The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

With a bang.

Ge Liang immediately fell to the tournament table!

Hush

The snow can be heard.

Seeing Ge Liang's defeat, Chen Mo's eyes widened and he looked at Zifeng with an incredible expression on his face.

"Brother Zifeng won!"

After the short surprise absence, the new soldier cheered loudly.

"Zifeng, I will kill you!"

Ge Liang got up from the ground, his eyes were red, and he roared at Zifeng like a beast.

"Ge Liang, hand over the spirit stone"

Zi Feng said faintly.

"This is my mistake, my carelessness, don't count, you are fighting with me!"

Ge Liang said to Zifeng in exchange for face. "Well, then you come up to fight!"

Zifeng smiled and said directly to Ge Liang.

Ge Liang was taken aback, and Zi Feng's words almost made Ge Liang in the audience angry.

Lin Boming knew that Ge Liang could not beat himself, but he also made Ge Liang fight.

Ge Liang can't ride a tiger. He stepped onto the stage to fight, but he could not defeat Zifeng. But if he gave Lingshi this way, he would feel embarrassed.

"Zifeng, don't go wild. Holy League soldier Sun Deshui will come to pick you up!"

At this time, a soldier immediately jumped onto the stage from the crowd.

"Zi Feng, you dare to kill my God Alliance fighters in the trial, today I will seek justice for our God Alliance fighters!" After the soldier named Sun Deshui came to power, he immediately said to Zi Feng with an unkind expression.

For the sake of the spirit sword, daring to kill the warriors of the alliance, there is almost no

But Zifeng was killed, spreading within the Holy Alliance in an instant.

Nearly 80% of the Shenmeng disciples secretly vowed to kill Zifeng, to avenge the death of the Shenmeng disciples, and enjoy the scenery of the Shenmeng by the way.

Once Zi Feng left Sun Deshui, he was also Zhenwu's great achievement.

"Are you betting on spirit stones? This is a meeting where new fighters learn from each other. Ling Jianzong acquiesced. All the old warriors in power must take the spirit stones as a bet." Zi Feng asked curiously.

"Gambling! Wanling Stone, do you dare to play?"

Sun Deshui said angrily.

Seeing this scene, Ge Liang immediately said: "Zifeng, as long as you dare to beat Sun Deshui, if you win, I will immediately give you ten thousand spirit stones. But if you lose, hum, don't mention spirit stones anymore. !"

"Well, as long as you bet on Lingshi."

Zi Feng smiled faintly at Sun Deshui:

"Zifeng, don't be impulsive." Nan Lidao suddenly shouted.

"It doesn't matter. When such a loser takes power, I will help him find shame." Zifeng responded.

"Say it!"

Zifeng said.

"Look! The dragon will be beheaded!"

Sun Deshui didn't talk nonsense with Zifeng, pulling out the sword behind his back was a sword whistling away, the sword light wrapped the torn sky and hit Zifeng.

"Get out!"

Zi Feng was furious, and a sword rushed in, shattering Sun Deshui's sword power. Then the sword fell heavily on Sun Deshui.

boom.

There was a muffled groan from Sun Deshui's body, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and his body immediately flew out of the competition table.

"what!"

"One move!"

It took three steps to defeat Ge Liang just now, but this time only one step!

"This man is amazing. He has gained experience from the recent games and has become more and more skilled in the games."

Many old believers were surprised when they saw this scene.

They felt the fear of Zifeng for the first time.

The happiest is the new fighter.

Zifeng won two wars and boosted the morale of the new soldiers.

"Brother Zifeng is really amazing!"

"Brother Zifeng is so handsome, let us breathe a sigh of relief for the new soldier!"

"So handsome!"

Sun Deshui sat at the competition table with an incredible expression: "This is impossible. How could I lose!" "I am a real fighter, but you are not an opponent of martial arts. How can you beat me with a sword?"

Sun Deshui shouted angrily.

"Say you rubbish, if you still don't believe it, hand over the spirit stone!"

Zifeng said.

Ge Liang saw Sun Deshui lose his face, his face was pale. He gritted his teeth, took 10,000 spirit stones from the storage bag and threw them on the tournament table.

Sun Deshui looked at Zifeng angrily and threw out 20,000 spiritual stones at random.

Zifeng is still very happy to harvest 30,000 spiritual stones.

"I don't know if 30,000 spiritual stones are enough for me to break through to Zhenwu."

Zifeng muttered to himself.

But there are still people who want to participate in the First World War!

After repeated thinking, Zifeng did not leave the game table, but asked the surrounding veterans.

The new warrior, the rule set by the spirit sword is to only allow the old warriors with the highest true power to come to power.

If it exceeds this limit, it is a foul and will be severely punished by the sect.

In this area, Zifeng defeated them and captured them.

Zifeng thought about it for a long time, and felt that 30,000 spirit stones might not be enough. This is a good opportunity to gather spirit stones. Zifeng naturally cannot let go easily.

"Brother Zifeng still wants to fight?"

"Two wars, two victories, are you still not satisfied?"

Some of the new fighters think that Zifeng is inflationary.

Some new fighters even laughed and said: "This Zifeng is too ignorant. Winning two games is enough, and even fighting."

If we fail, we will lose the face of our new fighter!

Zifeng directly ignored the voices of these soldiers.

Are there any veterans who want to be on stage?

"Could it be that no one of you old warriors can fight?"

"Aren't you all eating **** to become real strength?"

Zifeng stood at the game table and asked sarcastically.

"arrogant!"

"What the **** are you?"

If I speak rudely, I will defeat you!

At this moment, another figure jumped out from the crowd.

"It's Brother Zhang Hua!"

"That's great. Brother Zhang Hua has already shot. Zifeng will definitely lose,"

"No, Brother Zhang Hua has gone through a year of ups and downs in the real martial arts field, and he is deeply rooted. Among all the real martial arts disciples, his strength ranks in the top 10."

"This Zifeng is definitely not an opponent!"

Many veterans have full confidence in Zhang Hua.

"Mao dare to be so arrogant in front of him. See how I can beat you today!"

Zhang Hua walked onto the stage and said with a look of disdain.

"Excuse me, are you going to hit me with your mouth? Let's say, how many spirit stones are you betting on?" Zifeng said with his lips curled.

"All Soul Stones, come and get them!"

Zhang Hua sneered.

"Well, I want the All Soul Stone."

Zifeng suddenly took out his sword, and the sharp sword light was like breaking the light inside, consuming all the darkness fiercely.

Such a powerful sword, Zhang Hua really didn't expect it.

"Mixed Zhang Yuan!"

Zhang Hua launched a counterattack in an instant, and then rushed out.