The first round was soon underway.

The players who were called to the number went on the field in turn, and a total of 20 tables were set up in the field, and 20 games could be played at the same time.

On Xuantian Sect's side, except for Han Feng and Senior Brother, the rest of the people are all relatively high, that is, everyone will have a game next.

And Meng Xiong was lucky to draw the number ten, so it was his turn to play at the beginning.

When the other disciples of Xuantian Sect saw that Meng Xiong was about to appear, they all cheered him on.

Soon, everyone followed Meng Xiong to the ring at No. 10.

When everyone arrived, Meng Xiong's opponent had already appeared on the stage first.

Fei Lao glanced at the disciple on the stage, and then said: "That kid's strength is not weak, and his fighting spirit cultivation is at the third rank of the human rank, but with Meng Xiong's strength, there is naturally nothing to worry about." ”

When everyone heard what Fei Lao said, they were relieved.

At this time, Meng Xiong had already come to the stage, and the two sides first announced their names, and then started the game under the signal of a person in charge of Tiansheng Valley.

Sure enough, as Fei Lao said, Meng Xiong's opponent only had the strength of the third-rank of the human rank, and after a few rounds of the two of them, the disciple of the third-rank of the human rank obviously felt a little struggling.

Seeing this, everyone in Xuantian Sect cheered, and Han Feng also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, this was the first game of Xuantian Sect, and if he lost, it would be a very heavy blow to others.

Fortunately, Meng Xiong really lived up to expectations, and after a few moves, the disciple of the third rank of the human rank had been forced by Meng Xiong to turn a little pale, obviously in the face of Meng Xiong's stormy attack, the fighting spirit was no longer able to support it.

Seeing this, Han Feng also shook his head slightly, the Tyrant Flame Battle Heavenly Technique that Meng Xiong had cultivated was a very domineering high-level mental technique. Once he unleashed it, Meng Xiong will only get stronger and stronger, so there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

Meng Xiong's opponent was obviously facing such an offensive technique for the first time, so he was naturally defeated quickly.

The match quickly ended with Meng Xiong's victory. The disciple who was defeated by Meng Xiong also ended up very helplessly.

Coming to the field, the victorious Meng Xiong couldn't help grinning.

And the next one to appear is Duan Le, but there is still some time before the game, so Lin Yue also took advantage of this emptiness to let everyone carefully observe the players in the other rings around him.

Without waiting for Lin Yue to say, Han Feng had already noticed the surroundings, but at present, there didn't seem to be any players who were too worthy of his attention.

At present, the highest strength of these people in the first round is a fifth-grade player except for Meng Xiong, and his opponent is a guy who only has the strength of a second-rank person.

Obviously, this guy's luck was not good, and he was defeated by the fifth-rank player in a few rounds, and walked off the stage with a sad face.

After that, there were several rounds of competition, but it was still not Duan Le's turn.

However, Han Feng saw a person who made him noteworthy.

This person Han Feng also had several encounters, and there was a lot of conflict between the two, and this person was Yin Bingxin of the Heavenly Saint Valley.

And this Yin Bingxin's opponent is obviously very afraid of the prestige of the Heavenly Saint Valley, and he knows that Yin Bingxin is the strongest disciple of the generation of the Heavenly Saint Valley, so as soon as he came to the stage, he was a little timid, and he didn't dare to confront Yin Bingxin head-on, but he kept hiding in the East Hiding Province.

The rest of the Xuantian Sect also found Yin Bingxin's traces, and they all looked towards her ring.

At this time, it was obvious that Yin Bingxin was also very annoyed by the fear of the opponent in front of her, her delicate pretty face couldn't help but be full of frost, and her good-looking eyebrows were also wrinkled, and she immediately snorted coldly, and her body moved.

In the blink of an eye, she came to the opponent's side, and without looking at the opponent's surprised expression, her slender hand was stretched, and a fierce fighting spirit burst out from her palm.

Yin Bingxin's opponent's strength is actually not bad, and with his strength, with his strength, he may be able to enter the third round if he is lucky.

It's a pity that he met Yin Bingxin, who had a very high call to win the championship in the first round, and he was afraid of the opponent's strength as soon as he came up, so he was slapped by Yin Bingxin at this moment, and he didn't check it for a while, this poor player was directly knocked out of the ring, and he had a big foreign appearance.

Seeing this, Meng Xiong, who was standing beside Han Feng, couldn't help but say: "That guy is really useless, he doesn't even have the courage to fight that girl, it's really embarrassing for us men!"

Han Feng looked at Yin Bingxin in the field, shook his head and said: "This Yin Bingxin is very strong, and she was angry in our sect before, so if she encounters it, she will definitely be angry with you, if you are really invincible, it is best to admit defeat immediately, so as not to be ruthless by the other party." ”

Hearing Han Feng say this, Meng Xiong wanted to refute a few words, but Han Feng immediately glared at him fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten that when you fought with her that time, if it wasn't for Fei Lao's timely action, you would still be standing here intact now!"

Being reprimanded by Han Feng like this, Meng Xiong remembered the original situation and couldn't help lowering his head in frustration.

On the other side, Senior Brother Ye Fan glanced at Yin Bingxin, and then asked, "Senior Brother Han, if you are against this Yin Bingxin, are you sure to win her?"

There were not many people in the sect who knew Han Feng's true strength, except for the sect master and a few elders, that is, his master Lin Yue, as well as Meng Xiong and Lin Feiyun.

As for the others, what they knew more about Han Feng was that he had brought back two Heaven Rank powerhouses.

Of course, when they first learned that Han Feng was also going to participate in this conference, many disciples were also unconvinced, but the sect master told them that Han Feng's strength was stronger than Meng Xiong's, and he was personally recognized by Meng Xiong.

Everyone knew Meng Xiong's surname and knew that he couldn't lie, and with the sect master speaking personally, everyone had no opinion.

At this time, after several disciples saw that Meng Xiong was reprimanded by Han Feng, they didn't have any temper at all, and they were also surprised in their hearts.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Fan couldn't help but ask Han Feng, in fact, he also wanted to know in his heart how much ability the junior disciple in front of him who had been out for nearly two years and had not returned.

Han Feng had also noticed the doubts in the hearts of these disciples a long time ago, and originally wanted to ignore them, but obviously if he didn't give them an explanation, it would definitely affect everyone's future competition.

Seeing that the other disciples were also looking at him curiously at this time, Han Feng had no choice but to speak, "She is not my opponent!"

Hiss!

Hearing Han Feng say this, everyone took a slight breath.

What kind of strength is this Yin Bingxin, a human-level ninth-grade martial artist, and a proud disciple carefully cultivated by the Heavenly Saint Valley, he must have countless high-level martial arts on his body.

This kind of strength must be valued wherever it is placed.

But Han Feng's understatement just now didn't seem to take the most outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Sacred Valley generation in his eyes at all.

If Han Feng wasn't too arrogant, it didn't mean that his strength had reached the ninth rank of the human rank, or even the peak of the human rank!

Ye Fan and the other unfamiliar disciples all looked at Han Feng with a stunned expression at this time, while the latter looked indifferent, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"Senior Brother Han, is it ...... Your fighting spirit has reached the peak of the human rank?" Ye Fan found that he was a little knotted when he spoke, obviously he also understood that it was impossible for Han Feng to say big things at this time, so he chose to believe the latter.

The pinnacle of human rank?

Hearing Ye Fan ask, Han Feng smiled slightly and replied ambiguously, "Sort of!"

When Ye Fan heard this, he was a little confused, what do you mean?

However, Han Feng didn't explain anymore, and after a while, it was finally Duan Le's turn to play.

Usually Meng Xiong and Duan Le are the best, but seeing that Duan Le was a little nervous at this time, he couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the shoulder, and said angrily: "Come on, believe in yourself, even if we lose, we won't blame you!"

Lin Feiyun, who was on the side, heard Meng Xiong say this, and couldn't help kicking Meng Xiong angrily, and said angrily: "How can you cheer people up like this." ”

As he spoke, ignoring Meng Xiong's embarrassed expression, he turned his head to Duan Le and said, "Senior Brother Duan, you have to work hard and beat the opponent to the ground." ”

As she spoke, Lin Feiyun raised her small fist.

Encouraged by everyone, Duan Le also raised his confidence and strode into the ring.

However, when everyone saw Duan Le's opponent, there was a helpless sigh on their faces.

Han Feng looked at Duan Le's opponent and shook his head slightly, he didn't expect it to be a disciple of the Flame Pavilion.

The bright red dress and the mark on the chest all prove the strength of the other party.

This person is Yan Kai of the Flame Pavilion, and he is the third in strength among the ten participating disciples of the Flame Pavilion this time, and I heard that this guy's fighting spirit has entered the seventh rank of the human rank.

Such strength is far from something that Duan Le can fight against.

Sure enough, Duan Le, who had just come to the stage, saw that his opponent turned out to be Yan Kai of the Flame Pavilion, and the confidence he had just mentioned suddenly shrank back, and his face was even more depressed.

Seeing Duan Le's appearance, Yan Kai on the other side also grinned and said, "Boy, you are not my opponent, I think it is better for you to admit defeat obediently, so as not to get injured later!"

Yan Kai has always had no scruples when he spoke, but this time he was kind enough to remind him, but it was very harsh in Duan Le's ears.

Stimulated by the other party like this, Duan Le raised his courage and said: "How do you know the result if you haven't fought before, don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

When Yan Kai heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, but then he smiled and said: "Hehe, boy, I kindly remind you that once my flame combat skill is used, it will be difficult to control, and then your little arm and leg will be broken, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As he spoke, Yan Kai's fighting spirit suddenly mentioned, and a fighting spirit suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and the surrounding temperature began to become hot because of his fighting energy.

"Boy, be careful!" Yan Kai let out a low snort, kicked his footsteps, and his entire body shot up, rushing towards Duan Le in the blink of an eye.

(To be continued)