At the end of the day's competition, Ling Rong led Qin Feng to start tasting food everywhere.

It was not so much that Ling Rong took the lead, it was Qin Feng who led her, and the past three days were not for nothing.

"Who are you going to fight tomorrow?"

Qin Feng asked while eating.

"Jialan Palace!" Ling Rong said with something in her mouth.

"That troublesome Jialan Palace?"

Qin Feng remembered, isn't this the culprit?

"Yes, it's him, the second most powerful!"

Ling Rong finally swallowed the contents of her mouth, and said with a hot breath: "Father said, just in case, you will go directly tomorrow." ”

"That's fine!"

Qin Feng nodded, it is true that there is nothing to compare between the two, and the Venerable Master will only increase the casualties, so it is better to go directly to the oneself.

"Oh! That's right! I just got the news, the substitute of the Jialan Hall is also a martial sect, and his strength is very strong!"

Ling Rong looked up at Qin Feng and said with concern in her mouth: "It's okay to lose, you must pay attention to safety!"

"Don't worry! ”

Second Matchday.

Qin Feng appeared directly on the stage, and as soon as he stood on the competition field, he received a message from the referee.

"What?

When Qin Feng heard the news, he was completely surprised, the second-ranked force had surrendered like this?

When he learned that the substitute of Jialan Hall saw Qin Feng playing, he knew that he couldn't beat him and was afraid of death.

Jialandian also had no way to deal with a murderer like Qin Feng, so in order to prevent the increase in the number of wounded, he simply surrendered directly, in order to fight back.

In the next few days, it entered garbage time, and the confrontation without Wu Zong made Qin Feng bored, and his idle eggs hurt, and he sat on the bench every day.

As soon as you appear on the other side, you will surrender, and you will not be given a chance to fight at all.

The most interesting thing is that after the Thousand Mountains Sect withdrew, anyone who touched his team automatically scored one point.

Until the seventh race day.

Tantra fought against Qi Yue Sect, worthy of being the number one sect, and finally did not surrender.

Tantra has also been singing all the way in the past few days, with frequent good news, winning all four games and ranking first in the standings.

The most terrible thing is that Tantra is from beginning to end, only when fighting with Jialan Palace, it is the turn of the third person to fight, and the rest are cleared by two.

As you can imagine, the strength of Tantra cannot be underestimated.

It was followed by Taishan Hall and Qi Yuezong, both with three points, ranking second and third in the points rankings.

Of course, this point has something to do with other sect detours.

Qin Feng starts, don't think about it, for sure.

He wanted to be a substitute, but there was no way, Qi Yuezong's people went up to the equivalent of sending, it was better to go directly.

"You won't regret it temporarily, will you?"

Qin Feng stood on the arena, and there was no Venerable Master on the opposite side, so he couldn't help but look in the direction of Tantra.

There seemed to be a heated argument in the Tantric contestants' seats, and several people sat around and quarreled.

"What does that mean?"

"It's too embarrassing for me to stand on top of it!"

Qin Feng crossed a few black lines on his face, and looked at the full arena, his expression gradually stiffened.

In the end, Tantra still sent a player and stood opposite Qin Feng.

I don't know how they negotiated, but it turned out to be a regular battle. He is still the first player to appear in the previous stage.

Qin Feng glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, and whispered, "You better go down, you can't beat me!"

"I know I can't beat you, I don't have a choice!"

The man came angrily, and muttered, "He's going to know how to sell me." ”

"Then are we going to compete or compete?"

Qin Feng really didn't want to fight him, it was not only a waste of effort, but also a waste of time.

"You~~ You come and punch me, a little harder. ”

The man peeked behind him, straightened his back, patted his chest, and whispered.

"Huh?"

Qin Feng has never heard of this kind of request, let people take the initiative to punch, what kind of routine is this?

Without further ado, the fist was wrapped in a divine stick armor, and it collapsed directly with one punch.

"I'm grass, didn't I make you feel a little harder?!"

As soon as the man saw Qin Feng's attack, he immediately panicked, seeing his fist gradually enlarge, his body retreated, and he flew out directly upside down and landed outside the field.

"Ahh

The man covered his chest with his hands, kept rolling on the ground, and pretended to cry out in pain, but in fact, his acting skills were really bad, and anyone could see that he was pretending.

The referee saw that there was no way, he was out of bounds, and he could only watch the loss.

When the man heard that he had lost, he ran out of the house, and he was very happy, and he did not look in pain at all.

"What does that mean, surrender in disguise?"

Qin Feng's fist didn't touch him at all, and when he was even two meters away from him, he flew out by himself.

Then the three of them were the same.

"Oops! I'm hurt, my arm hurts, I need treatment!"

"Oh~ he scolded me, my heart was hurt and couldn't be healed. I throw in the towel!"

"Ahh I surrender!"

Qin Feng didn't even make a move, he stood there quietly, watching them perform.

The most infuriating thing is that as soon as a person on the opposite side came on the field, he pounced, knelt directly on the ground, and admitted defeat.

"Hey, do you still have a bit of competitive spirit?"

"Can you have a little backbone?"

"This is a big competition! You don't have a face, don't you have a face in Tantra?"

Qin Feng didn't know whether to be happy or sad now, so he couldn't cry or laugh a little.

You say it's a good thing, it looks weird. You say it's not a good thing, but it's about to win again.

This scene is really weird.

The tantric contestants stepped down one by one, and the onlookers looked confused.

"What does that mean?"

"Isn't Tantra a total victory? How can this be?"

If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't even have any pants left. ”

"Waited a week just to watch this game, and you guys ended up like this?"

"It's so confusing!"

"Match-fixing, you must be playing match-fixing!"

"It's a real hammer!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

The whole arena was like a fried pot, and the onlookers raised their tickets one after another, rushed to the fence, and kept waving them, and they were extremely emotional, and they were about to lose control.

It was really embarrassing for Qin Feng to stand on the stage, because the last person of the Tantric Sect had not yet come up.

The onlookers were also constantly shouting, which made them very annoyed.

Because I don't want to fight? It's clear that there is no competitive spirit on the other side!

There are even people who say that he controls the game, he is simply dumb and eats coptis, and he has an indescribable feeling of bitterness!

Just as Qin Feng was summing up, the people of the Tantric Sect finally came up.

When I looked up, it was that person, the martial arts sect that Qin Feng had paid attention to before.

"I've been following you, and you're entitled to fight me"

The man stood on the other side, and came up and said such a sentence, in a very haughty tone, as if everyone was a brother in his eyes.