The Yin family's backyard covers an area of ​​dozens of acres and is very large.

In the center of the backyard, a ten-by-ten arena was temporarily arranged, with numerous spectator seats arranged on both sides of the arena.

At this moment, the seats on both sides were full of people.

Those sitting on the left side of the ring are members of the Yin family. The head of the Yin family, Yin Zhong, and his son Yin Tianzhao sit at the front.

The people sitting on the right side of the ring were members of the Yao family. The head of the Yao family, Yao Guangsheng, and two calm old men were sitting next to him.

Soon, two figures walked into the small courtyard and sat down next to Yin Zhong.

It was Chen Feng and Su Nantian.

Seeing them, Yin Tianzhao snorted coldly and ignored the two of them.

On the contrary, Yin Zhong still maintained his enthusiasm and said hello: "Master Chen, here you go!"

"Um!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

Then, Yin Zhong looked at the time and said towards the opposite side of the ring: "It's almost time, we can start fighting!"

"good!"

Yao Guangsheng replied loudly, and then said to an old man beside him: "Master Zhu, come on!"

Then, the old man walked onto the stage with his hands behind his back, and then looked at Chen Feng with a sneer on his lips, showing a provocative look.

Chen Feng sneered, then quickly walked onto the ring, and said to the old man: "Old guy, you beat me once, are you so arrogant?"

"Young man, I have been practicing decades before you, so isn't it normal to win against you?"

Zhu Youquan smiled and said: "But you, you have already lost to me once, but you still have the courage to go on stage to seek abuse, haha!"

"Old guy, if I don't compete with you, I'll show you the real deal!"

Chen Feng was too lazy to show off his rhetoric with Zhu Youquan, he just wanted to defeat the opponent quickly and regain his face.

"Young people are young people, and they lose their composure so quickly! In this case, I will teach you a lesson again!"

Zhu Youquan did not forget to taunt Chen Feng a few more words. After saying that, he began to make secrets in his hands: "Fireball Technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire the size of a football appeared in front of him, floating in the air, emitting blazing heat.

"go!"

Zhu Youquan waved his hand, and the fireball quickly hit Zhu Youquan.

"wind!"

Chen Feng made a secret in his hand and shouted lowly.

A gust of wind suddenly appeared, blowing many people with low cultivation levels present and turning forward and backward. The fireball was also blown away by this gust of wind, causing sparks to scatter in all directions, and was almost extinguished.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Zhu Youquan sneered: "Young man, don't forget, this is no ordinary fireball technique!"

"This fireball technique has three levels of changes. This is only the first level, but you can't deal with the second level. After all, you were defeated by this second level of change last time!"

He pinched the secret in his hand again: "Change it for me!"

In mid-air, the fireball that was about to go out suddenly changed. The ball expanded several times, split into four, and headed towards Chen Feng at the same time.

"wind!"

Chen Feng shouted again, and the power of the strong wind suddenly increased several times, and actually blew the four fireballs away.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Youquan was immediately shocked.

He said in disbelief: "How is it possible? You couldn't resist the second change of my fireball technique last time, how can you break it now?"

"Could it be that you, like me, have reached the level of a second-grade peak mystic master? That's not right. If you are at such a level, why did you lose so miserably last time?"

"snort!"

Chen Feng sneered: "The last time it was just a sparring match, I just let you win once on purpose!"

"Do you really think you can go to heaven? This time, you will lose miserably!"

Seeing that the other party was so shocked, Chen Feng pretended to be so.

Hearing this, Zhu Youquan also snorted: "Young man, you're in a hurry! Don't forget, my fireball technique has a third change, which is ten times more powerful than the second change!"

“Feel it good!”

After the words fell, he pinched out a few more fingers in his hand: "Change again!"

Immediately, the four fireballs blown away by the strong wind once again surged to several meters in diameter, like small suns in the sky.

Then, they actually divided again, turning into countless small fireballs and attacking Chen Feng.

The terrifying high temperature made the arena a little smoky.

Everyone in the audience could feel the terror of this move and looked horrified.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seeing the fireballs in the sky approaching Chen Feng, Zhu Youquan showed a confident smile on his lips.

In his opinion, the third level change of his fireball technique is very terrifying. It is not an exaggeration to say that it makes him invincible in the realm of second-grade mystical master.

And Chen Feng is only a second-grade peak mystic master, so he will definitely be unable to resist.

However, Chen Feng's expression was very calm. He pinched out a finger and said two words in his mouth: "Yuluo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly started to rain.

The raindrops were very small and not fast, but when they fell on those fireballs, they directly extinguished the flames.

Eventually, all the fireballs disappeared in mid-air.

"How is that possible?"

Zhu Youquan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his third change of fireball technique could be broken by Chen Feng so easily.

"I forgot to tell you that I am not a second-grade peak mystic master, I am a third-grade early-stage mystic master!"

At this time, Chen Feng showed a playful look on his face.

"Third-grade early stage profound master, hehe, hehe..."

Zhu Youshen's whole body trembled, and the corner of his mouth was extremely bitter: "I lost!"

He knew that he could no longer defeat Chen Feng. If he continued to fight, he would only be humiliating himself. He had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Win!"

A bright smile appeared on Yin Zhong's face, and he immediately looked at Yao Guangsheng: "Brother Yao, this time our Yin family won and accepted the concession!"

"The fight is not over yet, how can we say that your Yin family has won?"

Yao Guangsheng said with a joking smile.

Yin Zhong's face froze and he asked doubtfully: "Brother Yao, didn't you see? Your Yao family's mysterious master has already given up!"

"But my Yao family has more than one Xuan Master! You just defeated the first one, there is still a second one!"

The smile on Yao Guangsheng's face did not diminish: "According to the agreement between our two families, both parties will send out mystical masters from each family to compete in mystical arts. Whichever mystical master stands at the end will be the winner!"

"Now I am going to send my Yao family's second profound master to play. Is it in line with the agreement?"

Yin Zhong's face became very embarrassed.

What the other party said is correct, and this is indeed what the two parties agreed to.

But as far as he understood, the Yao family only recruited a mysterious master, so he thought that the outcome of the game could be determined by one fight between the two sides.

He did not expect that the Yao family secretly recruited another mysterious master.

In this way, the fight he thought he had won would become more variable.

But after all, that was the agreement, so he could only say helplessly: "Okay! Then let's have the second game!"

Soon, Zhu Youquan left the stage and returned to his seat, looking very unhappy.

"Master Cao, come on stage! Show them some color."

Yao Guangsheng looked at the old man beside him and said calmly.

"Don't worry, head of the family, I only need to use 50% of my strength to deal with this person."
Chapter completed!