Tong Xiaofeng was a little nervous about fighting against the Stranger for the first time, not to mention that there were so many onlookers watching, which put tremendous pressure on his heart.

He wasn't afraid of losing, but he was afraid of losing too badly. Although he thinks that he has no good face, he has just turned eighteen years old, and it is the time when he is strong, so he will have some ideas. And he was also afraid of hitting his self-confidence.

The people around were coaxing, shouting, cheering and cynicism became two extremes, which sounded in Tong Xiaofeng's ears. He was naturally the one who was ridiculed, and no one looked favorably on him, including himself.

It's also a little sad to think about it, strength is destined to a person's glory and decline, just like the girl in front of her, a gorgeous appearance and strong strength can despise everything. She held her head high and enjoyed everyone's pursuit, and Tong Xiaofeng in front of her was like a clown, who could get nothing but some ridicule.

This is such a world, Tong Xiaofeng keeps telling himself the rules of survival in this world, but everything is still so difficult to adapt.

"It seems that no one is optimistic about you. ”

Tong Xiaofeng can see the smugness in the girl's eyes, this feeling is so awkward, it is like standing in the center of the world and being ridiculed by everyone, the weak people who can survive in the world of the supernatural must be very strong, Tong Xiaofeng thought so and shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know why you have such a sense of superiority, do you think that others will always be weaker than you, or do you feel happy to laugh at others?"

Tong Xiaofeng's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly. Maybe he didn't know why he said such things, he just felt that the world was too sad for those weak to see hope.

It's just that his words didn't seem to get any positive effect, those onlookers laughed even more, and the weak talent here will only get weaker and weaker, so they can laugh at others unscrupulously, this is their power, the power of the strong.

"It's not clear that you just joined the world of supernatural abilities, but after you stay here for a few years, you will know that the respect of the strong is an unbreakable law of survival in this world. ”

"You were born in an ancient city, how can you assert that this law of survival cannot be broken, in that new city and even more distant cities, where the people who live are no longer entangled in the distinction between strong and weak, they are united and friendly and help each other, so they can create a nearly perfect social system. The Alien is like a wild beast in a cage, and can only succumb to this corner of the ancient city. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight, my mother will let you know that this is a place where the weak eat the strong. ”

Perhaps his way of life was questioned, the girl's anger was ignited, and the flowing fluorescence had already rhythmized up and down around her side.

Tong Xiaofeng had never fought with anyone, let alone fought between the superpowers, he could only keep mobilizing his Yuan Force to keep himself at his peak.

"I'm ready, let's get started. ”

The corners of the girl's mouth have raised a hint of a smile, the world of the supernatural has no mercy, she has secretly released the Yuan Technique before the game has even started, Tong Xiaofeng's words have become her instructions to launch the Yuan Technique.

I saw the girl's right hand raised above her head, and the Yuan Force converged little by little with her control, and the faint scarlet light flew like a butterfly, and condensed into a red long sword in the wind.

The sword is not corporeal, but the Yuan Force on it is more impressive than the physical. To be honest, Tong Xiaofeng really had a trace of fear. Facing a long sword with bare hands is already a great disadvantage in the world of ordinary people.

However, he didn't back down, after all, this was just a competition, and no matter how weak the world was, no matter how weak the jungle was, he wouldn't kill a person so casually.

He mustered up the courage to rush towards the girl, and it was his idea to strike first and then suffer. As a physical cultivator, he can only use melee combat as a means of attack at the moment, and once the girl chooses to fight him remotely, he has no chance of winning at all.

In fact, the girl didn't plan to use the long-range Yuan Technique, in her opinion, Tong Xiaofeng was just a weak person, and she was not worthy of her real strength. She even condensed this red long sword and wanted to engage in melee combat with Tong Xiaofeng.

Tong Xiaofeng's speed was very fast, and after mobilizing the Yuan Force, he flew out like an arrow off his bow. But Tong Xiaofeng had no actual combat experience, so the route was very simple, and he rushed straight to the girl like a reckless man. The girl didn't think much of it, and pointed the red sword forward as if playing.

In the face of the fluorescent flowing long sword, Tong Xiaofeng didn't dare to resist with his body, he lowered his posture to avoid the long sword, with his speed, even if his body was tilted to forty-five degrees, he would not fall directly to the ground, but continued to rush forward by inertia.

The distance between the two was very close, Tong Xiaofeng saw this and immediately attacked the girl's lower abdomen with his flesh palm, although the other party was an alien, but Tong Xiaofeng still collected some strength.

Just when Tong Xiaofeng felt that he could win easily, the girl smiled, and the red long sword in her hand turned into a burning flame, and slapped at Tong Xiaofeng as the palm of her hand flipped and sank.

The girl didn't seem to intend to be ruthless, and the moment she touched Tong Xiaofeng, the flames disappeared into the air.

An impact came from his back, and Tong Xiaofeng, who was about to attack the girl, also fell to the ground with this impact in an instant, raising a burst of sand.

"Speed is okay, but it's too rigid, it looks like you haven't fought any other adepts yet. ”

Tong Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed, the new clothes he had just changed were stained with dust, he didn't expect that the long sword could change its form, it was obvious that the transformation of the Yuan Technique was the key that the ability must master.

The ridicule from around occupied the entire martial arts arena, Tong Xiaofeng stood up in the midst of these cynicisms, he could continue to fight, as a physical cultivator, he was hardly injured too much, of course, this was also the result of the girl's release of water.

"It's true that I haven't fought any other Adepts, so I'm asking you to keep teaching. ”

The girl didn't say anything, one of her snaps of her fingers had already added three fireballs to the void. This is her performance time, the result has long been doomed, the pride on her face has been undoubtedly revealed, in her opinion, the physique is really weak and pitiful.

Tong Xiaofeng took a few steps back, and he found that not only was his speed and physical strength much higher than before, but even his eyes had been greatly strengthened. In the past, maybe his eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of this battle, but now he can clearly see every movement of the girl, and he also noticed the transformation of the long sword just now, but he couldn't react at the first time.

This time, Tong Xiaofeng picked up speed again, his right leg stomped on the ground with all his might, and his half-arched body rushed out instantly. At the same time, the girl's fireball flew towards him with a wave of hand.

The speed of the fireball is also not slow, and the erratic path is unpredictable. However, Tong Xiaofeng had a trace of confidence, because the flying fireball was so clear in his eyes, he felt that he could dodge.

It's a pity that while he was thinking about this, the girl had already continued to release the Yuan Technique, this time it was three crimson needle cones, which had been aimed at Tong Xiaofeng, who was moving fast.

The fireball was near, and Tong Xiaofeng writhed his body as if dancing, and the slightly scorching temperature was like brushing his body. Every seemingly thrilling avoidance is the result of Tong Xiaofeng's correct judgment. Eventually, all three fireballs fell to the ground, causing a burst of sparks.

Nothing was over yet, those three red needle cones were much more dangerous than fireballs, because their speed was so fast that they had already flown over at the same time that Tong Xiaofeng avoided the fireballs.

The three sounds of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" sounded like a wake-up call for Tong Xiaofeng. It's just that he's helpless, and that speed is no longer what he can dodge now.

Two of them seemed to be just to prevent him from escaping, so although they were slashed across his cheek, they didn't cause any real damage, only the middle one was directed at Tong Xiaofeng.

If you can't dodge, then you can resist head-on, Tong Xiaofeng believes that the other party has left his hand, which should not cause death, so he no longer cares, and directly waved his right fist to resist.

The right fist that exuded a faint golden light immediately collided with the crimson needle awl and immediately collided with a gust of wind and waves, and the needle cone dissipated with a burst of sharp pain, and Tong Xiaofeng was also shocked back two or three meters with the outbreak of pain.

This time there was no more laughter, but a whisper, and the girl's eyes changed slightly.

"If I don't fight, it's really boring to fight with you, and I thought that there would be some tricks in physical cultivation, but it turned out like a barbarian. ”

"Thank you. ”

Even if the girl said that she would continue to fight, Tong Xiaofeng would probably not be able to do it, his right hand was numb from the shock, and there was an obvious mark on it.

"Thank you, you don't disappoint me too much, if your cultivation can go smoothly in the future, then you can continue to talk to me, but if you stop here, we won't have to meet again. Remember my name, my name is Liu Xiaqian and I live in the Star Pavilion. ”

The girl always maintained her pride, as if it was just a game for her, and perhaps she couldn't even be serious.

Tong Xiaofeng looked at the girl who turned around and left silently wrote down the name in his heart, it was obvious that this was the best among the younger generation, Tong Xiaofeng's goal must first be to cross such an opponent in order to continue to march towards his strong road.

The people around them all dispersed one by one when they saw the end, but those broken thoughts still kept echoing in the martial arts arena.

After this battle, Tong Xiaofeng can be regarded as having learned a lot of experience, looking at those powerful and weird meta-techniques, Tong Xiaofeng has also begun to speed up the pace for himself to become stronger.

He did not leave the martial arts arena, but continued to exercise. His talent is not strong, and perhaps only continuous hard work can make him improve.