Qi Siliu's influence is extremely high. Coupled with the help of the warriors of the Tianqi Empire, the warriors in the audience immediately supported Mo Ran's continued participation in the war.

Zhou Feng's heart suddenly sank. Although he mustered up the courage to say this, he knew better than anyone else that the chance of stopping Mo Ran from continuing to join the war was very low!

But even so, he must argue so well. Although it is not very glorious, as long as he gets the position of Young King, these will soon disappear. Who will remember what method he used?

But if he fails, he may fall into a place of doom. The serious consequences may make him lose his reputation as a young genius and he will never be able to raise his head again.

After hearing Qi Siliu's words, Huang Qingfeng nodded slightly and said, "What the Seventh Princess said makes sense."

Huang Qingfeng then looked at Zhou Feng and said, "What are your arguments about the Seventh Princess?"

"I...!" Zhou Feng was shocked. How dare he refute the words of the Seventh Princess of the Tianqi Empire, but now Huang Qingfeng asked him, he could not stop talking or refute. Otherwise, Mo Ran could go directly to argue with him!

At such a tense moment, Zhou Feng insisted on calming down, keeping his eyes off anyone, and slowly said: "Anyone's rebuttal, I admit that I am polite, but this is not a debate. I am just following the rules of the Seven Kingdoms debate! Mo Ran has lost according to the rules, which is undeniable! As for how seniors and others determine, how to deal with, and how to decide, I have no objection!"

Zhou Feng's words threw the focus of the contradiction to Huang Qingfeng again. He laughed in admiration. This kid is smart!

Huang Qingfeng looked at Mo Ran again, and Mo Ran bowed and said, "Everyone follows the predecessor's treatment!"

At this time, Huang Qingye's voice transmission echoed in Huang Qingfeng's ears. He thought for a moment and couldn't help but nod and said yes!

Immediately, he took a step forward and walked between Mo Ran and Zhou Feng, glanced at the audience, and rolling voices spread throughout every corner of the rooftop: "After the resolution of the Tianhuang Empire, I announced..."

Huang Qingfeng paused slightly.

Suddenly everyone's heartstrings were touched by it.

Especially Mo Ran and Zhou Feng, their hearts were beating wildly and they were extremely nervous. They looked at each other and quickly turned away their eyes.

“…Mo Ran can continue to participate in the war!”

boom-!

Zhou Feng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and there was only one thought in his mind, it's over!

On the other hand, Mo Ran had a cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

The audience cheered at the audience table. Zisliu nodded with satisfaction.

"but!…"

Huang Qingfeng suddenly said: "The Tianhuang Empire does not want to let a genius be buried. Mo Ran can continue to participate in the war! However, what Zhou Feng said is indeed reasonable. Letting Mo Ran participate in the war has indeed destroyed the dozens of seven-nation debates held! Therefore, Mo Ran is to be resuppressed to the eighth level of the Yunyuan Realm to participate in the war!"

There was another uproar in the viewing table!

Ling Yunluo smiled and said, "This is fair and tight!"

Zhou Feng suddenly seemed to be a drowning man who grabbed a straw, and his pupils flashed again. Why was Zhou Feng afraid of others under the same realm?

Although Mo Ran felt nervous, he slowly felt relieved. This move was indeed very fair. He had nothing to say and should not have any objections!

Huang Qingfeng continued: "If the two participants have no objection! Please go to the battle station!"

Huang Qingfeng then a stream of energy in his hand enveloped Mo Ran. With his Xuanyuan Realm's cultivation level, he sealed a warrior who had just entered the ninth level of the Yuanyuan Realm. It was not easy! After a moment, he withdrew his gaze.

Mo Ran was in a daze, and the surging power just now had indeed dissipated a lot, which was no different from when he just stepped onto the main battle stage. Mo Ran couldn't help but look at Huang Qingfeng with respect.

Zhou Feng and Mo Ran looked at each other, and then they flew to the second battle platform.

Qin Heng also nodded and signaled Huang Miao, and the two of them left the main battle platform.

The storm finally calmed down! Everyone was relieved of their hearts, and now they can only wait for the result!

Qin Heng fought against Huang Miao, and he could be said to be without any suspense. He only took a few rounds to determine the outcome, but Qin Heng was very gentlemanly and did not hurt Huang Miao.

Qin Yueli was overjoyed and said, "Brother Heng! Good! Now, I, Tianqin, are the first to win two consecutive games in the middle empire!"

Qin Yueli looked at Huang Guting with great pride.

Huang Guting smiled and said, "Congratulations! I wish Tianqin to become the leader of the middle empire!"

Qin Yueli said happily after hearing this: "You are the prince of the Tianhuang Empire. No wonder your father doesn't like you so much. If he hears what you say, he will not break your legs. You unfilial son! Humph!"

Huang Guting shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.

Qin Yueli suddenly said again: "The next game will be sixteen years old! You'll want you to play! Are you ready?"

Huang Guting smiled slightly and said, "Are you worried that I can't win?"

"Bah!" Qin Yueli spat and snorted: "I'm worried that you will lose too badly!"

"Then I'll lend you auspicious words!" Huang Guting smiled and said, "If I meet someone from Tianqin in a while, I will definitely show mercy!"

"Hmph!" Qin Yueli snorted coldly, without saying a word, but she was very happy. After a while, he would remind Tian Qin that the warrior who went to fight would admit defeat if he met Huang Guting. Anyway, he would not win.

"Hey! Tell me, Mo Ran and Zhou Feng, who can win?" Qin Yueli said as she looked at the two people fighting fiercely on the stage.

Huang Guting smiled and said, "At half a dozen, but Mo Ran has a higher chance of winning!"

"Why?!" Qin Yueli said in confusion: "Now Zhou Feng seems to have a slight advantage and has already suppressed Mo Ran."

Huang Guting said lightly: "When experiencing the past, Zhou Feng did not allow himself to fail, so Zhou Feng was eager to win, and he held his breath in his heart. He opened and closed his mind as if he had to win. However, Mo Ran was not Yi and he was very arrogant. He would not be intimidated by his aura! The two of them would fight, and after a long time, Zhou Feng, who was eager to win, would be anxious and flawed. Mo Ran was meticulous and could win if he grasped the flaws!"

Qin Yueli said disapprovingly: "What if Zhou Feng has no flaws! As long as he persists, he will have a great chance of winning!"

Huang Guting nodded and said, "It is indeed possible. At a critical moment, I am still at ease, but there are only ones who can do this!"

On the battle stage, Zhou Feng had a long ghost-headed sword, whirling left and right, slashing horizontally towards Mo Ran, but Mo Ran's silver sword in his hand was left and right, and he could barely avoid the sharpness of the knife every time.

Sure enough, Zhou Feng's mood had already reached the extreme. The two were almost equal in the power of the eighth level of the Yuanyuan Realm, but he really wanted to win too much, especially after experiencing what had just happened. If he did not defeat Mo Ran, he would have a face to face him? So there was only one way in front of him, and there was no other way!

Thinking of this, the power in his hand increased greatly. The ghost-headed sword in his hand once again emitted dark and dark energy. The air was clamoring. His arm swung, and his direction changed again. All the energy on his body was injected into it. He wanted to launch this strongest attack to determine the outcome! Even life and death!

The ghost-headed sword, the sword body was extremely dark, emitted dark clouds, and even a slight gust was ignited from the sword. Zhou Feng's eyes were red, and his energy was completely poured into the ghost-headed sword. The blood and energy on his body slowly gushed again to create a murderous aura full of blood evil. His face was extremely ferocious, and he stared at Mo Ran. He wanted to use this blow to strike his path to the young king.

"Kill! Ghost Dark Strike"

Zhou Feng held a big sword in his hand, and a black air followed, whistling out with his big sword. The air around him trembled, and a gust of cold wind blew towards Mo Ran.

The cold wind blew on Mo Ran's face, and a biting coldness slowly came. Mo Ran was shocked. Unexpectedly, Zhou Feng actually used this trick to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and himself with 800 damage! Even if he defeated him, he would be seriously injured! But, obviously, the price of serious injury is very low at Zhou Feng's current moment!

Mo Ran's heart reached a deep touch and secretly held the silver sword in his hand. Suddenly, the sword light was strong, and several meters of sword light roared out. The terrifying sword energy spread out, covering several meters of space in all directions, and was vast, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, and it blasted Zhou Feng to suppress it.

Although Mo Ran was suppressed, the eighth level of the Yuan Realm could already release 800 kilograms of power. With the addition of the sword intent, a thousand kilograms of power can be achieved at will.

He held a long sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhou Feng. Zhou Feng was overjoyed when he saw this. The ghost-headed sword followed him to meet Mo Ran and also fought with him head-on!

Ten meters! Five meters! Three meters!

The two are getting closer,

In the end, it was only one meter away!

At this critical moment, Mo Ran suddenly changed his shape, kicked his feet gently, turned sideways, and flew over the black air against Zhou Feng's ghost-headed sword!

Zhou Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that at such a close distance, Mo Ran could still avoid it very quickly. This not only requires agility in body skills, but also requires a calm mind and a meticulous heart! It is really rare to have such a state of mind at the moment of life and death!

Everyone at the viewing table held their breath and closed their voices, widening their eyes, trying to see how fierce the two of them were about to fight.

Huang Qingfeng also had the Yuan power in his hand. If the two of them couldn't stop, he would try his best to rescue him. After all, from ancient times to the present, there had never been any death in the battle between the seven kingdoms. At this time, this situation occurred in the two Yuanyuan realms, which was extremely rare! He must not let this happen in the Tianhuang Empire!

Mo Ran was extremely nervous at this time. If he made a mistake, he might be buried under Zhou Feng's knife. He held his breath and his Yuanli surged again. He picked up the long sword in his hand and staggered Zhou Feng's big sword. However, Zhou Feng had no choice but to watch the big sword being suppressed by the silver sword.

"Ca!Ca!..."

The sound of swords passing through the sky was heard, and Zhou Feng's eyes were red but he could do nothing. When he finally turned around and slashed down again, it was too late.

Mo Ran's long sword swung, and the sword energy roared out. The terrifying sword energy spread out, covering the space where Zhou Feng was located. It was vast and like a dragon coming out of the abyss. All the turbid air of Zhou Feng's ghost-headed sword was cut off by the sword intent!

"Swish!"

"Bang!"

Mo Ran had already taken the lead. He relaxed his right hand, held the sword in his left hand, and slashed towards Zhou Feng's sword with his backhand. Zhou Feng turned around, how could he avoid it? He couldn't help but slow down. The sword picked the knife handle, and the ghost-headed sword immediately flew out of his hand.

"Bang!" It hit the battlefield far away, stirring up a wave of air and dust.

"Swish!" A sword sounded in Zhou Feng's ear, and it was pressed three inches under Zhou Feng's ear.
Chapter completed!