"iǎpeng, I won't say some words of encouragement, you should know better than me in your heart, I have only one request for you, that is, don't have psychological baggage, try to give full play to your level!" Gan Dan walked over and straightened Qiu Peng's collar, and looked at Qiu Peng kindly, with an expectant look in his eyes. Strictly speaking, Qiu Peng is not only the nephew of his junior brother, but also the successor of half of his swordsmanship, and the talent shown by Qiu Peng made Gan Dan shocked and inexplicable, and what is even more commendable is that Qiu Peng's overall view and grasp of the details of the duel in this competition are beyond the reach of ordinary people. And Qiu Peng has faced the game with an absolutely calm attitude since the game, which makes Gan Dan also a little admired, you must know that if you had Qiu Peng's mentality to face the master of the mountain, you would not have lost so badly.

Qiu Peng nodded solemnly, and then looked at Song Junxiao, who was also gathering momentum in the ring. At this time, the referee suddenly appeared in mid-air and waved his hands into the void, using that kind of touching tone: "Now I invite Qiu Peng, the last player of the Seven Injuries Academy, to play!"

Qiu Peng nodded to Gan Dan next to him, took a deep breath, used his internal strength, and gently floated to the ring. After entering the ring, Qiu Peng and Song Junxiao stood on both sides of the ring.

"Now that the Seven Injuries Academy has reached the moment of life and death, Le Jia, do you think the Seven Injuries Academy still has a chance to turn around?" Meng Fei, the commentator in the outfield, asked his partner.

"I think as long as the game is not over for a while, then the Seven Injuries Academy still has a chance! I've always believed that!" Lejia said as he looked at the big screen.

"But I have to deny that the chances of the Seven Injuries Academy are already very slim. At least now I think it should be the main academy that wins!" Meng Fei began to sing a duet with his partner at this time.

"Hehe, why don't we gamble on it?" Le Jia looked at Meng Fei and said with a smile.

"Oh, what are you betting on?" Meng Fei asked suspiciously.

Le Jia smiled and said, "I bet that the Seven Injuries Academy can win this time, if I lose, I won't cut my hair for next year." If you lose, it's the same. How's it going???!

"Lejia, you are really despicable, you know that I hate to have hair the most, you must know that I am also a lot older, and shaving my head is also because I am so smart that I have to do it after I am defeated. You're different. Meng Fei turned his head, "However, this bet is interesting!

Le Jia's eyes narrowed, and he looked at his partner with some ill will. I thought very inauthentically in my heart: If it weren't for the fact that the editor-in-chief of the Dawn Morning Post yesterday told me about the hotel and Qiu Peng, I really wouldn't dare to make this bet with you, but now there is only one ending - the victory of the Seven Wounds Academy! You must know that the bodyguard brought out by the editor-in-chief Ouyang is a very experienced one among the third-rate masters, but the ending was not defeated by Qiu Peng and a few tricks. I don't believe that Song Junxiao can be stronger than that bodyguard.

"The last player to represent the Seven Injuries Academy this time is Qiu Peng, and his rank is ―――――― hey~~~~~~" At this time, the referee looked at the player's information book in his hand suspiciously. Qiu Peng just thought that this iǎ ugly was a virtual computer and had no emotion, but now his expression told him that he was played by a real person.

The ugly referee looked at Qiu Peng suspiciously, and then continued, "The foundation is 6 layers of internal strength!"

The audience in the ~~~~~~~ was in an uproar, "How can !!! !!!!" Most of the audience looked at Qiu Peng on the stage with a shocked expression, with an unbelievable expression. It was not because of how high Qiu Peng's level was that they were surprised, but because Qiu Peng's low level could actually participate in this competition. You must know that the players participating in the competition are generally at least ten layers of basic internal strength. Even some people who rely on relationships to get in have at least reached the realm of the tenth layer. And the level of Qiu Peng's six-layer basic internal strength, not to mention as the top master of each school, even the vast majority of the audience present surpassed Qiu Peng. This shows how shocked the audience's hearts are.

"This iǎzi can't be after leaving, right?, how can such a garbage strength be able to participate!" said a member of the audience in the infield in surprise.

"Is that still a question? for sure!" said a spectator next to him.

"But have you ever seen someone with such a low level of strength and still leave after mén?" another viewer apparently disagreed.

"Cut~~~~~ this is your ignorance. Don't you know that the power detector technology was just introduced by the virtual company this year, so many people don't know that there is such a technology. ”

"Yes, so the person in front of me is the post-mén student who thinks he can pass the test, but he didn't know that this year, the virtual company came to such a trick and made himself violent. The first audience member said.

"It's really like this when you guys analyze it, because it's a post-mén player, so I'm the last one to play. In this way, even if you are defeated by the light yì, you can shirk the opponent too strong. This wishful thinking is really good, but in front of the virtual company's power detector, it has become a floating cloud. The third audience member said with emotion.

The second audience gave him an approving look, "You can teach you!"

Song Junxiao, who was standing in the ring, looked at Qiu Peng brightly, and suddenly spoke, his voice was like thunder, and there was a feeling of vibrating his brain: "Young man, you can make a move." "Although he is not too old, he is old-fashioned when he speaks. Qiu Peng smiled and said, "You're welcome." Qiu Peng's answers made the audience laugh. It sounds like two people are humbling each other drinking and eating.

"Let's fight with weapons. Qiu Peng said to Song Junxiao.

"As you wish" Song Junxiao said, Song Junxiao was very suspicious of the results just given by the system, because he expected that Qiu Peng's strength would not be exaggerated even if it was a third-rate realm. The lowest is also quasi-third-rate. From the eyes of his teammates, it can be seen that Qiu Peng's strength is definitely not ordinary, and the strength he has just shown makes him dare not look at him. But the truth played a joke on me. Could it be that something was wrong with the system? But inevitably, he still had a little bit of a contempt for the enemy.

When the system puts the sword separately after the two people. Only then did Song Junxiao notice the calm and firm momentum displayed on Qiu Peng's body at this moment, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, disappearing the light enemy and the heart of support just now.

Song Junxiao said coldly: "Then I'm welcome." ”

Qiu Peng gently waved the long sword in his hand and motioned for Song Junxiao to attack forward. Song Junxiao took a deep breath, exhaled, raised his head to the sky and shouted, waved the long sword in his hand and suddenly took a few steps forward, the sound of fluttering footsteps seemed to be shocking. At this time, there was an earth-shattering cheer outside the venue. It's a cheer for the strong.

Qiu Peng suddenly felt that Song Junxiao's steps made a lot of sense. With Song Junxiao's forward trend, his momentum also increased sharply, and after a few more steps, he had already reached the center of the field, it seemed as if Qiu Peng was already at a disadvantage, and was bī to the corner of the field, if it was an ordinary master, I am afraid that he would not even be able to draw a sword at this moment, right?

But Qiu Peng's face was calm, as if it was an ancient well without bō, and it was obviously not affected in any way. Song Junxiao felt even more domineering, pointed the long sword in his hand at the sky, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Look at the sword!" This sword full of momentum pointed at Qiu Peng's body. With a wave of his arm, the icy qi he had learned swung and drove the dirt and dust on the ground, which looked like a violent wind from a distance.

Qiu Peng Yiran didn't move at all, his eyes didn't blink, and he just looked at the tip of the sword that was attacking quickly. Just before the tip of Song Junxiao's sword attacked, Qiu Peng suddenly took a big step back, and the tip of the sword just stayed in front of Qiu Peng's iōng, and he couldn't stab forward again.

However, the fierce energy still hit Qiu Peng's iōng, impacting the qi emitted by Qiu Peng's own meridians that were far thicker than ordinary people, but it couldn't hurt Qiu Peng.

Song Junxiao was stunned, it turned out that the sword momentum of his sword could only go so far, and Qiu Peng took this step back when he couldn't change his move at the last moment, so that he didn't even have a chance to adapt. At this moment, when his old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, Song Junxiao hurriedly retreated, and a few steps back flew back and retreated to the same place. Qiu Peng also took a step at the same time, and the two of them resumed the confrontation just now.

"How is it possible!!! he is just a low-handed hand with sixth-layer basic internal strength! How can he resist the internal strength of my third-rate realm! This is not only an insurmountable gap in quality, but also a tenfold gap in quantity! What the hell is going on!" Song Junxiao thought in surprise in his heart, and even couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

Qiu Peng secretly called luck in his heart, because after Gandan's teaching of swordsmanship yesterday, Gandan's understanding of swordsmanship seemed to reopen a window for Qiu Peng, making Qiu Peng understand the relationship between jīng god and momentum more thoroughly. And before this, what Qiu Peng could do was to face such a powerful momentum and only urge his own momentum to compete with it, but to be honest, Qiu Peng had never seen a person who could accumulate momentum to such a powerful Cheng Dù. This is not entirely a problem of one's combat skill cultivation itself, I am afraid that Song Junxiao himself has a natural perseverance, which can enable him to cultivate his momentum to such a strong and fierce Cheng Dù. It is precisely because Qiu Peng has a deeper grasp of the momentum and the situation that he understands the state of mind of holding on to himself.

This is how you can not be overwhelmed by the momentum of the enemy, and at the same time you will not have to fight back. I can not be affected by people's momentum and hold my heart. From this point of view, Qiu Peng's combat skills have taken a big step forward. If Gan Dan knew about it, he would definitely tell Qiu Peng that he had reached the state of mind that ordinary first-class masters could achieve.

"Wow! Nana, this husband of yours on the Internet, his strength is really strong! Just now I thought that he would die a miserable death in a duel with that perverted master with the basic internal strength of the sixth layer, but from the video just now, it seems that there should be something wrong with that system. In the NV dormitory of Jiang Zao Academy, Iǎ Feng said to Li Mengna, who was walking next to him and rushing to watch the game with him.

"Hey~~~~ That's. I don't want to see what kind of vision Sister Ben iǎ has?!After experiencing the devastation of countless idol dramas, can her vision be bad?" Li Mengna said proudly, looking at her plump iōng department.

"Eh~~~~~~~ I'm stupid, does this have anything to do with watching idol dramas and having a good vision?" asked Iǎ Feng suspiciously.

"What about this relationship" Iǎ Feng looked at Li Mengna with expectant eyes, ready to listen to what she had to say.

"I have the right to be silent about you, hehe" Li Mengna used such a sentence to send herself, and immediately used her famous stunt to squeeze the nǎi dragon claw hand.

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)