On the high platform, Tang Feng stood facing the wind, his long flowing hair swaying in the wind, and his dark green shirt making a sound, which made him feel like he was riding the wind.
"The last one!" Tang Feng swung his long sword and pointed at the last Giant Sword Sect disciple.
This disciple of the Giant Sword Sect looked at Tang Feng timidly, with an extremely troubled expression on her face. Her level was no more than the same as the other two Huang-level low-level disciples, and just now Tang Feng easily defeated his opponent twice, as if
It wasn't difficult at all, and she was afraid that she would be asking for humiliation if she went up again.
"What?" Tang Feng sneered, "Who just said that Tianxiu will only bully those with fewer people because of the large number of people? Now, Master, I will give you a chance to fight alone and no one will come forward?"
As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, a sound of hunting in clothes came over, and then a figure rushed onto the high platform. Tang Feng turned his head and looked at the person who came, and was shocked to find that this person was actually Bian Nanfeng, the young master of the Jujian Sect.
Bian Nanfeng said with a sullen face: "It's really shameful for a grown man to bully some girls. Why don't you let me come and play with my brothers?"
Bian Nanfeng had no choice. Although he also worried about the face and reputation of his sect, the prize for this competition was a heavenly weapon. Originally, he thought that several junior sisters under his sect would definitely win, but he did not expect that they would suddenly emerge from the sky.
Tang Feng, a registered disciple, came and beat down several junior sisters with three strikes. If he didn't take action, the weapons of the day would have to change their names. If he lost this treasure, he would definitely be scolded by his father when he returned.
As soon as Bian Nanfeng came on stage, Bai Suyi slapped the table angrily: "It's so shameless! It's so shameless!"
The four elders also looked extremely ugly.
Tang Feng was only at the seventh level of the Gang, while Bian Nanfeng was already at the middle level of the Xuan level. The gap in realm could be described as a chasm.
Moreover, Tang Feng is only fifteen years old today, but Bian Nanfeng is already twenty-five or six years old. This is a difference of ten years.
The gap in both strength and age was too huge. Even if Tang Feng trained with Bai Xiaolan for a month, no matter how sophisticated Baidi City's martial art was, such a gap could not be made up.
As soon as Bian Nanfeng came on stage, the thousands of Tianxiu disciples below began to sigh. The girls were more polite in cursing and could not utter curse words, but thousands of people started scolding him together, and the momentum was quite spectacular.
No matter how thick-faced Bian Nanfeng was, he still couldn't bear it. His face turned green and white, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.
Tang Feng looked at Bian Nanfeng coldly and said sarcastically: "Am I bullying them? I am only at the seventh level of refining Gang. Which of them is not far stronger than me? As for you, although I can't tell what your level is, but I
I think your strength will definitely be higher than theirs, does it count as bullying me if you jump up now?"
Bian Nanfeng became a little angry and said: "This competition was agreed to be between the younger generation of disciples. Although I, Bian Nanfeng, am the young sect leader, I can also be regarded as a member of the younger generation of disciples, so I have not broken any rules. As for saying
Bullying you..." Bian Nanfeng smiled coldly and said shamelessly: "So what if I bully you just because I am stronger than you?"
"Shameless!"
"Shameless!"
The scoldings of Tianxiu's disciples were heard one after another, but Bian Nanfeng ignored them.
"What a young master of the Jusword Sect. It turns out that this is the way your Jusword Sect behaves. It's really amazing." Tang Feng also carried a gun and a stick in his words, hiding a knife behind his smile.
However, what Bian Nanfeng said is indeed true. This competition is a competition between the disciples of the first generation of the era. At the beginning, there was no rule saying who was not allowed to participate. Since Bian Nanfeng is a disciple of the first generation of the Jujian Sect, he has this qualification.
It's just that what he did was too shameless.
"Feng'er is in big trouble now!" Lin Ruoyuan muttered in the stands.
"Bian Nanfeng has made it clear that he is unwilling to give up the heavenly weapons." Bai Suyi sneered, "Such a despicable man, fortunately I did not agree to his previous alliance conditions."
Amidst the scoldings of the girls, Bian Nanfeng took a giant sword from a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect, looked at Tang Feng coldly, and said: "If you admit defeat now, it's too late, otherwise we'll really fight later."
, your face doesn’t look good either.”
"Do the people from the Giant Sword Sect only talk big words?" Tang Feng glanced at him with disdain, and without waiting for the other party to make a move first, he spread out the lotus flower with his feet, and rushed to Bian Nanfeng's side with a thrust, raising his long sword.
, a move called Pinghu Sword Technique was used.
Bian Nanfeng snorted coldly, and swept his giant sword to the side, towards Tang Feng's long sword. Before the two swords touched each other, Tang Feng had already sheathed his sword and switched to another move.
Although Tang Feng had killed several Xuan-level people before, that time he relied on a sneak attack and used flying needles to destroy the combat effectiveness of several senior members of the Liu family. But this time it was a real fight with swords and guns.
Even if Tang Feng can reach the seventh level of Lian Gang and defeat his opponent, he can't do it too exaggeratedly.
Ling'er was unprepared before and was kicked down by Tang Feng. The second big-eyed beauty, Tang Feng fought with her for a long time. He relied on his changing sword skills to make her hard to guard and win.
Tang Feng won the two low-level yellow-level ones relatively easily.
It can be said that with Tang Feng's current foundation, the opponent he can defeat with swordsmanship and moves in front of everyone is only a middle-level yellow-level opponent. If the opponent's strength is higher, Tang Feng will have more than enough ambition but not enough power.
Bian Nanfeng, on the other hand, is at the middle level of Xuan level.
After only a few fights, Tang Feng knew that he couldn't defeat him by relying solely on swordsmanship and footwork.
Bian Nanfeng was also a little angry. He originally thought that he could easily defeat Tang Feng and save some face. But the facts made him a little disappointed. In anger, Bian Nanfeng instantly used the power of Gang Xin.
Tang Feng only saw Bian Nanfeng pause for a moment, and the powerful light on his body flashed, and then a vague tiger head suddenly appeared behind Bian Nanfeng's head. The tiger head was as big as two washbasins, and it grinned.
, the fierce spirit, the moment the tiger head appeared, there was also a tiger roar that resounded through the sky from its mouth.
The dragon follows the cloud, the tiger follows the wind! After mobilizing the power of Gang Xin, Bian Nanfeng's moves became more and more fierce, his sword swing became more steady, and his speed suddenly increased.
Tang Feng was able to easily force down the two low-level Huang Jianmen disciples because their reactions could not keep up with Tang Feng's speed, so Tang Feng found the flaw. Bian Nanfeng was different. His reaction was different from Tang Feng's.
Although there are flaws in the moves, they are not something Tang Feng can grasp now.
Bian Nanfeng became more and more courageous as he fought. Tang Feng could only rely on his pace to walk beside him, looking a little tired of coping. Thousands of Tianxiu disciples below watched nervously, with their hearts in their throats.
