Chen Feng glanced at Sheng Linglong subconsciously. Sheng Linglong lowered her head, looking like she was looking for ants on the ground.
But Chen Feng knew how terrifying this woman would be once she exploded.
In a head-on battle, his winning rate is less than 30%.
The head coach glanced at Han Peirong meaningfully: "Pei Rong, are you satisfied with this result?"
Han Peirong looked a little confused, and she said softly: "Master, the results of the lottery are all random. The disciple... just drew randomly."
The headmaster narrowed his eyes.
He also knew that with several of them witnessing the drawing of lots this time, there would never be any more problems.
But this result inevitably made him a little unhappy.
Among Chen Feng and Han Peirong, he was originally more optimistic about Chen Feng.
But now.
If he wants to get the leader to fall on his side, he can only strongly support Han Peirong.
"Fight well." The headmaster nodded and said nothing more.
At the same time, he sent a message to Chen Feng: "If you can win against Sheng Linglong, that would be the best. If you can't win, you have to use the Flame Drill. As long as the Flame Drill is hit, Sheng Linglong will definitely recover in a short time.
If not, we can still create some opportunities for Pei Rong."
Chen Feng clenched his hands into fists tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Before, he felt it was natural for Han Peirong to pave the way for him, and he even felt secretly happy in his heart.
Now, when he was asked to pave the way for Han Peirong, he realized how much unwillingness and anger there was in this process.
"The overall situation is the most important thing," the headmaster emphasized.
Chen Feng gritted his teeth and nodded imperceptibly.
Before, Han Peirong had no choice.
Now, he also has no choice.
Han Peirong looked at Chen Feng tenderly: "Brother Feng, don't worry. When I get the leader's reward, I will give you half of it."
Chen Feng forced a smile.
This time the drawing of lots was truly settled, and the two battles started at the same time.
"It seems like it's still beneficial to the master's disciples after being whipped again. There's no difference at all." Lin Tiantian whispered, seeming a little unhappy.
On the left and right, Sheng Linglong had two hard bones to chew on.
Shi Nian looked at the battle on the field and showed an interesting smile: "No, there is a big difference."
Lin Tiantian looked at her with some doubts.
Um?
What's the difference?
Shi Nian's eyes were strange.
As the producer of Wan Jie Tong, she actually knows the identity of the anonymous disciple.
In Ten Thousand Realms, she made a deal with Xiao Tong and asked Xiao Tong to help protect Anonymous' information.
With Xiaotong's ability, no one else, not even the headmaster, not even the supreme elder, can detect the anonymous person's information.
but.
But she knew it from the beginning.
The person who anonymously exposed the shady story was clearly Han Peirong.
This disciple of the headmaster is quite interesting.
With her revealing the truth like this, does she really believe in the anonymity protection mechanism of Wan Jie Tong?
Or rather.
She felt that it didn't matter even if her identity was exposed to Ling Tianfeng.
Anyway.
Ling Tianfeng and the headmaster are inherently hostile.
Even if Ling Tianfeng knew her identity, he would just take advantage of the situation, let alone reveal her.
Han Peirong, she made a big bet.
It looks like now.
She seemed to have won the bet.
She has already stepped up to the throne of leadership.
But in fact, whether it was Chen Feng or Han Peirong, Shi Nian would not let them win the position of leader.
But Han Peirong...
Shi Nian smiled slightly, it was quite interesting.
In the book, didn't the headmaster develop Mu Jiangyue into his thorn in Lingtian Peak?
Now, Shi Nian suddenly felt that she could also develop a nail on the headmaster's side.
This Han Peirong is a very good partner.
After all, she took the initiative to give the handle to herself.
Anyway, let's see how things develop.
On stage.
Two battles take place simultaneously.
The fight between Han Peirong and Ding Yi was uneventful. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Han Peirong was suppressing Ding Yi and Ding Yi had almost no room for counterattack.
On Chen Feng and Sheng Linglong's side, the situation was intense.
Sheng Linglong once again activated her blood, and she was like a ferocious beast descending the mountain. Chen Feng relied on the convenience of weapons to drag him up at first.
But Sheng Linglong is the type who gets braver with each fight. After delaying for a while, her momentum not only did not decrease, but became more domineering with each punch.
Chen Feng gradually couldn't hold it any longer.
"Han Peirong wins." On the battlefield between Han Peirong and Ding Yi, the outcome has been decided.
Ding Yi left with a wry smile, and then he saw that his fellow disciples had pulled out a banner that said "Congratulations to the disciples of Huoyan Peak for winning fourth place."
Ding Yi's face couldn't help but darken.
These people!
He hasn't fought yet!
They have all the banners ready!
"Okay, junior brother, fourth is already very good." Yue Lin patted Ding Yi on the shoulder: "You should be lucky that you are not meeting those two. Among these three, Senior Sister Han's fighting style has improved
It’s quite gentle.”
Yue Lin pointed at the two people in the fierce battle, and Ding Yi couldn't help but look over.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Chen Feng has a fire elixir root, his spear skills are like a dragon, and he has explosive fire.
Sheng Linglong is of the bloodline of monster beasts, punches to the flesh, and is wild and domineering.
Ding Yi couldn't help but hold Yue Lin's hand: "Senior brother, I fought with Sheng Linglong before, thank you for your hard work."
Yue Lin held Ding Yi's hand with tears in her eyes: "Junior brother, seeing as how hard I have worked so hard, can you lend me some spiritual stones for a flower?"
Ding Yi immediately changed the subject: "Brother, the battle seems to be decided."
Although the topic has been changed, the battle between Sheng Linglong and Chen Feng has indeed come to an end.
Sheng Linglong was addicted to fighting, and her momentum had reached an extreme level, completely suppressing Chen Feng.
Chen Feng rolled his eyes and suddenly jumped out. He said to Sheng Linglong: "Junior Sister Sheng, no fight, we won't fight."
Sheng Linglong was stunned for a moment. Is Senior Brother Chen admitting defeat?
Sheng Linglong stopped, and the red light in her eyes slowly dissipated.
She timidly said: "Senior brother, please give me permission..."
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
Sudden!
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and the flame drill pierced out from the tip of the spear, and with lightning speed, it went straight to Sheng Linglong's dantian.
Sheng Linglong's expression changed.
She barely dodged, and although she avoided the critical point of her dantian, the flame drill still pierced directly into her chest.
"Junior sister, this time, I won." Chen Feng looked overjoyed and thrust out his spear suddenly.
On stage!
Immortal Chaofang’s face turned livid!
She is an introvert. Over the years, she has never made friends with anyone except Baihua Xianzun.
Even though she was very interested in the story in the storybook given to her by Shi Nian, she just secretly asked her disciple to buy it for her to read, and did not take the initiative to show kindness to Ling Tianfeng.
This is her way of protecting herself.
In addition, she never interacted with others and always lived her own life behind closed doors.
But this Chen Feng!
He actually used such despicable methods against Linglong!
How dare he!
Chaofang Xianzun clenched his fists.
If he were a disciple of Lord Lingtian Sword Master or Lord Fire Flame, would Chen Feng dare to be so unscrupulous?
It's too much to bully others by teaching one discipline!