Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 1431: Aren’t you convinced

With the beating of drums by the staff of the City Lord's Mansion, the highlight of the Hundred Worlds Conference, the Xianjun-level competition, began.

"Xiao Hui, pay attention to the sign number!" Cui Peng shouted to his entourage, Xiao Hui.

In fact, Nan Feng's ears are already pricked up now, and he will definitely hear when the host calls for signatures.

"Master, don't worry, Xiao Hui won't delay the matter." Xiao Hui who was standing in front of the seat in Profound Sky Realm bowed and said, he didn't dare to delay the matter.

"Come on! Continue to drink, if there is a battle, you will fight." Cui Peng took out the wine again and poured a glass for Nan Feng.

Nan Feng nodded, then clinked wine glasses with Cui Peng.

The battle at the level of the Immortal Lord has begun, and Xuan Gong, who had been keeping his eyes closed, also opened his eyes. This time, there is a person representing the Profound Sky Realm to fight. He is not from the Profound Sky Realm, but lives in seclusion in the Profound Sky Realm. , he cares about the gains and losses and honors of the Profound Sky Realm.

"Senior brother Xuan cares about winning or losing that kid? That kid is as shrewd as a monkey, so don't worry!" Dongxuan Territory Lord said with a smile.

Xuan Gong nodded, he knew Nan Feng's ability, but at such a critical time, it was impossible for him not to care.

Many people don't understand, what is the identity of this old man in the Profound Sky Realm, is it because of his amazing strength? Otherwise, how could the Dongxuan Territory Master be so polite in his words.

Chen Mo is also not clear, what he knows is that when Xuangong came last time, the Dongxuan Territory Master warmly received him, and the rest is blank.

The battle at the immortal level has begun, and the fighting has begun on the arena. The kings in the main seat and the seats in the big world are all watching carefully, because the things mastered by powerful immortals are already useful to them. If you can learn from it, you will be able to strengthen yourself; another reason is that based on the origin and unique skills of the fighters, you can guess the unique skills of the opponent's predecessors, so that if there is a fight in the future, you can learn more. For example, by looking at Wei Yijian's attack, one can guess the Great World of Wanjian, and some unique skills of Lord Wanjian, and the same is true for Shui Qiang.

Perhaps it can be said that Wei Yijian and Shui Qiang carried only the superficial knowledge of their ancestors or masters, but they can be seen more from the immortal-level practitioners, and some of the essence can be seen.

Nan Feng watched the Xianjun fight in the arena, and made some illusions in his head, how he should deal with it, and how to make a move was the most reasonable.

After watching two games, the host called for No. 7 Nanfeng to play.

"Master Nan, it's your turn." Xiao Hui turned around and shouted at Nan Feng, but Nan Feng had already stood up without Xiao Hui shouting.

"Husband! Be careful." Changle Immortal King reminded Nan Feng.

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The Zilin Immortal King also stood up, his eyes full of worry.

"What are you worried about? I'm not a flower growing in a greenhouse. I came here in the wind and rain. I'm used to fighting and killing." Nan Feng walked out of the area of ​​the Tianxuan Realm stands and walked towards the ring.

At this moment, Nan Feng's opponent was already standing on the ring waiting. Seeing Nan Feng walking towards the ring step by step, he became angry, "Can't you go faster?"

"Are you in a hurry? It's not a good attitude to be in a hurry!" Nan Feng's small figure-of-eight steps were very steady, almost shaking.

"Steady, very steady! But it's a little hateful." Cui Peng said, he felt that Nan Feng was too irritating, with so many people watching, why can't you walk two steps faster?

When Nan Feng arrived in front of the arena, he first cupped his fists at the elders of the City Lord's Mansion who presided over the order and rules of the arena, "Senior, you have worked hard."

The elders of the city lord's mansion who guarded the arena were a little dissatisfied with Nan Feng at first, but seeing Nan Feng clasped his fists in salute, he felt a little more at ease, because among so many contestants, Nan Feng was the most polite.

"Can you hurry up?" The black-clothed man waiting on the ring looked at Nan Feng and became angry.

"Why are you in a hurry? You are opponents in the arena. If he is not in the arena, you should say a few words." The elders guarding the arena gave the contestants in the arena a look. In heaven, his attitude is naturally different.

"Know how to be a person and do things." A woman beside Xuangong said, she is Shui Lingbo, the leader of the Snowy World, and Shui Qiang is her disciple. The impression is good.

Hu Wanjun from True Spirit Great World indeed snorted coldly, he didn't like Nan Feng, this is in the main square of Dongxuan City, otherwise he would definitely teach Nan Feng a lesson.

After Nan Feng entered the arena, he nodded towards his opponent, but what greeted him was a blade, and was reprimanded by the law enforcement elder of the City Lord's Mansion. The man in black was very angry and wished he could chop Nan Feng right away.

Strengthened with his left foot, the right side of his body flickered, Nan Feng dodged the knife, and then rushed forward, approaching the man in black.

Nan Feng didn't want to use a weapon yet, he wanted to try melee combat. When he was watching Yuxian's battle, he saw practitioners from the Great World of True Spirits relying on their bodies to fight melee combat. He also wanted to try it. It is best not to reveal the cards.

"Go to **** with me!" The man in black swirled the saber in his hand, and a sword slashed towards Nan Feng.

Nan Feng fell sideways, flew sideways towards the man in black, and kicked alternately towards the waist of the man in black with both feet.

"He is a human race, right? Why is he still fighting like a spiritual cultivator?" Shui Lingbo looked at the scene on the ring with some surprise.

"It's the human race." The leader of another big world in the main seat said, they can still tell what race Nan Feng is.

The black-clothed man on the ring flicked sideways, and after avoiding Nan Feng's double kicks, he held a knife in both hands and chopped down towards Nan Feng's body. He wanted to cut Nan Feng's body off.

Seeing the opponent slashing at him with a knife, Nan Feng slapped his left hand towards the ground, and using his strength, he got up, bent his right leg, and bumped his knee towards the black-clothed man's chest.

The man retreated again, and then the saber slashed at Nan Feng again. He never thought that Nan Feng would fight like this, and he was not used to it for a while.

Nan Feng leaned his body to avoid the saber, quickly reached out with his left hand into a claw, and grabbed the knife-wielding wrist of the man in black, and then punched the black man's head with his right hand.

The right hand holding the knife was caught. Seeing Nan Feng's fist getting bigger and bigger, the man in black blocked his head with his left arm.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and Nan Feng's punch broke the left forearm of the man in black.

Break the arm of the man in black. With his left arm, Nan Feng swung the man in black over his head and fell to the ground.

Twisting the right arm of the man in black, Nan Feng pressed his knee on the man's back, "Are you convinced?"

Are you convinced...

The Hundred Worlds Conference had been going on for a few days, and the strong had always killed violently, and the weak had voluntarily surrendered, so no one asked whether they were convinced or not, but now Nan Feng asked.

"I'm not convinced!" The man in black was unable to move as Nan Feng controlled his right arm and pressed his body.

"I won't accept it, I won't accept it." Nan Feng slapped the man in black with his left hand, just like patting whether a watermelon is ripe or not.