On the second day of the rematch, Feng Qing played three times and won three times in a row.

And Feng Xu also won five games in a row all the way, and in the last game, he defeated Feng Ziqing, who finally climbed up from the knockout round.

Although Feng Ziqing is three or four years older than Feng Xu, because she is a dual line of fire and gold, her spiritual talent is not as good as Feng Xu's single line of fire and gold, and Feng Xu is chasing Feng Qing all the way, although she is only 13 years old now, she is already a fifth-level spirit master.

Feng Ziqing, with the strength of a third-level spirit master now, was not Feng Xu's opponent at all.

And the last player to enter the finals is Feng Chunzheng.

Since then, Feng Qing, Feng Xu, and Feng Chunzheng have locked the top three and successfully entered the finals.

In the afternoon of the same day, Feng Qing routinely went to give Feng Daming a follow-up examination, and saw that Feng Daming was recovering well, so he used spiritual power to dredge it, and took another rejuvenation pill, Feng Daming was already able to get out of bed and act.

And because of the dredging of the meridians this time, the spiritual power of Feng Daming actually broke through from a second-level spirit to a third-level spirit person, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

The sixth day of the triennial competition.

Martial arts finals in the morning, medical Taoism finals in the afternoon.

Compared with the previous schedule, today's onlookers are even more crowded, there are almost no gaps, and many spectators have climbed the wall.

The rules for the finals are simple.

than three.

In the first scene, Feng Qing vs. Feng Chunzheng.

When taking a break.

In the second scene, Feng Xu vs. Feng Qing.

When taking a break. Fastest update s.. sm..

In the third scene, Feng Chun was facing Feng Xu.

Whoever wins and loses more is the first. So decreasing, out of one, two, three.

Feng Qing was in good condition over there, and he had a rare good rest the day before, and his condition was much better today. And Feng Xu was already rubbing his hands excitedly next to Feng Qing.

"Aqing, the two of us are finally going to fight, don't leave your hands for a while, I must figure out how big the gap between us is, and I can catch up with you when I turn back!"

Feng Qing took out the peach blossom brew from the silver phoenix bracelet and drank it, and when the aroma of the wine came out, Feng Xu sniffed.

"Why are you drinking early in the morning, Aqing, if you go back and let the uncle find out, I will definitely educate you."

"I sent two jars of peach blossom brew to my uncle last night."

The implication is that the great elder cannot educate her.

"You little fox, why do you think so much, you even use wine to buy your uncle in advance. I don't care, I also want peach blossom brewing, the last time you took out, all of them were taken by the second brother, so I only left one jar for me, and I was reluctant to drink it. ”

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows, ignored Feng Xu, and continued to take a sip of peach blossom brew.

Feng Chun, who was a few meters away from the two of them, looked at Feng Xu and Feng Qing, his jaw line tightened, and then he turned his head to Feng Nuannuan who was sitting beside him and showed a rare smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Because of today's finals, many eliminated players also came to watch the game, and Feng Nuannuan and Feng Ziqing naturally arrived in the venue. And Feng Nuannuan rarely took the initiative to sit next to Feng Chunzheng.

"Cousin Chunzheng, are you sure to win the first place in martial arts?"

Feng Chunzheng is now 18 years old, he is a dual-line spiritual cultivator of gold and earth, and he is the same year as Feng Zihui, who has already come out of the valley, and is now an eighth-level spiritual master.

According to his age and strength, he should have participated in the big competition three years ago and went out of the valley to practice, but he waited until this year.

In order to participate in the triennial competition with Feng Nuannuan, and both won the quota of the born.

Feng Chunzheng's feelings for Feng Nuan Nuan can be seen.

"I did my best. I didn't expect that Azyu kid to reach the finals, but after all, he was only thirteen years old, and given him a few years, I was afraid that I would not be his opponent. As for the young valley lord......."

"Huh?"

"The strength of the young valley master is really good. Although the young valley lord is very ashamed, I have to say that the young valley lord is really a young genius, and he is also a little girl, so powerful at a young age, even I am not very sure that I can win. ”

"Nuan Nuan remembers that cousin Chunzheng once said that a month ago there was a conflict with Sister Fengqing because of the Tianxin flower that Nuan Nuan wanted, cousin, do you remember this."

Seeing that Feng Chunzheng's fighting spirit didn't seem to be too high, Feng Nuannuan immediately decided to add a fire.

"Remember! If I can meet her in today's final, I will definitely settle the account of the day with her. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Nuannuan's words fell, Feng Chunzheng's gaze at Feng Qing was filled with anger.

Feng Nuannuan was very satisfied.

"Cousin Chunzheng. Nuan Nuan has long been defeated under the hands of the Shaogu master, and has long lost the place to compete for the first place in martial arts, I hope that Cousin Chunzheng can take Nuan Nuan's blessings and win the first place in this martial arts. ”

"Is Nuan Nuan really so hopeful? If you really want me to win this first place? ”

Feng Chunzheng looked at Feng Nuannuan in surprise, and grabbed Feng Nuannuan's arm with his big hand.

Feng Nuannuan looked at the friendship in Feng Chunzheng's gaze, with a decent smile on her face, lowered her head slightly, and pulled out her arm as if she was a little shy.

"Cousin Chunzheng, you must come on."

Over there, in the ring, the referee had already announced that Feng Chunzheng and Feng Qing would come to the stage, and Feng Qing also stood up and walked to the ring.

Feng Chunzheng saw Feng Nuannuan cheering him up like this, and there seemed to be a surging force in his chest, so he nodded vigorously at Feng Nuannuan, and walked on.

And Feng Qing, who walked to the ring one step earlier, felt Feng Chunzheng's surging battle intent rushing towards her, and she didn't know what Feng Nuannuan said to Feng Chunzheng, so she licked her lower lip a little inexplicably.

Good guys, this month's anger can be more and more accumulated?!

In Feng Chunzheng's eyes, Feng Qing is a despicable villain who is jealous of Feng Nuannuan's alchemy talent and uses villain means to prevent him from obtaining Tianxin Flower with the intention of making Feng Nuannuan break through the hopeless, plus he later said that he would send Tianxin Flower to the door, but disappeared without a trace and was a faithless person, Feng Chunzheng's sense of Feng Qing has long been low to the bottom.

So as soon as Feng Chunzheng got into the ring, he heard the referee "the game begins", and he condensed his weapon in his hand and attacked the golden gun.

Feng Chunzheng is learning close-quarters martial arts, the speed of coming is extremely fast, the angle is tricky, in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Feng Qing, and the golden spear stabbed at Feng Qing's neck.

There was a round of exclamations.

Feng Qing's face was straight, and he summoned the Shattering Flame Sword, which was able to block this shot.

And as soon as the Shattered Flame Sword touched the Broken Gold Spear, there was a crisp sound of "dang", and a thin crack was opened.

What a sharp exercise.

Feng Qing didn't dare to be separated, and Ruying Jue suddenly refreshed himself to the extreme, and fought with Feng Chunzheng for more than twenty rounds.

And the crowd outside the arena could only see 81 yellow figures all over the ring from a distance, colliding with Feng Chunzheng's rapid back and forth sound and shadow one by one.

After a while, Feng Qing's Shattered Flame Sword could no longer resist the attack of the Golden Spear, and it was shattered piece by piece.

Feng Qing frowned, and after the eighty-one figures were one, the fingertips condensed the golden spiritual power, and thirteen stitches appeared instantly, rushing towards Feng Chunzheng, bringing a roar.

Feng Chunzheng frowned, and immediately fought with the thirteen golden needles.

Gradually, Feng Chunzheng saw fine sweat on his forehead, but Feng Qing relaxed and only controlled the golden needle from a distance.

Feng Chunzheng glanced at the stands, looking at him expectantly, Feng Nuannuan, immediately frowned, broke the golden gun to turn one into ten, knocked the thirteen needles one by one, and then looked up to the sky and yelled.

"Earth Spirit Skill, Overlord Tortoise Shell Skill."

Feng Qing controlled the thirteen stitches, and saw Feng Chun looking up to the sky and roaring, the clothes on his upper body were torn one after another, and the muscles all over his body seemed to bulge rapidly as if they had suddenly grown, and there was even a layer of blue-gray luster.

Tortoiseshell work?!

Feng Qing frowned, and controlled the golden needle towards Feng Chunzheng, but at this time, Feng Chunzheng did not use the broken golden gun to block, but directly resisted the thirteen needles with his body.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Like a thin needle falling on a silver plate, the thirteen golden needles brought a burst of subtle sparks on Feng Chunzheng's bulging muscles, making a crisp sound, and the golden needles were easily blocked by the roots, and they couldn't hurt Feng Chunzheng at all.

So hard!

Feng Qing was stunned.

What kind of exercise is this?!

"This Tyranny Tortoise Shell Skill is an immortal mid-level exercise, after I practiced it, I haven't used it yet, and now you can force me to use it, it's your honor."

Feng Chunzheng, who was originally an eighth-level spirit master, had this overlord tortoise shell skill, which was completely comparable to the peak of the spirit master.

Seeing this, Feng Qing also frowned.

This Feng Chunzheng can also be regarded as a talent, with both gold and earth systems, but there are no shortcomings in either department, all of them are at the level of an eighth-level spirit master. Originally, it was a powerful and sharp gold attack technique, and then supplemented by this defensive technique that was as hard as a tortoiseshell, both offensive and defensive, it was simply 360 degrees without dead ends.

However, Feng Qing is not a person who easily admits defeat.

On the contrary, Feng Chunzheng showed his true strength, which made Feng Qing even more excited.

The more powerful the person, the more interesting the fight!

Since thirteen stitches are useless, then roast them over fire!

Feng Qing pinched the seal by hand.

"Feng Mingjue, the first style, Feng Cry!"

Feng Qing drank lightly.

The fire phoenix accompanied by a high cry, rising to the sky, and rushing towards Feng Chunzheng with flames, Feng Chunzheng felt the surging fire spiritual power, and his brows furrowed.

"The magic of gold, the spear pierces the golden rainbow!"

The broken golden spear carried a golden rainbow, which connected with the fire phoenix, and burst open in an instant. And the gold-breaking spear was also knocked away by the force of the explosion, and was thrown far on the edge of the ring.

Feng Chunzheng just wanted to retrieve the broken golden gun, but saw that Feng Qing had already condensed the Shattered Flame Sword again, and it was another "Ming Feng Jue First Style, Feng Cry", and rushed towards Feng Chunzheng!

The two phoenix cries came one after another, not giving Feng Chunzheng time to breathe at all. Feng Chunzheng was shocked, but it was too late to make a move, so he could only turn around and resist this attack with his back.

"Boom!"

"Wow!"

The audience exclaimed, and many people stood up from their seats.

A moment later.

The flames dissipated, the smoke and dust fell to the ground, and a figure squatting in the ring became clear.

Feng Qing waved her hand to brush away the smoke and dust that flew towards her face, saw Feng Chunzheng's appearance clearly at this time, and touched her nose a little embarrassed.

At this time, Feng Chunzheng's clothes, which were originally torn by the muscles that had grown rapidly from the Tyranny Tortoise Shell Skill, had already burned under the flames of Ming Fengjue, and only some scorched black cloth remained, almost unable to stop his upper body. And Feng Chun was relying on his flesh to resist Feng Qi, which made the originally blue-gray muscles on his body burn red.

The red muscles, coupled with the charred cloth, and Feng Chunzheng was squatting and hugging himself at this time.

From a distance, it looks like a cooked meatball

Ahem, Feng Qing said that she really didn't mean to. read3;