Zhou Fengming regretted it!

If God gave him another hundred chances, he would not hesitate to choose to fight Zhang Qingfeng, but he would never choose this way to duel with him.

The last duel with Zhou Fengming was not exciting.

Because from the stage to the end, Zhang Qingfeng only made three swords.

The first sword, the purple qi came from the east, and the dueling platform was split out of a ten-zhang long chasm.

The second sword, the red sun was in the sky, and a sword light was like a meteor breaking through the sky, igniting a thirty-meter-long pillar of flame and crashing into Zhou Fengming's chest.

The third sword, the sun sets, and a golden rain waterfall rises up on the dueling platform, which is resplendent and dreamlike.

Zhou Fengming returned the three swords.

The first sword, shining in the morning light, blocked the chasm on the dueling platform that was at least eight zhang long, within ten zhang.

The second sword, the five-colored rainbow, stopped the sword qi that crashed into his chest half a foot in front of him.

The third sword, the dawn of the night, cut through the golden light in the sky with a sword, and the duel ended here.

In the end, it was not that Zhou Fengming was seriously injured or his aura was exhausted and he didn't have the strength to fight again, but that he had already retreated to the edge of the dueling platform with three swords, and he was kicked in the butt, and then, he fell off the dueling platform.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Fengming lost a little unjustly.

Because when Zhang Qingfeng was gathering momentum to make a sword, Zhou Fengming did not take the opportunity to strike first, otherwise it would be impossible for the three swords to reach such a terrifying power. This is one of them.

Second, in the previous duel with the sword absolute Zhu Xiaoworm, Zhang Qingfeng's sword momentum has already shown terrifying power, you Zhou Fengming wanted to strike backward and passively attack, and he lost the opportunity, obviously he was taking the lead, obviously he was taking the courage of the horseman, this is no longer a problem of strength, it is obviously a problem with his brain.

Third, and the most incomprehensible, after the three swords, you have retreated to the edge of the dueling table, and you were facing away from the stage at that time, but Zhang Qingfeng's kick was obviously kicked on your ass from behind, why don't you lie forward and fall backwards? This loss is a bit excessive, right?

Therefore, this last duel is indeed not exciting, at least in the eyes of most people, it is very disappointing.

Zhou Fengming doesn't need to think about it to know what the audience thinks of him, but it's not that he can't dodge, but he really can't dodge, because the three swords Zhang Qingfeng came out are the three major attack sword movements in the "Dawn Sword Sutra" that he is best at.

Crazy, this crazy!

This is Zhou Fengming's first reaction after hearing Zhang Qingfeng's transmission, can he hide in this situation?

This is not young and vigorous, it is not arrogant, it is really Zhang Qingfeng who deceives people too much, using his master's swordsmanship to deal with himself, and also reporting the sword moves and sequence, which will not be hid by any bloody martial arts cultivator, let alone Zhou Fengming?

What people didn't expect was that Zhang Qingfeng's sword was too strong.

The same three major attacks of Dawn were in his hands, and the power was even more powerful than Zhou Fengming's!

He resisted hard with the three major defensive positions in the Sword Sutra, and he was able to block the descendants and pushed them to the edge of the dueling table.

According to Zhang Qingfeng's promise, Zhou Fengming should have won, after all, he didn't fall off the stage, but the last kick was like the last straw that crushed the camel, making Zhou Fengming mentally retarded in front of everyone.

"You!"

Zhou Fengming in the audience glared at Zhang Qingfeng angrily, and wanted to scold several times, but he endured it.

He regretted it, not regretting the duel with Zhang Qingfeng, but regretting believing his words!

Who would have thought that after the three swords, he would come with such a kick again?

And that seemingly inconspicuous but actually powerful kick is the key to determining the victory!

But Zhou Fengming has a hard time, no matter how stupid he is, he is not stupid enough to be in this kind of scene in full view of Zhang Qingfeng's theory, if that is the case, he is really stupid. After all, he is the only one who hears the promise made by Zhang Qingfeng, and if this kid denies it outright, he will only attract more ridicule from people without evidence.

Zhang Qingfeng stood on the edge of the dueling platform, crossed his arms and chest, and looked at Zhou Fengming in the audience with a smile, and the voice as light as a mosquito came into his ears.

"Don't look at me like that, I said that I only made three swords, but I didn't say that I couldn't kick out?

Zhou Fengming gritted his teeth hatefully, and said in his heart that you didn't have a sword, but the sword intent was all on my neck, and that kick added fuel to the fire, which seemed to be a forward kick, but in fact it implied a powerful suction, forcing me to not even dodge in the air, I could only jump back, what is this not unbelievable?

"Yo, angry?" Zhang Qingfeng saw the anger in Zhou Fengming's eyes, and smiled even more happily, "Actually, I don't blame me, it's you who want to test me first to see if I'm qualified to form an alliance with you...... The facts are already in front of you, is there anything else you have to say?"

"Tonight, find a place where no one is, do you dare to fight me again?"

Zhou Fengming finally couldn't bear it anymore, he lost too aggrieved, and he was forced to go to the stage without even half of his cultivation strength, and whoever he replaced would be unwilling.

"What's the matter?, still not convinced?" Zhang Qingfeng's eyes widened in surprise, and what he said next made Zhou Fengming completely collapse.

"Fight? You don't think I'm testing you by force, are you? I'm testing your IQ! Why don't you understand it until now? This IQ really makes people anxious......

"Zhang!Qing!Feng!"

Shi Ke can not be humiliated, Zhou Fengming was so ashamed that he finally couldn't help roaring.

The conversation between the two of them before deliberately lowered their voices and used some sound transmission techniques to enter the secret, but outsiders did not hear it, so Zhou Fengming's sudden voice frightened the surrounding audience, all of you look at me, I look at you, and the heart said, how is it dripping?

"I'll give you another chance, tonight in the big willow forest in the west of the city, I hope you won't let me down. Zhang Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged.

"Good!!"

Zhou Fengming, who couldn't say the bitterness, glared at Zhang Qingfeng fiercely, turned around and left.

The sword armor competition is over.

Zhang Qingfeng succeeded the sword armor and won the sword armor leader, and after the news spread, the entire Quanyang City was boiling.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the delegation of domestic elites has also participated in the top nine competitions ten times, not to mention winning the first place, and even the top ten have not been squeezed in.

This year in Quanyang City, Zhang Qingfeng, the grandson of the Great Zhou God of War, won two top prizes in a row, which can be said to have earned enough face for the Zhou people, and in just five or six days, his name spread throughout the Central Plains!

That night, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion set up a banquet to celebrate, this time all the royal families of the six countries came to congratulate, Zhang Chaoyang and Zhang Beitian were responsible for receiving the guests, and Zhang Qingfeng did not show up from beginning to end.

In a secret room in the observation tower, Zhang Qingfeng sat at a special round table with a blue crystal ball, staring at the swaying figure in the crystal ball without blinking.

Behind Zhang Qingfeng, High Priest Lu's cold gaze moved back and forth between the crystal ball and Zhang Qingfeng from time to time, and finally he couldn't help it.

"What the hell are you looking at? It's almost time, and it's too late for you to move your body. ”

High Priest Lu heard Zhang Qingfeng say that he had a fight with Zhou Fengming at night, and he didn't go to the dinner under the pretext of healing, he sat in the observation room of the watchtower and stared at the crystal ball for an hour, and he didn't mean to move, which made Lu a little puzzled.

This chamber is the entire observation tower, no, to be precise, it should be the control center of the watchtower, and the orb on the table can observe every corner of the circle through the power of the circle.

"I didn't even think about going to the appointment. ”

Hearing Lu's voice, Zhang Qingfeng withdrew his gaze from staring at the crystal ball and rubbed his brows.

"Huh?" Lu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "You deliberately deceived the eldest prince?"

Zhang Qingfeng smiled faintly: "It's not about deception, it's just teasing him, I reminded him that my test for him is not force, but IQ, he is the one who wants to be the emperor, no matter how strong the force is, what's the use? Governing the country still depends on ......" pointed to his head, "this." ”

"You ......"

The high priest was speechless.

She had never bowed her head in front of anyone before, and she once again felt frustrated in front of this human boy, because until just now she was convinced that Zhang Qingfeng would participate in the fight.

"No wonder the people often say that humans are the most insidious and cunning, and in you, this sacrifice has finally seen it. ”

The deceived high priest became angry namelessly, and after a vicious word, he shook his hand and left.

"What are you looking for me?" Zhang Qingfeng shouted.

"Nope!"

With a bang, the door of the secret room was slammed shut, and the room trembled violently.

Zhang Qingfeng turned his head to take a look, the smile on his face became even stronger, he turned off the magic circle linked to the crystal ball, closed his eyes, and quickly entered the cultivation state.

Just as Zhang Qingfeng was entering the cultivation, an angry roar suddenly came from a willow forest in the west of the city.

"Zhang Qingfeng, you dare to lie to me! This matter, I, Zhou Fengming, and you are not finished!"

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On the seventh day of the Jiujia competition, the gun-armor competition officially kicked off.

It is rare for the cultivation world to use spears as weapons, and most of the cultivators who are good at making guns have devoted themselves to the army, so this big competition can basically be called a big competition among the generals in the Seven Nations Army, in addition to wearing helmets and armor, almost everyone is riding a horse into battle, and the factors that determine the outcome are compared with the sword armor and sword armor, in addition to their own cultivation, external conditions such as armor, war horses and riding skills occupy an increasing proportion, and even greatly exceed the cultivator's own cultivation.

After the start of the big competition, hundreds of generals wearing armor led their horses to the dueling platform one after another, and their origins could be seen from the color of the armor and the drape of the horses, and one of the ten-person teams wearing fiery red armor attracted the attention of countless people.

Originally, in this kind of mastery competition, especially in the first round of anonymous names, it was very difficult to attract people's attention by dressing, but as soon as this team appeared, it caused a lot of chaos, for no other reason, but because it was no one else who led the team, it was Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng, who won two top prizes in a row in the Wu'an Hou Mansion, came to participate in the gun and armor competition again.