"Qian Feng? No wonder he looks familiar. Although he is not fat, his eyebrows are somewhat similar to that of Fatty Qian. Moreover, he also has an uncle who is a disciple of the inner sect's golden elixir period. It seems that he must be that person.
There is no doubt that he is Fatty Qian's son. He must also know that I killed his father..." After Zheng Chen heard the discussion around him, he thought to himself, but his eyes unconsciously stared at Qian Feng for a long time.
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There are Yuanying stage elders sitting in charge, and the Yuanying stage elders have also taken action, but they are unable to prevent the tragedy from happening. This shows that the situation on the scene is changing rapidly. Qian Feng's sword light just now is more than just powerful.
With its attack power and lightning-fast speed, it is indeed a killer move that is difficult to defend against.
"There is no need to draw lots for the second round of competition. The winners of the twelve competition areas will compete in the second round, and the winner will advance to the third round. In the first round of competition, each area will have exactly two competitions, and you will
The opponent in the second round will be the winner of the next battle between No. 17 and No. 32 in the fifth fighting area. Don’t leave the stands yet, stay and watch the second game in the fifth fighting area.
Before the competition, get to know your opponents first, after all, they should have been watching your competition just now." Elder Li patted Zheng Chen on the shoulder and explained.
Zheng Chen nodded and responded. After thanking Elder Li, he found a seat in the stands near the fifth area and sat down, waiting quietly.
Just now, under the gaze of Zheng Chen, Qian Feng had already stepped off the competition platform in the ninth district. Although he killed a fellow disciple, he was not punished because the Yuan who guarded the ninth district was not punished.
Elder Yingqi determined that Qian Feng did not kill someone intentionally, but used an uncontrollable ultimate move.
The reason for such a definition was not that the Nascent Soul stage elder was partial, but that Qian Feng did ask his opponent to admit defeat before launching his ultimate move, but the opponent ignored him, which led to an irreversible ending.
There are countless disciples in the outer sect of the Luoxia Sect, and there is no shortage of disciples in the late stage of gathering spirits. Even if a few die, it will not have any impact on the foundation of the outer sect of the Luoxia Sect, and it will be insignificant to the entire Luoxia Sect.
According to the seniors of the Luoxia Sect, it is difficult for monks to reach a high level without experiencing life and death fighting. The restrictions on killing in the Dharma Research Conference are not harsh, but they are meant to cultivate the disciples' mentality to dare to kill and face killing.
Of course, it's not about cultivating cold-blooded murderers.
After Qian Feng got off the stone platform, he did not leave. Instead, after asking a few questions, he locked his eyes on Zheng Chen. When his eyes met with Zheng Chen's, there was a cruel sneer on his lips.
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As if he felt that a sneer was not enough to intimidate Zheng Chen, Qian Feng walked to Zheng Chen in a swaggering manner.
Zheng Chen didn't change his expression much, and didn't even get up. He knew that no matter how bold Qian Feng was, he would never dare to openly attack him here. Even if he did, he would never hurt someone who was already prepared.
of oneself.
Qian Feng had just killed someone, and there was still a sense of violence in his body. Wherever he passed, those outer disciples with low cultivation levels made way for him. When he walked to Zheng Chen, the one who was originally sitting next to Zheng Chen
Several outer disciples, however, wisely gave up their seats and chose to avoid this evil star.
"Your name is Zheng Chen, right?" Qian Feng asked Zheng Chen after Pang Ruo sat down alone, staring closely at Zheng Chen's eyes, as if trying to catch the fear hidden in Zheng Chen's eyes.
It's a pity that Zheng Chen didn't have any fear in his eyes, even his breath was very stable, and he said calmly: "This senior brother has something to do with his younger brother?"
"Boy, just pretend to be calm. There will be times when you cry for your father and mother!"
Qian Feng despised Zheng Chen in his heart, who seemed to him to be pretending to be calm, but he said with a strange smile: "Junior brother Zheng Chen has a great reputation in the outer sect. He has been called a loser for several years, but he has endured it till now.
, the sharp edge is revealed again, but it has eclipsed the reputation of the unparalleled genius in his childhood, which is really gratifying and congratulatory."
Zheng Chen glanced sideways at Qian Feng and said impatiently: "What does this senior brother want to do with me? It's better to tell me directly. I don't believe you have the leisure to come and chat with me."
Seeing Zheng Chen being so rude, Qian Feng couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times. However, he suppressed the urge to directly slap Zheng Chen to death. Instead, he suddenly stood up, snorted coldly and said: "
Boy, you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the next game, otherwise... you will end up like that idiot just now!"
Zheng Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly. There was no expression of excitement. Instead, he said in a strange and authentic tone: "Threatening your competitors before the competition. If this reaches the ears of those elders, I'm afraid you will have no chance to participate in the next competition."
"you!"
No matter how Qian Feng could bear it, the enemy who killed his father was right in front of him, but he still ignored his threats, and even more so the strength he showed. His face suddenly turned blue and purple, and his clenched fists made his bones brittle.
It made a loud noise, and my teeth chattered with hatred.
"You have the guts! I hope you won't cry and beg me for mercy when the time comes!" Qian Feng pointed at Zheng Chen and cursed, then turned away, his body trembling with extreme anger.
"Haha, before I leave, I would like to advise you that your father is the cause of his own evil. If you insist on avenging such a fool and dare to attack me, you will lose your life. You can't blame anyone else. And your golden elixir period
My uncle, if he also wants to take revenge on me, it is best for him to prepare a coffin for himself first. There are some people you cannot mess with." Zheng Chen looked at Qian Feng's generous back and said indifferently.
Said a few words.
When Qian Feng heard such words, he was even more angry, but his reason told him that now was not the time for revenge. Although he staggered a little in anger, he insisted on not turning around, and after a short pause, he strode away.
Zheng Chen really didn't take Qian Feng's threat seriously. When he encountered it in the competition arena, Zheng Chen would never give Qian Feng a chance to launch his ultimate move. Instead, he would kill it without reservation and resolutely
Without leaving such a big problem, Qian Feng is, after all, a cultivator. Given time, who knows how far he will progress.
However, Zheng Chen's threat to Qian Feng and Uncle Qian Feng was not just to make a fool of himself. With the golden spirit talisman, he was not incapable of killing a mid-stage golden elixir monk.
After Qian Feng left, the first half of the first round of the Outer Sect Spirit Gathering Period Technique Research Conference was completely over. The disciples who were going to compete in the second half had also entered the venue one after another. Zheng Chen also saw ten people in the fifth competition area.
Disciples No. 7 and No. 32 in the Spirit Gathering Stage.
The competition between these two people was lackluster. From the beginning, they were fighting head-on with their skills, fighting against each other. It seemed to be extremely powerful, but it was also very exhausting.
However, after nearly two hundred moves in this fight, No. 17 began to change his moves. The spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon, forcing No. 32 to retreat steadily.
Just when everyone thought that No. 17 would defeat No. 32, No. 32 suddenly changed his body skills and used mysterious footwork to neutralize all of No. 17's subsequent attacks.
Invisibly, when No. 17's attack slowed down, No. 32 began to exert force again, injuring No. 17 in one fell swoop. A short knife like a dagger in his hand was also placed on No. 17's shoulder.
, the blade was pressed tightly against No. 17’s neck...
In this way, Zheng Chen's opponent in the second round was determined to be No. 32 with his strange footwork!
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