Chapter 437: Contend (Part 2)!

At the end of the first game, the winners were two disciples of Wen Jian Peak, one of Qi Yuefeng, one of Liudong Peak, and Lin Zong, who represented Lingxiang Peak.

The old man floating in the air still had no expression and spoke in a more eager gaze: "Play 2! From high to down, two groups to four groups, six groups to eight groups, and ten groups bye rounds, automatically entering the next round."

With a whistle, everyone looked at Lin Zong and lamented the luck of this young man.

Elder Linglei and the disciples of Lingxiang Peak were stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads. Even if they automatically entered the last round, what if they were to go to the last round, the final outcome seemed to be destined.

...

Listening to Lin Zong’s bye, the five people who participated in the battle, except for Lin Zong’s expressions that had not changed, and Ling Feng’s eyes were faintly disdainful, the other three disciples looked at Lin Zong with unfriendly eyes.

Why are Lingxiang Peak so lucky? Why don’t they take the time to get second?

However, he sighed that Lin Zong's luck was only a moment, and then everyone was attracted by the battle below. Group 2 and Group 4 were Qi Yuefeng's disciples and another disciple of Wen Jianfeng. Both of them had the strength of the fourth-level "Dao", which was stronger than Hua Manlou and others at the time. Therefore, not only everyone was fascinated by the sight. Even Lin Zong also watched the battle from the beginning to the end.

In the end, Qi Yuefeng's disciple narrowly won with one move.

Then everyone was ignited with enthusiasm and called for "Ling Feng". Ling Feng and the first youth of Liudong Peak in the eighth group began!

Last time, Ling Feng easily defeated a three-level "Dao" innate powerhouse.

So what about the innate genius of the fourth level of the Six Cave Peak?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

However, at this time, Ling Feng, who had not looked much serious from beginning to end, was a rare talented young man facing Liudong Peak. Just when everyone thought Ling Feng had finally met a difficult opponent, Ling Feng's words made everyone present crazy.

The elders of each Fenfeng frowned. "Three moves?"

Ling Feng only spit out the word "three moves". The meaning is obvious, but this evil genius from Wen Jian Peak needs to solve the problem within three moves of Liudong Peak to get the first fourth-level "Tao" young genius!

"Hahahaha! Okay, let's see Senior Brother Ling's masterpiece!"

The genius from Liudong Peak was so angry that he was angry. Everyone was at the fourth level of the "Dao" power. What if you advance to the heaven level? How many tricks do you want to deal with me?

However, Lin Zong keenly discovered that when Ling Feng spit out these two words, the old immortal teacher who had no expression from beginning to end revealed a hint of agreement for the first time.

I couldn't help but move, and the scene of fighting with various heavenly-level powerful people flashed through my mind. I had a faint sense of enlightenment. The first level of heavenly-level "Tao" is similar to the second level of innate "Tao"; the second level of heavenly-level "Tao" is similar to the peak of the third level of innate "Tao"; when it reaches the third level of heavenly-level "Tao", it seems much stronger than the fourth level of innate "Tao"!

The larger the difference in realms, the greater the difference in strength learned from the power of "Tao"!

"It seems that no matter what skills are, the strong realm of cultivation is the foundation. If you practice to the heavenly level, even if you do not have the power of "Tao", the innate power of "Tao" will not be able to do anything to you."

Lin Zong suddenly felt that this so-called "Tao" had led many people astray, and paying too much attention to "Tao" to explore is not a good thing.

Perhaps, like Longsheng, the "Tao" that is born from the heart and naturally understood is truly one's own thing.

puff!

A trace of space was torn apart, and the thoughts of Lin Sect were so clear that Ling Feng had a disdainful face. The long sword had already tore the strong defense line of the disciples of Liudong Peak. No matter how the disciples of Liudong Peak summoned the "Dao" power defense and true qi defense, it seemed that they were a little disobedient, and they were one step slower. The long sword had torn his body-protecting true qi and cut into the arm of the disciples of Liudong Peak with a puff.

"Two moves, Ling Feng wins!"

The crowd went crazy. Especially the outer disciples who were crowded with people were suppressed by core disciples and inner disciples for many years. At this moment, their minds were liberated and they regarded themselves as Ling Feng. Ling Feng was victorious, and they were almost unable to extricate themselves from their excessive fantasy.

"The difference is a slight mistake. The spatial pressure of the primary level of the heavenly level has very little pressure on the innate fourth-level ‘Tao’ powers, but as long as you grasp it in a very exquisite way, you only want to win in that instant, then the innate fourth-level ‘Tao’ powers will be slaughtered like a weak lamb!"

Lin Zong was isolated on the thin peak, and a deep thought flashed in his calm eyes.

"There are three more people!" Xiu'er tightly squeezed her hands, and unconsciously shed a layer of sweat. Although she heard the judgment of her master Elder Huanxin, she still hoped that Lin Zong would perform.

The little girl didn't know that she was tight, and some young talents were even more angry at Lin Zong. They were waiting to see Lin Zong's good show.

In the next competition, Ling Feng's strength has made the elders of each peak unable to rise to the slightest idea of ​​winning.

With two moves, the innate master of Qi Yuefeng’s fourth-level ‘Dao’ was defeated again!

Only Ling Feng and Lin Zong were left in the field!

"The last championship competition. Group 6 of the Sword Peak and Group 10 of the Spirit Elephant Peak. Now start!" After the immortal teacher said, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Get him! Beat him! Beat him!" Compared to Ling Xiangfeng's silent, Wen Jianfeng became enthusiastic. The old man in green who was standing in the crowd sneered, "This is a bloody competition!"

Ling Feng raised his chin and kept paying attention to this young man who had not changed much from beginning to end. He was very disliked this expression. What he wanted was the audience to shout for him and fear him.

Even without the master's instructions, he would not let this guy have a good time. "Three moves!" He stretched out three more fingers without hesitation.

"Please take a move!" Lin Zong frowned slightly. He had just noticed the murderous intent flashing in Ling Feng's eyes. After pondering for a moment, his spiritual sense swept across the "Ask Sword Peak Area". Everyone mocked and noisy, only the old man in blue had a bit of cunning and ferocious look on his face.

Lin Zong vaguely felt that things were not simple.

At the beginning of the competition, Ling Feng made a move without a single move. Under the fanatical gaze of everyone, the entire space was stirred by his sword light, just like a devil's minion, grabbing Lin Zong's neck. Lin Zong stretched out his arm and swung it over as if he was pulling a willow branch.

Amid the laughing and sarcastic eyes, Jian Mangche was on Lin Zong's arm. "It's over!" Elder Ling Lei's face turned pale and could not stop him. He didn't expect Lin Zong to be so bold.

However, the ridicule of the crowd suddenly stopped at the next moment.

"What!"

The sword light suddenly disappeared, and the silver long sword with blue patterns was grabbed by Lin Zong in his hand. Then he slapped it casually and flew out with a snap. The master holding the long sword was taken down from Xifeng.

Ling Feng hurriedly stepped on the flying magic weapon, and a trace of rage surged. He was thrown out of the peak cliff and almost made a fool of himself!

"Die for me!" Last time he did it casually, Ling Feng did not intend to hold back this time. The endless pressure of space fell on Lin Zong, holding the long sword in his hand, and a trace of sword light gathered violently.

Puff puff puff puff...

The hundred-foot peak where Lin Zong was located collapsed little by little, and Lin Zong's body fell down. He felt the sword light falling rapidly above his head. Lin Zong frowned slightly. The attack almost exceeded the limit of his Great Perfect Physical resistance. So he stepped on his feet suddenly, breaking through the layers of space constraints, and jumped to another peak. He was not stupid enough to be able to handle any moves.

"What, he did not dodge!" The elders of Gefen Peak who were watching the battle finally saw a little mystery. "The heavy pressure of space just now was not something that the physical body of the innate peak could dodge! Then...!"

The elders were shocked. Great Perfection! There is only one explanation!

Confused! Elder Ling Lei and others were all confused. They checked Lin Zong’s body a few days ago, but why did they advance to the Great Perfection in a blink of an eye?

The physical advancement is not like the way you can take pills as you increase your cultivation. It is achieved little by little by little by little by little by year. There is no trace of tricks. But how do you explain what happened to Lin Zong?

They will never know, and even Lin Zong himself does not know very well about the heaven-defying *** of "Xingyi Thunder Demonstration". "Xingyi Thunder Demonstration" has broken the boundaries of ordinary advancement. As long as the conditions are sufficient, they can advance infinitely!

boom!

A loud thunderous sound finally awakened everyone who was stunned, and then everyone saw an incredible picture. There was a trace of thunder and lightning flowing from Ling Feng, and he hummed and smashed to the earth!

"Who told me what the hell is going on!"

"Yes, why didn't Ling Feng have too many just now? That punch is very slow, Ling Feng can dodge it!"

"Damn it, it's embarrassing. There are three more moves, and now I've been fucked by someone else!"

The crowd was stunned for a while and started to talk. A few young men who came to Xiu'er to take the opportunity to attack him were swallowed back the mockery, as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

"Space magic weapon? It can actually superimpose the space magic weapon with sixteen times the pressure. The little guy has an extraordinary opportunity!"

The old teacher looked at Lin Zong in surprise. Seeing that Lin Zong was calm from beginning to end, he now realized that the other party had such a trump card. He swept over Ling Feng who was beaten out of the circle and nodded, "This battle is won by Ling Xiang Feng!"

"Victed?" "How is this possible!"

The field was silent. If others could accept it, but Wen Jianfeng was almost out of breath. The Lingxiang Pool, which was about to be obtained, was gone?!

Ling Feng got up in a panic, his eyes were congested. He received a sign from his master and shouted coldly in hatred: "I don't agree!"

"Hmm?" The old teacher frowned slightly. "If you lose, you lose. What do you disagree?"

Elder Ling Lei also woke up from the great happiness and surprise, staring at Ling Feng unkindly. As long as he couldn't tell the reason, they tried their best to sacrifice and even asked for an explanation.

This victory is too expensive, and Lin Zong is equivalent to re-engaging in kindness for them. At this moment, everyone is holding their breath. As long as Ling Feng dares to say something that is not good for Lin Zong, they will go up and fight together.

Ling Feng tidied up his clothes and sneered: "What's the point of winning with the space magic weapon? Even if you have a great perfect body, the outcome is only 55% against me."

"Is that true?" Only Lin Zong himself understood that if he used his true qi cultivation and cooperated with the innate attack, Ling Feng might find it difficult to block his Great Wilderness Finger.

However, when Lin Zong heard the other party's words, he felt a sense of bad premonition in his heart.

Before the immortal master scolded him again, Ling Feng showed his fearless reason: "Report to the elder of the immortal master, this Lin Zong is not from my Piaomiao Peak at all. How can he represent Lingxiang Peak to participate in the battle? The master of the peak has already stipulated that anyone who uses other people's hands to compete will be treated as abstention, and the master of the peak will personally take the blame! The younger generation said it is true, so please ask the elder of the immortal master to find out!"
Chapter completed!