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Chapter 1876

Even Chu Jianqiu couldn't help but look sideways at Meng Xian's despicable appearance. When it came to the level of despicability, this guy was very different from the Sky-Swallowing Tiger. If the two of them met together in the future, they would probably give each other a run for their money.

The battle in the ring started very directly, and there was no nonsense from beginning to end. After a deacon drew a lot, the two disciples who were drawn went on stage to face off.

The first five rounds of the arena battle are a direct elimination system. The defeated disciple is eliminated, while the winning disciple enters the next round.

If you encounter an opponent that is too strong in the first five rounds, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky.

The competition in this arena battle is very fierce. It is much more fierce than the competition between the younger generation held in the Southern Continent Alliance. These Meng family disciples are generally stronger than the younger generation disciples of the Southern Continent Alliance.

However, these competitions were of little interest to Chu Jianqiu. The reason why he came to watch was entirely to cheer for Meng Xian.

After all, this level of fighting was too weak for Chu Jianqiu now, so weak that he couldn't even get interested in it.

So after watching a few matches, Chu Jianqiu found a place to sit down, where he closed his eyes and rested his mind. Only when it was Meng Xian's turn to appear, Chu Jianqiu would look up.

Chu Jianqiu seemed to be sitting there with his eyes closed and concentrating, but in fact he was silently meditating on the Fengjuan Jue.

He had already got this Fengjuan Jue when he took down the Kamikaze Pavilion. When he had an arena battle with Guo Shu in Tuoyue City, he saw Guo Shu using the Fengjuan Jue, and he had been coveting the Fengjuan Jue.

Very.

Chu Jianqiu had a deep understanding of the Avenue of Wind, but the only thing he lacked was the method of using it. For him, the Wind Scroll Technique was a timely help.

It's just that after Chu Jianqiu got the Fengjuan Jue, so many things happened during this period that he didn't have time to understand the Fengjuan Jue.

In addition, Wu Gu's clone had to perfect the Tao sword skill some time ago, which delayed the practice of the Wind Scroll Technique.

It was only now that Chu Jianqiu took some time to understand the Wind Scroll Technique.

The Wind Scroll Technique is one of the three secret arts of Shenfeng Pavilion. There is no doubt about its power, but the training conditions are also extremely demanding. You must have a deep understanding of the avenue of wind to successfully practice it.

There are seven levels of Fengjuan Jue. Even with Guo Shu's qualifications, he was only able to practice to the third level.

If you practice the Wind Scroll Technique to the seventh level, you can exert the power to destroy the world. However, the Shenfeng Pavilion has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and there are no more than three people who can practice the Wind Scroll Technique to the seventh level. Even if

Xiang Qi, a strong man in the middle stage of the divine realm, is only at the fifth level of cultivation.

However, the cultivation of this Wind Scroll Technique is not difficult for Chu Jianqiu at all. With his profound understanding of the Dao of Wind, this Wind Scroll Technique is almost tailor-made for him.

In addition, he has a supreme artifact like the Chaos Supreme Tower to cleanse the soul day and night, and his understanding is unparalleled. After only three days, he has completely understood the Fengjuan Jue.

In three days, the Meng family's arena battle has reached its third round.

In these three rounds, Meng Xian basically did not encounter any strong opponents, and those who faced him were knocked off the ring without being able to take a single punch from him.

Because Meng Xian won too easily, and because he had the breath-absorbing charm given to him by the talented Chu Jianqiu, no one at the scene could tell that his cultivation had returned to the peak of the divine realm.

Meng Sisong looked at Meng Xian on the ring and murmured to himself, what method did this kid use to hide the aura of his realm cultivation so perfectly?

If he hadn't already known that Meng Xian had returned to the peak of the divine-human realm, and if he hadn't observed carefully, even he would have been deceived by Meng Xian's methods.

As for Meng Siyuan and others, due to their preconceived notions, they thought that Meng Xian was still poisoned by the Vein-locking Pill, and they would not have discovered Meng Xian's disguise.

Meng Sisong turned around and glanced at Chu Jianqiu, who was sitting in a corner of the martial arts arena silently watching the battle. It seemed that the method used to conceal the aura of cultivation on Meng Xian was once again the work of this wonderful young man.

After seeing all the wonderful things that happened to Meng Xian, Meng Sisong became more convinced that Chu Jianqiu came from a certain ancient power. Otherwise, how could an ordinary sect have so many unpredictable gods and ghosts?

means.

Meng Siyuan looked at Meng Xian on the ring with an expression of indifference. Let you jump around for a while. When you meet Huai'er, you will make a fool of yourself.

Another two days passed, and after Chu Jianqiu thoroughly understood the Fengjuan Jue, he began to practice it.

The first and second levels were too simple for him. Even in public, he was not afraid of being disturbed at all and just closed his eyes and practiced in a corner of the martial arts arena.

Because of his extremely profound understanding of the Great Way of Wind, he practiced the Fengjuan Jue with great speed. In just two days, he had already mastered the first and second levels of the Fengjuan Jue.

After these two days, the arena battle has reached the fifth round.

After five rounds of elimination, the remaining disciples are all very strong and are much more interesting than the previous competitions.

In the fifth round, Meng Xian met Meng Fei, a master at the peak of the divine realm.

Meng Fei looked across at Meng Xian who was looking carefree, with a cold smile on his lips: "Meng Xian, this is the end of the ring battle for you today!"

In the misty forest, he led Meng Wu, Meng Fen and others to drive monsters to surround and kill Meng Xian. They repeatedly failed, and Meng Wu was even stepped on by Chu Jianqiu, which was an extreme humiliation.

At that time, because he was in the misty forest, he was deeply afraid of the pervert Chu Jianqiu, so Meng Fei did not dare to attack Meng Xian later, but it did not mean that he was afraid of Meng Xian.

But now they were fighting openly and openly in the ring. Without Chu Jianqiu's help, Meng Fei didn't take Meng Xian seriously at all.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come and hit me if you can!" Meng Xian showed a mean smile on his face and raised his finger at Meng Fei, which was extremely provocative.

When Meng Fei saw this, his face turned green with anger.

Mad, she had known for a long time that she didn't open her mouth and just started fighting with him. Isn't it uncomfortable to scold this shameless bitch?

Meng Fei didn't waste any more words, and in a flash, he rushed towards Meng Xian.

Everyone in the audience was full of expectations for this battle. How long would Meng Xian last under Meng Fei's hand?

No one thought that Meng Xian could win, because since Meng Xian became useless, not only had his cultivation level declined, but his combat power was inferior to that of ordinary warriors of the same realm. He was no longer the genius who could cross borders and kill enemies.

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