The wide-faced middle-aged man and Senior Brother Hu also laughed when they heard that the second round of the competition was speed.

That Heavenly Machine Sect monk knew at a glance that he was an ordinary Jindan monk, and no matter how fast he was, he would not be faster than Senior Brother Han.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Liang or Han Fei, who is faster?" a Jindan monk asked, pointing to the two people in the field.

"I don't know Senior Brother Liang's speed, but I've seen Han Fei's speed."

"Senior brother, is Han Fei's speed fast?" Many monks looked at him one after another.

"Han Fei once caught up with a seventh-order demon leopard that had escaped." The monk said slowly.

The other monks heard that Han Fei had once caught up with a seventh-order demon leopard, and none of them were talking.

They looked at Liang Zicheng with sympathetic expressions, a monk who could catch up with the seventh-order demon leopard was definitely not something that Liang Zicheng could compare.

"Qi Yu Zhenjun, I have already placed the stone in front of the mountain gate." The monk said respectfully.

"The competition begins". With the order of the Light Spirit True Monarch, neither of them dared to delay, and each performed thaumaturgy. Light body technique, wind resistance technique.

Han Fei's figure quickly ran forward, and soon disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Along the way, Han Fei used his speed to the limit, and soon after he came to the mountain gate, and then saw a stone placed in front of the mountain gate.

"Huh, why is this stone a little different?" Han Fei looked at the stone strangely, as if he felt that this stone was a little different.

But soon he directly picked up this stone and ran towards the cave of the Light Spirit True Monarch.

Maybe he didn't look at it carefully, so he felt that the stone was a little different.

Soon Han Fei had already come to the cave mansion of the Light Spirit True Monarch, he took a careful look ahead, and did not notice that Liang Zicheng had arrived, so he relieved his heart, he was definitely the one who won this second round.

"Han Fei's speed is so fast, he actually arrived in such a short time." One of the monks said in shock.

"Senior Brother Liang doesn't know where it is yet, it seems that it is Han Fei who won this round."

Han Fei was very proud when he heard the discussions of many monks, in his opinion, the second round had already been won by him.

Not long after, Liang Zicheng came to the cave of the Light Spirit True Monarch slowly.

Qingling Zhenjun glanced at the two of them, and then said, "Take out the stone in your hands."

When Han Fei heard this, he immediately took out the stone in his hand.

"This stone, how is it a little different.." One of the monks seemed to notice something different about the stone.

"Could it be that you knocked a little bit on the road"?

"Why is the stone in Senior Brother Liang's hand more like the stone of Zhenjun?" A monk looked at the stone in Liang Zicheng's hand strangely.

After Han Fei heard this, he also looked at the stone in Liang Zicheng's hand, and the first time he saw the stone, Han Fei's face immediately changed.

Qingling Zhenjun glanced at the stone in the hands of the two, and then said, "Liang Zicheng wins."

"Obviously, Han Fei came back first, how could it be that Liang Zicheng won?" a monk asked strangely.

"In the second round of competition, the stone was brought back first, and Han Fei took a fake stone."

"This Han Fei's speed is so fast, I don't even know how to distinguish the truth of the stone."

"I gave up the second round to Uncle Liang in vain."

Han Fei heard these monks' discussions, his hands clenched tightly, and he didn't say a word.

"Please ask Zhenjun to solve the question". Liang Zicheng stood up at this time.

Qingling Zhenjun glanced at the two of them, and then said to Han Fei, "Are you ready?"

"Qiyu Zhenjun, my nephew is ready." Han Fei said immediately.

"The third round is more than the coercion of the divine sense, the two of you release the coercion of the divine sense at the same time, and whoever knocks the other person down first wins."

After finishing speaking, Qingling Zhenjun looked at Han Fei: "Senior nephew Han, if you fail this game, there is no need to continue the later competition."

"Zhenjun rest assured, my nephew will definitely win this game." Han Fei's face was full of confidence.

The speed just now, but he didn't distinguish clearly for a while, let Liang Zicheng take advantage of the loophole, and now in terms of divine sense coercion, Liang Zicheng is definitely not his opponent.

"Okay, let's stand in the middle." Light Spirit True Monarch then said.

The two of them saluted the Light Spirit True Monarch, and then walked to the center. Some of the foundation building monks and qi cultivators retreated one after another.

"Who is the power of Uncle Liang and Han Fei's divine sense?" a monk asked curiously.

"Uncle Liang has just been married for a long time, and he is the Five Elements Spirit Root, and Han Fei has been the Heavenly Spirit Root for five years, so Han Fei is powerful."

"Han Fei also has a True Monarch Master, and he must have taken Divine Sense Treasures on a regular basis."

"It seems that Uncle Liang lost this game."

"I don't know what the fourth game is, whether Uncle Liang can win the fourth game."

"The competition begins". As the voice of the Light Spirit True Monarch fell, Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion immediately pressed towards the other party.

Han Fei saw Liang Zicheng release the coercion, and he also hurriedly released the coercion and began to resist.

The monk on the other side was just an ordinary monk in the early stages of Yudan. Han Fei never believed it, he often took some magic pills, and there was also the Yuanying True Monarch Master, but he couldn't compare to him.

The momentum on the two of them is increasing, and the coercion is also enveloping each other at the first time. Soon, the two of them met in the middle of the Jindan Divine Sense. It's just that to Han Fei's surprise, Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion is actually even more powerful than his.

The Qi Cultivators and Foundation Cultivators around them retreated one after another after Liang Zicheng and Han Fei released their coercion.

Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion was pressing towards Han Fei step by step, and Han Fei's divine sense coercion was retreating.

Han Fei looked at Liang Zicheng in surprise, not understanding why Liang Zicheng's divine sense was so powerful.

This Jindan monk is so young, he must have just entered the Jindan monk for a short time. But why does a monk who has just entered the Jindan stage have such a strong divine sense of coercion.

The coercion of this Jindan monk is even more powerful than that of a monk who often eats elixirs.

"How can I feel Han Fei's coercion, and I'm retreating one after another?" A Jindan monk looked at the two people in the audience in surprise.

"Han Fei is a master with a Yuan Ying True Monarch, how can his divine sense be so easy to retreat."

"Look, Han Fei has stabilized, and his divine sense is pressing towards Liang Zicheng step by step." One of the monks pointed to the two men in the room.

I saw that at this time, Han Fei's divine sense coercion was pressing towards Liang Zicheng step by step, and Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion was retreating.

"If it goes on like this, Uncle Liang may be defeated." A monk then spoke.

"Han Fei deserves to have grown up eating panacea, his divine sense is really powerful."

A monk screamed strangely, then pointed to the middle and said, "Why is it that Han Fei's divine sense is losing ground again now?"

"Strange"? Many monks showed puzzled expressions, and the coercion of their divine senses was either evenly matched by either the two sides, or one person was powerful.

But how could there be a moment when Liang Zicheng's divine sense was powerful, and for a while Han Fei was powerful.

Qingling Zhenjun looked at Shen Xiaoning at this time, and saw that he didn't look worried at all when he looked at the field.

"Ning'er, why aren't you nervous at all?" Qingling Zhenjun asked strangely.

"Everything depends on the master, what is there to be nervous about." Shen Xiaoning said slowly.

"Yes". Qingling Zhenjun nodded, and then looked at the field.

Han Fei was also very puzzled at the moment, when he used all his strength, his divine sense coercion was defeated and retreated, and when he left a little strength, Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion was defeated and retreated.

The wide-faced middle-aged man looked at Han Fei suspiciously, not understanding why this was the case.

"What's going on?" The wide-faced middle-aged man looked at Senior Brother Hu.

Senior Brother Hu glanced at Han Fei, and then said, "Senior Brother Han, this is teasing that monk."

The wide-faced middle-aged man looked at Han Fei and Liang Zicheng, and suddenly felt that Han Fei was teasing Liang Zicheng.

The wide-faced middle-aged man sighed, and then said: "Senior Brother Han has already lost two games, why don't you win the third round in one fell swoop."

"Senior Brother Han's character, it's not that you don't know, and you can't listen to persuasion at all." Senior Brother Hu also sighed.

At this moment, Liang Zicheng's divine sense coercion was pressing towards Han Fei step by step, and Han Fei's divine sense coercion was retreating.

Soon, the divine sense coercion once again came not far from Han Fei, just when many monks thought that the divine sense coercion was about to fly towards Liang Zicheng again.

Immediately after that, a terrifying coercion came again, Han Fei was a little difficult to resist the coercion just now, how could he take the even more terrifying coercion now.

Before Han Fei could make any moves, he was directly pressed to the ground by this coercion, and he couldn't make any movements. Several mouthfuls of blood also spat out of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Han.." The wide-faced middle-aged man and Senior Brother Hu hurriedly ran in front of Han Fei.

"Senior Brother Han, are you okay?" Senior Brother Hu immediately asked.

"I'm fine?" Han Fei glared at Liang Zicheng fiercely.

A monk sighed, and then said: "This Han Fei is also really, he can directly win the competition, but he has not won it, and he has been directly given the opportunity to counterattack by Uncle Liang." ”

"Ceded". Liang Zicheng hugged Han Fei with a fist.

"Hmph". Han Fei snorted, and then said to the wide-faced middle-aged man, "Let's go...".

Qingling Zhenjun glanced at Shen Xiaoning on the side, and found that a smile actually appeared on her face at this time.

She really didn't understand how Shen Xiaoning, a monk with a Heavenly Spirit Root, could fall in love with an ordinary monk with a Fifth Spiritual Root.

"Let's go..". After the Light Spirit True Monarch finished speaking, he flew directly towards the cave mansion.

When Liang Zicheng saw it, he immediately shouted loudly: "Zhenjun, our Senior Sister Shen..."

"Hmph". Qingling Zhenjun snorted heavily, and then said without looking back: "Don't worry, after March, I will hold a double cultivation ceremony for the two of you."

"Ning'er go..". At this time, Qingling Zhenjun found that Shen Xiaoning was still standing there and did not move, so he immediately drank it again.

Shen Xiaoning nodded to Liang Zicheng, and then followed the Light Spirit True Monarch to his cave mansion.