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Chapter 31 The finals begin (please collect and recommend)

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    The two of them were more than ten steps apart, and Meng Zihao's whole body was shaken, and a majestic momentum burst out from him.

    Using all his strength from the beginning, Meng Zihao did not dare to underestimate Lin Feng. He knew that Lin Feng must have some killing moves, because from the beginning to the present, Lin Feng did not seem to have used any sword moves.

    The strong flow of breath made Lin Feng's breath suffocate. The second level of breath control was indeed extraordinary, at least twice as powerful as Zhang Haoran just now.

    "The ultimate sword formation!"

    With a loud shout, the aura around Meng Zihao climbed up again. In the air, sword aura appeared out of thin air around him, like a sword gang formation, trying to crush everything.

    With a swipe of his hand, the sword array formed by at least dozens of sword energies suddenly slashed towards Lin Feng.

    ¡°Tsk!¡±

    In the void, a ray of sword energy flashed past, and in the direction of Lin Feng, he could be seen pulling out a sword and slashing towards the speeding sword formation.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At the moment of collision, the sword energy actually penetrated directly through the center of the sword array and disappeared immediately.

    But in just the blink of an eye, Meng Zihao's sword formation made a loud noise, and the next moment, it split into two, and dozens of condensed sword energy also shattered and dissipated in the air.

    "What a powerful sword!"

    "Meng Zihao's killing sword formation was actually broken!"

    "What kind of sword technique does Lin Feng use? Why do I only see him use one sword every time? Although it seems casual, it is so powerful!"

    Everyone below was completely shocked. Lin Feng once again broke Meng Zihao's attack with one sword. And from the time he came to power to now, it seems that he only used one sword for every opponent!

    "This is like some kind of swordsmanship. The moment Lin Feng drew his sword, his whole temperament changed!" On the observation platform, a peak leader had been watching the duel on the field.

    Even the sect leader has said that he wants Lin Feng to enter the sword pavilion and learn the swordsmanship. From the time Nangong Mi took over as the sect leader until now, it seems that few people can get this honor, right?

    If he can get the attention of the sect master, then Lin Feng must have something extraordinary, so from just now, the seven peak masters have been paying attention to Lin Feng on the field.

    "Yes, when he drew his sword, I saw an extremely sharp aura from him, and the direction of his sword was very precise, hitting Meng Zihao's weak point right at it." The peak master of Tianjian Peak said, and immediately  He looked at Ye Konghai, as if he wanted to get some information from the other party.

    "It does look like some kind of sword move, but I don't know what it is." Ye Konghai said simply.

    No wonder they couldn¡¯t see that Lin Feng¡¯s sword-drawing technique was created by himself in his previous life and could not exist in today¡¯s world.

    As soon as the sword formation was broken, Meng Zihao's whole body seemed to be deflated and slumped down. His most powerful move was still broken by Lin Feng's sword. How powerful was the opponent?

    "You win."

    The voice sounded very weak. Meng Zihao had no intention of continuing to fight at this moment, so he chose to quit.

    After saying that, he clasped his fists and bowed to Lin Feng, admiring him from the bottom of his heart. Such a person surpassed him too much. As for the so-called face, who would care about it?

    After Meng Zihao left, Lin Feng put away his sword and looked at the man's leaving figure, not knowing what he was thinking.

    After retracting his gaze, he ignored the words around him, tapped his toes on the ground, and jumped onto the rest area.

    "Junior Brother Lin."

    Sitting down next to Chen Jie, Lin Feng glanced at him with a smile. Seeing that he was looking at him in surprise, he couldn't help but asked curiously, "Is there something on my face?"

    "Uh" Chen Jie was stunned for a moment, then smiled casually, "Now you are famous, I'm afraid no one in the entire Sword Sect doesn't know you!"

    Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled helplessly and stopped talking. Instead, he closed his eyes and meditated

    Not long after, I heard the words of the presiding elder come again.

    ¡°Please invite the promoted disciples to come to the stage to draw numbers. In the next round, the number will be used to determine the opponent, and there will be a one-on-one competition. Ten arenas will be held at the same time!¡±

    Not long after Lin Feng returned to the rest area, the challenge ended, because most of the capable disciples had successfully advanced. The players who advanced this time, plus the top 100 disciples from the previous session, totaled more than 600 people.  .

    There are more than 600 people, almost equal to the number of Qi Control Realm disciples of Jian Zong.

      As the elder¡¯s words fell, a group of promoted disciples also came on stage one after another and drew their numbers.

    "There are a total of 628 disciples who have advanced this time. In the third round of the finals, the smallest number will compete with the largest number. Now, please invite contestant No. 1 and contestant No. 628 to the first ring.  Contestant No. 2 and Contestant No. 627 enter the second ring"

    Lin Feng lowered his head and glanced at the number in his hand. It was number ninety-three. It was probably not his turn to play so soon.

    "Huh? It's Senior Sister Qingyin!" Chen Jie sat next to Lin Feng, as if he had discovered something.

    Lin Feng looked up and saw Qingyin already appearing in the direction of Arena No. 7, "She actually appeared in the first round."

    In the ring, Qingyin was dressed as usual today, wearing a green smoke skirt. At this moment, her face had an indifferent expression and her eyes were calmly staring ahead.

    Opposite her, stood a disciple at the second level of the Qi Control Realm. After seeing that his opponent was Qingyin, the disciple's face suddenly became deflated, "It's so unlucky that I met Qijian in the first round.  Feng¡¯s senior sister!¡±

    "Come on, Senior Sister Qingyin!"

    In the audience, many onlookers also noticed Qingyin¡¯s figure and shouted.

    In a certain direction in the rest area, a young disciple who was around twenty-three or four years old slowly opened his eyes. He was also dressed in white. The moment he opened his eyes, a white light flashed in his eyes.  , the aura emanating from his body made people dare not look down upon him.

    This person is none other than Murong Chen, the great disciple of Tianjian Peak!

    From the beginning of the game until now, he has been meditating with his eyes closed, ignoring the previous situation on the court. Even if Lin Feng defeated Meng Zihao with a sword, he remained unmoved.

    But at this moment, Murong Chen opened his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Stage 7, his eyes full of softness.

    The person he was looking at was none other than Qingyin. Murong Chen had started pursuing Qingyin a few years ago. However, they were from different backgrounds and rarely met each other on weekdays. In addition, Qingyin liked everyone no matter who he was.  A very cold expression has prevented him from getting close to the other party till now.

    Similarly, in another direction, there is a pair of eyes also looking at Qingyin on the ring.

    But upon closer inspection, you can see a hint of greed in those eyes, but it was well hidden. There was an evil smile on his face. It was none other than Zhou Yi, the great disciple of Earth Sword Peak!

    "Come on, Senior Sister Qingyin!"

    Under the field, a group of disciples were making a noise.

    Opposite Qingyin, the disciple with the second level of Qi Control Realm looked like he was about to cry, but said, "Senior Sister, please be merciful!"

    As the game progressed, the onlookers were also ignited with passion, because the truly exciting game was only beginning now.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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