"I don't accept it! I have to fight again!" Xu Sheng roared with red eyes.

"Bold! presumptuous!" Yue Hui reprimanded solemnly, "It's just that your skills are not as good as others, can't you afford to lose? The victory and defeat have been divided, there is no need to say more, otherwise you will be expelled from the Tianxuan Sect!"

Under Yue Hui's angry reprimand, Xu Sheng had to endure it temporarily, no matter how unwilling he was, he left the competition venue resentfully, which was completely different from the politeness of his first appearance. And Qian Feng put away the magic weapon unhurriedly, and happily got out of the ring after saluting Yue Hui and Li You again.

"Is this okay?" everyone in the audience began to discuss, word by word.

Qian Feng is obviously at the end of the crossbow, as long as he withstands this wave of attacks, the victory will inevitably be Xu Sheng's. ”

"Yes! Seeing that Xu Sheng didn't go all out at all, and that Qian Feng was purely engaged in a sneak attack, it was really invincible!"

"Ah, it was actually Qian Feng who won, this is too unexpected!" Lan Ling also said on the side.

"Yes, in terms of the strength of spiritual power, Xu Sheng surpassed Qian Feng a lot, but it was careless to suffer a loss, he thought that the explosion of his talisman was enough to hurt Qian Feng, but he didn't expect that the other party still had such a high-level protective magic weapon, which not only resisted the explosion bombardment, but also took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to launch a counterattack, and the attack was a virtual and a real, on the surface, the palm that condensed the spiritual power of the whole body was extremely powerful, but it was a false move to attract Xu Sheng's attention, and the fatal blow was the spear that seemed to be out of control. From this point of view, Qian Feng's victory was not a fluke, but the result of his good calculation and constant planning. Xu Sheng didn't lose unjustly, he didn't notice the other party's deliberate game. Wang Liang explained on the side.

"Senior Brother Wang is so reasonable!" several of Lan Ling's senior sisters echoed.

"Qian Feng's barrel-shaped magic weapon is not of low grade, at least it is a mid-level Xuan-level, which can withstand the explosion of high-level talismans. Moreover, this person is thoughtful, and at the end of the final competition, he is still holding a spirit stone in his hand, and on the surface, it seems that his mana is not good, but in fact, this is not an illusion! Just imagine that a person who can calmly lay out in the competition will easily reveal his flaws, this is just another trap he has set!" Zhao Baolai saw that Wang Liang's speech was recognized by everyone, and he was angry, and he came to a paragraph quite profoundly.

"False! Why did he do this?" asked a nun curiously.

Of course, it was for the monks in the audience, after all, this was the first game, he just wanted everyone to think that this game was a fluke, so that everyone would despise him, so that everyone would underestimate his strength, and he could continue to use many unexpected means in future competitions. It's called 'showing weakness to the enemy,'" Zhao Baolai continued.

"It's insidious!"

"Yes, this person is a casual cultivator, and he must have experienced a lot of battles, so his experience and mentality are far superior to those of ordinary monks. Zhou Xiang echoed.

"Then third brother, if you face him from behind, you must be careful, you can't be careless!" Lan Ling said with concern.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhou can easily subdue even the late Jindan monks, no matter how cunning Qian Feng is, he has to admit defeat obediently in the face of absolute strength!" Zhao Baolai hurriedly sent a high hat, Zhou Xiang may be the future brother-in-law, and it is better to wait if he is not complimented at this time.

"Yes! With Brother Zhou's strength, that Qian Feng will never win!" Wang Liang also echoed.

Zhou Xiang smiled but did not speak.

After the results of the competition were announced, there was a change on the jade tablet next to the high platform, and the two sides of the original first competition became the serial number and name of Qian Feng alone.

Next is the second match, which is played by the Mizuku Jiazi against the Yihai.

The Water District Jiazi is a loose cultivator in the middle of the Jindan period, and there is no water area in front of the Yihai number, which is a monk recommended by the elders of the Tianxuan Sect like Zhou Xiang. When the two of them came to the stage, the eyes of the cultivators were bright, but they didn't expect that Yihai was actually a beautiful woman, who was not wearing a long skirt like many female cultivators, but separated from the top and bottom, wearing a hip-length silk right placket on the upper body, and the lower body was matched with a pleated skirt. ”

The male cultivator on the opposite side was tall and long-legged, and he didn't have any scruples because Wu Simei was a beauty, and when Yue Hui gave an order, his whole body's spiritual power skyrocketed, and several black qi flew out of his body like a squid's tentacles, and rushed straight to the female cultivator opposite, and at the same time, his right hand was raised, and three wheel-shaped magic weapons with sharp edges also roared and went straight to Wu Simei in the upper, middle and lower three ways.

Wu Simei seemed to be frightened by the man's attack, and she stood motionless on the spot.

The monks in the audience couldn't help but feel sorry for this beauty, and even began to scold the male cultivators for not knowing how to pity flowers and jade.

Seeing that Wu Simei was about to die under the attack of the other party, but the referee Li You on the stage had no intention of rescuing.

In the blink of an eye, several thick black tentacles and wheel-shaped magic weapons passed by, and Wu Simei's figure disappeared under such an attack.

"Phantom! it's a phantom!" exclaimed someone in the audience.

The phantom formed by Wu Simei's body just now was too real, and it actually deceived many Jindan monks on the scene, Zhou Xiang's divine sense was far beyond the same level, and he had practiced a spell with such speed as Feihong Swordsmanship, but he still didn't see the movements of the female cultivator on the stage. He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, if Wu Simei's speed could be fast enough to produce phantoms, then in the future, he didn't know what the chance of winning would be for the last son, and he really couldn't underestimate the monks in the world.

"Wu Simei should have used some kind of talisman!" said Wang Liang on the side.

As soon as the words fell, the audience let out a burst of exclamation again, only to see the male cultivator on the stage stunned slightly, and suddenly a shadow suddenly appeared on his side, and as soon as the shadow appeared, he held a fan-like magic weapon and swung wildly at the male cultivator, and a huge spiritual power gushed out, and the water area Jiazi who was caught off guard flew violently, until it slid down on the large platform protection array, and saw that his injuries were no longer able to fight again.

The second competition was immediately over.

Seeing this scene, the audience couldn't help but be disturbed.

"Brother Wang, you said that Wu Simei used a talisman, I don't know how to see it. Zhou Xiang began to humbly ask for advice.

"Oh!" Wang Liang hurriedly replied, "Brother Zhou doesn't know, although the Great Virtue Sect is a second-rate force, but it is the best at making talismans, and there is a unique secret technique in its sect, called the Phantom Talisman, which can produce the same image as the spellcaster in three breaths after being sacrificed, and if it is combined with another invisibility talisman, it can achieve the purpose of confusing the enemy and attacking him unprepared." It's just that neither the phantom charm nor the invisibility charm lasts for a long time, probably only about three or four breaths. ”

Zhou Xiang nodded again and again after hearing this, it seems that there are too many magical techniques in the world, and his own experience is still too little.

After Wang Liang finished speaking, Lan Ling also echoed on the side: "I have also heard of this kind of talisman, but it is the first time I have seen someone use it in actual combat, third brother, you see if there is any residue of talisman in the ring." ”

Zhou Xiang was reminded by her and his divine sense swept over the test table, and sure enough, there were two talismans left in the place where Wu Simei had stood, but now they had become a piece of waste paper, and the spiritual power on them was gone.

"When encountering such an opponent, the best thing to do is not to relax in the defense, and the divine sense must always pay attention to the situation around him, even if the opponent approaches him through the invisibility charm, but when he launches the attack, there must be spiritual power leaked, as long as he can detect it in time, he can avoid the damage. This male cultivator only cared about attacking with all his strength just now, and after all, his defense was a little worse, so he would be defeated by one move!" Zhao Baolai next to him added.

Zhou Xiang also heard some truth, but Wang Liang retorted: "I don't think so, if the fan-shaped magic weapon that Wu Simei sacrificed just now is not mistaken, it should also be a Xuan-level high-level magic weapon, even if he doesn't launch a sneak attack, it will be difficult for the male cultivator to withstand his full blow." ”

"But if you are prepared, you can still dodge!" Zhao Baolai was a little unconvinced and retorted.

......

The two began to argue, and the voices of the monks around them were also heard. Zhou Xiang didn't care, just to listen to different opinions.

"Alright, alright, the next one is about to start!" Lan Ling didn't like to quarrel, and hurriedly found a reason to end the dispute between Wang Liang and Zhao Baolai.

The competition between the monks is like a variety of spells, but the real process is very fast, and the winner can be determined within a few moves. So just one hour later, the next 10 games were over.

"In the eleventh game, the Water District Yihai vs. the Gengwu!" Yue Hui on the stage announced loudly.

"Third brother, come on!" Lan Ling heard that it was Zhou Xiang's turn, and hurriedly encouraged his brother.

"Brother Zhou will win!" Wang Liang and Zhao Baolai are in the same caliber this time.

"Brother Zhou, come on!" shouted the many Tianxuan Sect female cultivators on the side.

The cultivators in the audience were stunned when they saw this, why did so many Tianxuan sect disciples cheer for this one? Look at Zhou Xiang's competition number "Gengwu", there is no word "water area".

"It must have been recommended by a high-ranking elder of the Tianxuan Sect, maybe it was his illegitimate son!"

"I think so, don't you see that all the core disciples of the Tianxuan Sect are cheering for him? Especially the beautiful female cultivator in the middle, I know, she is Zhou Lanling, the personal disciple of the Taishang Elder!"

"It's her? What a goddess! She actually came to cheer this monk on? It seems that this male cultivator is not small!"