Amidst the noisy discussion, time passed by minute by minute.

When everyone gradually recovered from the shock, they realized that the competition was not over yet. It could even be said that the competition had just begun. After all, there were still ten people who had not played!

The next moment, in addition to occasionally falling on Jiang Chen, everyone's eyes began to wander to the other ten young Feng Shui masters.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen suddenly felt lighter in his heart. Without those fiery eyes, he felt more relaxed and at ease.

at this time.

Li Wen and others also came to their senses.

"Fourth, do you think it will be a long time before anyone dares to play?"

As soon as he said this, before Jiang Chen could say anything, Yichen next to him spoke.

"Probably not."

"With Song Xiuzhu and Jiang Chen taking the lead, others shouldn't have to wait any longer!"

"The fear that some people had because of Song Xiuzhu's injury was somewhat diluted by Jiang Chen's amazing performance just now."

"In life, there are always some people who often regard other people's excellence as luck!"

"So, I guess someone else will try it soon with a sense of luck!"

As soon as Yichen said these words, Jiang Chen and Li Yue showed approval on their faces. Li Wen nodded as if he understood. Just when he was about to speak, something suddenly came out from the crowd of onlookers.

There was a commotion.

"Senior Brother Yichen, you were really right. Someone is ready to play so soon?!"

Jiang Chen and others quickly turned around and saw a figure walking out of the crowd.

"This is...Zhang Ziang!"

That's right, it was Zhang Zi'ang who was preparing to make his third appearance. He only got 70 points in the first competition and was ranked last among the twelve people along with the other four.

at this time.

Temporarily lagging behind, he thought he had guessed "certain facts." After careful consideration, he stepped forward and chose to appear third to complete the competition.

certainly.

Although he seemed a little impatient, he had not really lost his mind, and he had quietly grasped the defensive talisman entrusted to him by the sect in his hand.

Under the different eyes of everyone, Zhang Ziang strode to the center of the venue and sat down cross-legged on the rooftop resolutely.

After a simple breath adjustment, he slowly closed his eyes. After several breaths, a wave of spiritual consciousness also spread out from him.

"I wonder what will happen to him later?"

"Are you going to end up in a serious injury and coma like Song Xiuzhu, or are you going to finish the competition safely like Jiang Chen?"

"No one knows this, we can only continue to wait!"

"Just wait patiently, the results will be available soon!"

The onlookers were talking softly and waiting patiently. At a certain moment, a purple Xuanwu light and shadow suddenly appeared outside Zhang Ziang without warning, protecting him within it.

"Is this...activating a defensive weapon?!"

"Zhang Ziang was also affected by the aura, but he didn't seem to last as long as Song Xiuzhu."

"From this point of view, Jiang Chen's ability to be safe and sound before was not due to luck. It is very likely that he used some secret method to avoid the backlash of the Feng Shui aura!"

While everyone was talking, Zhang Ziang, who was protected by the Xuanwu light and shadow, also began to perform hand seals and recite incantations. At this time, he looked almost the same as Song Xiuzhu before - as if he was attacked by an invisible enemy.

An ugly look gradually appeared on his face, and then it slowly became distorted, and the Xuanwu light and shadow began to flicker violently.

"His current situation seems to be a little bad?!"

Li Wen glanced at Zhang Ziang, who was gradually starting to shake, and then turned his head and said to Jiang Chen beside him.

"Fourth child, how long do you think he can last?"

Jiang Chen did not directly answer Li Wen's words, but directly raised his head and gestured forward. Li Wen subconsciously looked there, but found that there was only the shaky Xuanwu light and shadow in front of him and Zhang Ziang in the light and shadow.

"Um?"

He frowned in confusion, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly saw a scene that seemed familiar to him.

"Crack!"

As a familiar sound came out, the Xuanwu light and shadow shattered directly in the astonished eyes of everyone, and Zhang Ziang also followed Song Xiuzhu's footsteps - he fell to the rooftop with his eyes closed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ziang's classmates naturally gathered around him. At the same time, a small porcelain bottle flew out from somewhere in the crowd.

"Feed this to him. It will also take about ten days to recover."

"Thank you, Master!"

One of Zhang Ziang's sect elders reached out to take the flying potion. Without any hesitation, he fed Zhang Ziang directly, and then took him to the side for training with others.

"Yeah, it's another one. I wonder who the next unlucky guy will be?"

"I don't know who will be next. I only know one thing - these people are all pigs raised in pens, and they will inevitably receive this knife."

"No matter who it is, it's all a matter of time!"

"Why do I feel that except for Jiang Chen, everyone else may not be able to escape the fate of being seriously injured and comatose?"

"Of course, unless they are willing to give up this competition!"

Looking at Zhang Ziang being carried away, various joking sounds soon came from the crowd. For many people, compared to the boring and boring Feng Shui competition scene, they are obviously more happy with this scene now.

have witnessed!

I have to admit that the more outstanding a person is, the easier it is for others to envy him, unless he is far ahead of others.

After Zhang Ziang fell into coma, no one among the remaining people took the initiative to come forward, and the rooftop was once again plunged into a strange atmosphere.

It wasn't until the sky got dark that a fourth young man walked out of the crowd, and then followed a standard process: sit cross-legged on the ground, close your eyes, adjust your breath, and release your spiritual consciousness.

A moment later, a similar scene appeared again: being attacked, activating the protective gear, breaking the protective gear, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

certainly.

This is not just true for him, but also for several young people who appeared in succession.

Later, even the focus of the onlookers seemed to have strayed a little.

"Hey~ He seems to last the shortest time!"

"Indeed, compared with others, his persistence time is much different. It seems that his strength should be the weakest among them!"

...

"Hey~ he seems to vomit the most blood!"

"Yes, he did vomit the most blood, but all that blood was vomited on himself, and it doesn't look good at all."

"You fall in love with one person, and the blood spurted from his mouth draws a beautiful arc in the air; there is another person, and the blood he vomits forms a beautiful plum blossom on the ground."

...

"Hmm~ He seems to be the worst!"

"No~ No, I think the last one was the worst!"

"Why do I feel that the fifth person is the worst?!"

...
Chapter completed!