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"Chen Feng, are you sure?"

Masculine looked at Chen Feng solemnly, and his tone was very excited.

Chen Feng nodded and walked to the ring.

On the second day of the competition, lots were still drawn first to determine the opponent of the game.

However, the difference is that today's competition has been reduced from 100 to 50 people, and the remaining 50 people are all through the big waves, whether it is strength or perseverance, they are the best of many young monks.

Chen Feng drew his own number ball.

Number One!

turned out to be No. 1, so that is to say, in today's game, Chen Feng took the lead.

Just like yesterday, the first and last digits of each number will be matched with opponents for a written test.

Chen Feng is No. 1, so his opponent is the monk who drew the No. 50 ball.

Soon, all the monks drew their number balls, and the game began with an announcement from the host.

"Next, I invite the No. 1 player and the No. 50 player to compete on stage!"

Suddenly, the audience was all boiling.

Amid the cheers, two figures slowly stepped into the ring, one of them was Chen Feng, and the other was a man with a rather feminine appearance.

The two stood still in the ring, their faces different.

Compared with Chen Feng's indifference, the opponent's old face has become the color of bitter melon.

"Big brother, hello ......"

The feminine man looked at Chen Feng weakly, with a bit of crying in his voice.

Chen Feng's perversion, he saw it with his own eyes, not that Chen Feng's strength is strong, to be honest, they still have a contempt for Chen Feng's strength. What really frightens others is Chen Feng's perverted fire control skills and a heart with no lower limits.

They clearly saw how miserable the fierce horse that was blown up was there. Such a thick flame is inserted into **, and the taste is terrifying when you think about it.

He is just the peak of the middle stage of his body, and he is not as good as that fierce horse, if Chen Feng still uses that trick, how can he come down in a low grade?

"Do you know me?" Chen Feng said with a smile, but this smile was like a devil's smile in the eyes of the feminine man, which made people shudder.

"Hehe, brother Tai laughed. How can I not know your prestige? Brother, what are you doing...... Don't ...... like that."

When the feminine man spoke, a flame suddenly appeared on Chen Feng's palm, and the feminine man's heart jumped in shock.

Chen Feng ignored his shouts, and the flames in his hands began to surge.

"This is a precursor to an object that is about to be condensed!" The feminine man's face was bitter to the limit, and then, he actually pounced on the referee, and cried loudly: "I admit defeat, you are about to announce that I have lost!"

There was an uproar in the audience, but no one laughed at him.

If it were them, it was estimated that they would be like a feminine young man, and they would directly surrender and beg for mercy.

"Now I announce, the No. 1 player Chen Feng wins!"

The referee who reacted immediately announced loudly.

"Okay, win!" Wen Chen shouted excitedly, his eyes full of happiness.

Masculine fists were already clenched, showing the excitement in his heart.

"Cut, a group of frightened guys!" In the crowd, a cold young man said disdainfully, looking at Chen Feng's eyes, full of coldness.

"There's no way you can face him anymore!" Suddenly, a man stood abruptly beside him.

The cold young man didn't look back, but there was a bit of ridicule in his tone: "Liu Zhengqi, who gave you the courage to dare to show off your power by my side?"

"Show off your might?" Liu Zhengqi raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Chenfei, do you think that I am still the same person I was seven days ago? In the ring, I will definitely get back the previous field!"

As he spoke, he raised a round ball in his hand, and on the ball, a "thirty-two" was written impressively.

Looking at Liu Zhengqi's distant back, Zhang Chenfei's smiling face suddenly sank: "Your subordinates are defeated, and you dare to argue with me?"

As he spoke, a number ball also appeared in his hand, and the "nineteen" on it was eye-catching.

......

"Next, I invite the No. 11 and No. 40 players to the court. ”

The host announced loudly.

Two figures quickly jumped into the ring.

"Chen Feng, look, it's Meng Qiuling!" Wen Chen shouted in a deep voice to Chen Feng beside him.

Chen Feng had already seen Meng Qiuling, and his eyes were a little strange.

"I haven't seen her overnight, and this girl's cultivation has broken through again!"

As Chen Feng could see, Meng Qiuling's cultivation at this time had already entered the late stage of out-of-body.

"Miss Meng, it's a pleasure!"

Meng Qiuling's opponent smiled at Meng Qiuling. This person is Jiang Xiao, one of the three major families in Cangzhou.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will go down!" Meng Qiuling didn't have a good face for others, and said angrily in front of her.

"Tut-tut, Miss Meng is really straightforward, wait a while, please be merciful to the girl's subordinates!" Jiang Xiao said politely, but there was a strong confidence in his eyes.

"Game on!"

With the referee's announcement, the distance between the two was instantly widened.

"Miss Meng, please!"

Jiang Xiao said with a smile and made a gesture of please.

"Pick up!" Meng Qiuling was not polite, and immediately attacked with all her strength.

I saw her waving the dust of the medium-grade spiritual weapon like a goddess scattering flowers, and the boundless beauty of her posture was vividly displayed between her moves.

"What a glamorous heroine!"

In an instant, many monks were all in admiration.

"Miss Meng, good means!" Jiang Xiao let out a long laugh, but he moved his body without panic.

In a flash, a long whip appeared in Jiang Xiao's hand at some point, and between the expansion and contraction, it was like a spirit snake probing the acupoint at the same time, pointing towards Meng Qiuling's body.

With this move alone, Meng Qiuling felt infinite pressure!

Jiang Xiao's cultivation is the same as hers, and it is at the level of the late stage of out-of-body.

However, in the late stage of the same out-of-body, the strength can also be drastically different. Jiang Xiao's out-of-body stage has reached the peak level, while Meng Qiuling's is only the beginning.

Gritting her teeth, Meng Qiuling struggled to hold the dust in front of her.

"Ding—"

The whip slammed into the dust whisk handle, making a piercing crash.

During the impact, Meng Qiuling's face changed, and then, her body couldn't help but retreat again and again, until she retreated to the edge of the ring, and she was able to stabilize her body.

Between one move, the judgment is made.

"Miss Meng, are you still fighting?" Jiang Xiao put away the long whip, hugged his fist at Meng Qiuling again, and said kindly.

"Hit!" Meng Qiuling gritted her teeth and snorted, her body fluttered again, and she rushed forward again with a whisk.

"Then ...... Offended!"

There was another clanging sound, and Meng Qiuling's body was suddenly knocked out and fell to the ring in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's eyes shrank, and then he evoked a strange smile.

"Miss Meng, you are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Jiang Xiao asked for Meng Qiuling's opinion, but there was a hint of giving orders in his tone.

"It's not that simple!" Meng Qiuling got up, and a fierce aura emanated from her body.