The second game did not start immediately. Under the announcement of the old referee, there was a temporary pause for an hour and the battle stage needed to be repaired.
Looking at the broken Immortal Platform being carried away by several Weapon Refining Peak elders, the disciples watching the competition were frightened. What kind of terrifying power is this. They are also inner disciples and are ranked ninth in the Five Elements Peak.
A random ordinary disciple from the First Peak has the strength of a human-immortal. The gap between them is ridiculously huge!
Wu Feng returned to the competition table and looked at several old men carrying the fighting platform and leaving. Judging from the aura on their bodies, they were all late-stage human immortals. For a weapon refiner, this kind of vitality cultivation was already very high.
It's amazing. I think the level of weapon refining should be at the master level. Refining ordinary treasures is not a problem. Although the Immortal Platform is seriously damaged, the core formation is not severely damaged. It is not difficult for a few treasure level masters to repair it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Fang Xueer next to him asked worriedly: "Junior brother, are you injured? Do you want to wait until the afternoon to fight again?"
Wu Feng smiled. Ever since he showed his strength in the Immortal Realm, Taoist Longhu, Lao Sun, Liu Ye and others all had a vague respect for him. Only this little girl still shouted stupidly.
My own little junior brother.
After rubbing her hair, Wu Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, the battle has just begun."
Fang Xueer's cheeks turned red, she broke away from his hand, and said angrily: "You are like Master and others, starting to treat me as a child, don't touch my head in the future!"
"Haha..." Wu Feng, Taoist Longhu and others all laughed.
The atmosphere in the Shuiling Peak competition booth was silent.
Everyone was sitting casually on chairs, doing their own thing, either reading ancient scrolls, playing with small flying swords, or holding the back of their heads and yawning in boredom, while Li Qing, who had stepped down from the stage, sat on a chair and said something.
Not sent.
The young man who had called for a fight before looked at the laughter in the competition hall at the Body Refining Peak. He curled his lips and said: "It's just a win. What's the point, you country bumpkin!"
"Don't worry." Li Meng looked indifferent and said, "They won't be proud for long."
"Brother Li Meng, you have to teach him a lesson and avenge Senior Brother Li Qing." The young man encouraged him with a fist.
Li Qing, who had been silent all this time, glanced at him and said coldly: "Who told you that someone else will avenge me?"
The young man smiled and said: "You can't win anyway, so if there is a chance, I can retaliate for you..."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, and Li Qing's expression was cold, his eyes were looking straight at him like cold electricity, and the invisible aura emerged like a phantom, turning into a huge wave behind Li Qing.
Silver sword, cut off the head!
The young man was trembling all over and his body was so stiff that he could not move. The giant sword was just an illusion caused by the momentum, but just that, it gave him a bone-chilling fear.
Li Meng glanced at the young man and said with a faint smile: "Xiao Ling, although Xiao Qing is only fifth among us, it should only take one finger to deal with you, even though you are also at the peak of the Earth Immortal, and you understand
Out of the realm of gods, but still too young."
The young man's heart was shocked. If he didn't believe it before, he was convinced now.
Li Qing retracted his indifferent gaze, lowered his head and continued to think.
Only then did the young man feel that his body could move. He immediately realized that his back was soaked with sweat, and his heart palpitated. Is this Li Qing's power? Wouldn't it be even more terrifying to say that the physical training boy who could defeat him?
He sighed secretly, luckily he didn't appear, otherwise he would have been miserable.
As time passed, an hour passed quickly. When a black spot appeared on the distant horizon, the anxious disciples waiting in the square burst into cheers.
The black spot gradually expanded, becoming a huge battle platform!
Wu Feng took a casual look and was surprised to find that the Sendai had been reinforced and was already close to the semi-artifact level. He didn't expect Xiyue Sect to have such an expert in refining weapons. It was indeed a large sect!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The whole place was boiling, and screams resounded throughout the world!
The second battle is finally about to begin!
Who will the Shui Ling Summit send this time?
Is it the fourth-ranked immortal Shuai Bu Feiyun, the third-ranked little immortal Zhou Tianjing, or... the second-ranked Xuanxian Li Meng?
Countless pairs of eyes fell on the competition seats at Shuiling Peak. When they saw a burly figure standing up, the square was like an explosion, setting off shocking shouts!
Li Meng!!
The second person to appear was Xuantian Li Meng!
Oh my god, everyone is looking at Master Shui Ling Peak like a madman. This is only the second game, and you sent out this monster. Are you trying to kill everything?
Wu Feng stood on the fortified Immortal Platform and saw the second tall and strong man in action at a glance. The aura on the latter's body was so restrained and deep that it was impossible to peek into it with the strength of his spiritual consciousness. It was as immeasurable as an abyss.
Wu Feng's expression was solemn. This battle was by no means as easy as Li Qing's. This person could be said to be the strongest person he had met so far. In front of this person, Qianlun probably wouldn't be able to hold on for even one round before being killed!
When he was about to retract his gaze, he suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a graceful figure sitting on an empty chair next to the burly man. His aqua blue clothes were shining with precious light, like ice and snow.
Her skin was like gelatin, especially her face, which was as beautiful as Qianlun. She was so beautiful that it brought disaster to the country and the people, but her expression was too cold, as if she were a sculpture, without any emotion.
The latter seemed to sense something and looked up.
Wu Feng's body trembled, and he felt like he was being shocked. What kind of eyes are these?
Calm, indifferent, without any emotion, but the clear eyes seem to contain the sea, which makes people want to fall in. The most important thing is that with just one glance, Wu Feng feels like running away quickly, and the hair on his chest rises.
, like a frightened wild cat.
fear!
This woman is an absolute living monster!
Even if it means provoking a real god, Wu Feng doesn't want to face this woman.
At this time, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Didn't he just want a herb to repair the Dantian? As for why it was so difficult, he actually had to fight with people of this level and cheat your grandma's father!
There is no doubt that this woman is the final disciple of Shui Ling Peak, Fairy Shui Yue!
At this time, Shuiyue looked away again, with no expression on her indifferent face, as if there was nothing worthy of her attention.
"Boy, if you are in a trance, you will die miserably." A voice with a slight smile sounded. Although the words were so rude, the voice was very gentle, which sounded very strange.
Only then did Wu Feng see that the burly man had already taken the stage.
"Boy, I hope you can make me excited, otherwise, I will kill you." The burly man said with a smile.
Wu Feng frowned and said coldly: "To each other."
"Haha!" Li Meng laughed. It was so funny. Although he was ranked second, he was actually the senior brother. The only person above him was the monster Shui Yue. He didn't want to provoke him and couldn't afford to provoke him.
The existence of terror.
But the disciples under him, whether it was Li Qing or Bu Feiyun, were far from his opponents, and they were indeed boring at times.
Only those who have reached his level will understand that sometimes loneliness is not a pretense, but that it is really boring.