Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 333: It’s all routine
"Two people enter the top three, and the minimum is three points!" Ke Luo Shuanghua's eyes lit up.
"No, definitely not three points, if you play well, you can get five points!" Nan Feng said, shaking his head.
Sometimes, I don't know if fate is good, or God's blessings, Luo Feng and Ye Yan are drawn together, and one of them is firmly in the top three. Nan Feng and the disciples of Beihai Gate met together, and Tong Hu from Xingguang Pavilion met Zen Yu Huadu who was favored by many people this time.
Ye Yan, who was seriously injured, conceded defeat and sent Luo Feng into the top three.
Tong Hu and Chan Yuhua are both seeded players of various sects, and they also have small thoughts, so they didn't give in, and the two started fighting.
Tong Hu is not fake as the strongest disciple of the fourth rank of Xingguang Pavilion. He fought fiercely with Chan Yu Huadu, but Chan Yu Huadu's Dragon Tiger Jue was too domineering, every time he confronted Tong head-on The tiger will be knocked back, plus the area of the arena is small, and the speed is only slightly faster than that of Chanyu Huadu. Tonghu couldn't use it by swimming, and was smashed by the ferocious Chanyu Huadu with a four-edged gun. out of the arena.
This is Tong Hu blocking the blade of the four-edged gun with his long sword, otherwise he would not be able to keep his arm.
Tong Hu lost, which made the owner of Xingguang Pavilion very unhappy. If Tong Hu enters the top three, then Xingguang Pavilion has a good chance to become the winner this time. Longxiang Sect took the first place, so they did not lead Qinglian Sect in terms of points.
"The eighth-level great martial artist is coming up, and there is no one in your Qinglian sect?" Beihai Island's disciple looked at Nan Feng with a sneer all over his face.
"You're so cheap, I'm going to knock out all your teeth today." Nan Feng said coldly, he doesn't hate those who can pretend, but he hates people who can pretend better than him, this Beihai Gate is called Qi Shan The disciple successfully angered him.
"Then go die first!" Qi Shan swung his saber and charged towards Nan Feng. He knew that as long as he defeated Nan Feng, the remaining suspense would be the third round between him and Chan Yu Huadu. In the battle between the first and second, Luo Feng was no longer competitive. The first battle was too brutal and consumed too much strength.
Nanfeng's dantian vitality erupted, and the purple smoky rhyme of the prison-suppressing vitality infused the war halberd, and the shadowless kill of the shocking spear technique was sent out, and the halberd beams shot towards Qi Shan's chest and throat.
The saber in Qi Shan's hand swung, and Dao Gang and Nan Feng's halberd light continued to impact, making explosive noises.
Practice marksmanship every day, and the shocking marksmanship has become something in Nan Feng's memory. The invisible kills and piercing air strikes are constantly issued, suppressing Qi Shan to retreat.
Qi Shan's face changed, he found that his vitality was suppressed, and his strength was also suppressed.
"Speak out loudly, what are you?" Nan Feng cursed as he fired his gun.
For those who have never cared much about the battle in the arena, Sect Master Qinglian came to her senses, this is the battle of her disciples.
Qi Shan's speed was very good, and he kept dodging and jumping on the ring, which made it impossible for Nan Feng's war halberd to carry out every attack.
Nan Feng, who didn't want to be wasted, directly used Zhuxian Zhan, the essence of the shocking spear technique, after Wuying Kill and Breaking Air Strike.
Following the spread of the energy halo on Nanfeng's battle halberd, Qi Shan's body paused for a moment, his soul was impacted by the spiritual force carried by Nanfeng Zhuxianzhan.
Seizing the opportunity, Nan Feng struck Qi Shan's right wrist with a flick of his halberd, breaking his tendon and knocking down the weapon. , Knocking down Qi Shan's weapon, Nan Feng flew up, put the halberd into the slot on his back, then wrapped his hands around the back of Qi Shan's neck, and then flew on his knees.
Crack! Teeth, blood flying everywhere!
How could Qi Shan's jaw and teeth be as hard as Nan Feng's knees?
Qi Shan fell down, Nan Feng took advantage of the opportunity to ride on Qi Shan who was lying on the ground, cut his right elbow down, and hit Qi Shan's face, it was a splash of blood.
"If you say you're cheap, you'll knock out all your teeth." Nan Feng swung his arms, and smashed Qi Shan's mouth and face with one punch.
Fortunately, it was the elders of Xingguang Pavilion who stopped Nan Feng, otherwise Nan Feng's eight punches would have killed him.
"Bah!" After getting up, Nan Feng spat, then waved his **** fist at Sect Master Qinglian, and then walked off the ring to rest, and then waited for the third round.
When Nan Feng came back, the eyes of the disciples of Qinglian Sect were all glowing, what is domineering, what is fighting for face? Nan Feng is domineering, and this is fighting for face. If you dare to scold me, I dare to knock out all your teeth. Nan Feng did it. In the future, Qi Shan will suffer when he eats, he will leak out when he speaks, and his face will be deformed by the beating.
"Sect Master Qinglian, isn't your disciple being too ruthless?" The humiliated Beihai Island Master was a little unhappy.
"Then I would like to ask, are your disciples from Beihai Island too cheap? Should they be beaten?" Sect Master Qinglian's words were very sharp, how could she be used to people from Beihai Island.
"It's just a little conflict between the disciples of the sect, it's not a big deal." Long Qi said, he knew that it would be useless to continue the fight, and besides, now that the Longxiang sect had the advantage, he didn't want to cause trouble.
Nan Feng returned to his seat, took the towel handed over by the disciple beside him and wiped his hands, "Luo Feng, we will win first and second in the third round, and we will directly secure the lead of Qinglian Sect."
"Uncle Nan, this disciple only has 60% of his fighting strength, even if he is at his peak, he can't beat that guy." Luo Feng said with a bitter face, now he is very helpless.
"You can't beat me, I will fight! If you see him, you will admit defeat, and I will admit defeat when I see you. You can always maintain one victory and one loss, and I will do the rest." Nan Feng exhaled, He knew what was next was the main event.
"Nan Feng, are you sure you can drag that guy down?" Luo Shengqing looked at Nan Feng and asked.
Luo Shengqing understood what Nan Feng meant. The ranking of the top three fourth-order disciples mainly depends on the duel between Nan Feng and Chan Yu Huadu. In the case of admitting defeat, all three of them won one and lost one, and the next round will be a rematch.
If Nanfeng defeated Chanyu Huadu in the first round, then in the second round, Chanyu Huadu would have no fighting power, Luo Feng might win, and if he couldn't make it in the second round, then in the second round It broke down during the third battle.
"Master Peak Master, can't you have some confidence in me?" Nan Feng looked at Luo Shengqing with a smile and said.
"I naturally have confidence in you, but that guy has practiced Dragon and Tiger Jue, and his attacks are domineering and sharp, so he can't resist!" Luo Shengqing shook his head.
"Uncle Luo, you only saw the sharpness of the other party, but you haven't seen Nan Feng's arrogance. Husband, that kid is too arrogant, just beat him up." Ke Luo Shuanghua said to Nan Feng.
Nan Feng stretched out his hand to pat Ke Luo Shuanghua.
"You two!" Luo Shengqing knew that Nan Feng might have foundation, but Chan Yuhua was too strong, so she was not at ease.
After resting for half an hour, the three-person draw began. The first match was between Luo Feng and Chan Yu Huadu, and the second match was between Luo Feng and Nan Feng. If the competition was conducted normally, Luo Feng's luck would be very bad. , two games in a row cost a lot, but now it's following Nan Feng's routine.
Fighting Zen in Huadu, Luo Feng conceded defeat. Then Nan Feng and Luo Feng took the stage.
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"Punch me!" Nan Feng whispered.
Luo Feng swung his fist, but before his fist hit Nan Feng, Nan Feng fell down with a plop.