"Invite the contestants of the second arena battle to compete on the stage!" General Xiang Yunpeng shouted loudly.
"Brother Ji Fan, don't worry! Over at Xuantian Sect, I'll help your friend vent his anger first!" Duan Qingfeng seemed to have noticed Jiang Fan's mood. Before going on stage, he came to Jiang Fan and patted his chest to reassure him.
"Brother Duan, thank you very much!" Jiang Fan cupped his fists and smiled.
"Ouch! I can't tell, you two have known each other for a short time, but you actually hit it off!" Tang Qianqian said with a smile.
After hearing this, Duan Qingfeng showed a smile and joked: "Miss Tang, this is wrong!"
"What?" Tang Qianqian was a little confused.
"Compared with the love between Miss Tang and brother Ji Fan, I feel inferior to Duan!" As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Qingfeng had already jumped onto the martial arts ring.
"Duan Qingfeng! You are looking for death!"
Tang Qianqian cursed angrily, but luckily Duan Qingfeng ran fast.
Then, a blush appeared on Tang Qianqian's face. She quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at Jiang Fan aside, for fear that the other party would see her current appearance.
"As expected of Duan Qingfeng from Jianxin Valley's Yushu Linfeng, with his slippery manner, he has harmed many women..." Jiang Fan felt admiration in his heart.
"Jianxin Valley? Xue'er is also in Jianxin Valley... But with Xue'er's temper, this guy shouldn't be able to get close." Jiang Fan frowned, a little worried.
Naturally, Jiang Fan didn't find any clues about the shy Tang Qianqian, and his thoughts were already focused on Qin Xue.
If Duan Qingfeng knew that Qin Xue, whom he had been chasing for many years, almost succeeded, but was actually stepped in by Jiang Fan who appeared out of nowhere, he would probably be furious.
At the same time, Qingfeng and Pan Lie in the martial arts arena had also arrived.
"Jianxin Valley Duan Qingfeng, please give me some advice!" Duan Qingfeng, who is so graceful and graceful, naturally follows the martial arts etiquette very much.
"Xuan Tianzong Pan Lie." Pan Lie said coldly.
Although Pan Lie was more polite than his fellow senior brother Mushan, he didn't give Duan Qingfeng any good looks.
In the morning melee, although the two did not fight directly, they were in hostile camps after all. In addition, in the eyes of Xuantian Sect disciples, they seem to look down on disciples of other sects.
"The competition begins!" General Xiang Yunpeng announced loudly as a gong sounded.
"Come on, Senior Brother Duan! Senior Brother Duan will win..."
"Senior Brother Duan is so charming! Senior Brother is so confident that you can't help but feel confident!"
"Junior Brother Pan, let Jianxin Valley know how powerful our Xuantian Sect is!"
Amid the roaring cheers from the audience, Duan Qingfeng and Pan Lie started a thrilling showdown...
Duan Qingfeng stood tall and straight, holding the sword tightly with both hands, the blade of the sword flashing with cold light. There was calmness and confidence between his brows, like an aloof flower dancing in the wind.
Pan Lie was tall and mighty, with luxuriant muscles. He held a giant axe, with a ferocious shadow reflected on the ax blade, like a roaring beast. The two stand opposite each other, as powerful as a mountain!
Duan Qingfeng let out a breath, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and his sword energy stabbed Pan Lie's chest like a meteor. Pan Lie shouted loudly and swept out his ax, bringing up a gust of wind and defeating Duan Qingfeng's sword energy.
The battle began, the two figures intertwined, the sword light and the shadow of the ax intertwined into a gorgeous pattern. Duan Qingfeng's body movements are as agile as flowing clouds and flowing water. His sword moves are sharp and swift, and every move carries a power that cannot be ignored.
Pan Lie relied on his powerful strength. When he swung his ax, the ax was powerful and violent, as if it could tear apart everything that stood in front of him.
As time passed, the moves of the two became faster and faster!
Duan Qingfeng's sword light shot through the air like thunder, while Pan Lie's ax shadow struck like a storm. The collision between the two made a deafening metal collision sound, which made people's hearts palpitate.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, a powerful energy burst out from the center of the battle, knocking the two men back dozens of steps.
The two of them used the middle-grade spiritual weapons in their hands to the extreme. For a moment, the power of the long sword and the giant ax were equal.
"Elder Yao, it seems that this disciple of yours has not let you down. With his strength in the late stage of Lingquan Realm, he can face the disciples of Jianxin Valley who are in the Great Perfection of Lingquan Realm without falling behind." In the audience, the Great Elder Ge Tianqi expressed his appreciation. road.
Hearing the Great Elder's words, Yao Tianlang couldn't help showing a proud look, and replied with a smile: "It seems that it is right to strengthen his physical training during these days!"
"That's not true. Junior Brother Pan Lie is as strong as he is now, thanks to the master's good teaching!" Chu Yan on the side quickly flattered him.
Yao Tianlang waved his hand and said, "But it may still be difficult for Pan Lie to defeat that boy from Jianxin Valley."
Chu Yan frowned after hearing this and looked at the competition ring again.
At this time, the battle on the field also entered its climax!
The two figures were intertwined, and the sword light and ax shadow bloomed like fireworks.
Duan Qingfeng's sword was sharp and swift, making people shudder every time he struck out. Pan Lie, on the other hand, was supported by powerful strength, and every ax shadow carried a earth-shaking momentum.
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The violent collision of long swords and giant axes kept coming from the field, which made the people watching the battle tremble with fear.
Perhaps this is a battle between strong men. If you are not careful, you will lose in one move. Neither Duan Qingfeng nor Pan Lie dared to be careless at this moment.
"boom!"
After another violent collision, the two distanced themselves again.
At this moment, the two figures separated, and they were both seriously injured. Duan Qingfeng's forehead was covered with sweat. His hands were holding the sword tightly, and the blade of the sword flashed with cold light. Pan Lie, on the other hand, was panting, holding the giant ax tightly in his hand, with a trace of blood remaining on the edge of the axe.
"So strong! I didn't expect this Pan Lie to be able to fight as well as Brother Duan with his physical strength." Jiang Fan was also a little surprised.
"This Duan Qingfeng hasn't used his full strength yet, don't be fooled by him." Tang Qianqian gently patted Jiang Fan on the shoulder and reminded with a smile.
"Oh?" Jiang Fan was a little surprised, and then turned his attention to the competition ring again.
At this time, the field officially entered the final stage of combat.
"I have to admit that you are physically very strong! But that can only go so far!"
Duan Qingfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, clenched the sword in his hand again, and began to quickly activate the spiritual energy in his body, preparing to perform his unique skills.
"Hmph! Don't say it too early!"
Pan Lie snorted coldly, clasped the giant ax in his hand with both hands, and the spiritual energy in his body began to surge rapidly, as if he was brewing a powerful attack.
For a time, the field exuded a strong fighting spirit, and everyone knew that this battle seemed to be over, and before that, the most intense showdown would take place on the field.
"Aerial Slash!"
The next moment, the long sword in Duan Qingfeng's hand danced lightly, like a dancing crane, and the tip of the sword emitted a cold light, like twinkling stars.
A fierce and sharp sword energy was generated. The sharp sword energy cut through the air and rushed toward Pan Lie who was not far away like a bolt of lightning.
"This swordsmanship! So strong!" Jiang Fan was amazed in his heart.
"I didn't expect that this guy didn't use his full strength in the melee just now!" Tang Qianqian was also surprised by Duan Qingfeng's method of hiding his strength.
"Hmph! Sure enough, good-looking men are very scheming!" Tang Qianqian muttered softly.
Facing Duan Qingfeng's full blow, Pan Lie also gathered his energy and immediately displayed his strongest stunt.
"Spinning Slash!"
In just an instant, Pan Lie's figure spun rapidly like a whirlwind, and the giant ax in his hand began to fly rapidly, like a rotating storm, sucking everything around him into it.
"Let me go!" Pan Lie yelled.
"Whoosh!"
The giant ax in his hand came out and flew towards the sword energy unleashed by Duan Qingfeng. The strong wind roared wherever it passed, showing how powerful it was.
"Boom!"
Duan Qingfeng's sword light shot through the air like thunder, while Pan Lie's ax shadow struck like a storm, making people's hearts palpitate.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the collision between the two made a deafening metal collision sound, and the air was filled with thick smoke and dust.
The audience in the audience subconsciously raised their arms to cover the dust and sand.
When the smoke and dust on the field gradually dispersed, everyone gradually saw the situation on the field clearly.
Duan Qingfeng and Pan Lie had already separated, and both of them were scarred at this time.
Duan Qingfeng stood on the field holding his sword, blood dripping down his arm and onto the hilt of the sword. The eldest brother of Jianxin Valley stood tall despite being disheveled in the wind.
Pan Lie's giant ax rested on the ground, his body trembling, his eyes full of unwillingness, and his resentment towards Jianxin Valley became even deeper.
"Come again!"
Seeing Pan Lie's eyes that seemed to be unwilling, Duan Qingfeng looked coldly and slowly raised his sword to point at Pan Lie.
"hateful……"
After letting out a sigh, Pan Lie reluctantly fell backward slowly, and finally fell on the competition ring, closing his eyes and passed out.
"Bore!"
As a crisp gong sounded, the battle had come to an end.
"In the second arena battle, Duan Qingfeng from Jianxin Valley won!"
"snort!"
Hearing the announcement of the results of this game, Duan Qingfeng snorted coldly, then put the spiritual weapon back into the storage bag, and at the same time took out three spiritual energy pills and swallowed them.
Obviously, in the previous battle, the spiritual energy in Duan Qingfeng's body was greatly consumed.
Fortunately, Fu Chen from Yaowang Valley stuffed Duan Qingfeng and the others with more than a dozen spiritual energy pills before leaving. In addition, there is also a third-grade elixir, spiritual power pill.
As expected of a third-grade alchemist in Yaowang Valley, he even prepared several spiritual power pills. I really can’t imagine how much the opponent’s strength would have improved if there were no regulations prohibiting the use of pills during martial arts competitions.
At least, Fu Chen also has a chance to join the list of geniuses. But now, Fu Chen is already on his way back to the sect to recover from his injuries.
"It seems I can't beat this guy!" Seeing this, Tang Qianqian shook her head helplessly, and she was quite honest.
Jiang Fan watched the battle between Duan Qingfeng and Pan Lie from beginning to end, and never dared to take a step away from his eyes.
"I didn't expect that Brother Duan's yellow-level high-level magic would be so powerful." Jiang Fan couldn't help being shocked, and he was even more excited about the championship reward of the Tianjiao Conference!
A high-level yellow-level spell is like this, but as for a spell whose power is comparable to that of a primary-level Xuan-level spell, Tiangang Sword Qi Jue, how powerful will it be?
