Zhang Yue lost, which surprised most people.
Whether it was the spectators under the ring, the elders of the sect, or even Lin Langtian, they were a little surprised by this result.
Zhang Chen finally showed some kindness to his sister and gave her a chance to admit defeat.
But the previous cruel and ruthless actions also aroused everyone's indignation.
No one cheered for the winner this time, only curses and expectations. What to expect? I look forward to Lin Qingfeng, who has been invincible in the Pulse Opening Realm, come on stage and teach Zhang Chen a lesson in the final battle.
Zhang Chen sat in the rest area and began to adjust his breath. He understood that Lin Langtian's remaining two opponents were not his enemies, and in the end, they would face off on the decisive stage.
Lin Qingfeng was also fighting at this time. In front of him was the panting Ye Tiancheng. Ye Tiancheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had gotten up by cheating, and he had spent a lot of resources at home to advance to the late stage of opening the pulse. He thought he could get it. Good results, but I met Lin Qingfeng, a cheater.
Zhang Chen was also observing Lin Qingfeng's fight.
Lin Qingfeng, although he and Zhang Yue both have immortal bone qualifications, but they are more closely related to the leader. Unlike Zhang Yue, he has been trained by Lin Langtian, and he practices the most powerful technique of Ling Xiao Sect. Qigong and Lingxiao Sword Technique.
Back then, Qingyuan's Changhong Guanri, activated by the low-level Qingyuan Sword Technique, could threaten Changyun Tianming who was at the peak of Qi gathering.
And the killing move of using the Lingxiao Sword Technique to activate the Changhong Guanri will only be stronger than the Changhong Guanri of that day.
The most terrifying thing is that until now, no one has forced Lin Qingfeng to use Changhong Guanri. Even Lin Qingfeng only used simple yellow-level swordsmanship to force Ye Tiancheng, who was in the late stage of opening the pulse, into such a desperate situation.
In Zhang Chen's memory, in his previous life, Lin Qingfeng finally defeated everyone, successfully asked the question, and won consecutive battles, becoming famous in one fell swoop.
At this moment, Lin Qingfeng fell on the stage, her expression unchanged, she seemed to still have some energy left, she didn't even break out in sweat, she just looked at Ye Tiancheng in front of her with a smile,
Ye Tiancheng was sweating profusely and could hardly breathe. He looked at Lin Qingfeng's calm eyes and felt panicked. Lin Qingfeng smiled faintly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into sharp light, and the sword trembled as if whispering.
In an instant, Lin Qingfeng moved, and everyone in the audience couldn't keep up with Lin Qingfeng's speed.
He quickly rushed to Ye Tiancheng's side, and with a move of the long sword in his hand, the sword's blade burst out with bright light, like a meteor that cut through the night sky and went straight to Ye Tiancheng's throat.
Ye Tiancheng's expression changed drastically. He was unable to resist the thunderous strike and could only watch the sword light approaching.
However, at this critical moment, Lin Qingfeng suddenly sheathed her sword and passed by Ye Tiancheng in a flash.
There was an uproar in the audience, everyone looked confused, and they didn't understand why Lin Qingfeng suddenly stopped.
Only Zhang Chen, with a flash of understanding in his eyes, seemed to have guessed Lin Qingfeng's intention. He smiled from the bottom of his heart and said to himself: "Lin Qingfeng, you are quite good at maintaining your own persona!"
Ye Tiancheng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He felt as if he had walked through the gate of hell. Then he turned his head and looked at Lin Qingfeng's back.
Lin Qingfeng was like a free and uninhibited swordsman at this moment. He stood tall and straight, holding a long sword, and the aura flowing through the sword was as bright as the brightest star in the night sky.
His eyes were firm and his face was calm, as if everything was under his control. At this moment, he turned around and said with a gentle smile: "Junior Brother Ye, you lose."
Ye Tiancheng felt ashamed and resigned to being inferior. He cupped his hand and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Lin, for showing mercy."
Then he came off the stage in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
The audience burst into enthusiastic cheers, and Lin Qingfeng's chic figure was engraved in everyone's heart.
Lin Ye laughed heartily and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Lin, for your careful teaching. Otherwise, how could that child Qing Feng achieve such success?"
Lin Langtian didn't know whether he found it useful to listen, or he was very happy at this moment, or both. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Qing Feng is more up to date, and it's not in vain that I deigned to train him personally."
Zhang Yue's master, Mi Ziyan, heard these words, which were strangely harsh. It seemed to imply that Zhang Yue's failure was because she did not condescend to teach. She snorted coldly, thinking that after this competition, she would also do well. Train Zhang Yue so that Zhang Yue will be proud and proud, and slap Ling Xiaofeng in the face.
After Lin Qingfeng stepped down from the stage, he simply adjusted his breathing for a moment and then indicated that he could continue with the next match. This made people look a little surprised, and then Lin Qingfeng walked onto the ring.
This time, he will face off against Lin Letian, who was previously tested for Taoist qualifications.
Lin Letian was full of fighting spirit and was not frightened by Lin Qingfeng's previous behavior. Instead, he saluted him calmly. Lin Qingfeng returned the salute. Then Lin Letian said loudly: "Senior Brother Lin, be careful. I am a disciple of Shuanghua Peak. What he practices is ice magic."
"Okay, thank you, Junior Brother Lin, for reminding me." Lin Qingfeng shook his sword, but his expression remained unchanged. Instead, he waited for Lin Letian to make the first move.
Lin Letian didn't waste any time, pursed his lips, and quickly activated his spiritual power in his hand. An ice edge condensed in front of him, turned into a bright ice cone, and shot towards Lin Qingfeng.
Seeing this, the audience in the audience broke out in a cold sweat for Lin Qingfeng. After all, Lin Letian's ice magic was Shuanghua Peak's famous Xuan-level magic, Xuan Ice Cone, and its power should not be underestimated.
However, Lin Qingfeng seemed to have expected it. He easily dodged the ice cone on one side of his body, and his movements were smooth and smooth, as if everything was under his control.
When everyone in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but cheer loudly and cheer for Lin Qingfeng.
Lin Letian was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Lin Qingfeng to be able to dodge his attack so easily. But he quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to attack. Ice picks were flying in the entire ring, and the chill was overwhelming.
However, Lin Qingfeng always remained calm and could make the most correct response at critical moments every time.
After all, Lin Letian lacked actual combat experience. Although this battle was amazing enough, it still inevitably exhausted his spiritual power. Just as he was panting to recover his spiritual power and prepared to strike again, Lin Qingfeng moved. He stopped dodging, and He rushed forward quickly.
At this time, a cunning look flashed across Lin Letian's face. He seemed to have been holding something in his mouth and swallowed it quickly.
A wave of spiritual power emanated from Lin Letian's body. Lin Letian quickly formed a thick ice shield. Lin Qingfeng's face changed slightly. Lin Letian actually had a back-up plan! However, there was no fear in Lin Qingfeng's eyes, but a hint of understanding.
Lin Qingfeng activated the spirit technique, and the sword in her hand gathered a dazzling pale golden light, overwhelmingly shattering the ice shield established by Lin Letian!
Lin Letian was shocked. He never expected that Lin Qingfeng's sword was so powerful that it even disrupted his next move.
By the time he came to his senses, Lin Qingfeng had already rushed in front of Lin Letian. With a wave of his sword, the sword light flashed and the ice cone that had just condensed in Lin Letian's hand was instantly shattered.
"What a fast sword!" The surrounding disciples were in an uproar as they saw this sword again.
"Is this Changhong Guanri?"
"This is the Changhong Guanri activated by the Lingxiao Sword Technique!"
"Amazing, you deserve to be favored by the master. In time, you may not be the opponent of Senior Brother Xiao!"
"This kid is indeed powerful. He has only practiced for more than half a year and has already reached such a level in the Lingxiao Sword Technique. He has also mastered the Changhong Guanri move with great proficiency. Damn it, why is he not from my Wuchen Peak! This is my return. The Chen Sword Technique has also been passed down." The Wuchen Peak Master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, causing other peak masters around him to roll their eyes.
Lin Langtian's face was even more undisguisedly happy. In his opinion, in this sect competition, his two precious disciples both achieved dazzling results, which was indeed a double blessing.
Lin Letian was also a little disappointed. He had been practicing hard for a long time, but he still couldn't compare to the proud man in front of him.
"I surrender."
Lin Qingfeng sheathed her sword and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Lin, you have done well in practicing the Black Ice Cone. Next time you have a chance, let's learn from each other again."
Lin Qingfeng's elegance, coupled with his elegant fighting style, instantly attracted everyone's attention and made him the most popular person.
Lin Qingfeng liked being surrounded by these eyes. He enjoyed being admired by everyone and his heart was surging.
After a moment, the elder in charge of the arena shouted loudly: "The last battle, Lin Qingfeng versus Zhang Chen!"
