The audiences in the audience are dumbfounded. Even if they have already guessed, Qin Zheng's strength is somewhat different than Ling Feng, but it is still difficult to accept that such a lightly written.
It is also the top ten, and this gap is too big.
This is nothing more than some warriors who originally wanted to watch a hearty war.
However, something that I have to admit is that Ling Feng is very strong!
And, very, very strong!
In fact, although Ling Feng is only a dwiller in his destiny, his true strength is comparable to the semi -saint. Although this is the Western Sword domain, it is still quite difficult to reach this level.
Flying back to the player seat, he immediately had a look of war and looked at himself.
Ling Feng shrugged indifferently. Except for Chu Chao South and Xuanyuan Yu, others were not worried.
Chu Chanan smiled slightly, sitting beside Ling Feng, and whispered: "Brother Ling, your appearance helps me attract a lot of hatred!"
Ling Feng couldn't help but. Indeed, although the strength of Chu Chanan was quite terrible, he was a set of basic swordsmanship from beginning to end. Compared with himself, he looked quite low -key.
Coupled with everyone's attention, Chu Chaonan didn't look so much.
"Not jealous is a mediocrity." Ling Feng smiled softly, "I will use their strength to take them to take orally."
Chu Chaonan raised an eyebrow, "Say well! Haha, you should really see the old man, maybe you can really pee into a pot!"
"..."
There are a few black lines on Ling Feng's forehead, which is such a reason, but it sounds so awkward.
Soon, the first round of two confrontations ended, and the referee immediately announced the players of the next game.
"Next game, Sun Zhengmou played against Oriental Hao!"
As soon as the referee's words fell, the two figures flew over the ring.
It is also a genius from the nine major families. Between the two, a few words were set up, and they started to confront them.
Alas!
Two crisp sword sounds sounded, and then, the two figures seemed to be lightning, and quickly collided in one place.
The swordsmanship of Dongfanghao has a bit of unpredictable taste, which is mysterious and mysterious, making people difficult to judge his attack trajectory.
Sun Zhengmou is relatively concerned, but he is good at conspiracy and then settled. He can always resolve Dongfanghao's offensive at a slight angle and attack Dongfang Hao's flaws.
Not long after, Sun Zhengmou completely grasped the rhythm of the battle and took Dongfanghao with his nose.
About a hundred moves opened, Dongfang Hao showed defeat. Although he was unwilling, he still took the initiative to admit defeat.
"In the next battle, Zhuge Wan'er fought against Lingfeng!"
At the end, the referee announced the next list.
It was the narrow road of the enemy. Ling Feng and Zhuge Wan'er finally met again on the ring.
Then Zhuge Wan'er had already lost in Ling Feng once, and it was reasonable to admit defeat.
However, this woman was so strong that she jumped into the ring, and a cold burst broke out.
This time, she took the lessons of fighting with Ling Feng before, and did not take the initiative to attack, but completely adopted a defensive attitude.
With her control of the frost rules, she only needs to combine the Frost Wall, which can definitely support it for an hour.
At that time, even if it is defeated, it will not be too ugly.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, stepped on the ring step by step, glanced at the opposite Zhuge Wan'er, and slowly stretched out a finger.
Zhuge Wan'er froze a little, "What do you mean?"
"I mean it is obvious." Ling Feng hung a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The last time it was a trick, this time, still a trick!"
"You dream!"
Zhuge Wan'er was so angry that his body was shaking, his chest was undulating, and he stared at Ling Feng with hatred.
"I said Girl Wan'er, did you forget, last time you seem to have already been with my surname!"
Ling Feng has a smile, this woman's bet, is it only this one!
Zhuge Wan'er blushed with a pretty face, a little embarrassed, and gritted his teeth: "That time it wasn't, this time it was serious!"
Ling Feng shook his head and laughed, holding the sword with his right hand, carrying his left hand behind him, and between Zhuge Wan'er, far away from the distance of about 30 steps.
"The first move."
Ling Feng waved gently and wiped out the ten directions, only listening to the "Huh", the Qingfeng breeze, but it seemed that it was just such a breeze.
The eye -catching people can see that this sword has no power.
But then, the second sword was already cut out!
For a moment, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and a rough sword qi, so when they could not be able to go out, they cut it out.
"not good!"
Zhuge Wan'er was shocked, and quickly condensed the frost's wall to protect in front of him.
However, the next moment, on the sword of Ling Feng, a flame was suddenly rushed, and before the flames of Ling Feng, her thick frost wall immediately melted the ice and snow and turned into invisible.
Her frost rules were completely annihilated under the terrible flames of Ling Feng!
Bang!
In the next moment, a huge force came, and before Zhuge Wan'er had time to react, he was shocked to the ring.
The victory and defeat, it has been divided!
"Looks like two swords."
Ling Feng shrugged, looking at Zhuge Wan'er under the stage, and said faintly: "Congratulations, no need to change the surname!"
"you!"
Zhuge Wan'er was shaking with anger, and the fool could see that Ling Feng's first sword was to put water at all!
If Ling Feng showed a second sword as soon as she came up, she could not stop the terrible flame at all.
Zhuge Wan'er pinched the pink fist. She knew that she had no reason to be angry, but she felt that she felt nowhere to vent now!
"Stink boy, Miss Ben remembers you!"
Zhuge Wan'er glanced at Ling Feng fiercely, and then turned around and walked back to the player seat.
Under the stage, a famous audience was stunned. How strong is this Lingfeng!
"That kid, it seems to expose a ability again."
Above Gaotai, Xuanyuan dragon narrowed his eyes, and the flames exhibited by Ling Feng made him quite curious.
In the Western Sword Domain, most warriors, main repairs of kendo, the use of various attributes, but only the auxiliary of swordsmanship.
They are good at using attribute rules to integrate into swordsmanship, so to a certain extent, they rarely develop the development of the attribute itself.
Of course, this is just a focus, and there is no absolute strength and weakness.
But today Ling Feng's hand has made these nine major families.