"Gao Ye wins!"

The old man in white on the side nodded with satisfaction while announcing it, and he also recognized Gao Ye's strength.

When the old man announced the results, everyone in the audience didn't seem to come back to their senses. That's how easy it is, isn't it?

When Gao Ye said that he would use all his strength, just three moves forced Gao Xu to admit defeat and surrender, this Gao Ye is too strong, right?

Many people present had only heard of Gao Ye's reputation, but they had never seen Gao Ye make a move. When I saw this scene today, I was too shocked in my heart.

Gao Peng's face was solemn, he looked at the chubby figure on the stage, and muttered, "Cousin Gao Ye, you are really my strongest opponent!"

Although his martial arts cultivation was far stronger than Gao Ye, in the battle between the two, Gao Peng did not have much of the upper hand, and he was still very jealous of Gao Ye.

Gao Ye's super soul talent is also favored by many elders in the clan, so the elders in the clan will be divided into two factions, one supports Gao Peng, and the other supports Gao Ye.

"Agreed, cousin Gao Xu. Gao Ye arched his hand at Gao Xu and said politely.

There is no knot between Gao Ye and Gao Xu, they get along quite well, and they will say hello to each other when they meet, so Gao Ye did not make a heavy hand, and the point stopped.

Gao Xu smiled bitterly and said, "Cousin Gao Ye is really strong, admire, cousin is convinced." ”

With the end of the competition between Gao Ye and Gao Xu, Gao Ye also entered the first round of Zuihou with a record of 2 to 1 and competed for the championship with Gao Peng.

The round of zuihou was also held in the afternoon, so when the old man in white announced, everyone in the audience gradually dispersed.

Mu Feng followed Gao Ye and the others back to the courtyard where they lived.

"Brother Mu, does your injury affect the competition in the afternoon?" Gao Ye asked with some concern.

"Don't worry. Brother Gao, I'm fine. Mu Feng said with a smile.

Looking at Mu Feng's relaxed appearance, Gao Ye was also relieved, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Wei.

"I'll do my best in the afternoon. Cheng Wei didn't have much confidence, after all, there was still a certain gap between himself and the Fan brothers, and if he won Gao Peng, he could directly admit defeat.

"It's a tough battle in the afternoon! It's best to be able to draw Fan Changming from Brother Gao, and then Brother Mu will draw Fan Changsheng, so that you can win 2 to 1. Bao Zheng's face was also a little solemn, and the duel in the afternoon was more difficult than in the morning.

"If it's a senior brother vs. Gao Peng. I fight Fan Changming, Cheng Wei fights Fan Changsheng, what are our chances of winning?" Mu Feng frowned and asked.

"Sicheng!" Gao Ye said without hesitation, if it was Bao Zheng who was going to fight. is sixty percent, and now their Cheng Wei. It's a short board. No matter which of the three opponents is drawn, it is sure to lose.

"Forty percent?" Mu Feng muttered, the odds weren't high.

"Have you ever thought about the worst lottery result? That is, Brother Gao won Fan Changsheng, Brother Mu won Gao Peng, and Cheng Wei won Fan Changming. Bao Zheng said even more worriedly.

Such a lottery result is definitely the worst lottery result for Mu Feng and others, the strongest against the weakest. The strong against the strongest, the weakest against the strongest, such a draw result is likely to cause Gao Ye to lose with a 1-2 record, thus ranking second in the clan martial arts. Completely disqualified from competing with Gao Peng for the heir of the clan.

"It can't be so unlucky. Cheng Wei saw that the atmosphere was a little dull, and he also wanted to adjust it, so he joked, but Mu Feng and the three of them still looked dignified, and the duel in the afternoon was indeed a little difficult, after all, the strength of the other three was extremely strong, and the weakest Fan Changsheng was no worse than Gong Ling.

"Don't overthink it, let's get some rest. Gao Ye said. Although the duel in the afternoon is a little not optimistic, there is no haode way now, you can only recuperate first, and compete with Gao Peng and others in the afternoon.

In the room, Mu Feng sat on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, the Yanyang Overlord in his body was running, and dozens of Xuanli Pills were turned into rolling Xuanli under the refining of the Yanyang Overlord, filling Mu Feng's limbs and five bones.

With the replenishment of the Xuanli Pill, all the Xuanli power consumed during the battle with Gong Ling this morning has also been restored. The half-month retreat before the clan martial arts meeting allowed Mu Feng to completely open up the fourteenth meridian of the Yanyang Hegemony Technique, so that although his Xuan Power cultivation has not improved, his actual combat power has still been significantly enhanced.

The effect of the Xuanling Silver Body Technique is also extremely obvious, and if it weren't for the Xuanling Silver Body Technique, if it weren't for the Xuanling Silver Body Technique, if you want to win the other party, you will need to spend a greater price.

As for the Xuanling Sword Technique, although the power of the ground-level martial arts is amazing, Mu Feng is not at the point of last resort, and he does not want to use this kind of martial arts. Because with his current strength, once he uses this kind of martial arts, he will definitely have a period of weakness after that. It would have been better when he was in the Mu clan, but now outside, having such a period of weakness has undoubtedly added a lot of danger to himself.

In addition to these, Mu Feng also has one of the biggest reliances, that is, the Nine Shadows Transformation Void Step he has cultivated has condensed the sixth afterimage, and Mu Feng is confident in his body method, even if he can't defeat the other party, if he wants to escape or hide, he can choose calmly.

Mu Feng knows that in fact, this afternoon's showdown is a victory or a defeat, and the most important thing is to depend on his performance, because no matter who Gao Ye draws, even if he draws Gao Peng, the chances of winning are not small, and Cheng Wei is basically a losing game, so the decision depends on his performance.

It's better to say something about the Fan brothers when they draw it, Mu Feng still has some confidence in his heart, and if he draws Gao Peng, he doesn't have much certainty. Through several contacts with Gao Peng, although he didn't see Gao Peng make a move, Mu Feng could feel that this person's strength was very strong.

The younger generation of this Strange Soul City is much higher than Mu Cheng's overall level. In addition to Gong Xuan and Lan Xingling, only Gao Ye, Gao Peng, Gong Ling and others are much stronger than Mucheng.

However, no matter who is drawn this afternoon, Mu Feng will not be able to back down, but must win. Thinking of this, Mu Feng also put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and immersed himself in cultivation again.

......

The cultivation ground of the Gao clan was already crowded, and the crowd of black oppressors all turned their eyes to the stone platform in the middle of the cultivation ground.

On the stone platform, in addition to the old man who presided over the competition, there were also six young figures. Although the six people were young, everyone could feel that the aura of each figure was not weak.

"Cousin Gao Ye, Zuihou is still a contest between us. Gao Peng smiled faintly, but his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Gao Ye looked at him without fear, and also smiled, and said, "Cousin Gao Peng, you are still so confident. ”

The eyes of the two intertwined, and there was a faint flicker of electricity.

The many clan elders on the high platform looked at the two and shook their heads incessantly. Both of them are extremely talented geniuses of the Gao clan, but these two have been fighting since their ancestors, and in their generation, they are even more undying. Otherwise, the Gao clan would have overwhelmed the Bafang Hall and become the number one shili under the Soul Master Alliance.

"Let's draw lots. The old man in white on the stage looked at the two, sighed in his heart, and said.

The results of the draw were soon revealed on the big screen. In the first game, Cheng Wei played against Fan Changsheng, in the second game, Gao Ye played against Fan Changming, and in the third game, Mu Feng fought against Gao Peng.

Cheng Wei glanced at Gao Ye, and a wry smile appeared on his face, the result of this lottery was only a little better than the worst result.

As soon as the results of the lottery appeared, the surrounding people also began to discuss, and the whispers spread quickly.

"This signing seems to be more beneficial to Gao Peng, at least Gao Peng has a better chance of winning two games. ”

"Although this Mu Feng is strong, there is still a certain gap between him and Gao Peng, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to match Gao Peng. ”

"The main thing is that Gao Ye has Cheng Wei's shortcomings here, and his strength is obviously not as good as Fan Changsheng, so it seems that Gao Ye's situation is a little bad. ”

......

Listening to the many discussions around him, Cheng Wei blushed and said, "Master Gao, I will definitely do my best." ”

"It's okay, just do your best. Gao Ye patted Cheng Wei's shoulder, and there was no disappointment on his face.

"Cousin Gao Ye, it seems that luck is not on your side?" Gao Peng laughed, this lottery result was already extremely ideal for him.

"Cousin Gao Peng, the results haven't come out yet, are you a little too happy?" Gao Ye said with a sneer.

"Then let the facts do the talking. Gao Peng and Fan Changming swept off the stone platform with a smug face.

"Just do your best. Gao Ye also comforted Cheng Wei, and then returned to the seat with Mu Feng.

In addition to the old man who presided over the competition, only Fan Changsheng and Cheng Wei were left.

Fan Changsheng looked at Cheng Wei and didn't rush to make a move, but grinned a little lazily: "Cheng Wei, the last time we fought should have been in the Yincheng Qingjun Tournament a year ago." ”

Fan Changsheng was already skinny, and when he grinned like this, his whole face looked gloomy and cold. The Yin City Youth Tournament he mentioned was also an event held in Yin City, not far from Strange Soul City. At that time, Cheng Wei had not yet advanced to the middle stage of the Great Perfection of the Formation Realm, and when he met Fan Changsheng on the martial platform, he was shot down by the latter after only three moves in his hand, and he was also injured a lot.

Fan Changsheng's intention in mentioning this matter was precisely to disturb Cheng Wei's mind, but obviously his purpose was also achieved, and a trace of panic flashed on Cheng Wei's face.

"You said that this time you will hold on to a few moves in my hands, three moves, five moves?" Fan Changsheng said in a sinister manner.

Cheng Wei's mood was completely disturbed by Fan Changsheng, in order to prevent Fan Changsheng from continuing to speak, he stepped out suddenly, and a majestic Xuan Force fluctuation swept out, and the whole person came to Fan Changsheng's side in an instant, his right palm clenched, and a punch burst out.

"Yes, some improvement. Fan Changsheng said unhurriedly, and when Cheng Wei's fist swept over, he poked out his right palm, skillfully pushed Cheng Wei away, and put the two fingers of his left hand together and poked towards Cheng Wei's chest. (To be continued......)