Shen Feng shook his head and smiled

'It's not that I'm bold, it's that we don't have any other choice now, we can only win this game so that we can establish ourselves here.'

Chihu asked puzzled

"Do you want to stay here and not go out?"

Shen Feng turned his head to look at Chihu Dao

"The best way to get out of here is to gain a foothold here, we don't know each other here, do you think we can get out of here safely?"

Red Tiger said with a long oh

"I see, you're trying to get out of here from the top, you're really high."

Shen Feng nodded heavily and said

"Let's go, we should also prepare for this competition."

Then the group walked towards the residence.

But just as Shen Feng left, he felt a very familiar feeling from the crowd, but when he looked at the crowd, it was all unfamiliar faces.

"Could it be that I was so focused that I had delusions?"

He took this feeling to heart and left.

A week passed quickly, and during this time, Shen Feng had been in retreat, not taking a step out of the room, because he wanted to raise his strength to peak state.

In the early morning of the next day, with the sound of a bell, Shen Feng slowly opened his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth hooked an arc

"It's been a long time since I've been fighting, so I'll use you to practice this time."

Although Shen Feng didn't know anything about the sect here, he was still very confident in his own strength, at least in front of the cultivators of the same level, he hadn't met a real opponent yet.

Shen Feng stood up from his knees, and then pushed open the door, at this time, Chihu, Leng Meiling and Zeng Tong were already standing outside the door, Shen Feng said with a slight smile

"Let's go, let's go meet our first rays of sunshine here."

Chihu and Zeng Tong were the first to leave, followed by Shen Feng and Leng Meiling, but not long after Shen Feng walked out, a sword light shot over.

Shen Feng flashed coldly, and he dodged in an instant, he looked behind him, and at this time there was a female cultivator standing in front of him, she was wearing a mask, she couldn't see her face clearly, and the mask was also isolated from the divine sense, Shen Feng couldn't see through, he said coldly

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me?"

The masked woman didn't answer his question, just left a negative sentence and turned away.

Shen Feng was stunned for a moment, because he had many answers in his mind, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple negative man.

And Leng Meiling on the side was also confused, she looked at Shen Feng curiously

"Brother Feng, did you lose her?"

Shen Feng said speechlessly

"I don't know her at all, and besides, I only have one person in my heart, and I haven't done anything out of the ordinary, maybe she recognizes the wrong person."

Leng Meiling looked at Shen Feng with a strange gaze, and the other party didn't explain, just shook her head

"Let's go, the contest is about to begin."

Soon Shen Feng and his party came to the square, which was already full of monks from the Blue Sun Sect, and Shen Feng also felt that there were a few unkind eyes looking at him, but Shen Feng didn't pay attention to it, because everything was speaking with strength.

After a few breaths, the elders of the Blue Sun Sect also flew over from mid-air, and they sat on the platform to give an inspiring speech, of course, this was nonsense for Shen Feng and the others, and they didn't pay attention to it at all.

The speech lasted for a long time before it ended, and finally came to the competition, where the opponent was selected in the form of a lot, but this draw was different from the previous one.

I saw that the elder of the Blue Sun Sect took a large handful of bamboo sticks and threw them into the air, and then the monks below jumped up and grabbed one of the bamboo sticks.

Shen Feng and the others also quickly jumped up and grabbed their own bamboo sticks, and the numbers they grabbed were relatively large, which means that their martial arts matches were relatively backward.

That way they'll have time to observe how the monks fight here.

After the draw of lots, it was time for the jousting session, and everyone was scattered around the square, leaving a large open space in the center for the competition friars.

The monk in the first contest was a burly strong man, and the other was the masked woman who was about to assassinate Shen Feng, and Shen Feng suddenly frowned the moment he saw the masked woman.

Because he knew that the masked woman was murderous to himself, but he couldn't afford to deal with the masked woman anyway, and even found a trace of familiarity from the masked woman

"What's the situation? I shouldn't know her, I just came to the Japanese Continent, and I haven't been in contact with any women at all, could it be that this feeling is formed by her special magic? ”

Shen Feng shook his head and let himself not think about these things, and began to watch the game wholeheartedly.

I saw the burly strong man smile at the masked woman with an evil face, but the masked woman only responded to him coldly, seeing that the masked woman did not make any movements, the strong man roared and rushed towards her.

His fists brought a gust of wind, and just as the strong man was about to touch the masked woman, he suddenly stopped his punching movements, and his hand was directly fixed in the air.

Then the strong man began to look hideous, and he fell to the ground in a few breaths, and he didn't make any movements during the whole process, and this strange move also made everyone gasp.

Shen Feng frowned even more

"It's not that she didn't move, but she moved too fast, so that some monks with ordinary cultivation mistakenly thought that she didn't move, it seems that she is not a good stubble, she should be vigilant."

And when the masked woman stepped down from the stage, she deliberately glanced at Shen Feng, and Shen Feng was stunned by that vicious look, because he really couldn't understand when he provoked such a character now.

Chihu also scolded Shen Feng and said

"Brother, how do I think this woman seems to have a prejudice against you, her eyes are clearly about to kill you, are you a loser."

Shen Feng immediately glared at Chihu, and the other party hurriedly retracted his words and said

"It's okay, just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Shen Feng was out of breath now, and this feeling of confusion made him restless.

Then came the second competition.

The two monks who came on the scene this time were both holding swords, and strangely enough, one of the monks also had a mask on his face, and Chihu muttered quietly at this time

"What kind of customs are these Blue Sun Sects, why are there so many people wearing masks, have they done something unseemly in private."

Shen Feng shook his head and said that he didn't know what was going on.

As the bell rang for the competition, the emaciated monk said

"You and I are both sword cultivators, and it's also a coincidence, I hope you don't lose too badly."

And the masked monk did not answer, as if he didn't care about the emaciated monk's words at all, which made the emaciated monk's face look ugly, he frowned, stopped talking nonsense, and directly raised the sword in his hand, and said something in his mouth.

The emaciated monk's sword began to glow red, and then he rushed directly towards the masked monk, and the terrifying momentum overwhelmed the masked monk at a glance.

But the Masked Monk had no fear at all, and he still stood there straight, giving the impression that he was a great sword.

And after Shen Feng saw this person, a figure immediately appeared in his mind, and that was Xiao Long.

It was the only opponent he admired among his many opponents, and he was the only one who used a sword.

But Shen Feng knew that that person couldn't be Xiao Long, because it was so difficult to cross the Moon Continent to come to the Sun Continent.

The game on the field was still going on, and I saw the emaciated monk rushing towards the masked monk with a lot of anger, and just as he was about to die, the masked monk slowly raised the sword in his hand, and then slashed it cleanly.

The emaciated monk stopped, and he stood stunned, and then a drop of blood fell from the top of his head, and then his skin opened open, and he fell to the ground.

It was another clean blow, which caused an uproar among the monks present, and Shen Feng only admired it in his heart, but when he saw the masked man's gaze, he was stunned.

Because the masked man's gaze turned out to be provocative again, then Chihu spoke again

"I said brother, what's the situation, that masked man seems to be provoking you, do you have a grudge against the masked man, why do you look at you like this."

Shen Feng said even more speechlessly at this time

"I don't know, I can't figure out what this is going on right now."

Zeng Tong opened his mouth lightly at this time

"Don't think about this, since you want to provoke, then you can fight directly, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Shen Feng and Red Tiger agreed with his brutal methods.

The next few matches were normal, and there was no one-hit knockdown of the opponent, and it took more than an hour to determine the winner.

This also lowered the interest of the monks, and although the competition was very intense, they still wanted to see the one blow that crushed the other party.

And such a scene appeared soon after.

In the last few matches, Zeng Tong was the first to appear, and he faced a sinister-looking monk, who licked his lower lip from time to time, as if he was going to eat Zeng Tong.

However, Zeng Tong would not be afraid of such a monk, because his own cultivation was a ghost path, and he would not be afraid of such a monk at all.

Seeing the sinister monk pinching his hands, his nails growing rapidly, and it looked very hard, he rushed towards Zeng Tong after a sharp laugh.

The sinister monk opened his hands and was about to stab Zeng Tong, but Zeng Tong just waved his hand, and a black qi emanated from his hand, and then the sinister monk did not move forward by half a step.

Then he rolled his eyes and fell.

The monks in the stands exclaimed again, and Chihu also applauded happily at this time

"It's worthy of being my brother, and he knocked down the opponent with one blow, I don't know how this person probably lost, after all, my Zeng Tong brother cultivates the ghost path, the ghost path that comes and goes without a trace."

Shen Feng nodded with satisfaction when he saw this situation, because he always hoped that the people around him would become stronger, so that he would not lose them again.