Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Strong

At the last moment, Tang Feng roared angrily, his huge body swept across the air, and shouted: "Chu Yu, Brother Nan, grab on my body." ”

The scale armor with flickering golden scales, Tang Feng's body can be described as a flying dragon soaring abyss, the golden light is shining, Chu Yu and Nan Chaosi hesitated slightly, volleyed upside down, and lightly landed on Tang Feng's huge body of more than 100 zhang.

"Hold on, let's break in!" Tang Feng shouted, and the sword in the dragon's claw swung rapidly, and under the sword slash, the waterfall was instantly cut off, but the cold aura was not reduced at all.

Chu Yu and Nan Chaosi grabbed the position of the scale armor on Tang Feng's back, and as Tang Feng's body coiled down, the giant tail suddenly sank, and smashed heavily on the waterfall, and then the sword swept away, shaking those splashes away, and the body circled and flew into the back of the splash.

But unexpectedly, behind the water curtain, the water still poured down like a pillar, and the shiny stone pillar stalagmites reflected the water curtain, which was very beautiful. Tang Feng's dragon claws waved the chivalrous sword, and his body carried Chu Yu and Nan Chaosi, but it was effortless to break into the water curtain on that side.

The purple-cyan sword sword swept away the cold aura that rushed to the face, and the body of more than 100 zhang flew towards the depths of the waterfall stream without slackening.

The water column flows like a spring, and the piano is intertwined, like a melodious melody playing in this deep cave.

Tang Feng never expected that there would be such a cave under this abyss of death, although the cold air kept coming, almost freezing people into ice, but in order to escape, he had to keep walking inside.

Where the figure passed, the sword swung through the water, and the body took the opportunity to go, Chu Yu and Nan Chaosi relied on the bearing of Tang Feng's blood python body, which was more than 100 zhang long, and was able to follow in.

In the morning light, the warm sunlight spreads on the earth, Qingqiu Mountain, everyone of Yi Zong has already woken up from the night, today is the third day of Yi Zong's five-year competition, that is, the duel between the top four of the sixteen disciples of Yi Zong.

This is a rare event for Yi Zong, a night of recuperation, in exchange for Yi Zong's mental outlook was shocked, and they gradually recovered their fighting spirit from that sleepy haze.

This day is destined to be a legend, and this day is destined to be remembered by Yi Zong.

On this day, the empty venue of the big competition was already crowded, still stretching their necks and waiting for them, but the difference today is that only the ring in the north and south directions is full of people. Because the disciple who was in charge of the layout of the big competition venue had already informed him that the top four competition today was in the north and south directions.

Similarly, at the entrance of the big competition, there were still a lot of Yi Sect disciples, and the list of the competition had changed from sixteen two days ago to only four left. In this way, it is clear at a glance that you know the matchup of the top four today.

The eldest disciple of the Yuan Department, "Wu Tan Jian", slashed the dragon son, fought against the fourth disciple of the Yuan Department, "Jin Zhu", Zuijun, in the ring on the south side, and the first disciple of the Yi Department, "Xianyin Hu" Shuangge Hu, fought against the ninth disciple of the Yuan Department, Tang Feng, in the ring on the north side.

The meaning is self-evident, today's competition is to select two from the four people of Slaying Longzi, Drunken Jun, Shuanggehu and "Tang Feng" to enter the final final competition, as long as the winner of the two squares is the disciple who enters the final competition.

The onlookers were already boiling, all talking about it, speculating about the final winner.

"Big Brother is definitely the winner in the end......"

"Not necessarily, you see Tang Feng, he has jumped from an unknown legend to a top four disciple, will he still be so lucky?"

"Hmph, how can this kind of competition rely on luck? If you meet a real opponent of equal strength, luck is far from enough. Tang Feng will definitely lose this game. ”

"That's not necessarily, I heard that he used the 'Divine Consciousness Realm' to win the second senior brother yesterday, and had a 'divine battle' with the second senior brother......"

"Poof, it's still 'Shen Dou', I see that you are 'Blowing Dou', just open your eyes and see how Senior Brother Shuang, the first disciple of the Yi Department, defeated Tang Feng. ”

"Well, however, as the only one among the remaining eight departments other than the Yuan Department who can enter the top four, Senior Brother Shuang is indeed giving Minister Yi face. ”

"It's not just the Ministry of Rites, I think it's to give the other eight of us a lot of face, otherwise every year it's the disciples of the Yuan Department who compete in the final competition, so what's the point of seeing. ”

"Haha...... If the two senior brothers win Tang Feng, then in the end, the two senior brothers and the senior brothers will compete in the end, and it will be cool. ”

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The blood python who had already stood in the ring as the incarnation of Tang Feng, listening to the piercing voice, he looked down on these short-sighted Yi Sect disciples in his heart, and secretly scolded in his heart: "Fuck your uncle, Lao Tzu has been cultivating the Demon Dao for more than a thousand years, if he loses against a mere Yi Sect disciple, then do I still need to live in this world? Hmph, I will let you stare at the dog's eyes later, how did I teach Shuangge Hu." ”

"Xianyin Hu" Shuangge Hu smiled at "Tang Feng" and groaned: "Senior Brother Tang, we met again, last time it was you and me and Senior Brother Drunken Jun who drank bitterly, but today I didn't expect us to stand in the ring and compete." Hehe, it's also interesting, being able to play with the rumored to be a naturally different junior brother, Shuang is excited. ”

After all, it was the blood python that incarnated Tang Feng, and he didn't know anything about Tang Feng's past in such a detail, so he said coldly: "In the ring, the competition comes first." Naturally, if you are afraid, you might as well give up. ”

Shuangge Hu was stunned, and then stretched out a smile and said, "Senior Brother Tang, isn't this a bit ...... If Senior Brother Tang leads my Yizong disciples down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate demons, even if Shuang Mou loses this game, what is the difficulty? It's just that since this one is going to be compared, Senior Brother Tang, let go of your hands and feet, let's have a good competition. ”

"That's nature!" the blood python that incarnated Tang Feng said coldly.

On the ring in the south, the "Wu Tan Sword" and the "Golden Bottle" drunken monarch confronted each other, hugged each other's fists and gave each other, and the dragon slasher sighed and said calmly: "Fourth junior brother, I didn't expect this one to compete with you." ”

"Haha...... Please also ask the senior brother for more advice!" The drunken gentleman laughed loudly, unscrewed the "golden bottle" wine jug, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, but his eyes were staring at the dragon slayer.

Dragon Slayer shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Fourth Senior Brother, do you know why you were able to win?"

The drunken monarch removed the spout of the wine jug, his eyes were blazing, and he looked at the dragon slasher, and the expectant look made the dragon slayer continue.

Slaying the dragon sighed softly, and then said: "Because you have been drinking, you don't want to be one step ahead of your opponent when it comes to gathering qi and concentrating." And you are not badly qualified, you are enlightened by wine, and you are good at speculating on the psychology of your opponent. You will be in the right place at the right time to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent. This is actually the main purpose of drinking alcohol to confuse the other party. ”

The drunken monarch raised his eyebrows slightly, still drinking leisurely, and when the wine jug was removed from the corner of his mouth, he already smiled, "It seems that this battle is bound to be defeated." Senior brother, you don't have to bother with your tongue, let's make a move!"

The Dragon Slayer looked at the high platform in the center, where the Yi Sect Sect Master Gu Tian, the Void Valley Hermit Immortal Lady, and the heads of the other eight sects were already standing solemnly.

Today, these two competitions are related to the reputation of Yi Zong, so Gu Tian, the sect leader of Yi Zong, Lady Xian, and the other eight heads of the sect are all judged by these two games. No one can have the slightest selfishness, and it is necessary to be fair and just in order to select a true disciple with outstanding martial arts.

Drunken Jun's eyes were blazing, and he still said leisurely: "Senior brother, the master and all the heads are watching, this scene is a great responsibility for you and me." If you blindly want to win the competition, then it will insult the majesty of the master, and if you don't show your martial arts, it will inevitably make the other eight disciples laugh. Therefore, this one is not easy to decide!"

"Fourth junior brother, don't worry so much, boldly display your life's unique learning, as long as you have a clear conscience, it is the best. "Slaying the dragon is indeed measured, "Even if I am defeated in your hands, it is not as good as others, and I can't resent anyone." Remember not to hide the slightest, that will damage the face of the teacher. ”

Drunken Jun nodded, took a sip of "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", took a step forward, took a lunge, reached out to the dragon slasher, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, please advise!"

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