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Chapter 275 Provocation

Chapter 275 Provocation

After taking the pill and smelling the fragrance of medicine emitted from it, Wang Teng nodded. With Lingling's identity, the pills he prepared must be nothing. He was cautiously placed in Duanmuling's red lips... After entering his mouth, the pill immediately turned into a pure medicinal power and flowed into his throat.

After a while, Duanmuling's pale face became slightly rosy, her closed eyes slightly opened, and she looked at herself lying in Wang Teng's arms, and then saw Wang Teng and Lingling's eyes...

"I lost..." Duanmuling smiled bitterly, and Duanmuling's pretty face felt a little depressed.

"Cultivate well, let us leave it to you next." Wang Teng sighed lightly, asked Lingling to hold Duanmuling, first return to the competition area, and finally stood up slowly!

At the edge of the ring, Wang Teng stood upright, looking at Gu Changfeng who was leisurely in the distance, and his clear eyes were also filled with coldness.

Wang Teng knew that Gu Changfeng humiliated Duanmuling like this, probably because he was related to him!

"Let's go and see!" Wang Teng's mouth curled up a stern curve, and he was silent for a long time, saying word by word, his face was very cold!

"You'd better not meet me, otherwise your fate will be ten times more miserable than Duanmuling." Gu Changfeng sneered at Wang Teng's warning, then raised his head and sneered proudly.

Wang Teng turned around and left, his eyes were particularly cold. It was obvious that Gu Changfeng's actions really angered him.

There was a little silence in the stands around.

No one expected that a small errand disciple in Beifeng would openly contradict Senior Brother Xifeng and even say hesitation to see? This guy won’t have any problem with his brain, he is too arrogant!

After Wang Teng walked back to the competition area, Duanmuling's complexion improved significantly because she took the pill.

"You...ah!" Looking at Wang Teng's face, Duanmuling sighed softly, feeling a little grateful. She knew that the boy contradicted Gu Changfeng so much for himself. Perhaps it was because of the difficulty, the boy stood up for himself. At present, Wang Teng's young face exuded a compelling charm in Duanmuling's eyes.

"You are too arrogant. Even if I meet Gu Changfeng, I am not very sure." Lingling said with some angrily. Then, he smiled and patted Wang Teng's shoulder, his eyes curled into crescent shape, and said, "But this courage is quite handsome, I appreciate it."

Wang Teng sat down next to Duanmuling, and his eyes turned to the ring again. At this time, the third round of promotion was slowly approaching the end, which made the cheers in the field weaken a little!

Wang Teng glanced at him and found that Nangong Jun and Liu Lan were not on the ring. It was obvious that the game had ended long ago, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had never seen these two guys so much. He didn't know that they were so strong.

"They solved their opponents in just a few moves. It is not easy to see their depth." Duanmuling said softly as if he saw Wang Teng's thoughts.

"Yes." Wang Teng nodded slightly.

While waiting, not long after, the last duel in the square was decided, and the third round of promotion was announced and the end of the final round was completely over.

At this point, the remaining twenty contestants who persisted were all nervous because as long as they survived this round, they could enter the top ten. This was a watershed, and no one wanted to fail in the final attempt.

"There is another round of the top ten in the competition, so you should perform well." In the clouds, the Dragon and Tiger Emperor also saw everyone's expectations and gently waved his sleeves.

After receiving the order, staff from each participating area also distributed the bamboo sticks again.

"Xifeng - Feng Zhaolong!" Looking at the name on the bamboo stick, Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, his opponent was actually from Xifeng again.

"Feng Zhaolong?" Hearing this, Duanmuling looked at the content on Wang Tengzhu's stick and smiled bitterly: "Your opponents are really stronger than the other. Feng Zhaolong is the second senior brother of Xifeng. He broke through the fourth level of the Grandmaster three years ago. Gu Changfeng was a little afraid of him."

"Tsk tsk, you really meet an opponent this time. Feng Zhaolong is enough to rank in the top ten in the entire Holy Academy." After looking at the bamboo sticks in Wang Teng's hand, Ling Ling sighed and said to Wang Teng with some pity.

Lingling's draw match was also very good. She was a guy from Nanfeng, a master of the third level, but for her, it would not be too troublesome to cook.

But Wang Teng was a little unlucky. Although Wang Teng defeated Qi Anrui, it did not mean that he could compete with Feng Zhaolong. After all, every gap in the Grandmaster realm was huge. If it weren't for her identity, she would have some special techniques, and even she would have some gap with Feng Zhaolong.

"Who can know if the ending has not come out?" Wang Teng only smiled lightly, stood up, and walked down the competition area.

"This guy seems to be really not simple." Looking at Wang Teng's breeze-sky back, Ling Ling was stunned for a long time and said to herself.

"Maybe he is really sure." Duanmuling also smiled bitterly. This guy was too difficult to figure out. She really didn't dare to draw any conclusions easily.

He shook his head hard, Lingling no longer thought about it, and after reminding Duanmuling to cultivate well, he also walked out of the competition area!



On the rostrum, the twenty contestants were all out, and the hot atmosphere filled the air, Elder Xu couldn't help but clenched his fists secretly!

Beifeng has not had any disciples in the top twenty for many years. This time, Lingling and Wang Teng entered, which made him a little excited!

After looking at the ring No. 3 on the left, he saw that Lingling's opponent was only a guy from the third level of Grandmaster Nanfeng. Elder Xu was a little relieved. Although Lingling was also on the third level of Grandmaster, after all, the dean trained it and it was absolutely fine to deal with ordinary people of the same level.

Now that is the only one who is Wang Teng left...

If Wang Teng can pass the test smoothly, then their reputation in Beifeng will once again usher in the glory of the past. At that time, the "waste" hat can be completely taken off.

Thinking of this in his heart, Elder Xu couldn't help but turn his gaze to the "8" ring in Xifeng, but when he saw that Wang Teng's opponent was a tall man, his face immediately changed!

"Feng Zhaolong, why is it him?" Elder Xu widened his eyes. Xifeng ranked second, this is simply a roadblock!

"Hehe, Junior Brother Xu, it seems that your good dream is about to fail." Zhao Tianji smiled gloatingly. Wang Teng's group of dark horses also made him feel a little uneasy. Now that he is finally going to run out of luck, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Elder Xu also sighed heavily, as if he was drained by a basin of cold water, with a bitter corner of his mouth. The fourth level of the Grandmaster fights with a young man who has not yet broken through to the Grandmaster, which is simply the difference between an adult and a baby. Even if Wang Teng performed extraordinaryly at this conference, he would not think that there would be a miracle this time.



"Hey, that little servant from Beifeng actually met Feng Zhaolong. It's so unlucky."

In the audience, many disciples of the Holy Academy had noticed Wang Teng a long time ago. Seeing that he was standing in front of Feng Zhaolong this time, many people shook their heads slightly. Some even laughed out loud. After all, a mere tragic servant who has been supporting it until now is a big blow to them! Wang Teng's failure will naturally make them feel a little balanced.


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