Precisely because Wu Shen does not have a deep grasp of the Eighteen Pans of Taishan, there will be a slight stiffness between each of the eighteen turns. If Lu Xuan can detect the stiffness, seize the opportunity, and break it at this stiff moment.
Wu Shen's eighteen games, and then he once again turned from defense to offense, so his chances of winning should be pretty good.
However, the mastery and skills of these moves are extremely important. In addition to the need to break moves and so on, it is even more difficult. He does not think Lu Xuan can do it with her current strength.
And this seems to fall within the scope of the Sword Sect. If Yue Buqun hears it, he will probably be scolded for entering the devil's path.
He didn't want to gamble, so it was better to speak calmly. Although it felt pretentious to say it, it would be hard to be scolded and beaten when the time came.
After looking at Yue Buqun, Chen Feng closed his mouth.
On the competition stage, the battle continued. Lu Xuan struggled to support herself under Wu Shen's sword, feeling very aggrieved.
After a few more moves, Wu Shen had reached level 12, and it was very difficult for Lu Xuan to defend.
His face was dripping with sweat, and there was anxiety in his eyes.
On the other hand, Wu Shen on the opposite side was still attacking calmly.
At the thirteenth turn, just as Chen Feng said, after supporting a few swords, Lu Xuan's sword was knocked away by Wu Shen's sword.
Without weapons, Lu Xuan was naturally no match for Wu Shen.
Looking at the sword stuck on the ground not far away, she pursed her lips, but had to admit that she lost.
"Concession."
After Wu Shen defeated Lu Xuan, he didn't feel happy in his heart, because it was not easy for him to win, and among so many participating disciples, Lu Xuan could only be ranked in the middle of the pack. There were so many strong ones above.
opponent.
I just defeated Lu Xuan, nothing to be proud of.
"In this competition, No. 9, Wu Shen of Taishan Sect wins."
Lu Xuan pulled out her sword with a disappointed look on her face, sheathed it and walked back to the Huashan Sect area.
"Master, Master, I lost."
Lu Xuan felt guilty because she had embarrassed the Huashan Sect.
Lu Xuan lowered her head, waiting for Yue Buqun's rebuke.
However, what surprised him was that Yue Buqun didn't seem to be unhappy at all.
He still looked at Lu Xuan calmly, his expression unchanged.
"It doesn't matter, Xuan'er, you have done well in this competition. The Taishan Sect's 18th game is indeed difficult to deal with. I don't blame you."
"Indeed, Xuan'er, your game was already very exciting. You put Wu Shen at a disadvantage several times. There was nothing you could do about losing in the end. Just try your best."
Master Ning Zhongze also comforted her gently.
Lu Xuan smiled bitterly after hearing this and sat down in her seat.
The next few games were either crushing or novices pecking each other.
There was also a disciple of their Huashan Sect in one of these events, but there was no doubt that it was a disastrous defeat.
It wasn't until the 10th game that Chen Feng regained his energy.
"Next game, No. 18 vs. No. 33."
After the referee announced, a disciple of the Songshan Sect came out, and his opponent was Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect.
At this scene, Chen Feng's heart sank. If it were other factions, as long as they didn't meet the two most powerful ones, Senior Brother would still have a very high winning rate.
But several disciples of the Songshan Sect are all very strong. Senior Brother, I'm afraid...
"Hey! It's Senior Brother Liu Yuan, his opponent... from the Huashan Sect?"
"The thief of the Huashan Sect, Senior Brother Liu Yuan, defeat him."
"Huashan faction, get down here."
At this time, there were many Songshan Sect disciples watching on the periphery of the competition platform. At this time, many disciples saw their Songshan Sect senior fellows facing off against Huashan Sect disciples, and they all shouted at the top of their lungs.
This time, Chen Feng felt unhappy again. What the hell? Are you targeting my Huashan sect? I just wanted to encourage my senior brother.
However, thinking of Master Yue Buqun's expression before, Chen Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face was tangled, and he felt very uncomfortable holding it in.
Just when Chen Feng's face turned red with anger as he listened to the scoldings of these Songshan Sect disciples, Yue Buqun's face was still dark and he turned his head.
He glared at Chen Feng angrily.
"The Songshan sect is like this, why don't you give your senior brother some encouragement?"
"Uh..." Chen Feng was dumbfounded. Didn't you just tell me to shut up? Now you're being aggressive because I'm obedient, and you're still doing it.
Now that Master Yue Buqun has spoken, he will certainly not show weakness.
"Elder brother, come on, fight this Songshan sect back."
"Elder brother will definitely win. Defeat the Songshan sect. We are number one."
Chen Feng's roar alone overshadowed the voices of more than a dozen disciples of the Songshan Sect.
And his shout also completely ignited the fire in the hearts of Songshan Sect disciples.
"The Huashan sect's rubbish is trying to compete in martial arts. Get off."
"Elder brother will definitely win. Defeat the Songshan sect. We are number one."
"Huashan sect's trash, get out of here!"
"Elder brother will definitely win. Defeat the Songshan sect. We are number one."
"Senior Brother Liu Yuan, come on, defeat the Huashan Sect's trash."
"Elder brother will definitely win. Defeat the Songshan sect. We are number one."
Outside the competition stage, the disciples of the Songshan Sect kept scolding, and beside the competition stage, Chen Feng kept shouting.
If they scolded them, let them scold them. Chen Feng only had to keep shouting, "Come on." He knew that these Huashan Sect disciples were irritating him. As long as he scolded them back, Zuo Lengchan would definitely disqualify himself from the conference.
After all, this is the home ground of the Songshan Sect, and its leader is Zuo Lengchan.
He wouldn't be so stupid to fall for their little trick. If he was disqualified from the competition, would he have to say goodbye to so much gold or silver soon?
Absolutely impossible!
Directly north, Zuo Lengchan glanced at Chen Feng with squinted eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what to think about.
From other directions, the heads of various sects also looked at Chen Feng in admiration.
In fact, they had been dissatisfied with Zuo Lengchan for a long time. They were naturally in a good mood today when they saw Zuo Lengchan fell into the hands of a little baby.
"Hmph, be quiet. It's unbecoming to make noise in a conference."
Since Chen Feng didn't fall into the trap, it would be useless to keep arguing like this. Zuo Lengchan snorted and then roared.
Suddenly, everyone outside the competition stage and Chen Feng became quiet.
Those Songshan Sect disciples did not dare to disobey the leader's orders, and Chen Feng did not want to get into trouble with Zuo Lengchan at this time.
When the scene calmed down and the competition stage was filled with embarrassment, the disciples of the Songshan Sect and Linghu Chong had the opportunity to introduce themselves.
"On the 18th, Huashan sent Linghu Chong, please give me your advice."
"Number 33, Liu Yuan of Songshan Sect."
After the two introduced each other, the referee announced the start of the game.
However, the two did not draw their swords and fight directly, but talked on the stage.
"Are you Linghu Chong, the top disciple of the Huashan Sect? With your strength, you can actually be the senior disciple. This Huashan Sect, tsk tsk tsk..."
Liu Yuan, a disciple of Songshan Sect, looked at Linghu Chong with only contempt and did not take him seriously at all.
"you..."
Linghu Chong's face suddenly turned ugly, and he was very angry.
But Liu Yuan put a lot of pressure on him. To be honest, he seemed to have no confidence in winning.
Seeing Linghu Chong's reaction, Liu Yuan crossed his shoulders with his arms and raised a disdainful smile.
"What? You don't want to admit defeat?"
Listening to Liu Yuan's sarcastic words, Linghu Chong did not answer him and unsheathed his sword.