Shen Feng looked at the red hair that was slowly squeezing in, and he saw a glimmer of hope, only to see that he put away the aura in his body and put all the magic weapons into his storage bag.

Then he sat cross-legged on the spot, a scene that only the blood hair could see, and his eyes were wide open at this time, revealing a deep doubt

"What is this kid doing, he actually gave up resistance, could it be that he has already decided that he is going to lose, but it can be seen from his previous battles that this person is not the one who admits defeat so easily."

At this time, he also couldn't understand Shen Feng's approach, because only Shen Feng could understand this method.

Soon the red trap became smaller and smaller, and it touched Shen Feng's body, and a fierce squeezing force spread throughout Shen Feng's body.

At the same time, there was also a snapping sound from Shen Feng's bones, as if he was about to squash Shen Feng at any time.

At this time, Shen Feng's whole body was bulging, and the speed of blood flow began to increase, but Shen Feng did not use any aura to resist.

Even now that there are beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, he is gritting his teeth and insisting, and the blood hair on the outside is even more puzzled at this time, which is completely inconsistent with his cognition, because every time he uses this move, his opponent begins to roar bitterly.

Then they all began to resist with all their might, and Shen Feng was the only one he met who gave up resistance, and he didn't use any aura to give up resistance.

But after ten breaths, Bloodfur began to be stunned, because he found that Shen Feng was able to resist the squeezing force of his red prison, which could no longer shrink by half a point.

Seeing this situation, Shen Feng squeezed out the words from between his teeth and spread them throughout the competition venue

"Are you so capable, it's too weak, it's not enough for me to tickle."

Blood Mao also lost his mind after hearing this, if a normal person can analyze that there must be something greasy here, this is obviously a radical method.

But at this moment, the blood hair has lost this ability to think, he only knows that he is being humiliated, and he wants to put the other party to death at all costs.

I saw that the blood hair pinched the trick again in his hand, and a red light flew out of his hand, and these red lights went straight to the red prison, and soon the red prison turned dark red.

As the color changed, so did his tenacity, and slowly it began to show signs of contraction, and the bloodhair finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that I should have thought too much, this kid is just pretending, hum, I want you to taste the taste of lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot."

When the red trap squeezed two inches, Shen Feng's body was completely fit with the trap at this time, and now he was under great pressure, if he used spiritual power, it would be okay.

Maybe with the support of spiritual power, his burden would be smaller, but Shen Feng didn't do this, just because he had a plan in his heart, that is, through this level of squeezing, his physical strength would take another step.

Of course, Bloodfur didn't know his plan, he only thought that Shen Feng had given up resistance, and he was already waiting for victory to be declared.

Time passed again, half a stick of incense, the red prison squeezed another two inches, and the blood hair saw that Shen Feng in the prison was already motionless, so he shouted towards the presiding seat

"Hey, hurry up and announce who won, or this person will be abolished, and if someone dies, don't blame me."

He said this completely superfluous, if he had been replaced by an ordinary monk, then this level of squeezing would have been dead, and it would be too late to say such a thing now.

The monk in the chair glanced at the elder, and the elder shook his head, and the monk in the chair shouted in a loud voice

"The game goes on, and the winner is scored."

Blood Mao's brows furrowed at this time, because he knew that the Sun God Sect would not easily let the monk die in his own sect, so the elder acquiesced in this matter, which could only prove that the elder was still optimistic about Shen Feng, at least he didn't think that the current Shen Feng was in danger of his life.

Bloodfur waited in apprehension, and he began to have a bad premonition

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, if he can resist my red prison with the strength of his physical body, then the power of his physical body is too terrifying."

"His supernatural powers are already very powerful, if he has this terrifying physical power again, then when he grows up, he will become a dominant existence in the cultivation realm."

Thinking of this, Bloodhair already had a killing intent towards Shen Feng, he stood up from the spot suddenly, and then bit the tip of his tongue, blood-red silk threads emerged from him, and his face turned pale.

At this point, the color of the red trap changes again, and it begins to squeeze slowly, and the speed of squeezing is getting faster and faster.

Seeing this, Bloodfur laughed, but after a dozen breaths passed, the red trap became smaller and smaller, and Bloodfur was completely stunned.

Because he found that the outline of a monk appeared on the trapped prison, he didn't have to think about it to know that this outline belonged to Shen Feng, and the appearance of the outline could only mean that Shen Feng's physical strength was stronger than that of the trapped prison.

Seeing this, the blood hair spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

After a few more breaths, Shen Feng broke free from the prison with a loud roar, and as the prison exploded directly, Bloodhair's body also convulsed a few times, and fell directly to the ground.

Shen Feng looked at his body excitedly, the unprecedented power that made him indulge in it, and then he spoke

"Bloodfur really thank you for giving me this opportunity, I want to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed the bloody hair that had fallen to the ground, he blinked, and then looked around, and the monks around him had the same expressions as him.

They didn't expect that the bloodthirsty blood hair would be angry to death, this kind of thing didn't happen before, but when it appeared in front of their eyes, it was still unbelievable.

After that, the monk who presided over the table said after coughing dryly

"Shen Feng won this competition, and Xuemao's death had nothing to do with him, it was completely accidental."

Shen Feng was also relieved after hearing this, after all, the Sun God Sect did not slander him because of Shen Feng's background.

Shen Feng walked down from the competition stage comfortably, feeling very happy, first, his physical strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and second, he forced the blood hair to death, and he didn't have to worry about being held accountable.

After he stepped down, Aaron stepped forward to congratulate him

"Brother Shen is really powerful, and he can easily deal with this bloodthirsty demon, it seems that you haven't used all your strength yet."

Shen Feng said with a slight smile

"It's just luck."

After he chatted with Ah Long for a few words, it was the other party's turn to play, and Shen Feng didn't watch, but ran to the Red Tiger and their auditions.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Chihu greeting him

"Brother, here."

Shen Feng hurriedly ran over, and then told Chihu about his competition, and Chihu gave a thumbs up and praised him again and again after listening

"Amazing, it seems that you are the champion of this competition."

Shen Feng was also in a good mood, so he laughed

"It would be better if we could win the championship, so that our goal will be achieved."

After that, Xiao Long and several people also ran over, they had already finished the competition, and this time except for Xiao Long who met a more powerful opponent, the others did not encounter any obstacles.

Chihu patted Shen Feng on the shoulder and said

"Brother, let me tell you, this Xiao Long is also powerful, you don't know how strong the opponent he met this time is, it is said that this time he is the top three seeded players."

"And that series of weird moves, it's really not something that ordinary people can deal with, Xiao Long just used a few swords to knock the other party to the ground, it's really a feast for the eyes."

Shen Feng looked in Xiao Long's direction, and then said with a smile

"Brother Xiao seems to have improved a lot."

Xiao Long looked at Shen Feng and said sincerely

"Actually, I can improve so much, thanks to you, it is your rapid improvement that gives me a lot of pressure, so that I will train harder."

"And I feel like I'm going to break through, and when the game is over, I'm going to retreat and break through to the Yudan realm."

At this time, everyone was also excited, and they were all happy that Xiao Long could have the opportunity to ascend to the Jiedan realm.

They chatted again, and soon the round was over, and they had a day to recuperate, as it was noticeably more intense than the previous ones.

Shen Feng and the others returned to their rooms to meditate and rest, and they did not continue to chat, because the next game would be even more cruel than this one.

The overall strength of the monk will be stronger, and if he does not raise his cultivation to the peak state, then it is very likely that he will be defeated.

As time slowly passed, the entire Sun God Sect fell into silence, and as soon as the day dawned, it would return to a lively state.

During this time, the four elders and the sect master sat together to discuss, and Elder Chiyang said

"Sect Master, in my opinion, there are a few more suitable monks to become your personal disciples in this competition, but until the end, I can't judge which one is accurate."

Sect Master Bai Yang nodded and said

"Yes, I'm also observing the performance of these monks, and I have a few candidates in my heart, but until the end, I really can't tell who is the one who will appear in the end."

"But there is one named Shen Feng among them, it's quite interesting, he can actually kill a bloodthirsty monk like Blood Mao, it seems that he still has some ability."

After saying that, the elder and the sect master both laughed together.

Because before that, Blood Mao had also participated in such competitions, and there were not a few who died under his hands on the stage, which also gave the Sun God Sect a headache.

Because every time the blood hair can find a legitimate reason to quibble, and the sect behind him is also powerful, they can only turn a blind eye.

With Shen Feng's move this time, this solved a big trouble for them.

The day passed quickly, and Shen Feng and the others stood up from the cross-knee state, and the few of them glanced at each other and walked towards the arena.

It soon became lively, with all the monks heading in the same direction, including those who had been eliminated, and although they could no longer participate in the competition, they could appear as spectators.

Accumulating experience from other people's battles is also an invisible progress, and for such a big competition, they are also looking forward to seeing who will win in the end.

After all, they will have the capital to talk about later.

After the half-burnt incense rang from the bell, the elders and sect masters flew over from a distance, and they sat down one after another, followed by short words.

After that, at the signal of the elders, the competition officially began.

Although the number of monks who participated in this battle was small, each of them could be regarded as elites, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Each match took a little longer than the previous one, because the duel between the masters was not so easy to decide.

Soon it was Shen Feng's turn, and this time his opponent was a bloodthirsty vampire bat, and he glanced at the other party and withdrew his gaze, striding towards the arena.