Glancing at Lin Ya and Zhang Ming next to them, their expressions did not show any discomfort, obviously they did not hear Wen Peng's voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm the only one who hears it? Demon beast!! Yang Xiaofeng suddenly felt that the supernatural person of the spiritual department was really a bull.

But do you want to tell them both? Yang Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed.

"Call your two friends." Wen Peng seemed to see what Yang Xiaofeng was thinking.

After a simple word to the two, the three of them walked towards Wen Peng.

At this time, the little fat man Wen Peng also jumped off the competition field.

"I wonder what the master is looking for me?" Yang Xiaofeng lowered his posture, after all, this is a powerhouse of the fifth level of the law, and he is also a rare spiritual ability, which is not something that Yang Xiaofeng can compete with.

"Alas, don't be a master, a master is called. I'm stressed! If you don't dislike it, call me Dapeng Bird, that's what they call me. Hearing Yang Xiaofeng call himself a master, Wen Peng waved his hand again and again, but the expression on his face betrayed him and he enjoyed the way others called him a master.

"Let's call you Brother Peng, what do you think?" Yang Xiaofeng didn't dare to really call him Dapeng Bird, who knew if he was joking with Yang Xiaofeng and them?

Wen Peng still wanted to refuse, but Yang Xiaofeng then said: "Brother Peng is older than us, so he should call you Brother Peng." ”

Lin Ya and Zhang Ming were very cooperative and nodded again and again.

To be honest, although a spiritual supernatural is very rare, the Zhang family really didn't pay attention to it. Zhang Ming had the idea that one more friend was more than one enemy, and he also followed Yang Xiaofeng to call Brother Peng.

"I don't know what Brother Peng is looking for me?" Yang Xiaofeng didn't understand why Wen Peng wanted to look for him because he had never seen Wen Peng before.

"Well, actually, it's nothing. I just want to make friends with everyone. He wiped his greasy mouth and said vaguely.

"It's as simple as that?" Yang Xiaofeng couldn't believe it, how could a fifth-level cultivator of a mage take the initiative to make friends with a cultivator of the mage level, and no one would believe it when he said it!

And Lin Ya and Zhang Ming also looked incredulous!

This Nima has come to Yang Xiaofeng, how can everything not be explained by common sense?

Zhang Ming's heart is actually confused!

This brother of his own is just not ordinary! He is worthy of being a cultivator with S+ potential! Zhang Ming could only use this incident to comfort his wounded soul a little.

Compared with Zhang Ming, Lin Ya still had a cold look on the surface, but her heart set off a storm, and she looked at Yang Xiaofeng with surprised eyes.

Unlike the two of them, Yang Xiaofeng was secretly wary of Wen Peng in his heart, but he didn't show it. A person at the fifth level of the Dharma Master takes the initiative to make friends with himself, what is he trying to do? He Yang Xiaofeng talks about his background, and he is not as strong as Zhang Minglong, and his background is strong; In terms of strength, it is not as strong as the Dragon Realm.

In fact, Wen Peng, as a spiritual supernatural person, his sixth sense is much stronger than others.

At that time, when he was competing on the stage, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yang Xiaofeng, and suddenly had a strange feeling, although he sensed that Yang Xiaofeng was a cultivator at the level of a law, but he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, he couldn't say what the specific reason was, this was a feeling, and he had never felt this kind of feeling.

And the woman next to Yang Xiaofeng, Lin Ya, Wen Peng could feel that the ice ability in her body didn't seem to be an ordinary ice ability, it was a very powerful one, so powerful that he was afraid of it, and he believed that his sixth sense would not go wrong.

Wen Peng truthfully told Yang Xiaofeng what he thought in his heart, and they looked at Wen Peng with a stunned expression.

Is this the sixth sense or the magic stick?

It's mysterious. Zhang Ming's heart was confused again, why didn't I have a big and young Zhang family? However, Zhang Ming's heart was really happy for Yang Xiaofeng and Lin Ya.

After a few more nonsense words, the four of them went home to prepare for the second round tomorrow.

Fifty into twenty-five, half of the elimination rate.

…………

Yang Xiaofeng's opponent this time is a girl named Wen Jing, although this girl is called Wen Jing, but she looks like a tiger, and the muscles of her arms are thicker than Yang Xiaofeng's thighs.

"I heard that you are very strong, can you show mercy and take the initiative to admit defeat?" Wen Jing is like a little girl who has done something wrong, with her head down and fiddling with her fingers, twisting and pinching, it is really ......

If Wen Jing is a petite and delicate girl, her appearance is definitely cute and cute, but Nima, you have stronger muscles than boys, and your words and deeds that do not match your body shape give people a feeling of instant vomiting.

Wen Jing kept walking around the field, selling cuteness and pretending to be cute!

Moreover, because I am strong, I can be merciful, which is no problem at all, but I have never heard of mercy to the point of directly admitting defeat. This Nima's thinking logic doesn't work at all!

Yang Xiaofeng watched Wen Jing walking back and forth on the field with a black line on his face, and the people in the audience looked confused.

Terrible woman! This is Yang Xiaofeng's evaluation of Wen Jing!

Fortunately, Wen Jing met Yang Xiaofeng, who had a good temper, if it was another opponent, if he dared to say this, he would have met in a short time.

The referee doesn't care about the conversation between the two people on stage, he is only responsible for announcing the result of the match.

As the referee began, Wen Jing's appearance as a little girl disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a violent atmosphere.

Yang Xiaofeng actually felt that Wen Jing's posture was in line with her, in fact, not only did he think so, but most people thought so.

Wen Jing ran towards Yang Xiaofeng quickly, and every time she took a step, the ring would shake slightly.

"What the hell? It's not surprising that a strong man can run and cause a slight vibration, but you can do that as a big girl? Do you want to be so tough?!! ”

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng and everyone had stunned expressions on their faces, and my friends and I were stunned.

I have to mention that Wen Jing has not yet been dressed!

But the careful Yang Xiaofeng observed a phenomenon that no one else observed: every time Wen Jing took a step, except for a slight vibration on the ground, the place where her feet stepped would be different from other places. If you have to say something different, it can only be said that the ground has softened.

The corners of Yang Xiaofeng's mouth hooked up a touch of arc! Often at this time, Yang Xiaofeng either found a way to deal with the enemy or saw through the enemy's tricks!

"Did he see through it? But I'm hiding it well! Wen Jing saw the smile on the corner of Yang Xiaofeng's mouth that seemed to be mocking and had other meanings, and there was inevitably a trace of panic in her heart.

As Wen Jing approached quickly, her power was gradually increasing!

"Colonization!" When Wen Jing swung her fist, she completed the colonization in an instant!

"Hit!" Wen Jing was secretly happy, I knew that it was so easy, so I didn't have to work so hard to arrange the previous things, "That's not right! ”

Wen Jing's punch seemed to hit Yang Xiaofeng's body, but she felt like it hit the air.

That's right, Wen Jing hit the air just now, Yang Xiaofeng used the phantom clone technique to escape, and Wen Jing just hit his mirror image.

The instantaneous changes on the stage, only a few people saw the clues, and the others were still entangled in Wen Jing hitting Yang Xiaofeng, Yang Xiaofeng not only didn't have anything, but also moved his position.

At this time, Yang Xiaofeng had already moved behind Wen Jing.

"Not good!"