Chen Feng, who was feeling slightly sleepy, suddenly raised his head, "Is it me in the first scene?"
Chen Feng quickly stood up and walked to the competition platform.
On the side of the Songshan sect, the cheerful Yu Yong stood up.
After the two came to the competition stage, they hugged each other.
"Songshan Yu Yong, please ask Junior Brother Chen for more advice."
"Don't you dare, please don't be too harsh, Senior Brother Yu."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Yu Yong smiled so gently, so Chen Feng responded politely.
"The competition begins!"
Seeing that the two were ready, the referee announced the game.
"Junior Brother Chen, be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yong clicked his feet, and his figure shot toward Chen Feng like a snake swimming.
"Is this? A secret book for practicing body skills?"
Chen Feng's eyes flashed. This Songshan sect is worthy of being the leader of the Five Mountains. They are really rich. Many of their Huashan sect's martial arts were destroyed in the sword fight.
There are only some things like Yangwu Swordsmanship and Xiyi Swordsmanship left, but Chen Feng doesn't like these.
However, fortunately, I now have the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, which can make up for my own shortcomings in swordsmanship. After all, Huashan's swordsmanship is good compared with the disciples of the same generation, but it is not as good as those old monsters who all have many unique skills.
Compared to that, it's a bit lacking.
On the competition stage, Yu Yong used the speed of the movement secrets to quickly get close to Chen Feng. He knew that Chen Feng was very strong, as he could easily defeat Wang Ping.
So from the beginning, he was not prepared to hide his snake steps. In terms of swordsmanship, he was not much different from Wang Ping. Wang Ping was completely suppressed by Chen Feng in swordsmanship, and he would not be any better.
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Therefore, we can only use this Snake Step to counter-suppress Chen Feng in order to have a chance of winning.
However, the snake step consumes a lot of internal energy, so it must be fought quickly. If it drags on, he will definitely lose.
Therefore, after Yu Yong approached Chen Feng, he advanced and retreated, left and right, while leaning on the snake step.
The sword in his hand used a direct move to envelop Chen Feng in an eternal human dragon.
This psychedelic fighting method pleases many female disciples and makes many male disciples envious.
"Are you playing tricks?" Chen Feng's eyelids twitched. This snake step seemed quite flexible, but it also had many flaws.
It seems to be moving left and right, forward and back, but in this way, the inertia of the body is too great, and the control of the sword moves will be much weaker, resulting in the sword moves becoming less powerful.
If it were against others, it might have some effect, but in front of Chen Feng, using such a technique would be even easier to deal with than Wang Ping before.
I saw that Chen Feng bent his waist to avoid Yu Yong's horizontal sword, and stepped forward with his right leg, keeping up with Yu Yong's retreating pace.
Chen Feng raised his head slightly and saw Yu Yong's shocked eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.
The right hand holding the hilt of the sword exerted a strong force, and at the same time, the waist also lifted up.
There was only a flash of sword light, and Yu Yong felt a sharp pain in his right hand.
When he reacted, he found that there was only a broken sword in his hand.
"hiss!!"
Yu Yong took a deep breath, so fierce? If this sword struck him, wouldn't it be split in half?
"Senior brother, accept."
Chen Feng had already sheathed his sword at this time, and cupped his fists at Yu Yong.
After about three breaths, the tip of a broken sword fell in front of Chen Feng and pierced into the floor tiles.
It made a soft sound.
The referee came to his senses after hearing the soft sound and immediately announced the result of the game.
"In this competition, No. 8 Huashan Chen Feng wins."
Upon hearing the announcement, Chen Feng turned around and walked back to their Huashan faction's area.
Yu Yong looked at the broken sword in his hand and swallowed. The tiger's mouth of his right hand had been cracked by Chen Feng's sword. The bright red blood spread along the lines of his palm, like a blooming flower.
Flowers from the other shore.
Yu Yong sighed. He knew that the gap between him and Chen Feng was really too big. It was estimated that only his senior brother could compete with this young man.
Turning around, he had been eliminated and could only return to his position with dark eyes.
At this time, the disciples of the Songshan Sect who were watching the competition outside the competition platform had completely exploded.
"One sword? Only one sword was used to defeat Senior Brother Yu Yong?"
"This Chen Feng is actually so strong?"
"You also cut off all of Senior Brother Yu's weapons. How much strength does this require?"
In the competition stage, some of the disciples who were expected to compete for the top ten fell silent one by one, comparing their own strength with that of Chen Feng.
"The next match is between No. 13 Songshan Sect Di Xiu and No. 28 Taishan Sect Lin Lian."
After hearing the referee's announcement, the disciples of the Songshan Sect became excited before they could recover from the shock of Chen Feng killing Yu Yong with one sword.
"Senior Brother Di Xiu has appeared."
"Senior Brother Di Xiu's strength is unfathomable. He will probably be number one again in a few years."
"Ah ah, senior brother Di Xiu is so handsome."
The referee's voice sounded, and a young man sitting behind Zuo Lengchan in the direction of the Songshan Sect, who had been in a state of meditation with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.
At the same time that Songshan Sect Di Xiu opened his eyes, a young man from Taishan Sect stood up. When he heard the word "Di Xiu", helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Why am I so unlucky to meet this martial arts idiot?
Di Xiu and Shi Dengda from the Songshan Sect, as well as Chen Feng who had just joined, these three people were the last people Lin Lian wanted to meet.
Disiu and Stenda were already hopelessly strong three years ago. Now three years later, they don't know what extent they have reached.
Chen Feng, on the other hand, killed Wang Ping, who was similar in strength to himself, with one sword. This strength was not comparable to his.
However, he can come to participate in the Five Mountains Conference, so he is naturally considered a genius. It would be really embarrassing to surrender without a fight.
He smiled bitterly and walked to the competition platform.
Opposite me, Di Xiu also stood still.
"You are no match for me. My sword may cause injury. It's not too late to admit defeat now."
There was no expression on Di Xiu's calm face, and he did not take Lin Lian across from him into his eyes at all.
Lin Lian was not angry at being treated like this. After all, although Di Xiu was arrogant, he had the capital to be arrogant.
"I have to try to see how far I am from you. If I get hurt, you can only blame me for being too weak."
Shrugging, Lin Lian drew out his sword and looked directly into Disiu's eyes without any fear.
"Yes, if you have some courage, I will show mercy."
Di Xiu nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his tone.
He is neither arrogant nor cowardly and has low self-esteem. He is a talented person.
"Okay, let's start the competition."
After seeing that both sides were ready, the referee announced the start of the fight.
Lin Lian directly raised his sword and stabbed Di Xiu like an eagle striking without making any useless tests.
With Di Xiu's strength, his own temptations had no effect at all, so after approaching Di Xiu, he used his strongest blow, Seven Stars Falling into the Sky, which crazily enveloped Di Xiu.