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Ling Feng, who won again, easily jumped off the ring.

Everyone rushed to greet him.

"Junior brother Ling Feng, you are really amazing."

"You have reached the Martial Master level in such a short period of time. How do you practice?"

"Great..."

Ling Feng looked at the crowd gathering with a faint smile on his face.

He didn't say much, just smiled and walked through the crowd. According to past experience, a person can only participate in a competition at most once a day.

So he didn't stay and returned to Piaomiao Peak.

Shortly after.

Gu Linglong and Zhang Ruochen are also here.

However, the former's expression was not very good-looking. Ling Feng thought about it and immediately guessed, "Senior Sister Gu...lost?"

"Um."

Gu Linglong nodded frustratedly.

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Senior sister, like me, has not been a member of White Cloud Sect for a long time. It is already very difficult to get to this point."

He comforted her.

Gu Linglong's mood improved slightly.

"Junior Brother Ling, you don't have time to worry about other people now. The elder has just announced the top eight list and your next opponent."

Zhang Ruochen said solemnly from the side: "It's Feng Xiaoyao!"

"Feng Xiaoyao? That name sounds like he's going to be a great character." Ling Feng touched his chin and smiled.

"Well, he is the chief disciple of the Great Elder! The favorite to win the sect competition this time, his cultivation level is... the ninth level of Martial Master!"

Martial Master Nine Levels...

Much taller than him.

I don’t know how the combat power is?

Ling Feng was slightly looking forward to it.

The next day.

The sect competition begins.

Many disciples are discussing the next battle.

"Today is the first match of the quarterfinals. I heard that Feng Xiaoyao is facing off against Junior Brother Ling Feng. Tsk, tsk, Junior Brother Ling Feng is probably in trouble."

"Yes, Feng Xiaoyao is the chief disciple of the Great Elder, the ninth level of Martial Master, and he is very powerful. I'm afraid Junior Brother Ling Feng is no match for him."

"Don't underestimate me, junior brother, he is Martial Dao Sacred Body!"

"But Feng Xiaoyao is not weak anymore. I heard that he also possesses a certain kind of Martial Dao physique, and his combat power is better than the ordinary Martial Master."

In the crowd, everyone was talking endlessly.

At this time.

A young man wearing a green robe and sharp eyebrows jumped onto the ring.

His hair was flying, but it was unruly.

It is Feng Xiaoyao.

Not far away from him, Ling Feng was also walking slowly.

Looking at the young junior brother in front of him, Feng Xiaoyao showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "Junior brother, you are extraordinary for being able to reach the top eight battlefield."

"Senior brother is so complimentary."

"But it's a pity that my master is destined to do my best to defeat you, so today, you have to stop here." Feng Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Please enlighten me."

Ling Feng was speechless and jumped onto the ring.

The two of them bowed.

Then Feng Xiaoyao stepped forward, as fast as lightning, and grabbed Ling Feng with his five fingers, which contained the domineering True Qi.

Ling Fengqun punched out.

The power of nine cows and two tigers plus True Qi works together.

Fists and palms faced each other, and Feng Xiaoyao was knocked back several steps.

Ling Feng also took a step back.

But everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Look, Feng Xiaoyao took four steps back, but Junior Brother Ling Feng only took one step back. It was Junior Brother Ling Feng who had the upper hand, okay!"

“Ling Feng is so awesome!”

"Martial Dao Sacred Body is truly extraordinary!"

"It seems that Junior Brother Ling Feng still has a good chance of winning."

Many female disciples looked at Ling Feng, their beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.

And Feng Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Okay, what a Martial Dao Sacred Body. In that case, I won't hide it anymore, look at me..."

"Hurricane Martial Body!! Open!!"

A low drink.

The True Qi inside Feng Xiaoyao's body surged out like a storm!

But it is a powerful Martial Dao physique!

"Junior brother, be careful, this hurricane body can double my speed and increase my attack power by at least 50%!!"

After Feng Xiaoyao finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the place like the wind.

Appeared the next second, already behind Ling Feng.

In his hand, an iron fan appeared at some point.

The iron fan was like a knife, hitting Ling Feng's shoulder.

But he saw golden True Qi flowing on his body, and the iron fan struck it and made a sound of gold and iron, but the huge power also made Ling Feng's body tremble.

The next second.

The Qixing Longyuan on his waist was unsheathed.

The moment the sword came out, the sharp edge swept across, and a dragon roar shook the sky!

The sword energy surged like a violent wave, and Feng Xiaoyao was directly knocked back. Looking at Ling Feng holding a long sword and surrounded by dragon energy, his eyes were full of shock.

"This is...the seventh one in the famous sword manual! Seven Stars Long Yuan?!!"

"Why is this sword in your hand?"

Not only Feng Xiaoyao, but others and even the elders in the stands couldn't help but stand up with shock on their faces.

"Seven Star Longyuan is actually this sword."

"Wait a minute, how does he have this sword? Isn't it at Hidden Sword Villa?"

On the other hand, the Lord of White Cloud Sect was sitting there, looking like an old god.

"Isn't it just a Seven-Star Dragon Abyss? Look at you like that."

"Sect Master, have you known about this for a long time?"

"Uh...how do you know?"

"Huh, if that weren't the case, how could you be so calm?"

"Ahem, it's true. I just found out about it a few days ago. Don't worry, nothing will happen to this Seven-Star Longyuan in Ling Feng's hands."

After everyone heard this, they relaxed slightly.

Then he looked at Ling Feng, with the word envy written in his eyes.

"Seven Star Longyuan, the seventh famous sword. I don't know how many people covet this sword. I didn't expect that it would be in the hands of a young boy."

"Yes, and this sword has not had an owner for nearly a hundred years, but Ling Feng can wield this sword. It seems that he is the master of the Seven Stars Dragon Abyss!"

In the arena.

Ling Feng, who pulled out Qixing Longyuan, took action again.

Various exquisite sword techniques were used one after another.

Liangyi Sword Technique, Sancai Sword Technique, Four Symbols Sword Technique...

The sword technique formed an overwhelming sword net, completely covering Feng Xiaoyao.

Even though the opponent had the body of a hurricane and was extremely fast, he couldn't last long in this dense sword net, and his clothes were quickly torn by the sword energy.

Looking quite embarrassed.

Finally he threw up his hands in surrender.

"I give up. Junior brother has great swordsmanship and I am no match."

"Senior brother's body skills are not bad either."

Ling Feng followed suit with a polite word.

Since the beginning of the sect competition, the opponent was the first person that he had to use his sword skills to deal with, and he was much stronger than the others.

"Congratulations, junior brother, for advancing to the semi-finals. I look forward to you becoming the leader!"

Feng Xiaoyao smiled and jumped off the ring calmly.

In the stands, the great elder's face was extremely gloomy, "What the hell is this guy Feng Xiaoyao doing, actually surrendering and admitting defeat?!"

"Where does this put my face?"

But no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do.

Ling Feng successfully became one of the top four

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully advancing to the top four of the sect competition. He is one step closer to becoming the leader of the sect. The host will be rewarded with the power of the idol! ]

The power of the idol!

The same thing also increases power. Ling Feng asked curiously: "The power of the nine oxen and two tigers or the power of the divine elephant, which one is more powerful?"

[Returning to the host, the power of ten nine oxen and two tigers is comparable to the power of one divine elephant! ]

Ling Feng's eyes lit up. In this way, he was equivalent to gaining the power of ten nine cows and two tigers in one go.

How about being able to kill everything with just one strength? Martial Master? !