In the early morning, the rising sun is like fire.
The entire battle platform was filled with sunlight, as if it had been coated with a layer of golden luster, dazzling.
Under the platform, everyone is watching.
When Xu Xinghe announced that the competition had officially begun, Luo Qingzhou was the first to step onto the fighting stage.
Under the stage, everyone suddenly started talking.
Maybe there are still many practitioners who don't recognize his face.
But almost all practitioners here have heard of his original story.
With his own strength, he killed several talented disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The other disciples were so scared that they did not dare to go on stage.
Let the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, one of the top immortal sects in the Jiuzhou Continent, return home in disgrace and lose face.
In that competition, he became famous!
And in yesterday's competition, he once again became famous all over the world and shocked everyone!
I thought he would just give up and leave with the admiration and envy of countless people, but who would have thought that he unexpectedly walked onto the fighting stage again.
His opponent is still a member of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
But this time, will he still have such good luck?
Of course not again.
Because this time, those who appear in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect will no longer be those young disciples, but masters who have experienced hundreds of battles and have more advanced cultivation levels.
Because they not only want to get this spiritual mine, but also get back all the dignity they once lost.
At the same time, they want revenge!
Everyone in the audience secretly lamented the young man's impulsiveness and his arrogance.
"Hardness is easy to break, softness is long-lasting..."
"This young man has succeeded too quickly and has forgotten the danger. If this continues, he will inevitably die young..."
"Everyone with a discerning eye knows that the Piaomiao Immortal Sect is going to take action for real this time. How much background does he have, Dayan, and dares to fight for his life?"
The senior officials of Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Immortal Island were also discussing in low voices.
"It is indeed a good seedling. It is not easy for Dayan to be able to grow such a genius due to its poverty."
"It's a pity, it's just too impulsive."
"Have you noticed that he is a bit similar to Yue Yao from the past? They are both rare geniuses in the world, both stubborn and impulsive..."
"If that girl had known how to give in, how could she have ended up in the situation where she is now invisible to everyone?"
On the battlefield.
Luo Qingzhou signed Dayan's name and his own name.
A disciple from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect also came up and signed his name.
The disciple glanced at him and immediately walked off the platform.
At this time, in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, everyone was discussing who should be the first to go up.
They originally thought that the first one to come up from Dayan might be Bai Yishan and others, but they didn't expect that it would be this young man who had a deep hatred against them.
"Although this is the case, it is really inappropriate to go directly to an elder in this first competition. First, we are the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, one of the three most powerful immortal sects in the Jiuzhou Continent. Second, the opponent is just a young man. .”
"Even if you win, you won't be able to save any face. Instead, you will be laughed at behind your back forever."
"Then let a young disciple come up first."
"But the other party..."
Yueyang Tower suddenly took out a crimson small cauldron and said: "Don't worry, for the first game, just let the Holy Son go up. The Holy Son is also a dual practitioner of body and soul. He is at the peak of the Grand Master of the physical body and in the middle stage of Soul Return. His cultivation is at a higher level. At the same time, he also has the Chaos War Armor on him, coupled with his innate magical powers, the spiritual treasures on his body, and this precious tripod, even if he cannot kill the opponent, nothing will happen to him."
When the others heard this, they all nodded and said: "If the Holy Son goes up, he will indeed not be afraid of that kid."
Gongyangyan pondered for a moment, turned his head, and looked behind him.
At this time, a young disciple standing at the back suddenly knelt down with a pop and cried loudly: "Great Elder, don't... don't look at this disciple, I can't do it, I really can't do it... I want it... Pulled..."
Gongyangyan: "..."
"Fuck! You coward, which one of your eyes saw the Great Elder looking at you! I can't beat you to death!"
At this time, a middle-aged man rushed forward, yelling angrily and punching and kicking him.
Others turned a blind eye and did not persuade.
At this time, a tall and thin young man wearing a blue robe walked out of the crowd, came to Gongyangyan, cupped his hands and said: "Uncle, I am willing to go up and avenge the shame of my Piaomiao Immortal Sect!"
Gongyang Yan looked at him with a face full of relief and said: "Lin Feng, everyone in our Piaomiao Immortal Sect has very high expectations for you. Our ancestor has personally gone out to guide you many times. I know that you don't It will disappoint us.”
At this time, Yueyang Tower handed over the small cauldron in his hand, gave him a few more talismans, and warned: "There is no need to pay attention to the style and morals of the great sect. That boy is despicable and insidious. He secretly attacked and assassinated many disciples of my Piaomiao Immortal Sect. You go up." In the end, just go all out and use any means without worrying about what others think. Only when you win will you have face."
Lin Feng took the small tripod and the talisman and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master Yue. My disciple understands."
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at the young man on the stage.
The golden sunshine fell on the young man's body and face.
The other party's eyes were also looking at him.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed and he walked towards the platform.
Gongyang Yan seemed a little worried, and suddenly said: "Martial Nephew Lin, you are the holy son of my Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and there must be no accidents. If there is any danger, come down immediately. There are still so many people in our sect. Don’t be afraid that you won’t be able to capture him.”
Lin Feng cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, accept the order."
After that, he strode onto the platform.
"I am Lin Feng of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who is in the middle stage of cultivation."
"My great Yanchu Feiyang is in the early stages of his cultivation."
The two introduced themselves very briefly, and both only talked about the cultivation level of the soul.
Xu Xinghe retreated to the corner and announced: "The first competition between Dayan and Piaomiao Xianzong begins!"
Lin Feng did not give in and disappeared instantly.
In front of Luo Qingzhou, the air suddenly began to distort, the temperature suddenly increased, and at the same time, a huge fist light suddenly lit up.
"boom!"
The two exchanged punches head-on.
Luo Qingzhou was shaken and stepped back. Before he could stand firm, Lin Feng's second and third punches were already in front of him.
Luo Qingzhou did not use thunder and lightning, nor did he use any skills. He just raised his fists and fought hard with his opponent physically.
And at this time.
In his body, a vast amount of energy took the opportunity to rush towards the pass when the fists of the two sides collided heavily!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Their fists collided continuously under the dazzling light.
The speed is getting faster and the power is getting stronger!
The figures of the two people were also flickering in the air waves, moving east and west, up and down, and soon they could not be seen clearly.
Hundreds more punches later.
The two of them flew backwards in the blast of air and landed on the ground.
Lin Feng's fist suddenly turned red, and the surrounding air suddenly gathered towards his fist like a tide.
"boom!"
A deafening explosion!
The huge fist light, carrying huge storm flames, roared towards Luo Qingzhou with lightning speed!
Luo Qingzhou refused to evade, his fist suddenly became larger, the air around him suddenly distorted, and the energy in his body surged out!
"The first form of Chaos Opening Heaven..."
"boom!"
The fists of the two collided heavily again, like two huge hammers, making a huge sound when they collided!
The fist light exploded, and the air wave was fierce.
The light masks around the platform were all spread outward by the impact and flickered.
Lin Feng took more than ten steps back, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he clenched his fists again and rushed forward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The fists of the two began to collide violently and rapidly again.
Everyone in the audience was dazzled.
The entire platform was shrouded in fist shadows and fist light, and the two figures could no longer be seen clearly.
Another half hour later.
The two finally separated in the blast of air.
At this time, both of them were sweating on their foreheads and breathing heavily.
This kind of high-intensity continuous fierce fighting consumes the most physical strength and energy in the body.
Lin Feng suddenly put away his fists, looked at the opposite side with cold eyes and said, "You are indeed very strong. No wonder you can defeat my junior brothers and sisters."
Luo Qingzhou clenched his fist and said, "Unfortunately, you are a bit weak, can you use more force?"
He felt fast.
However, there is still a little difference, just a little difference.
Lin Feng said calmly: "You and I both know that we have only used the strength of our physical cultivation just now. Since you think it is not enough, then let's use our full strength. End it as soon as possible, so as to make time for others. What do you think?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at him: "Are you sure you want me to use all my strength?"
Lin Feng sneered, and seven sword shadows suddenly appeared around him. At the same time, a crimson small cauldron appeared in his hand, and said: "Do you really think you are invincible after defeating them? Tell you, in front of my Piaomiao Xianzong , you, Dayan, will always be just an insignificant small country. Today, I, Lin Feng, will let you see the true strength of my Miao Miao Immortal Sect!"
After saying that, the seven sword shadows around him suddenly buzzed and began to spin rapidly.
At the same time, he raised the crimson small cauldron in his hand and muttered something. The small cauldron shot out a red beam of light, shrouding Luo Qingzhou inside.
At this time, his long hair was flowing, he stood tall, and he began to recite the sword formula in his mouth: "Moving the mountains and rivers, shining the nine states, carrying the power of heaven, cutting... ah..."
Unexpectedly, before he could finish reciting, Luo Qingzhou suddenly disappeared in the red beam of light and appeared in front of him in an instant. Five-color thunder and lightning suddenly bloomed from his fist, making a sizzling sound, and with a "bang", he hit it hard. On his chest!
The sword shadow, body shield, and magic shield on his chest were instantly broken like paper.
At the same time, the Chaos Armor formed on his body also dented with a "click".
He was punched and sent flying.
Before he could land, two fists flashing with five-color thunder crashed onto his chest!
"Bang!"
He fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, Gongyang Yan in the audience hurriedly shouted: "Stop! We surrender in the first game!"
Luo Qingzhou stopped on the spot and did not punch again.
But the air around him seemed to be suddenly distorted, shaking constantly.
At the same time, there was an ancient and desolate terrifying aura on his body and on his fists.
Lin Feng was punched three times and as soon as he fell to the ground, he immediately jumped up again.
He stood there, his chest sunken, his lips trembling, his pupils gradually dilated, and the teeth in his mouth began to chatter.
On the sunken ground on his chest, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, spinning rapidly and devouring the flesh and blood in his chest and body.
Then, his entire body began to expand rapidly.
"Lin Feng!"
Seeing this scene, Gongyangyan's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly jumped onto the battle platform to rescue, but was stopped by the light shield outside the battle platform.
"Bang!"
There was a sudden explosion!
Lin Feng's entire body, including his soul, suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist!
At the same time, the vortex formed by the three fist lights was exposed to the blood mist and quickly disappeared.
At this time, the distorted air on the battlefield gradually returned to normal.
Thousands of onlookers in the audience were all shocked into silence by the sudden scene.
Gongyangyan was suspended outside the platform's light barrier, his lips trembling, and his face suddenly became extremely pale.
"This is... the ancient divine fist, the Chaos Opening Heaven Fist?"
"How can it be?"
"Isn't it said that this set of boxing techniques was lost tens of thousands of years ago with the fall of Master Qixing?"
Among the crowd at Penglai Immortal Island, several old men had expressions of surprise and astonishment on their faces.
At this time, the blood mist transformed from Lin Feng's body and soul gradually fell on the ground of the platform.
Xu Xinghe glanced at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes, and announced: "Dayan versus Piaomiao Xianzong, the first match, Dayan wins!"
Everyone in Dayan was excited and cheered.
Zhuang Zhiyan said excitedly: "Feiyang, well done!"
The other cultivators around him all looked at each other in confusion.
Dayan unexpectedly... won again...
(End of chapter)
