Seeing Yin Tian coming to the stage, the defending martial artist of the Qingtian Sect on the stage suddenly turned dark, obviously knowing that Yin Tian was not an easy character to deal with, but he still returned the salute out of politeness: "Qingtian Sect Han Feng, I am fortunate to have met Brother Yin Tian." ”

Yin Tian touched his chin, looked Han Feng up and down with his eyes, and said, "It turned out to be Brother Han Feng, but ...... Listening to Brother Han Feng's tone, he seemed to admire me very much. Alas, there is no need, there is no need, everyone is the same age, there is no need to be like this......"

Listening to Yin Tian's words on the stage, even Sang Baimei involuntarily blurted out: "I didn't expect that even Yin Tian, a child with a pure nature, learned badly with the sect master, it seems that the sect master's temperament is really strong, anyone can be infected......"

Ye Chen stood aside, and Sang Baimei's words naturally reached his ears word for word, but Ye Chen felt aggrieved in his heart but didn't know how to refute it, because Yin Tian's current performance was indeed a little different from when he first entered the Flying Star Academy, and it seemed to be a little ...... Pretending to be forced.

In the ring, Han Feng was stunned by Yin Tian's words, and was suddenly speechless, as if he had found that he might not have an advantage in his mouth, so he directly hugged his fists again and said, "Please advise." ”

Looking at Han Feng's frowning brows, Yin Tian smiled and said, "I'm ready, you can do it at any time, don't worry." ”

Seeing that Han Feng was stunned and didn't move, Yin Tian said again: "What, do you look down on me as a formation mage?" Presumably your elders should have told you that the best way to face a formation mage is to attack directly, don't give the other party a little time to prepare, right?"

Hearing that Yin Tian seemed to be teaching himself in the tone of an elder, Han Feng's face was blue and white, and his face could be described as wonderful.

Originally, Han Feng was a little afraid of being a little afraid of acting rashly because he thought of Yin Tian's performance of being able to lay out the formation silently during the lottery scuffle, but at this time, when he heard that Yin Tian actually looked down on himself so much, as one of the core disciples of the Qingtian Sect who was admired by many of his peers, Han Feng could no longer hide his emotions, and said in a deep voice: "Since the Yin Tian brothers have said so, then I am not welcome." ”

Han Feng's brows were upside, and a flame appeared on his fist, which instantly became several times larger than the original fist, and then he jumped up, raised this huge fist and smashed it in the direction of Yin Tian.

The people in the Optimus Sect saw it really, what Han Feng used at this time was one of the arcane fist techniques of the four major divisions of the Wind Forest Volcano of the Optimus Sect, the Explosive Flame Fist! Moreover, this move was also an important basis for Han Feng to occupy a place among the core disciples in the Optimus Sect, and it was one of his killer moves, and Han Feng came up and used this move, which was enough to see that he did not have the slightest slack in this duel.

Looking at Han Feng flying from the sky like a fire god descending, Yin Tian's face was light and light, just snapping his fingers slightly, everyone saw that a white formation just appeared in the direction that Han Feng was bound to pass, and the pillar of light emitted from the formation illuminated Han Feng's face even more pale.

In fact, Han Feng's heart was indeed as pale as his face at this time, only he understood how mysterious the position of Yin Tian's formation was, and he just caught the moment when he poured all his momentum into his right fist, and he could no longer control the direction, so he could only watch as he crashed into Yin Tian's formation.

"The moth fights the fire and kills itself. Seeing Han Feng's body fall into the light of his own formation, Yin Tian said these eight words with a relaxed expression, and then waved his hand in the direction of the referee, saying, "The victory and defeat have been decided, take your disciples down." ”

After listening to Yin Tian's words, including the disciples of the Qingtian Sect, there was an uproar in the central square. Han Feng's dashing heroic appearance in the last game was still in everyone's minds a moment ago, and it disappeared in an instant, although most people knew that Yin Tian's strength was very strong, they also thought that this game should be somewhat interesting, but they didn't expect everything to end so quickly.

Even the elder in charge of the referee of the Qingtian Sect at this time said with a confused expression: "What...... What?"

"Is it possible that you referees only have such a little level?" Yin Tian shrugged his shoulders, deliberately pretending to be helpless, and said: "I mean, my opponent has lost the ability to continue the game, as a referee, you can directly announce the result of the game, and then take him down." ”

In fact, it's no wonder that the referee of the Qingtian Sect is incompetent, it's just that Han Feng is now wrapped in a dazzling white light, and no one can see the real situation in it, let alone judge the result of the game.

Despite this, the referee of the Optimus Sect still stepped into the ring and circled around Yin Tian's formation pillar of light, with a difficult look on his face.

Seeing the referee's appearance, Yin Tian naturally knew what he was thinking, so he spoke again: "I know, you are doubting whether what I said is true or false, right?"

After all, this is still not the level of the referee, and although the referee's expression is a little embarrassed, he still nodded honestly for the sake of insurance.

"Trapped by my Binding God Array, with his strength, it is naturally impossible to have a chance to struggle again. Well, since you don't feel at ease, then I'll let you see. Yin Tian shook his head regretfully and said.

Yin Tian raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers again, and the dazzling white light that was originally in the shape of a pillar of light gradually began to weaken with the sound of snapping his fingers, until finally he disappeared again.

After the white light dissipated, everyone knew that what Yin Tian said was not wrong at all, at this time, Han Feng was hanging in the air of the formation, his eyes were closed, his hands were desperately clutching his neck, his face was full of breathlessness, although his body was constantly struggling, it obviously had no effect, and Han Feng did not react at all to the surprised eyes and exclamations around him, as if he didn't feel it at all.

"How's that? I'm right, he's incapacitated. And if the results aren't announced sooner, I can't guarantee whether he'll be dead or alive later. Yin Tian said with a smile as he looked at the stunned Optimus Sect judge.

"This, this ......" the referee muttered, as if he didn't believe that Han Feng, who was one of the leaders of the younger generation in the sect, would lose so badly, but fortunately, his eyes were still quick to see the opportunity, and he quickly announced the result: "I announce, in this ring match, Yin Tiansheng of the Flying Star Academy!"

As soon as these words came out, the warriors in the central square also seemed to be awake, and a burst of cheers sounded in an instant, and then Yin Cai nodded with satisfaction, patted his palms, and the formation on the ground immediately disappeared without a trace.

After the formation disappeared, Han Feng collapsed to the ground like a soft balloon, breathing unconsciously and heavily, it took a long time to reopen his eyes, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Han Feng, are you okay?"

Hearing the familiar voice in his ears and seeing the familiar figure again, Han Feng realized that the situation was wrong, and he got up from the ground with a bone, and said with wide eyes: "Wan, Elder Wan, why did you come to the stage?"

(End of chapter)