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"Haha, I come first!"
As soon as the presiding elder finished speaking, a voice came from below, and a slightly tall disciple jumped onto the ring.
It was the disciple who had laughed at everyone at Qijian Peak before. He looked in the direction of the promoted contestants and shouted, "I want to challenge Lin Feng!"
"Lin Feng?"
Except for the people from Qijian Peak and those who laughed at them just now, the rest of the people did not know the name Lin Feng and were all curious at this moment.
In the rest area, a white figure slowly stood up. His clean and tidy face still showed a childishness, but under those deep eyes, there was a sense of unrestrained and meaningless. It was Lin Feng.
"So it's him?" Everyone was stunned. It turned out that the first person named to challenge was the seventh-level body-refining disciple who advanced through luck?
Under the gaze of thousands of people, Lin Feng's face looked very casual. He jumped onto the ring with a slight jump.
Lin Feng was not surprised that the person who challenged him was a disciple of the ninth level of body refining. He also knew that with his exposed strength, it would be strange if no one challenged him.
"But Lin Feng doesn't care. He doesn't even pay attention to the realm of Qi control. How can he be afraid of someone who only has the ninth level of body refining?"
After saying his name, Chen Biao smiled, looked at Lin Feng, and continued, "Although you are lucky, this round of the challenge depends on your strength."
After hearing what the other party said, Lin Feng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. What does it mean that he is lucky?
Do they really think that they were able to stand on the ring unharmed just now because of luck?
He shook his head with a wry smile, and was too lazy to explain, but said lightly, "Let's take action!"
"How many moves do you think Lin Feng can handle?"
"How many more moves can he sustain? Are you overthinking it? I think he can't resist even one move!"
Below, everyone has begun to discuss. Obviously, in their opinion, with Lin Feng's strength, there is no chance of winning against Chen Biao, who is at the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm.
Amid a burst of discussion, Chen Biao laughed loudly and moved towards Lin Feng. He wanted to defeat Lin Feng with one blow to highlight the difference in strength between the two sides.
As soon as Chen Biao made a move, he struck with a powerful blow. He was extremely fast and arrived in front of Lin Feng in the blink of an eye. His sword was facing forward, and his arm suddenly shook. His whole body's cultivation was poured into his hand, and the sword suddenly struck. Chopped out.
"Hoo!"
His attack was so powerful that a sound of breaking wind could be heard in the air.
In Chen Biao's view, even the disciples of the same level did not dare to take his blow forcefully, let alone Lin Feng who was only at the seventh level of body refining. If the other party really wanted to take the blow forcefully, he would definitely be beaten by that force. The overbearing force sent him flying out of the field, so severe that his arm even broke.
"Haha, why doesn't Lin Feng move? Is he scared to death?"
Seeing that Lin Feng was motionless, some disciples couldn't help but sarcastically said.
However, the next moment, what happened on the ring brought them to a sudden stop.
Lin Feng suddenly moved. He unsheathed his long sword and met Chen Biao's powerful blow.
"Ding!"
There was a soft groan from the metal collision, and everyone stared at the top of the ring. Instead of imagining the scene of Lin Feng flying upside down, Chen Biao's sword was actually broken into two sections with this simple touch. .
Chen Biao was shocked, because he could feel a numbness in his arm, and a strong pain in his wrist immediately came.
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on his face. He knew that his wrist joints might have been broken!
While shocked, Chen Biao also showed deep fear in his eyes. The moment he collided with Lin Feng's sword, he clearly felt a powerful force.
He really couldn¡¯t believe that with Lin Feng¡¯s seventh level conjoined strength, he could actually have such huge power?
But no matter what, Chen Biao had lost his ability to fight. The pain from the broken wrist joint made him break out in a cold sweat, and he was obviously trying not to cry out.
"I give up!" He gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to contain pain!
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chen Biao covering his wrist with one hand and running down the ring quickly.
He needs to go back immediately to take medicine for nourishmentThe broken wrist, otherwise if it goes on for a long time, it is estimated that it will never be able to recover. When the time comes, it will be unable to hold the sword and it will become a useless person.
"Isn't that ridiculous? Chen Biao actually gave up?"
"Lin Feng just blocked Chen Biao's sword lightly, and Chen Biao's sword was broken. And looking at the way he left just now, could it be that his hand was also broken?"
"The seventh level of body refining defeats the ninth level of body refining, this Lin Feng is not easy!"
"I think it's just that they are a little stronger." A disciple thought for a while and said, "I heard that some people become extremely powerful because their bodies are well tempered when they are in the body training realm. I guess Lin Feng is so!"
Not just him, some other disciples also thought of this
"Humph, relying on brute force?" In the rest area, Zhang Tao sneered, and then looked towards a corner below.
After receiving Zhang Tao¡¯s gaze, a disciple nodded first, then jumped onto the ring.
"Beijian Peak, Zhang Haoran!" Apparently when the promotion list was compiled, Zhang Tao had already told Zhang Haoran that if necessary, he would teach Lin Feng a lesson.
The battle had just ended and Lin Feng had not had time to rest. He raised his eyes and understood something when he heard that the other party was a disciple of Beijian Peak. He sneered in his heart and said softly, "Let's take action!"
"It's actually Zhang Haoran? He is already at the first level of Qi Control Realm, right?"
"In the first round just now, if there weren't seven or eight Qi Control Realm experts in the arena he was in, I'm afraid he would have already advanced, right?"
"Haha, someone from the Qi Control Realm has taken action. Although Lin Feng is extremely powerful, he is still at the Body Refining Realm. I'm afraid he won't be able to keep his spot!"
While everyone was talking about it, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the rest area.
"Elder, this is against the rules. Lin Feng has just accepted the challenge. According to the rules of the conference, he has half an hour to rest!"
Everyone looked towards the direction of the sound and saw that Chen Jie had already stood up from where he was. He was naturally the one who spoke.
Although Chen Jie doesn't know what level Lin Feng has reached, the person challenging him now is obviously a real strong man in the Qi Control Realm. He is from the Qijian Peak lineage, and strictly speaking, he and Lin Feng are half friends. , naturally I have to say a word for him.
Hearing this, the elder on the observation platform couldn't help but nod, "Yes, there is indeed such a rule."
Immediately he looked at Lin Feng, his eyes seemed to be asking Lin Feng for his opinion.
"No need!" Lin Feng said bluntly, and glanced in Chen Jie's direction. Although he didn't need to rest, Chen Jie's ability to stand up and say a word for himself warmed Lin Feng's heart.
After retracting his gaze, he looked directly at Zhang Haoran, his gaze also turned cold at this moment, "I'll give you a chance to take action!"
After saying this, Lin Feng's whole temperament suddenly changed at this moment, and a deeply hidden aura of swordsmanship burst out from his eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com