Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled lowly: "Uncle, don't worry. When Su Shaoyou's puppy used talismans, I couldn't resist most of them with the Mingwang Seal. It looked miserable, but in fact, my hands were not very heavy. They were all. Skin trauma.”

Han Cong was relieved.

Not long after returning to the residence, Han Yu'er also came back, chattering excitedly.

Han Yuer actually won.

The opponent was very strong, but after taking the Guyuan Dan, Han Yu'er had stabilized at the acquired sixth level. Coupled with her exquisite whip skills, the newly obtained Wujin Vine whip was extremely tough and she could grind her opponent to death.

The spikes on the whip stabbed the opponent until they were covered in blood, which was horrific.

After this battle, Chen Feng rested for three days.

Bedoro leaf gold sutra is used to heal wounds and has excellent effects. Three days later, he had fully recovered, his true energy was surging and extremely powerful.

Of course, the price is that nearly a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones were absorbed.

His current strength has increased to eleven thousand kilograms.

Not only that, after that bloody battle, Chen Feng gained a deeper understanding of the Fudo Ming King Seal. Now he can increase the power of the Fudo Myoou Seal from thirteen thousand kilograms to fifteen thousand kilograms at the cost of consuming twice the normal Qi of the Fudo Myooh Seal.

In the fourth round, there were only forty disciples left to participate in the outer sect competition.

There are still two rounds left, and the top ten disciples will be decided!

These ten disciples can enter the inner sect!

In the fourth round, Chen Feng's opponent was a well-known master in the outer sect: Yang Mubai.

After the referee announced the start, Yang Mubai handed Chen Fenggong his hand and said, "I admire Junior Brother Chen's feat three days ago."

"I, Yang Mubai, come from a poor family and have a humble status. Ever since I entered the sect, I have been oppressed by those with great background and power. I want to resist, but I dare not!"

"And you, Junior Brother Chen, have done something that I dare not do! I admire you very much! People like you should enter the inner sect and practice the supreme way! So..."

He jumped off the ring and smiled casually: "I surrender!"

Chen Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Mubai to admit defeat directly.

He could see that Yang Mubai was a master at the seventh level of the acquired world, and he was definitely the number one figure among the outer disciples. It’s not like there’s no hard work.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Yang, you are an upright and good man."

In the stands, Han Cong stretched out his hand towards Zhao Ruoxi and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhao, come on, bring me the bet!"

Zhao Ruoxi was dumbfounded. After a long time, he shouted angrily at Yang Mubai: "You are still not a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect. How can you surrender without a fight? Bah! Shame on you!"

But no matter what, the bet has to be given.

After Chen Feng left the stage, Han Cong quickly pulled him aside and said with a smile: "Feng'er, look what I got for you."

With that said, he handed over the sword.

Chen Feng took it in his hand, looked at him doubtfully, and then pulled out the sword.

He immediately sighed: "What a sword!"

The sword is two and a half feet long, which is considered a relatively short sword. It is extremely sharp, like a stream of autumn water. Under the sunlight, it seems that there are layers of complicated and gorgeous flowers appearing on the sword.

"This is the Qiushui Sword. It was originally the sword of a senior in our sect. The senior passed the Qiushui Sword to Zhao Ruoxi before he died, and now I have won it over."

"I know you have been practicing swordsmanship recently, so I will give you this sword!"

Han Cong smiled.

Chen Feng nodded heavily without saying thanks.

With his relationship with Han Cong, there was no need for this.

The fifth round of twenty-to-ten battle finally started.

The arena has been reduced to ten.

There is no doubt that the most eye-catching duel is the duel between Chen Feng in this arena!

This young man who entered the competition as a dark horse actually made it all the way to the fifth round. As long as he responds to this round, he can become one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect!

Enjoy the glory and abundant resources.

After this round of fighting, the Outer Sect Competition will come to an end, and the ten most outstanding Outer Sect disciples will have other arrangements.

The battle hasn't started yet.

The stands were actually filled with elders, at least dozens of them.

They were obviously divided into two groups. There were about a dozen people sitting next to Han Cong. They all had a good relationship with Yan Qingyu or had received favors from Yan Qingyu and still missed their old relationship.

The other twenty or so people all had a deep hatred for Yan Qingyu back then. They came this time just to hope that Chen Feng would be defeated quickly.

These people are headed by Zhao Ruoxi.

"I wonder if Chen Feng can continue to be a legend this time! The biggest highlight this year is him!"

"The strength he is showing now is only at the seventh level, but I guess he must be hiding a lot. Three days ago, he was able to repel the elder with one palm, which is proof!"

"That's right! It is estimated that his strength is at the eighth level the day after tomorrow at the worst! His disciple is so outstanding. Senior Brother Yan knows that he should be happy."

The elders on Han Cong's side all spoke words of encouragement and positivity.

The elders next to him all had a negative opinion of Chen Feng.