The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng stood in the ring, frowning.

He also heard what was said outside just now, which should be deliberately told to him.

This also let him know that the ring in front of him was controlled by someone, isolating the outside sound to avoid affecting the people inside and to avoid being reminded.

"Half an hour later..."

Qin Feng murmured, and he couldn't say he was happy or unhappy when he knew that he was a bye. This was a matter of no importance to him.

However, before he left to see Lin Quansheng, he heard the second half of the rules, which made him frown.

He didn't know whether Lin Quansheng had gone out now. If he admitted defeat at the first time, he should be able to leave the ring at the first time.

But he couldn't see the situation outside now, so he couldn't judge, and could only wait for the ring's barrier to open.

At this moment, the space in front of him suddenly twisted, and then a voice came: "Qin Feng, someone is giving you a chance for the fairness of the competition."

"After you are on a bye, you can't see the competitions on other stages, and naturally you can't know more about the next opponent."

"So now I give you a chance, you can choose a stage with the opponent you want to see the most, and I will guide you here."

Qin Feng was very familiar with this voice, it was the elder who announced the end of the draw before.

But Qin Feng was still a little surprised to hear this news, but soon realized something: someone was waiting for him to see Lin Quansheng.

In just a moment, Qin Feng suddenly connected these things together.

Lin Quansheng, who was recommended by someone, went to Lu Boxian's door and required him to participate in the Immortal Gate Competition before he could officially become a disciple; then he was trapped here because of a bye, and he couldn't do anything to help Lin Quansheng; now when he was worried about Lin Quansheng, someone gave him this opportunity.

So, was it also that person who trapped him in the arena because of a bye?

Qin Feng could think of few people for all this, and An Zisheng was one of them, and he was the most suspicious.

What was his purpose?

"Qin Feng, have you thought about it?" The owner of the voice was a little impatient. He naturally had no patience for Qin Feng, a mortal bone disciple.

In fact, he didn't understand why An Zisheng had to think about Qin Feng. Not to mention that the next round would still be drawn by lot, Qin Feng couldn't be sure who his opponent was. Even if he could be sure, what's the use of him looking at it now? How can a mortal bone be compared with a disciple with a deeper spiritual bone?

But An Zisheng has always been law-abiding. Even if he left Wuxiang Sect, it was because of An Jingfu's absurd things, so he naturally wouldn't refuse such a reasonable and not a big deal.

Qin Feng raised his head and said without hesitation: "Jue Qingya, Lin Quansheng."

"Lin Quansheng?" The owner of the voice seemed to be unfamiliar and surprised by this name. He should think that even if Qin Feng had to choose, he should choose a genius like Feng Xing as a reference.

After all, many disciples who participated in the competition knew how far they could go. They came to participate in the competition to show off their faces and to learn.

But Qin Feng actually chose a disciple from Jueqing Cliff. Even if Elder Gao didn't know Lin Quansheng, he knew that most of Jueqing Cliff's disciples were alchemists, and there was no suspense in participating in such a competition.

What a waste of a good opportunity!

Elder Gao's tone became colder: "Okay, as you wish!"

Although the other party's tone was not good, Qin Feng still thanked him respectfully: "Thank you, Elder."

"Hehe."

After a cold snort, Qin Feng could feel that the voice disappeared.

Instead, another arena appeared behind the distorted space. As soon as he saw the face of the person inside, Qin Feng's eyes condensed.

It has been half an incense stick since the start of the competition. It should be enough time for Lin Quansheng to admit defeat after entering.

But now, Lin Quansheng is still in the arena!

And his opponent was none other than Sang Cancan!

——Ka-ka!

Qin Feng clenched his fists and stared at Lin Quansheng's ring, just in time to see Lin Quansheng being kicked away by Sang Cancan.

His limbs were obviously frostbitten, which was caused by Sang Cancan's spiritual bone magic.

At this time, Sang Cancan's Qingshuang Sword was still unsheathed. She did not directly knock Lin Quansheng out of the ring, but used her fists and magic to play with him like a cat and a mouse.

She walked up to Lin Quansheng with the sword in her hand, looking down at him, her eyes full of disdain and even a little excitement.

Lin Quansheng fell to the ground, rolling in pain, but he couldn't get up.

What's strange is that not only did he not admit defeat, he didn't even make a painful wail, or in other words, he didn't even cry out.I couldn't make any sound.

"Hehe, as a spiritual bone, you just want to get so close to an ordinary bone. It's not my fault that I was too ruthless. Who made you so confused?"

Sang Cancan looked down at him and sneered: "But I didn't expect that a low-level spiritual bone waste like you could actually enter the inner gate and become the direct disciple of Elder Lu. It seems that our Wuxiang Sect is getting more and more unclean."

Her eyes flashed with resentment, and she bit the word "unclean" tightly: "A bastard, an ordinary bone, and... Why do you, a loser who can't even enter the inner gate, step on my head again and again? "

"You are unlucky to meet me today. If you had admitted defeat at the beginning, maybe I could have let you go, but now... it's too late!"

"You should know that the immortal gate competition has always been a matter of life and death. Since you have entered the ring, we are opponents. As long as you refuse to admit defeat, it doesn't matter even if I kill you here..."

Lin Quansheng's ring should not have many people paying attention to it, and Sang Cancan said this recklessly.

But Qin Feng heard it.

When he saw Sang Cancan at first, he originally thought that Sang Cancan didn't give Lin Quansheng a chance to admit defeat and directly attacked.

But from what Sang Cancan said just now, it seems that Lin Quansheng himself did not admit defeat.

But why didn't he admit defeat?

It stands to reason that Lin Quansheng is not such a strong person. When he saw that his opponent was Sang Cancan, he should admit defeat.

But he didn't have time to think so much now. Sang Cancan had already raised her sword and walked towards Lin Quansheng. Qingshuang had already unsheathed it. It seemed that she was going to kill Lin Quansheng directly.

Qin Feng didn't even think about it at that time, and was ready to turn around and break the barrier to go out.

At this moment, the cold voice appeared again: "Qin Feng, what do you want to do? I warn you, if you break the barrier before the time is up, you will be regarded as abandoning the game!"

Qin Feng didn't think about it: "Haha, I don't care."