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"I can defeat her without the Spiritual Light Technique, but it will take some effort. If it were two years ago when I was the same age as her, I might not be her opponent"
Su Yan nodded and then gave a more pertinent answer.
Tang Xiu nodded and looked away from Su Yan without asking any more questions.
At the same time, Lu Jin, who was on the martial arts field, was asked to withdraw. The third game started immediately. Du Feng, who was ranked third, was full of confidence. With a strong movement of his legs, he jumped directly from the high audience seat. On the bluestone floor of the martial arts arena.
In this battle, Du Feng¡¯s lot-drawing duel was with a representative of the Nanquan sect. This man¡¯s face was gloomy. From his appearance alone, he looked like a ruthless character.
The two of them quickly started a duel at the sound of Muling's start. Their moves were flexible and changeable, their body skills were unpredictable, and their fists and kicks were fierce and powerful.
How could the representative of the ancient martial arts sect be easy to deal with since he was ordered by the sect to participate in this competition? Even facing Du Feng's steely alien body, the young man representing Nanquan was very happy. fear.
There is no turn system in the battle, and there is no time limit. One party must lose the ability to fight and fall down, or surrender.
The fight between Du Feng and this disciple of the Nanquan School actually lasted for more than ten minutes and they were evenly matched. Now it was not only this young man from the Nanquan School who was so confident that he also wanted to compete with Monk Huixin, Wen Xiao, and Wang Yu Du Feng, who was competing against the six major factions, was also a little confused.
Du Feng couldn¡¯t understand how this young man could be so powerful. He was as capable of attacking and defending as a steel player, and it was really difficult to break through the defense line.
"Are you going to use the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique"
Du Feng knew that procrastinating like this would be very detrimental to him, and he slowly made up his mind. Du Feng finally stopped hesitating, and his true energy surged fiercely in his body, and he activated his Nine Heavens Emperor Technique in an instant.
As soon as the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique was opened, the face of the Southern Fist disciple who was facing him also changed slightly. However, despite his strong strength, he was not directly intimidated by Du Feng of the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique and lost his ability to fight. He only made offensive and defensive actions. The speed has been significantly slowed down.
In the audience, the bosses, warriors, and disciples of all forces were holding their breath subconsciously, watching the tense battle in the field with fists and kicks breaking through the air and sonic booms.
This battle is really rare. Just when Du Feng released the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique, people with some eyesight could guess the outcome of this match. It was only a matter of time before the Nanquan disciple lost this match. .
Sure enough, when Du Feng released the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique and fought with the Nanquan disciples for about three minutes, the Nanquan disciples finally failed to completely prevent Du Feng's sky-falling kick.
Du Feng fell to the sky and landed. Although the disciple of Nanquan was able to avoid his vital points, he was still hit in the head and chest by the rocks that exploded with the strong air wave from the landing.
The Nanquan disciple who was severely injured in an instant had a painful expression. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards to the ground seven or eight meters away.
Just when he fell to the ground, the Nanquan disciple immediately raised his palm and pressed it on the ground. Just when he was about to eject instantly to continue fighting Du Feng, suddenly a big foot rolled up and a heart-stopping gust of wind fell from the sky. , stopped three inches from the face of the Nanquan disciple.
"You have lost. Do you have to spend the rest of your life in the hospital?"
This kick that fell from the sky belonged to Du Feng. At this time, Du Feng, who was possessed by the Nine Heavens Emperor Art, was like a majestic and inviolable emperor. The disciple of Nanquan was defeated, and a different kind of brilliance flashed in his eyes. Lying down, he looked at Du Feng quietly, then smiled bitterly and lowered his head.
"I surrender."
Hearing his opponent¡¯s surrender, a burst of excited shouts suddenly erupted from the surrounding audience. Du Feng also looked indifferent and retracted his leg that was parked in front of the opponent¡¯s door.
Du Feng's victory in this battle was not easy. After Mu Ling announced that Du Feng had won, Du Feng kept his head lowered and returned to sit down next to Tang Xiu, Su Yan and Yang Miaoyu with a silent expression on his face. .
"What? You obviously won, why aren't you happy?"
The game below was still continuing. Yang Miaoyu looked at him and sat down next to him. Du Feng, who was full of frustration, couldn't help but asked Du Feng.
"I thought that except for a few people from the six major sects in this martial arts conference, everyone else was a minor player, but I barely won this battle. I don't know if I will have a chance to compete with Huixin, Wen Xiao, Wang Yu and the others have a battle."
Du Feng shook his head and expressed the unsolvable worries in his heart with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.
Hearing this, Tang Xiu suddenly grinned: "Don't you have any other tricks? You've just lost confidence in yourself."
"Tang Xiu, please don't laugh at me. Although I don't know how strong you are, my intuition tells me that you should have a chance to survive until the decisive battle. You are really very likely to compete with Huixin, Wen Xiao, Wang Yu and the others. A supernova, didn¡¯t Monk Huixin come to see you last night? Although you don¡¯t want to say why he came to see you, I can see from Monk Huixin¡¯s eyes that he values ??you very much.¡±
"Haha maybe."
Du Feng had a wry smile on his face, Tang Xiu shook his head and said something perfunctory, and then turned his attention to the competition field in the martial arts arena.
"Su Yan, hasn't it arrived for you yet?"
Just when everyone was watching the battle on the martial arts field without blinking, suddenly a girl wearing a denim jacket, with a perfect figure, a sweet and pure appearance walked through the aisle of the seats, and stopped in front of Tang Xiu and Su Yan. beside.
This girl suddenly appeared. Tang Xiu, Su Yan, Yang Miaoyu, and Du Feng all frowned and glanced sideways subconsciously.
"Yu Qiuyan" Tang Xiu looked up and saw the innocent girl's face clearly, and silently read the girl's name in his heart.
"Director!!" Su Yan's face turned pale, she quickly stood up from her seat, raised her hand and gave a standard military salute.
"You're welcome. I have no mission right now. I just came here to watch the excitement. Just call me Sister Yan today."
Yu Qiuyan smiled lightly, and her shiny black ponytail swayed behind her head as she shook her head.
"OhOkay, Sister Yan."
When Su Yan said the words Sister Yan, the corners of her eyes twitched subconsciously. As the director, he is older than his deceased grandma. It always feels a little weird for him to call her Sister Yan.
"Well, Tang Xiu, is your master here?"
Yu Qiuyan nodded, and then her dull gaze fell on Tang Xiu's side face, which was bowed and silent.
"No, he is very busy and has no time."
Facing Yu Qiuyan¡¯s question, Tang Xiu still lowered his head and answered casually. He didn¡¯t seem to take the director of Tianfeng Intelligence Bureau too seriously.
"Noit can't be. That person is here. Your master should be around here, right? But I searched for a long time and couldn't find it. I thought you knew" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com