"You shouldn't have competed. ”

After drawing lots, the younger generation was arranged in the southeast corner of the square, and an indifferent black-clothed young man walked in front of Shi Xiaole.

This person's name is Leng Feng, and he is a rare young elite in Su Yanru's family.

"Why not?"

Shi Xiaole asked.

"If you don't come back, at least there's a reason not to come back. Now that the landlord is in danger, your performance in the big competition will definitely be used as a laughing stock to attack the landlord. ”

Leng Feng looked at Shi Xiaole, his eyes full of anger and disappointment.

"I will take responsibility for my own actions, and I will not let anyone laugh at my aunt. ”

Shi Xiaole said lightly.

Leng Feng snorted and walked away, obviously not believing his words.

With the completion of the draw, the once-in-a-decade Jinfeng Lou competition officially began.

"No. 1 Zhang Defang, No. 46 Wu Yan. ”

As soon as the referee's words fell, he saw two young people start their light work and jump into the ring with a length and width.

In front of the eyes of so many Feiyan City tycoons in the audience, the two of them were excited, and they used all their strength almost at the beginning, and they must show their demeanor in front of everyone.

Before the start of the game, the top three were basically locked by Lan Ning, Jin Wuxing and Sha Zongheng, so the rest of the people were very stable and did not have too much sense of victory and defeat.

Of course, if they meet someone else, they will still try to fight.

"Wu Yan, you are not my opponent, admit defeat, shake the empty palm!"

In the ring, Zhang Defang shouted loudly, his momentum was like thunder, and his right palm, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, slapped Wu Yan on the opposite side.

"Shame on the word, whirlwind legs. ”

Not to be outdone, Wu Yan jumped up and crossed his legs, attacking Zhang Defang like scissors.

The two of them are both in the fifth level of cultivation of the Tibetan Qi Realm, but Shi Xiaole obviously saw that Zhang Defang's attainments in palm art were higher.

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, Zhang Defang spotted a flaw and narrowly defeated Wu Yan with half a move.

"Zhang Defang wins. ”

After the results were announced, there was sparse applause at the scene, but that Zhang Defang didn't mind, and he was still excited.

The game went on one game after another.

For the martial arts masters on the scene, these previous competitions were inevitably a little naïve, and there was a feeling that junior high school students watched elementary school students do arithmetic problems.

But by the sixth game, the atmosphere was different.

"No. 6 Leng Feng, to No. 41 Xu Ping. ”

Hearing his name, Leng Feng's eyes froze, and with a little foot, he gently landed on the edge of the ring, and this light skill immediately won the house.

"Yanru, is this your disciple, it looks really good. ”

The Feiyan City Lord had clearly investigated Su Yanru's situation, turned his head to look at her side face, and opened his mouth to come.

Before Su Yanru could speak, the second floor lord preemptively said: "The city lord doesn't know, this Leng Feng is not just the disciple of the landlord, but his most proud disciple, and he can barely rank in the top four of Jinfeng Tower." ”

As soon as these words came out, a group of people nearby suddenly looked strange.

The so-called beating people doesn't slap their faces, this second-floor owner doesn't seem to take Su Yanru very seriously?

Meng Qi was secretly angry, his face was black and red, and after getting Su Yanru's hint, he barely endured it.

In the ring at this moment, Leng Feng had already exchanged hands with Xu Ping.

As Su Yanru's most proud disciple, Leng Feng's strength is beyond doubt. He was hiding his qi eightfold, holding double knives, and under the bow left and right, he suddenly forced Xu Ping to retreat to the edge of the ring.

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. Senior Brother Leng, you are trying too hard. ”

Seeing that he was about to lose, Xu Ping smiled strangely, and with a swipe of the long sword in his hand, he immediately created a layer of impregnable defense in front of him.

The situation began to tilt slowly.

Whenever Leng Feng wanted to defeat Xu Ping, Xu Ping would perform that strange move, and after dozens of moves, the power of Leng Feng's move dropped significantly.

"Where did Senior Brother Xu learn this trick?"

"I've heard Senior Brother Xu say that this seems to have been taught to him by Senior Brother Sha. ”

Someone whispered, looking at the sand vertical with a folding fan in his hand.

Sha Zongheng didn't deny it, so he simply smiled: "That's a trick created by Sha Mou when he has nothing to do, but I didn't expect it to be quite useful." ”

Wow!

Everyone was in an uproar, what, the strange move that Xu Ping used to block Leng Feng was actually created by Sha Zongheng himself?

"Senior Brother Sha is only seventeen years old, and he can actually create his own martial arts, is it really fake?"

"Senior Brother Sha's talent is known to everyone, how can it be faked?"

The young disciples of Su Yanru's family all looked ugly. As for the other departments, especially the people from the main department on the fourth floor, they began to cheer loudly.

Shi Xiaole ignored the others, looked at the situation in the ring, and shook his head.

As Xu Ping said, Leng Feng's strength is very strong, but unfortunately he is more aggressive, but his durability is slightly insufficient, especially after he was provoked by Xu Ping, there is a tendency to lose his calm.

Of course, Shi Xiaole, with his intuition, could feel that Leng Feng was still hiding his strength, but even if he defeated Xu Ping, Shi Xiaole was not optimistic about his next game.

"You forced me, double knife screen!"

His eyes were cold, and Leng Feng's knife path suddenly changed drastically, attacking quickly like two grinding discs, killing from the left and right sides.

Sonorous.

At this moment, Xu Ping panicked, and before he had time to perform that strange swordsmanship, the long sword in his hand was knocked away, and then he was kicked out by Leng Feng.

"The cold front wins. ”

In the end, Leng Feng won the victory, but those who are interested can see that his hole cards have been forced out by Xu Ping, and the next game will not go well.

Su Yanru, who was in the audience, sighed imperceptibly.

Leng Feng's personality has always been his flaw. If Fang Cai calmed down, he could completely find the other party's flaws and break them by skill, but it's a pity......

If the battle between Leng Feng and Xu Ping finally aroused the interest of the martial arts heroes on the scene, then the eighth game really attracted their attention.

"No. 8 Jin is fearless, and No. 39 Wang Tiancheng. ”

Hearing the referee's high-pitched voice, a pair of inquiring eyes looked at the ring.

"Third floor master, it's finally Dauntless's turn, I wonder what his strength is now?"

The second-floor lord looked at the third-floor lord with a calm face and a smile. Although he had great confidence in his granddaughter Lan Ning, he also wanted to know the reality of Jin Wuxing.

"Hehe, the old man doesn't know, but Fearless said that not taking the first place this time is his biggest failure. ”

The words of the third-floor lord made everyone, including the second-floor lord and the fourth-floor lord, stunned for a while. Even Su Yanru's expression changed.

What a crazy tone.

In the ring, Wang Tiancheng looked at Jin Wuxing, who was standing with his hands on the opposite side, and said, "Senior Brother Jin, please advise." ”

Jin Wudaunt nodded slightly.

Using all his strength, Wang Tiancheng kicked his left foot on the ground, rushing towards Jin Wuxing like a sharp arrow, and smashed a powerful punch in mid-air.

Third-rate martial arts, sand boxing.

Wang Tiancheng is also a talent in Jin Fenglou, he is seventeen years old this year, he already has the cultivation of the sevenfold hidden qi, and he has practiced Shensha Fist to the realm of Shenhe Xiaocheng, he is confident that he can survive ten moves in the hands of Jin Wuxing.

"Ten moves is the bottom line, and fifteen moves is victory. ”

Wang Tiancheng gritted his teeth and saw that his fist smashed into Jin Wuxing's eyes.

Jin Wuxing suddenly stretched out a hand, his five fingers were stretched, and then he shook it gently, and Wang Tiancheng struck with all his might, and immediately seemed to have encountered an unbreakable bottleneck, and he could no longer advance for half a point.

"Your strength is too weak. ”

Shaking his head, Jin Wuxing pushed a little harder, pedaling, Wang Tiancheng took three steps back in a row, his expression was full of surprise and disbelief.

One move, one move and defeat himself? And Jin Wuxing didn't use all his strength at all.

A feeling called powerlessness surged into Wang Tiancheng's heart.

Not only him, at this moment, even the many martial arts heroes present couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Because there are quite a few people who think they can't be like Jin Wuxing. In other words, this young man who is only eighteen years old, is his strength already about to surpass them?

"Fearless, it's really terrifying. ”

The lord of the second floor clenched his fists, his face was cloudy, and it was not until he saw Lan Ning's calm and waveless appearance in the distance that the uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.

Hmph, although Jin Wuxing is strong, Ning'er is by no means weaker than him!

"Yanru, this young man is really amazing. ”

Even the Feiyan City Lord couldn't help but praise it.

Su Yanru responded, then looked at Shi Xiaole, and saw that the latter's face was unfathomable, and frowned with some doubts. This little ghost, you won't be stupid, right?

"Lan Ning, I couldn't defeat you the first few times, this time, I'll let you taste defeat. ”

Walking out of the ring, Jin Wudaunt said to the oncoming Lan Ning, his expression was unusually calm.

"Really, we'll see. ”

Lan Ning held the long sword and walked to the ring lightly, this time it was her turn to appear.

Her opponent happened to be a young man from the main department on the third floor.

"Senior Sister Lan, I'm offended. ”

The young man danced an eyebrow stick in his hand, and kept wandering around Lan Ning, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Before the start of the competition, he had been instructed by the third-floor master to set up Lan Ning's martial arts at all costs, so that Jin Wuxing would have more mental preparation, so he didn't dare to be reckless.

After dozens of breaths, the young man saw that Lan Ning was still flawless, and the whole person was like an immovable iceberg, and he himself had lost a lot of internal strength because of his frequent light work, and he knew that he could not continue, so he shouted loudly and rushed forward with a stick.

Pound!

Young people come fast and go faster.

Only a few people present could see clearly that Lan Ning had knocked this seven-fold young master out of the ring with just a sword scabbard.

And she never even moved her feet from beginning to end.

"Good!"

The lord on the second floor was overjoyed and slapped the desk in front of him.

This stick boy, martial arts is even stronger than Wang Tiancheng, judging from Lan Ning's response, she will not be weaker than Jin Wuxing.

The third-floor lord snorted coldly.

The fourth floor lord's eyes flickered.

As for the others, there are those who are surprised, there are those who applaud, and there are all kinds of emotions.

Shi Xiaole slowly retracted his gaze, thinking to himself, this Lan Ning, as well as Jin Wuxing's strength, I am afraid that they are all stronger than Dong Chengwu and others, if he didn't just break through last night, he really wouldn't be sure about them.

After a few games after Lan Ning, it was finally the turn of the last of the three geniuses of Jinfeng Tower, Sha Zongheng.

Unlike Jin Wuxing's domineering leakage and Lan Ning's coldness like frost, Sha Zongheng smiled like a handsome nobleman, making people not feel the slightest threat.

It's a pity that the six-fold master of hidden qi on the opposite side just wanted to take advantage of his unpreparedness to attack, but he was knocked out by him while talking and laughing.

The two sides are not at all an order of magnitude.

"No. 18 Shi Xiaole, No. 29 Song Xian. ”

In the eighteenth scene, Shi Xiaole finally heard his name.