Murong Xue was already blindly confident in Jiang Xiaofeng. She had witnessed Jiang Xiaofeng's magic and was confident that he would definitely make it into the top eight.

In response, Liu Xiaofei could only shake her head helplessly, but did not say anything anymore. She did not want to ruin Murong Xue's hope.

At the referee's table, a group of alliance elders also looked at Jiang Xiaofeng, who was behind the team, with doubts on their faces.

"Old Ji, what's going on? Is Jiang Xiaofeng ready to give up the game? He has already been separated by a large distance."

Song Liqun frowned and said irritably.

"Don't be so anxious, even if you look at it, this kid always does things unexpectedly." Ji Zehang smiled mysteriously, not worried at all that Jiang Xiaofeng would be eliminated.

Sima Ce laughed proudly and said with disdain:

"That's easy to say. Don't look at it. Jiang Xiaofeng has only been pulled away a little. The farther back he is, the wider the distance is. Maybe by the time he reaches the top, the top eight will have already gone down. At this level? Do you still want to follow me?

Are the grandchildren competing?"

"Deputy Leader Sima, I'm afraid it's too early to speak. Who knows what the outcome will be until the last moment? I guess this guy must be holding back some bad moves. Let's wait and see."

Old Shenshu stroked his beard and said.

Based on his understanding of Jiang Xiaofeng, this kid behaves strangely and can even be said to be full of bad intentions. He must be harboring some bad tricks by deliberately lagging behind.

"Huh, let's wait and see." Sima Ce waved his hand and sat down.

These old guys, externally, the alliance works together, internally, the disciples of their respective sects compete in strength and secretly compete.

"With Sima Mo's strength, he will definitely win the first place in this competition."

An elder said flatteringly.

Sima Ce suddenly became proud, "It doesn't matter who the grandson is, winning first place in this pediatric competition is not an easy matter."

"Brother Jiang seems to have no hope this time."

Li Fan was dejected and muttered to himself.

After all, the disadvantage was too great. No matter how strong Jiang Xiaofeng was, he would not be able to catch up with these swift Qi refiners.

At the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, heavy snow is flying and the weather is getting colder.

If you are an ordinary person, facing this harsh environment, it will be difficult even to reach the finish line, let alone run with all your strength.

However, the thirteen contestants were not affected at all, and their speed continued straight towards the mountain.

Sima Mo, who was at the front, led the way, his elegant and agile figure was amazing, and he kept moving forward on the rugged mountain road.

Li Lixiang followed closely behind, wearing a gray robe and puffing up his true energy, like light feathers, gorgeous and graceful.

Ji Chenbao was also not to be outdone and ranked in the top three. Although he did not have the ultimate body skills or gorgeous steps, his simple running was not weaker than the two in front.

But Jiang Xiaofeng still followed the team at the back unhurriedly.

Jiang Xiaofeng did not use his true energy, but relied solely on the explosive strength of his body. Although he was at the end of the queue, he did not fall behind.

Moreover, his physical strength is only half used now. When Xuefeng Mountain uses his strength again, he will catch them by surprise.

In this game, all you need to do is squeeze into the top eight, there is no need to reveal your trump card.

"Brother, I'm pretty strong. Fortunately, you're here." The disciple in front of Jiang Xiaofeng suddenly said.

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled slightly but still didn't reply, thinking he was here to comfort him.

Jiang Xiaofeng also knew this person, Jing Heng, the chief disciple of the Shadow Moon Sect.

Who knew that the other person's next words would make Jiang Xiaofeng's face sink.

"Fortunately, with you at the bottom, my ranking is not too ugly, hahaha." Jing Heng laughed wildly.

In fact, Jing Heng was at the bottom among the thirteen players based on his strength alone.

Fortunately, this game is all about speed, and he is good at speed, which gives Jing Heng the capital to make a splash.

No matter how good-tempered you are, you can't help it when faced with unabashed ridicule.

If there were no elders watching, Jiang Xiaofeng wouldn't mind teaching the other party a lesson.

The blood in Jiang Xiaofeng's body spurted out again, and he quickly accelerated and ran.

"You are really stupid. In terms of speed, even if the body refiner tries his best, he is still no match for the Qi refiner. This is the gap! You still want to surpass me? Now let me let you experience what true despair is."

Jing Heng's inner energy surged, and he quickly surpassed the two people in front of him.

No matter how hard the other two disciples behind him tried to catch up, they were always overwhelmed by Jing Heng.

Jing Heng was very proud of himself. In terms of body skills alone, as long as he was not affected by other people's attacks, Shadow Moon Body Skill was also the best among the thirteen people.

So before the start, he asked the host Shang Kun whether fellow competitors could sneak attack others, in order to make a surprise in this speed competition.

Soon, Jing Heng continued to surpass others, and his ranking reached eighth.

If he keeps this pace, he can barely squeeze into the top eight, but to be safe, he must advance one more place.

And Huo Zhantang was right in front of him, with only a dozen meters difference between them.

Although it is only a dozen meters away, it is extremely difficult to overtake it, after all, the two are at the same speed.

Just when Jing Heng was about to work harder, suddenly a figure blew past him like a strong wind.

"What!"

Jing Heng was shocked because the person who surpassed him was the secular warrior he had looked down on before, Jiang Xiaofeng!

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

How can a body refiner possess such speed? It even surpasses his Shadow Moon Movement.

Jing Heng's face turned pale.

"Brother Jing, it seems that the gap between us is not big. If you keep going at this speed, I will let you taste despair."

Jiang Xiaofeng responded lightly.

"Don't be complacent, I haven't used all my strength yet." After saying that, the true energy from Jing Heng's body slanted out, and his speed increased sharply.

Jing Heng can accept failure, but he cannot accept losing to this secular body refiner!!


Chapter completed!