"It seems that your strength has improved a lot!" Looking at the victorious Feng Rebellion, Han Fei spoke. At the same time, Nie Yin and Zhao Pianran also stepped forward to congratulate them, but because of their refusal to seal the rebellion at the beginning, Zhao Pianran was a little unnatural every time they came into contact with the rebellion, and although the rebellion was relatively indifferent on the surface, the thorn in the heart was not so easy to pull out.

Nodding at the two casually, Feng Wei said: "The opportunity has come, and I have gained some benefits, but I have not been able to fully grasp it for the time being." This so-called "chance" is naturally the bronze mirror he got at the exchange meeting a few days ago. Although he hadn't figured out what the bronze mirror was, the earth-shattering battle recorded in the bronze mirror had benefited him a lot.

It was also from that battle that he had comprehended something that made his combat effectiveness rise to a higher level in just three days, otherwise, with the cultivation of that king leopard from the Nine Heavens and the combat power far beyond the cultivation, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be killed directly by him with a word.

"Is it a chance?" Han Fei smiled faintly: "After this incident, find a time to confirm it as soon as possible, I have waited long enough for this battle!"

Hearing this, Feng Yi also showed a rare smile: "This is natural, and you are the only one among your peers who is worthy of being my opponent." ”

I have to say that Feng Rebellion's words are quite conceited, and anyone who hears them will feel arrogant and arrogant, and they don't know how thick the sky is, but in fact, this is really what he said from the bottom of his heart. Don't look at his title as the number one master of the young generation in the Southeast Domain, but whether it is Luo Zhan and Jin Lei, the first masters of the young generation in the other two domains, or the demonic geniuses of Yunxiao Pavilion, Fire Refining Sect and Taihua Sect, he doesn't take it too seriously.

Although those demonic geniuses have all entered the realm of Lingjue and their true combat power is probably not inferior to the average Lingjue late stage martial artist, he has absolute self-confidence, once he uses the strength of the generals, those demonic geniuses will definitely not be his opponents. Han Fei is different, until now he can't determine what level Han Fei's strength has reached. In short, it was unfathomable, and he even suspected that the other party had broken through the Ling Absolute Realm.

This suspicion is unfounded, purely intuitive. His intuition told him that even if he used the strength of a general, he might not be able to defeat the opponent. Of course, if the realm of military generals is raised to the level of unparalleled military generals, then the situation is different, within the same realm, the combat effectiveness of military generals is by no means comparable to martial artists. It's just that the battle with Han Fei is to confirm the martial arts, and he will not use the strength of the generals unless he has to. Therefore, he must improve his own strength as soon as possible, so that he can be qualified to fight with Han Fei.

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As the sun sets, the race to the summit of Izumo continues. Unlike the rules of the 10-minute game in the Cloud Ring, in the Izumo Battle Ring, the match can only end if one side admits defeat or dies. If the strength of the two sides of the battle is very different, it will naturally end quickly, but if the difference in strength between the two sides is small, or between the two sides, the game may not be able to distinguish the winner after half an hour.

So, when night fell, only half of the first round had passed.

"In the first round, the seventy-sixth game, the southeast region Fang sword against the northeast region Jin Lei. ”

Jin Lei's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the title of the first young master in the Northeast made it difficult for him not to attract attention. And his opponent Fang Yijian is not weak, as one of the top geniuses in the Southeast Region, even if his strength is not as good as Jin Lei, the difference is limited. You must know that he was also one of the champion candidates in the Cloud Arena, a figure standing at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation in the Southeast Region.

"Let's get started!"

"Good!"

In the ring, Jin Lei, who was dressed in a golden robe, and Fang Yijian, who was dressed in blood, were a hundred meters apart, quietly staring at each other, their eyes interlocking, and their momentum collided in the air.

Under the collision of momentum, the void between the two made a strange sound, as if an electric current was breeding, brewing, and would explode at any time.

Fang Yijian's pupils shrank, Jin Lei's strength was obviously above his imagination, and the momentum he had stimulated not only did not have any upper hand, but instead fell into an invisible "thunder storm", constantly being eaten away and weakened.

However, Fang Yijian did not panic, since he was defeated by Han Fei in the Yunxiao Ring last time, his strength did not retreat but advanced, not only in terms of cultivation, he was getting closer and closer to the realm of absolute perfection, but his comprehension of sword intent was also on a higher level, and now he had the confidence to challenge anyone.

Rumble!

The next moment, Fang Yijian stepped out step by step, and the surging sword intent was like a peerless divine weapon that broke out of the body, stirring up the heavens and clouds, and at the same time, the bone sword held in his right hand suddenly stabbed out, as fast as lightning.

Crackle!

Fang Yijian's stab was extraordinary, under the urging of the sword intent, a large number of air flow vortices were rolled up, and the air flow vortices rose and fell, becoming more and more prosperous, frantically compressing Jin Lei's activity space.

Bite!

Like Feng Wei, Jin Lei also wears gloves on his hands, the difference is that the pair of gloves that Feng Wei wears is very close to the color of his skin, while Jin Lei wears a pair of gold gloves with golden light. The gloves were smooth and thin, slightly transparent, and as Jin Lei's right hand poked out, one by one the air vortex shattered, and finally, a finger pointed straight at the tip of Fang Yijian's sword, making a crisp metallic popping sound.

Fang Yijian's face changed slightly, and he instantly withdrew the bone sword, and then stabbed out again. This sword was like a storm, more swift than the previous one, and the angle was more tricky.

Jin Lei's face was calm, and he still pointed out, and at an incredible angle, he hit the tip of Fang Yijian's sword again, and at the moment when he hit the tip of the sword, a golden arc exploded from Jin Lei's fingertips, and the high heat generated even made the bone sword have signs of melting, and it was red. Fang Yijian was stimulated by the arc, his body was slightly numb, and his attack couldn't help but slow down. At this time, Jin Lei's fingers retracted, clenched into a fist, and smashed into Fang Yijian's head with a punch.

Sonorous!

Between the lightning and the fire, Fang Yijian forcibly held back the numbness all over his body, and returned to the sword to block. Suddenly, a large area of sparks rushed into the sky, as if fireworks exploded in front of the two.

"Okay, the number one young master in the Northeast Region!"

Jin Lei's understated attitude made Fang Yijian's fighting intent even stronger, he jumped up in the air, his arms were spread, and the bone sword in his hand bloomed in the void with blood-colored brilliance, and then fell sharply, slashing out a sharp sword light that tore through the sky, and even the space was faintly distorted.

Fang Yijian originally thought that Jin Lei would temporarily avoid the edge and take a few steps back, in this way, his follow-up moves would continue to be unleashed, gaining the upper hand step by step, until victory. Unexpectedly, Jin Lei did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to enter the attack range of the sword light.

锵锵锵锵锵锵锵......

The golden sleeves fluttered and trembled, Jin Lei punched one after another, each punch was punched, giving people a kind of vigorous and resolute domineering, and the punch pressure that was stimulated was even closer to the front of the fist, shaped like a film, and the golden arc on it flickered, sizzling, and the sword light that Fang Yijian attacked was shattered under these fists.

Sure enough, there is the domineering spirit of the first young master in the Northeast Region, since you don't let it, then I'll retreat and see who can have the last laugh. ”

Swish!

One blow was reactive, and Fang Yijian suddenly retreated, coming and going freely.

Seeing this, Han Fei in the audience shook his head lightly and did not speak.

Feng Wei frowned slightly, and also didn't say anything.

Only Xiao Feng, who was standing in the corner on the side, pouted secretly: "Lost!"

"Can you get back?"

At this moment, the two electric arcs in front of Jin Lei's eyes flashed away, with him as the center, the air within three zhang instantly turned into a vacuum, making the air in all directions squeeze towards him, and Fang Yijian's retreat was like a boat sailing against the current, and the speed plummeted.

"Thunder Hell Fist!"

Rumble!

The radioactive fist of thunder flashed out, and the corners of Fang Yijian's mouth immediately secreted blood.

"I see, if you don't retreat, there is still a slight chance, and once you retreat, there will be no chance. Fang Yijian was clear in his heart, knowing that he had made a big mistake, a big mistake in front of Jin Lei. Gritting his teeth fiercely, the blood on his face was steaming, and the momentum of his whole body increased sharply, and the blood-colored brilliance outside his body was extremely dazzling in the dark night.

"Destroy the sky with a sword!"

As soon as the sword came out, a sword intent that was so vast that it pierced through the sky erupted ferociously, and the sword intent was like a sea of blood, wave after wave, never stopping, as if it wanted to annihilate and destroy everything in front of him. This was Fang Yijian's most powerful killing move, and it was also the last sword he knew he couldn't do.

"Lei Zun Overlord Fist!"

From the very beginning, Jin Lei has never taken a step back, and it is the same at this time, one step out, still one punch to meet it, but this punch is twice as powerful as the previous punch, and the radioactive thunder light fist tears through the sky and comes out vertically and horizontally.

Burst!

Fang Yijian's sword stabbed half out and couldn't stab it anymore, because a fist was against it, he still withdrew his long sword and barely sent a second blow, but the radioactive fist power had already passed along the sword body, shaking him into the air and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

One step back, one step at a time, this is a taboo in fighting with Jin Lei.

Standing firmly, Fang Yijian wiped the blood from his lips: "I am worthy of being the first person of the younger generation in the Northeast Region, I lost!"

Jin Lei smiled slightly: "If I can use the Lei Zun Overlord Fist, you are already very powerful." ”

"If you lose, you lose, and you are willing to bow down. "Fang Yijian is not a person who can't afford to lose, not to mention, losing to Jin Lei is also expected. It's a pity that with his strength, he could have entered the top forty steadily, but with this defeat, he was not qualified to enter the Izumo Secret Realm this time.

So far, Luo Zhan, Feng Yi, and Jin Lei, the first masters of the young generation of the Three Domains, have all completed the first round of the competition, and the wonderful performance of the three of them has not lived up to the title of the first generation of the young generation of the Three Regions......