The day after the first test of the Thousand Sects Competition, it was still dark and bright, and the disciples of Zhenwu Shen Pavilion headed by Xu Wencheng had already arrived in front of the palace of Zhenwu Shen Pavilion early.
At this time, there were also disciples from the Shura Sect and other sects competing in the arena. The Zhenwu Shen Pavilion and the others walked directly to the side and started watching.
Their appearance aroused heated discussion among many people, who all speculated that they were looking for Huang Pu or Ling Feng.
More than ten minutes later, Shura Sect won another round, and the crowd was filled with howls.
"Why did you lose again!"
"One thousand three hundred defeats, can you give me a good one?"
"I have lost more than two thousand Xuanyuan."
If it was just out of frustration, it wouldn't be so, just because the Shura Sect collectively opened a gambling game to determine the outcome.
Because of the 1,300-game winning streak, one loses 100 to the Shura Sect, so even though the Shura Sect has a great chance of winning, there are still many people who are lucky enough to lose, and they specifically choose the weaker ones from the Shura Sect to challenge.
As long as the Shura Sect loses once, they will make a profit and win back everything they lost before. However, the Shura Sect has not lost once yet, which makes those conservatives make a lot of money.
Xu Wencheng glanced at the disciples of the Shura Sect who were settling Xuanyuan, took out a small sword and handed it to the man next to him, saying: "Help me hold it down."
"Third Senior Brother, there are also ours."
All the disciples of the Zhenwu Shen Pavilion also took out the Xuanwen weapons and handed them to the third brother of the Zhenwu Shenge. The latter took them and walked onto the ring, then waved his hand and slapped more than a dozen Xuanwen weapons towards the Shura Sect.
Disciple, said: "I am the third senior brother of the Zhenwu Shen Pavilion. I challenge Ling Feng and defeat the Shura Sect."
The disciple on the stage didn't say anything. He waved a beam of profound energy and hit the mysterious pattern weapon floating in front of him. A series of formations flashed out, accompanied by an astonishing aura, which could explode at any time.
The disciple turned around and shouted to the sect masters behind him: "Third grade and sixth formation, senior brother?"
"One hundred thousand yuan, but it depends on what Ling Feng wants." Zhao Bin, the leader of the fifth sect who happened to be present, said, then looked at several people from the Blood Sect, Wei Ming nodded and entered the palace.
The rest of the people also waited patiently, and Wei Ming came out not long after, along with Chu Wuliang and others. Chu Wuliang walked directly onto the ring: "After passing my level, Ling Feng will promise you."
Xu Wencheng in the audience was not surprised, and then said: "Are you ready for thirteen million yuan?"
As soon as his words came out, everyone was reminded of this shocking bet, a bet of thirteen million yuan! This was because Zhenwu Shen Pavilion gave him face, and he only asked for ten times, not one to one hundred.
If someone sells such a large amount of Xuanyuan, one can even buy an ordinary first-grade divine soul weapon.
It was unimaginable for the disciples of the first-class forces to have so many Xuanyuan. For a moment, everyone looked at Chu Wuliang.
Chu Wuliang didn't say much. He directly took out the Shura flag and inserted it into the ring, and destroyed the formation. In an instant, black clouds swept out, accompanied by thunder and lightning, and a cold murderous aura with destructive power passed through.
All bodies.
A second-grade Heavenly King weapon!
Everyone looked at it in surprise. This was a disciple of the Shen Sect. He was using a second-grade Xuanwen weapon, and it was not an ordinary kind.
After showing it off, Chu Wuliang put away the killing flag, then looked at the person opposite and asked, "How is it?"
"Can."
The third brother of the Zhenwu Shen Pavilion nodded, and then he and Chu Wuliang waved their hands at the same time to shoot out a stream of profound energy. They touched each other instantly, and a powerful wave erupted and swept away in all directions. On the surface, there was no obvious difference.
But the warriors around them still saw the difference between the two men and began to place bets.
While waiting, the third senior brother from Zhenwu Shen Pavilion said to Xu Wencheng below: "We will make one when we get back."
"Yes, but I have to ask Mo Yuan."
Chu Wuliang didn't say anything when he heard the conversation between the two, because they also followed the same example, but they did it directly by themselves instead of using a special gambling game. Many first-class sects couldn't do it because they were suspected of fraud.
But Shenzong was different. The disciples themselves were extremely wealthy, and the gambling bureau was only set up to make a little money on the way, which was more credible.
At this moment, deep in the palace, there was a large competition field where Ling Feng and Shan Ziqi were sparring. They did not fight, but just compared their own body skills. The winner was the one who met the other three times.
The two figures created an extremely chaotic afterimage in the air.
Ling Feng's burst is extremely high and can span a hundred feet in one step. Shan Ziqi's speed is slightly slower, but extremely flexible. She can come and go as freely as a gust of wind. Every time Ling Feng rushes in front of Shan Ziqi, she can
Go around behind Ling Feng.
If Ling Feng hadn't reacted quickly and directly counterattacked to force Shan Ziqi back, he would have lost long ago.
Their speed was so fast that they could not even see the figures below the Earth King. There were also many disciples from the two sects watching around them, such as Huang Pu, Feng Yao and others.
After yesterday, the relationship between Fengya and Shura Sect became extremely friendly, and the disciples of the two sects had frequent contact.
Feng Yao watched for a while and suddenly sighed: "Oh, junior sister will lose in a while."
"Ling Feng's spiritual palace is different from ordinary people, and because his physical body is powerful, he can use more profound energy. If you want to defeat him, you can only rely on a higher level of power to completely gain the upper hand."
Huang Pu also nodded and said, as someone who had fought with Ling Feng for ten days, he knew Ling Feng's advantages best.
Then it turned out as they said, neither Ling Feng nor Shan Ziqi could touch each other in the first fifteen minutes, but in the next fifteen minutes Shan Ziqi's speed began to slow down, even if it was just
Even a little bit is fatal.
Ling Feng met Shan Ziqi for the first time at the eighteenth minute, but ten minutes later, Ling Feng met her three times in just one second, and finally won.
The two fell from the sky together. Although she was defeated, Shan Ziqi had a smile on her face, and she thoughtfully helped Ling Feng tidy up her collar.
Seeing this scene, Feng Yao shook his head and couldn't help but said: "She lost against me before but she didn't go out for two months."
"Wouldn't it be great if you found a partner?"
Huang Pu teased, but he never thought that Feng Yao smiled mysteriously and looked at Huang Pu: "Yes."
The word "district" made Huang Pu take a deep look at Feng Yao, and then said: "No wonder you are only at the fifth level."
"Mo Yuan's sixth level, if you don't believe me, go out and ask."
"never mind."
Huang Pu felt helpless for the first time. While they were talking, Ling Feng and Shan Ziqi came over. The four of them sat at the stone table, discussing repairs and waiting for the battle outside to end.
Not long after, Feng Xiyang came and found Ran Bai, who had defeated him before. He said, "I am the Third Level Earth King and you are also the Third Level Earth King?"
"The third level of the Earth King and the third level of the Earth King cannot be generalized."
Ran Bai looked at Feng Xiyang and said, then walked out with his sword in hand. The two of them fought together again. The sword light was raging, the wind and waves were as powerful as the sky, and the fight was extremely fierce.
Ling Feng asked: "Did he look away?"
"Probably. After all, you are all like this, so you don't have much chance."
Feng Yao said uncertainly, but Shan Ziqi still had some resentment and said coldly: "That's the best." She still remembers how Feng Xiyang beat Ling Feng like that, and took a picture.
There are still some in Shidu.
Feng Xiyang seemed to have heard Shan Ziqi's words, and suddenly he was struck by Ran Bai's sword.
"..."
The three people on the stone table were stunned. Feng Xiyang, who was fighting in the same realm, dared to pay attention to the situation here, while Shan Ziqi had a cold face, but she didn't say anything.
"It looks like it will take a while."
Feng Yao shook his head and Ling Feng pressed Shan Ziqi's hand on his lap with one hand and watched them fighting calmly.
Not long after, Wei Ming came back with a smile on his face and said, "Master Chu has won."
"Then I don't have to make a trip."
Ling Feng also smiled, and at the same time stood up and took the storage container handed over by Wei Ming, and handed one of them to Huang Pu.
Wei Ming then walked away and sent it to others. The Fengya disciples were very envious.
"You guys are quite scheming," Feng Yao said.
"If you want Fengya, that's fine."
Huang Pu said, Feng Yao looked at him for a while before speaking: "I think so, but if I do that, all the disciples' wealth will be completely lost."
All the disciples of Shura Sect are really too strong. There may be people in the same realm who can defeat them, but so far, no one has appeared!
Today, there are also disciples of Yulongshen Sect who are still Earth Kings, but they also failed to defeat the Earth Kings of Shura Sect. They have a strong tendency to be invincible.
The Shura Sect, which had been in seclusion for more than ten years, fully showed its talents in the Thousand Sect Competition.
"If you win the championship again, then Qian Zong will be yours from now on, and everyone else will just be a supporting role."
Feng Yao said with a heavy heart.
Ling Feng and Huang Pu were not so optimistic, because they knew very well that the reason why Shura Sect was so powerful was because God Emperor Shura used the essence of heaven and earth to train them regardless of the cost.
If they fail to win the championship, it may not matter to outsiders, but Huang Pu and Ling Feng will inevitably fall into self-blame.
More than ten minutes later, Feng Xiyang's challenge finally failed again, and Ran Bai won again. He stretched out his hand to pull Feng Xiyang up and told the truth: "I'm going to reach the fourth level."
"Otherwise you can beat me?"
Feng Xiyang snorted coldly, feeling a lot more comfortable, then glanced at Shan Ziqi and Ling Feng, turned around and left, which was quite cool.
In the next two days, Shura Sect and others spent time competing with the disciples of Fengya. Feng Yao and Huang Pu even competed at the same level. Although both sides did not try their best and only used three moves, Huang Pu was able to use all three moves.
Having the upper hand, Feng Yaoshu was convinced.
Shan Ziqi also competed with Huang Pu, and although she also lost, one of the three moves had the upper hand, the second move was slightly weaker, and the third move failed.
Feng Xiyang also asked again to fight in the same realm as Ling Feng, but failed in all three moves. Feng Yao went into battle, and the same thing happened.
Afterwards, Feng Yao invited Huang Pu and Ling Feng to have a fight, but Huang Pu immediately gave up. Only then did Feng Yao understand that the strongest person in Shura Sect was Ling Feng on the other hand.
At that time, the light in Shan Ziqi's eyes made Feng Xiyang want to leave on the spot, but in the end he didn't leave and just sighed heavily.