"A dark horse? Unfortunately, that's the end of it."
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth. When this team met him, they were destined to be eliminated in this round.
The opponent's attitude was quite good, so Zhang Yifeng gave them enough face. After letting three Jade Sword Sect disciples go up and practice for a while, Zhang Yifeng went up again and had a one-on-one challenge.
There is no suspense about winning or losing.
The quotas for the top four were quickly determined. The Jade Sword Sect led by Zhang Yifeng and the Tassel Sword Sect led by Zi Huang both entered the top four.
At this time, Zhang Yifeng noticed that Zi Huang's eyes were always turned towards him, and he could vaguely feel that Zi Huang seemed to be under a lot of pressure when facing him. It seemed that Zi Huang was not very strong.
He glanced at Zihuang with a dull look. In the gloomy eyes of the other party, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and looked away.
The next arrangement was very obvious. People from the Youth Martial Arts Association obviously did not want to see Zhang Yifeng and Zihuang confront each other so early, so they simply arranged for the sects of the other team to join them.
These two sects were originally considered dark horses. If Zhang Yifeng and Zi Huang had not come to participate in the martial arts competition, they might have been competing for the first or second place in this martial arts competition.
Unfortunately, they met two bug-level people and were quickly eliminated by Zi Huang and Zhang Yifeng respectively.
In order to improve efficiency, Zhang Yifeng did not show any mercy and directly started a one-versus-four battle himself.
"Very good. I didn't expect this year's youth martial arts competition to be so fierce. As expected, all of us in Qingzhou are heroes!"
The host who presided over the martial arts competition showed excitement on his face, looking forward to the battle between Zhang Yifeng and Zi Huang.
Both of them have shown invincible momentum along the way and have fought all the way to the present. The same personality and strength have attracted everyone's attention.
Zhang Yifeng shrugged, walked onto the ring, looked at Zi Huang opposite and raised his fingers.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's action, Zi Huang's eyes flashed with anger, and he flew up and landed on the ring.
"I suggest you not to be too arrogant. There are people who are better than others. Even if you can defeat me, don't have any bad thoughts about my junior sister, because it is absolutely impossible for you to defeat that person."
Zihuang said in a cold tone. He was not sure whether he could beat the young man in front of him, but he was sure that this young man could never be Zhang Yifeng's opponent.
Zhang Yifeng blinked his eyes when he heard this, couldn't help coughing, and waved his hand towards Zihuang.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"
After a loud shout, Zhang Yifeng took the lead and rushed towards Zihuang like a ghost.
In order to suppress his own strength, Zhang Yifeng put many gravity charms on his body, just to suppress his speed.
In addition, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level was also suppressed to the Kong Ming Stage, which is a level lower than Zi Huang. Otherwise, Zhang Yifeng was afraid that Zi Huang would not be his opponent at the same level.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng approaching him like a ghost, Zihuang's eyes froze. A long sword exuding cold air appeared in his hand.
"The cold wind moves the sky!"
After an angry shout, a cold and biting ice storm rolled out from the long sword in Zihuang's hand, sweeping towards Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing the ice storm appear in front of him, Zhang Yifeng showed no emotion on his face. He stretched out his hand and punched a golden light, which directly tore the ice storm into pieces with brute force.
Looking at the powerful Zhang Yifeng, Zihuang's eyes showed horror.
"The cold wind stirs the smoke and snow!"
Zihuang shouted again, and little bits of snowflakes flew out of the long sword in his hand, drifting towards Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyelids when he saw this. The snowflakes seemed irregular, but in fact they hid murderous intent.
Although it is swaying in the wind, there is murderous intent hidden in it. If you are not careful, you may be caught in this snowflake.
Darkness flashed across Zhang Yifeng's eyes, and a simple-looking long sword appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand.
Zhang Yifeng did not take the sword out of its scabbard, but just threw it into the air. Suddenly, countless sword shadows emerged from the gaps in the scabbard, piercing all the snowflakes in the sky.
Catching the ancient sword that fell from the air, Zhang Yifeng returned it to the storage ring and turned his head to look at Zihuang.
"How's it going? Is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at the gloomy Zi Huang with a smile. It seemed that Zi Huang had learned this.
However, these two magical powers are indeed very powerful, and when paired with the strange long sword in his hand, they add even more power by several percent.
"Hmph, my skills are inferior to others!"
Zihuang hummed to Zhang Yifeng with a cold face, and after speaking, he turned his head and stopped looking at Zhang Yifeng.
At this moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared. Zhang Yifeng walked to the edge of the ring and suddenly jumped down.
Confused. Everyone was confused. Whether it was the referee, the cultivators who were watching the battle, or the three Jade Sword Sect disciples behind Zhang Yifeng.
Everyone at the scene looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock, wondering what was going on.
How do you jump off the ring by yourself?
"I have led the Jade Sword Sect to this point, and it has far exceeded the sect leader's expectations. It's time to stop."
Zhang Yifeng's voice came and he waved his hands to the three Jade Sword Sect disciples on the stage, then turned and left.
The three Jade Sword Sect disciples on the stage thought about it carefully and found that this was indeed the case.
Besides, Zhang Yifeng has already left. Even if they stay here, what's the use? They might as well step down together.
The three of them immediately announced their surrender, got off the stage and hurriedly followed Zhang Yifeng.
Only the stunned disciples of Liusu Sword Sect were left at the scene. They looked at Zhang Yifeng who was leading people away with shocked faces, their mouths wide open.
Zi Huang on the stage was the first to react. After thinking about it carefully, he understood what Xiao Jiujiu was in Zhang Yifeng's heart.
"Humph, just because you think that you can make Duanmu Yue fall in love with you? You are looking down on my brother too much!"
With a cold snort, Zihuang looked at Zhang Yifeng's leaving back with a gloomy expression, turned around and got off the ring.
Looking at Duan Muyue who looked thoughtful below the ring, Zihuang asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just felt that the person just now felt inexplicably familiar."
"Although he doesn't look like someone we know, he still feels very familiar to us."
Duanmuyue vaguely noticed something, but Zhang Yifeng's disguise was too advanced. Not only did he change his appearance, but his breath also changed.
However, Duan Muyue still relied on her sixth sense as a woman to vaguely sense that something was wrong with Zhang Yifeng.
As time passed slowly, Zhang Yifeng randomly found a reason to send three Jade Sword Sect disciples back to the sect.
Watching the three people leave Qingcheng, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked at the figure slowly walking out beside him.
"Sect Master, everything has been arranged. The teleportation array has been set up at the location you ordered. We only need to wait for the order from the Sect Master to return to Central Continent."
The person who appeared next to Zhang Yifeng was Qing Xingzi. He secretly followed Zhang Yifeng to Qingcheng and had been setting up a teleportation array outside Qingcheng.
Monks in the Tribulation Stage can shatter space. It is not difficult for them to set up a teleportation array.