Shen Feng looked at the slowly squeezing red hair trap. He saw a glimmer of hope. He put away the spiritual energy in his body and put all the magic weapons into his storage bag.
Then he sat cross-legged on the spot. Only Xuemao could see this scene clearly. His eyes were wide open at this time, with deep doubts in his eyes.
"What is this kid playing? He actually gave up resistance. Could it be that he has already decided that he is going to lose? But from his previous battles, it can be seen that this person is not someone who gives up so easily."
At this time, he also couldn't understand what Shen Feng was doing, because only Shen Feng could understand this approach.
Soon the red prison became smaller and smaller, and it touched Shen Feng's body, and a fierce squeezing force spread throughout Shen Feng's body.
At the same time, there was a snapping sound from Shen Feng's bones, as if Shen Feng was about to be crushed at any time.
At this time, veins bulged all over Shen Feng's body, and his blood flow began to speed up, but Shen Feng did not use any spiritual energy to resist.
Even now there are beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, he is gritting his teeth and persisting. The bloody hair outside is even more confused at this time. This is completely inconsistent with his knowledge, because every time he uses this move, his opponent starts to scream miserably. .
Then they all began to resist with all their strength. Shen Feng was the only one he encountered who gave up resistance, and he did so without using any spiritual energy.
But after ten breaths, Xuemao began to be stunned, because he discovered that Shen Feng could actually withstand the squeezing force of his red prison, and the prison could no longer shrink by half.
Seeing this situation, Shen Feng squeezed out words from between his teeth and spread them throughout the competition venue.
"Is that all you have? You're too weak. It's not enough for me to scratch my itch."
After hearing this, Xue Mao also lost his mind. If a normal person could analyze that there must be something fishy here, this is obviously a way to provoke the general.
But at this moment, Xue Mao has lost this ability to think. He only knows that he is being humiliated and he wants to kill the other party at all costs.
I saw Xue Mao making another seal in his hand, and streaks of red light flew out from his hand. These red lights went straight to the red prison, and soon the red prison turned into dark red.
As the color changed, his tenacity also changed. Slowly it began to show signs of shrinking, and Xuemao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems like I'm overthinking this. This guy is just showing off. Hmm, I'm going to let you have a taste of how it feels to shoot yourself in the foot."
When the red prison squeezed two inches, Shen Feng's body was completely attached to the prison. Now he was under great pressure. It would be okay if he used spiritual power.
Perhaps with the support of spiritual power, his burden would be smaller, but Shen Feng did not do this, just because he had a plan in his heart, that is, through this level of squeezing, his physical strength could take another step forward. .
Of course, Xuemao didn't know his plan. He only thought that Shen Feng had given up resistance. He was now waiting for victory to be announced.
Time passed half a stick of incense again, and the red prison squeezed another two inches. Xue Mao saw that Shen Feng in the prison was motionless, so he shouted to the host's seat
"Hey, hurry up and declare who wins, otherwise this person will be useless. If someone loses his life, don't blame me."
It was completely unnecessary for him to say this. If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been killed by this level of squeezing. It is simply too late to say this now.
The monk at the presiding table glanced at the elder, and the elder shook his head. The monk at the presiding table shouted loudly.
"The game continues with no winner or loser."
Xue Mao frowned at this time, because he knew that the Sun God Sect would not easily let a monk die in his sect, so the elder's acquiescence to this matter only proved that the elder was still optimistic about Shen Feng, at least he did not think that the current Shen Feng was alive. Danger.
Xue Mao waited anxiously, and he also began to have a bad premonition.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If he can withstand my red prison with his physical strength, then his physical strength will be too terrifying."
"His magical powers are already very powerful. If he possesses this terrifying physical power again, when he grows up, he will become a dominant presence in the world of cultivation."
Thinking of this, Xue Mao already had the intention to kill Shen Feng. He stood up suddenly from where he was, and then bit the tip of his tongue. Blood red threads emerged from his body, and his face became pale. .
At this time, the color of the red prison changed again, and it began to squeeze slowly again, and the squeezing speed became faster and faster.
Xue Mao laughed when he saw this situation, but after more than ten breaths passed and the red prison became smaller and smaller, Xue Mao was completely stunned.
Because he found the outline of a monk appeared on the prison cell. He knew without thinking that this outline belonged to Shen Feng, and the appearance of the outline could only mean that Shen Feng's physical power was stronger than that of the prison cell.
When Xue Mao saw this situation, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
After a few more breaths passed, Shen Feng roared and broke free from the prison. As the prison exploded, Xue Mao's body twitched a few times before falling to the ground.
Shen Feng looked at his body excitedly. The unprecedented power made him indulge in it, and then he said
"Xuemao really thanks you for giving me this opportunity. I think..."
Before he finished speaking, he noticed Xue Mao lying on the ground. He blinked and then looked around. The monks around him had the same expression as him.
They never thought that Tangtang's bloodthirsty Xue Mao would be angered to death. It was not that this kind of thing had never happened before, but it was still unbelievable when it appeared in front of them.
Then the monk at the presiding table said after coughing dryly
"Shen Feng won this competition. Xuemao's death had nothing to do with him. It was completely unexpected."
After hearing this, Shen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Sun God Sect did not slander Shen Feng because of his background.
Shen Feng walked off the competition stage happily, feeling very happy. Firstly, his physical strength had improved by leaps and bounds. Secondly, he had forced Xuemao to death without worrying about being held accountable.
After he stepped down, Aaron came up to congratulate him.
"Brother Shen is indeed mighty. He can easily defeat such a bloodthirsty demon. It seems you haven't used your full strength yet."
Shen Feng smiled slightly and said
"It's just good luck."
After he chatted with Aaron for a few words, it was his opponent's turn to play. Shen Feng did not watch, but ran to Chihu and his friends for the audition.
As soon as he arrived here, he saw Chihu greeting him
"Brother, here."
Shen Feng hurried over and told Chihu about his competition. After listening, Chihu gave a thumbs up and praised him repeatedly.
"It's amazing. It seems that you are the winner of this competition."
Shen Feng was also in a good mood, so he laughed and said
"It would be better if we can win the championship, then our goal will be achieved."
After that, Xiao Long and others also ran over. They had all finished the competition. This time, except for Xiao Long, who met a more powerful opponent, no one else encountered any obstacles.
Chi Hu patted Shen Feng on the shoulder and said
"Brother, let me tell you, this Xiao Long is also very powerful. You don't even know how strong the opponent he encountered this time is. It is said that this time he is a top three seed player."
"And that series of weird moves is really beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. Xiao Long just used a few swords to knock the opponent to the ground. It's really a feast for the eyes."
Shen Feng looked in the direction of Xiao Long, then said with a smile
"Brother Xiao seems to have improved a lot."
Xiao Long looked at Shen Feng and said sincerely
"Actually, I can make so much progress thanks to you. Your rapid improvement puts a lot of pressure on me, so I train harder."
"And I feel like I'm about to break through. When the game is over, I'm going to retreat and break through to the Dan Formation realm."
At this time, everyone looked over excitedly, and they were all happy that Xiao Long could have the opportunity to advance to the Dan Formation Realm.
A few of them chatted again, and soon this round of competition was over. They had one day to rest this time, because this round of competition was obviously more intense than the previous ones.
Shen Feng and others returned to their rooms to meditate and rest. They did not continue chatting because the next game would be more cruel than this one.
The overall strength of the monks will be stronger. If they do not improve their cultivation to its peak state, they will most likely be defeated.
As time slowly passed, the entire Sun God Sect fell into silence, and would return to a lively state as soon as the sky dawned.
During this period, the four elders and the sect leader sat together to discuss. Elder Chiyang said
"Sect Master, in my opinion, there are several monks who are more suitable to become your direct disciples in this competition, but until the end, I won't be able to judge which one is accurate."
Sect leader Bai Yang nodded and said
"Yes, I am also observing the performance of these monks. I also have a few candidates in mind, but I really can't tell who will be the one who finally appears until the end."
"But one of them, Shen Feng, is quite interesting. He can actually anger a bloodthirsty monk like Xue Mao to death. It seems he is quite capable."
After saying that, both the elder and the sect leader laughed together.
Because Xuemao had participated in such a competition before, and many people died at his hands on the stage, which also gave the Sun God Sect a headache.
Because Xuemao could find legitimate reasons to quibble every time, and the sect behind him was also powerful, so they could only turn a blind eye.
This time, Shen Feng took action and solved a big trouble for them.
The day passed quickly. Shen Feng and others stood up from the cross-legged position. They looked at each other and walked towards the competition field.
The place soon became lively, and all the monks were walking in the same direction, including those who had been eliminated. Although they could no longer participate in the competition, they could appear as spectators.
Accumulating experience from other people's battles is also a kind of invisible progress, and for such a large-scale competition, they are also looking forward to seeing who is the final winner.
After all, they will have something to talk about in the future.
Half after the bell rang and the incense was burned, the elders and sect leaders flew over from a distance. They sat down one after another, and then they spoke briefly.
Afterwards, at the elder’s signal, the competition officially started.
Although the number of monks participating in this battle is small, each one is considered an elite, and their strength cannot be underestimated.
Each game takes longer than the previous one, because the duel between masters cannot be determined so easily.
Soon it was Shen Feng's turn. This time his opponent was a bloodthirsty vampire bat. He glanced at the opponent and withdrew his gaze, striding towards the competition stage.
