After Lin Feng walked out of the arena, two disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect immediately came up and rushed into the venue, lifted the fainted Ma Teng, and then quickly ran towards the bottom of the ring, obviously wanting to wake him up first.

At this time, on the high platform where the disciples were watching, there were four white jade thrones, on which were sitting four monks of the Jiedan.

Three of them are the Hidden Flame Peak Master of the Fa Immortal Sect and the Qingbai Danxian couple of the Danxian Sect, and there is a middle-aged blue-robed monk with a somewhat arrogant expression sitting in the remaining position, the old man surnamed Jiang surnamed Jiang who took the lead at the beginning of the Sword Immortal Sect and the old man surnamed Long of the Danxian Sect are not in this list, obviously the monks of their age have long been indifferent to the victory or defeat of the battle between their disciples.

At this time, what was exchanged for was the younger generation of the Sword Immortal Sect's leading Jie Dan Monk He Jian, the Dan Immortal Sect was the Qing-robed Confucian couple, and the Fa Immortal Sect's appearance of the Yu Dan Monk was still the Hidden Flame Peak Master.

At this time, the Hidden Flame Peak Lord had a smile on his face, and He Jian, who had always been very arrogant, had his eyes wide open at this time, and his face was ugly and abnormal.

In He Jian's heart, although he knew that Lin Feng could represent the Faxian Sect, then he must have something extraordinary, but what he never expected was that the other party would actually use the talisman as a means of attack, and instantly defeated the disciple he had high hopes for, which made He Jian, who was still laughing at the old man in red just now, his face really difficult to turn around.

For a while, the pride on his face also disappeared, replaced by an extremely embarrassed look, full of depression, but he didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, Lord Qiu Feng, this disciple of yours is really interesting, there are so many talismans in one shot, which requires a lot of spirit stones, but it can stimulate so many talismans at the same time, and it is so accurate, I think it is really hard work in terms of technique, unlike a brainless disciple who only knows how to win with the number of talismans, you must know that ordinary disciples can't be so skilled in the face of so many talismans, interesting, interesting. At this time, the blue-robed Confucian said with a smile to the Hidden Flame Peak Lord.

"It's nothing, our disciple is a talisman maker himself, and it is very normal to use talismans to attack, of course, this time he was able to give up so many intermediate talismans at one time, which also made Qiu a little surprised, it seems that his talisman level has improved recently, otherwise it is impossible to have so many intermediate talismans, I think it was the three great competitions that stimulated him this time, so that he was so well prepared. At this time, the old man in red also said with a smile.

Seeing the arrogant He Jian speechless, he was also very happy, and his heart felt comfortable, in previous years, he had only heard how arrogant He Jian was when his disciples won the game, but this time he saw it, this time it was a quick thing to make him deflated.

"Hmph, it's just that there are a little more talismans than others, Ma Teng just now just didn't know his weird methods, so he fell in love with his way, and now everyone already knows his methods, the next game, your disciple must be having a hard time." At this time, He Jian finally found an excuse to speak, and then muttered a few words.

"Yes, then let's wait and see, Elder He. At this time, the old man in red was very happy and replied tepidly.

"However, the body method of this disciple of your sect rushing over is very similar to the secular martial arts, and it is this method of lightening the body that caught Master Ma's nephew off guard. The blue-robed Confucian looked at Lin Feng, who had returned to the team, and said to the Qiu Feng Lord again.

"Nangong Daoyou also saw that this disciple was a casual cultivator before he joined the sect, and what he learned was very miscellaneous, so there were so many surprises, which made your sect smile. The old man in red also said with a look of surprise, but he didn't expect that this green-robed Confucian was not only extremely powerful in alchemy, but also extremely sharp in his eyesight, and even the worldly martial arts were so clear, but he couldn't be small.

"Oh, it's nothing, in addition to my previous alchemy, I have also had some research on the martial arts of the secular world, this secular martial art may not have any effect on high-level monks, but in the hands of low-level monks, as long as it is used well, it can add a lot of strength. Seeing that this disciple of your sect is so familiar with it, I think it is because of the unusually rich combat experience, but the defeat of Master Ma's nephew is not so unexpected. At this time, the blue-robed Confucian said again.

Just as the monks of the three factions were talking calmly, the referee on the field had been replaced by a gray-clothed old man from the Faxian Sect, and he said expressionlessly: "In the second game, Gu Rufeng of the Danxian Sect played against the Mubai of the Sword Immortal Sect."

As these words came out, two young men each walked out of the team of the Danxian Sect and the team of the Sword Immortal Sect, both of them quickly went up to the ring, and after giving each other a salute and hugging their fists, just after the old man in gray started, they sent out their respective magic weapons.

After the second competition began, the three monks sitting on the high platform looked at it intently again, and then forgot about the competition just now.

I don't know if it was because of the influence of the battle between Lin Feng and Ma Teng just now, these two disciples obviously fought very conservatively, and they didn't dare to be too aggressive, which made the disciples watching outside the venue feel a lot boring.

In the end, it was the sword cultivation disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect who were even better in strength, and used their flying swords to break the opponent's magic weapon, and then won this victory.

In the next game, in order, the Fa Immortal Sect faced the Dan Immortal Sect, and the referee was of course replaced by a monk from the Sword Immortal Sect.

In such a competition, it took two days in the first round to get everyone through it.

This Sword Immortal Sect is worthy of being a sword cultivation sect, and its strength is really not blown, except for Lin Feng, a few monks who have sprung up, and the rest of the monks who have encountered the disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect are obviously invincible and have been defeated.

This situation, but it made He Jian regain his confidence, his eyebrows smiled, and the arrogance of his eyebrows and eyes came up again, and he felt a sigh of sulk.

In fact, the Fa Immortal Sect and the Dan Immortal Sect had long expected this kind of result, so although their faces were not very good-looking, they could always suppress the unhappiness in their hearts, and they did not like the appearance of color, pretending not to mind, from the perspective of bearing, they were much better than He Jian.

The second round of the game also started immediately, as before, it was soon Lin Feng's turn, and his opponent was replaced by a young female disciple of the Danxian Sect, still a Fu Qi opened the way, with Lin Feng's knowledge of the Dan monk, even if the enemy knew the means, he still easily defeated this beautiful female monk of the Danxian Sect and won the second round of the game.