Next to Yue Buqun, Ning Zhong heard his words. She thought about it smartly, and her expression also changed.
"Senior brother, what do you mean?"
"Look at Zuo Lengchan's face, it's so dark it's almost raining. This move should be his trump card, but it was exposed by his disciple. If Zuo Lengchan had used this move, it would have caught him off guard.
If you deal with me and others next time, I guess I will be in trouble."
Yue Buqun couldn't help feeling frightened when he thought that one day in the future, Zuo Lengchan would suddenly use a move against him without him being prepared.
Of course, it wasn't just Yue Buqun, the other heads also had different expressions on their faces, and they looked at Zuo Lengchan with a hint of defensiveness.
But their disciples couldn't keep calm one by one. What the hell are these two people? They are stronger than them in the first place, and they have so much strength hidden in them. How can they let others live?
Everyone looked at Chen Feng, their eyes numb for a while. Looking at his calm look, could he be hiding something?
On the competition stage, since Chen Feng decided to expose the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, he would no longer be timid.
Chenfeng sword swung, a sword roar sounded, and he faced Di Xiu.
The first form of the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, the breeze is coming slowly.
Originally, the Qingfeng Thirteen Clan was a swordsmanship in the novels of Master Gu Long and could not appear in Master Jin Yong's novels. However, who knew that Chen Feng's arrival set off a hidden plot, causing the Qingfeng Thirteen Swords to appear for the first time.
In this world of laughter and pride.
The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng is worthy of being a martial arts at the Zhen sect level. Compared with Huashan Swordsmanship, it has many fewer flaws.
On Di Xiu's side, after exposing the Ice Qi, the internal energy mixed with the Ice Qi surged into his hands like the water of the Yellow River, and he used the Great Songyang Palm against Chen Feng again.
The most powerful move is Junji Palm.
However, the Junji Palm at this time was even more powerful with the blessing of the Ice Qi. Even if Chen Feng used the Thirteen Qingfeng Swords, it was very difficult to resist.
Seeing how powerful the two of them were, Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun, who should have been happy, had no joy at all on their faces.
Zuo Lengchan's face was getting darker and darker. He didn't create the Ice Qi just for him.
The main purpose of the Ice Qi is to surprise, or to put it bluntly, it is used for sneak attacks.
You used this trick so openly, doesn't it mean that there are three hundred taels of silver in this place?
At least the power of this move is reduced by half.
This made him look at Di Xiu with a look that made him hate iron even more.
Yue Buqun also had a complicated face. He didn't remember that he had taught Chen Feng this move. Where did he learn it from?
"Senior brother, did you teach him this move?" Ning Zhongze had never seen this sword technique before, but what shocked her was that the exquisiteness of this sword technique far exceeded their Huashan sword technique.
"I've never taught him before, so I don't know where this kid learned it."
Yue Buqun shook his head and frowned even more tightly.
Ning Zhongze also frowned after hearing this.
"That's strange."
Just when everyone was shocked and confused about what kind of martial arts the two were performing.
On the competition stage, Disuo's face became increasingly pale.
The use of ice energy will also consume internal energy, and it will be consumed very quickly. In just a few breaths, Di Xiu has already begun to lose strength.
"Asshole, this isn't Huashan Sword Technique at all. Where did you get the Demonic Sword Technique? You can actually withstand my Ice Qi."
Di Xiu is about to collapse. Is this Chen Feng made of iron? How can this person still persist when I'm like this?
Chen Feng glanced at Di Xiu with a sneer and ignored Di Xiu's shouting.
After another ten breaths, the power of Di Xiu's palm skills became weaker and weaker. Chen Feng knew that Di Xiu's ice energy consumed too much internal energy and was almost unable to support it.
Sure enough, after taking a breath, Di Xiu's body stagnated, and Chen Feng seized the opportunity and kicked him in the chest.
Di Xiu's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
After holding on for a few times, he found that he had no strength left. His internal energy was consumed too much. In addition, the injuries caused by Chen Feng's kick also depleted all his physical strength.
"I lost, I actually lost."
Di Xiu, who was lying on the ground, stared at Chen Feng's figure, trying to make a fist with both hands. The more he found that he could only close his fist reluctantly, and then he could no longer squeeze it tightly.
"Hey, is this Chen Feng number one?"
"He is seven years younger than Senior Brother Di Xiu, but he still won."
Outside the competition stage, most of the Songshan Sect disciples were watching the competition, and Chen Feng's victory was undoubtedly like a meteorite hitting the sea, causing huge waves.
Countless eyes were staring at the young man who was still standing on the competition stage, with envy, jealousy, admiration, and awe.
Of course, there must be no less murderous intent hidden in these eyes.
"Referee, do I win?"
Chen Feng turned his cold eyes to the referee. He began to feel a little uncomfortable being stared at by so many eyes, so he wanted to leave the competition stage quickly.
Although he could ask Bai Feng to come out and deal with it, his body is very weak now.
Although he defeated Disiu, the consumption situation in his body was not much better than that of Disiu.
You must know that since the battle started when I helped Bai Feng, that bastard, take over, I have been fighting with all my strength.
His last kick also consumed all his internal energy and physical strength. If Disiu suddenly stood up now and wanted to continue fighting, he could just admit defeat.
In the current state, if Bai Feng is allowed to come out, he may fall asleep directly if he is not used to it, completely exposing his most vulnerable side in front of so many people. This is absolutely unacceptable to Chen Feng, especially Hei Feng.
The referee on the side also came back to his senses after hearing Chen Feng's question, looked at Di Xiu who was lying on the ground unable to move, and took a deep breath.
"In this competition, Huashan faction Chen Feng won."
After saying that, the referee took a deep look at Chen Feng. He had previously thought that although Chen Feng was quite strong, there was still a slim chance of winning the first place. However, he did not expect that he would really go all the way to the bottom and hit himself hard.
Face, defeated Disiu and achieved first place.
After hearing the referee's announcement, Chen Feng dragged his exhausted body back to the Huashan School.
"Junior brother, you are so awesome. You actually defeated Di Xiu and got first place. That's so awesome."
"Hahaha, let's see who will say in the future that our Huashan Sect doesn't have any powerful disciples."
As soon as Chen Feng returned to the Huashan Sect area, Linghu Chong and others immediately let go of their chatter and congratulated him excitedly.
Chen Feng glared at them coldly.
"What's the point of being so powerful if I'm the only one? If you don't get stronger, the Huashan Sect will still be the Huashan Sect now."
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged on the spot and regained his inner strength.
Before entering the state of trance, Yue Buqun only heard a cold snort and scolded Linghu Chong and others.
"Your junior brother is right, he won the first place, not you. In the future, if your strength is still as strong as it is now, you will still be looked down upon..."