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Shi Feng had been waiting aside for a long time. After hearing the words, he slowly walked into the Tai Chi circle. A woman from the crowd on the opposite side also walked up. She was about twenty years old. Her face was fair and delicate, but the corners of her eyebrows and mouth were slightly upturned. She was obviously mean and ruthless. Strong role.

Shi Feng saluted and said, "Hello, senior sister." He was a little puzzled. Ordinarily, he had no magic power, but he was walking around on the stage. What was there to see? How come the onlookers were not among the third level but the third level? My senior brothers and sisters are still talking about it, but what are the other people coming to see? It seems that I am definitely not the one. Could it be that I am here to see the woman opposite. Although she is somewhat beautiful, she is not someone who will captivate the country.

The woman named Ling Yun didn't even return the gift. She frowned and said, "You don't have any magic power. Why compete? Just admit defeat." Shi Feng shook his head. Originally, according to his intention, he really went on stage to salute, and then He would just admit defeat, but yesterday Senior Brother Qian Dingzhu Wan told him that he must hold on for ten breaths, and said that if he couldn't do it, he would lose his master's face.

Seeing that Shi Feng refused to step down, Ling Yun's face turned serious, "You are so shameless." With a flick of his hand, an ice bomb flew out. Many people in the audience exclaimed, "I actually used ice bullets. It's over. I can't last more than three breaths."

The monk's spell was very fast. The ice bullet reached Shi Feng's door in a flash, and a blast of cold air hit him. Shi Feng had already concentrated his concentration, and in a hurry, he turned to the left and avoided the missile. The crowd suddenly burst into cheers, naturally mixed with curses.

Ling Yun didn't expect that the other party would dodge his spell in an instant. He sneered and shot out another ice bullet. Unexpectedly, Shi Feng flipped it over slightly and let it pass again. Ling Yun suddenly felt that he couldn't save his face and thought to himself, go to hell, kid! Using both hands, the ice bullets were thrown out like hailstones.

Shi Feng had already mastered the nameless body-refining technique. He was already agile, and with the blessing of the body-refining technique, he became even more agile. He felt that although the opponent was menacing, the speed of the ice bullets was not that fast. He was running all over the field, and the ice bullets that were flying towards him could not even touch a corner of his clothes.

The crowd of onlookers stared closely at Shi Feng's steps, and some people could not help but secretly mutter, "Three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." Seeing that they had reached ten, Changqing's eyes became more and more joyful. Nong, he was betting that Shi Feng could persist for ten breaths. At this time, in his eyes, Ling Yun was no longer throwing ice bombs, but crystal stones flying towards him.

The more Shi Feng ran, the more calm he became. He was determined and unknowingly took off the iron bow from his back and held it in his hand. At this time, dozens of breaths had passed, and the people around who had lost money began to curse, "Damn, I bet that he will lose in three breaths. Who knew that this kid is slippery than a loach?" "What? , Did you not see that this ice bullet is as slow as a snail, and even an eighty-year-old woman can avoid it?" "That's right, that's right."

When Ling Yun heard this, she was furious. There were three spiritual weapons in her storage bag. Among them was a treasure at the bottom of the box. She took it out in preparation for the second round of attack. At this time, she was so angry that she could not return. No matter what, he raised his hand, and a white and cold light flew into the air.

It was a gleaming white ring, with a chilly air emanating from its entire body. As soon as it flew into the air, it buzzed, and seven identical rings immediately appeared. Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Thousand Shadows Ice Ring!" "This is a return. Yanfeng’s famous spiritual weapon.”

The Thousand Shadow Ice Ring is very famous in Huiyan Peak. It is a first-order ninth-grade magical weapon. It can basically be regarded as a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It could have transformed into nine identical ring shadows, but Ling Yun did not have enough magic power, so he could only activate it. Seven restrictions were activated, and seven identical ice rings were created.

The power of the Thousand Shadows Ice Ring is that it does not hurt people with the ice ring itself, but uses the cold air to control the enemy. Seven identical ice rings are smashed together. Firstly, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Secondly, if you use a magic weapon If you parry, even your magic weapon may be frozen. If you resist with a shield, you will naturally be frozen together with the shield.

The only way to deal with this magical weapon is to hide as far away as possible. Of course, with seven ice rings rising and falling one after another, how long you can hide is also a question.

Shi Feng'er heard everyone exclaiming and knew that it was a very powerful magical weapon. He hurriedly rolled on the spot, took out two feather arrows, and shot them out one after another without thinking.

The first feather arrow shoots at Ling Yun, and it shoots horses first at humans. As long as the owner of the magical weapon dodges, the magical weapon he controls will naturally pause and its power will be greatly reduced.

The second arrow was shot at the Thousand Shadow Ring. The Thousand Shadow Ring transformed into seven identical ice rings. Even the disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining could not distinguish them. However, Shi Feng came from the Weapon Refining Hall, and his weapon refining skills were already perfect. Very skilled, and having followed Master Qianchu for a long time, he has personally studied many of this low-grade spiritual weapon, as well as more than 20 forbidden high-grade spiritual weapons.

Although Shi Feng has no magic power and cannot sense the different spiritual powers of these seven ice rings, he can tell at a glance which one is the main body of the magic weapon with his naked eyes, and the combined structure of these nine restrictions is clear at a glance.

Although Shi Feng fired two arrows one after another, they were extremely fast and almost at the same time. A series of sounds of "whoosh", "ah!", "ding" and "bang" were heard, and then the entire arena fell into silence.

Everyone, including the presiding Foundation Establishment referee, had their eyes wide open and was dumbfounded.

Ling Yun didn't pay attention to Shi Feng at all. Although he saw the other party holding a bow and arrow, he didn't care at all. He didn't even put a protective ice armor on his body. With a "swish" sound, the arrow hit her shoulder, causing great pain. She yelled "ah".

The iron dragon bow had been modified several times by Shi Feng and was made of extremely fine materials. After Shi Feng practiced the technique, his strength increased sharply. The power of this arrow was so great that Ling Yun was shot out and fell four to five feet. Far, far out of the Tai Chi circle.

Shi Feng's second arrow hit the body of the Thousand Shadow Ring, and chose the weak connection between the nine restrictions. With a "ding" sound, the Thousand Shadow Ring was made of jade, and its hardness could not be compared with Shi Feng's black gold iron arrowhead. With a crisp sound, a gap was shot directly at the ring mouth, and the seven ring shadows disappeared instantly. The ice ring fell to the ground and broke into two pieces with a "bang".

The crowd of onlookers saw Ling Yun take out the Thousand Shadow Ring and thought that the battle was about to end. Shi Feng must have been frozen into a popsicle and then knocked out. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the result was completely the opposite. Ling Yun was knocked out by the opponent, and even the famous Thousand Shadow Ring of Huiyan Peak was directly destroyed by the opponent.

No one expected this result, and they were all dumbfounded. Even the foundation-building cultivator who presided over the referee was stunned for a long time before saying, "Shi Feng, the disciple of Tiejian Peak, won."

Not long after, a disciple from Tiejian Peak who had no mana defeated Ling Yun, a sixth-level Qi-refining disciple from Huiyan Peak, with his powerful physical cultivation power, and destroyed the nine-seal spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand. The news spread throughout the inner sect. The disciples did not believe it at first, and then asked for details. They were shocked to hear that the opponent's physical cultivation was strong and the arrow speed was fast.

Of course, there were some surprised disciples, but more were disappointed and angry. In the competition between Shi Feng and Ling Yun, everyone bet on how many breaths Shi Feng would lose. They did not expect Shi Feng to win, so naturally everyone lost miserably. These losing disciples gathered together, first scolding, then guessing, and finally burning with anger.

These people came to the conclusion that Ling Yun lost on purpose!

Their inference was: Ling Yun, only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, could not enter the second round of the big list. Even if she passed by luck, she would definitely be eliminated in the subsequent challenge. This woman was very scheming. Since she could not get the sect reward, she simply bet on herself to lose, and then deliberately lost to the opponent, so that she could earn thousands or even tens of thousands of crystals at once. For Qi Refining disciples, this was a windfall. As for the Thousand Shadow Ring, it must be a fake, otherwise how could it be easily shot down?

The more the disciples thought about it, the more right it was. They went to inquire about it. Sure enough, in addition to Liu Yunzi openly betting on Shi Feng to win in order to protect his disciples, someone else anonymously bet on Shi Feng to win this competition.

Now the disciples felt that there was no doubt about it. In anger, they all rushed to the Lengshui Cliff of Huiyan Peak to question Ling Yun. Ling Yun lost the competition, destroyed the magic weapon, and was injured. She was already ashamed and angry. As a result, she was accused by everyone and her face turned blue. But even if she was eloquent, everyone just didn't believe it and wanted to get the crystal back.

Amid the noise, a cold voice asked, "What are you doing here?" As she spoke, a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old fell from the sky. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her complexion was picturesque, but her eyebrows were cold and there seemed to be a chill all over her body.

The person who came was Ling Yun's master, Qin Bing, a nine-spirit ice body master who appeared once in a thousand years in Taiji Sect.

Qin Bing had superb flying skills and appeared in front of them silently, which scared all the disciples. A brave disciple bowed and smiled, "Master, we heard that Junior Sister Ling Yun was injured, so we came to visit. We dare not disturb Master's practice, so we will leave now." As she said that, she slipped away. Naturally, all the disciples bowed their heads and saluted, and even Qin Bing did not dare to look at them, and they scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing Ling Yun's eyes were red and his shoulder was injured, Qin Bing asked, "What's wrong?" Ling Yun knelt down and said, "Master, I lost today's competition." Qin Bing said calmly, "I lost."

Ling Yun knew that this master, who was two years younger than him, was devoted to cultivation and had a temper as hard as ice. He didn't say much to his three disciples, but he loved them in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have given them a spiritual weapon like the Thousand Shadow Ring before the competition.

At that moment, Ling Yun cried while talking about today's competition. She didn't dare to lie about the general situation of the competition. After all, there were many people watching on the sidelines at that time, and Qin Bing knew it by just asking around.

But Ling Yun made some changes to some subtle details. She said that Shi Feng shot a cold arrow to plot against her and forced her out of the circle. The referee had already ruled that she lost, but the other party refused to give in and broke the Thousand Shadow Ring.

At the end of her speech, Ling Yun took out the broken spiritual ring and handed it to her master.

There are no rules for attacking the opponent's spiritual weapon in the sect competition. After all, fighting is blind, and collisions between magic weapons are inevitable. But there is also a default rule in the competition, that is, don't destroy the opponent's magic weapon easily. After all, Qi Refining disciples are not rich, and a spiritual weapon may be the savings of several years. Once it is destroyed, it may be a bankruptcy, and the two sides often have deep hatred for it.

Therefore, during the competition, most of those who can win directly will not target the opponent's magic weapon. And after winning, if you still refuse to give up and insist on destroying the opponent's magic weapon, it is simply too much.

In fact, in that competition, although Shi Feng shot two arrows one after another, the time interval was so short that it could almost be ignored. Moreover, when Shi Feng shot the Thousand Shadow Ring, Ling Yun was not out. Shi Feng shot two arrows to shoot people and defend against the opponent's magic weapon respectively, which was nothing wrong. Everyone present, including the foundation-building cultivator who presided over the referee, did not think there was anything wrong.

But Ling Yun just held on to the fact that he was eliminated first and his spirit ring was destroyed later, and insisted that Shi Feng had to destroy the Thousand Shadow Ring to humiliate him after he lost.

As he listened, Qin Bing's cold eyes gradually surged with fire.