"What does he mean?" Bi Ningshuai stared at Beiming's back, and asked Feng Feiyun curiously, "What's your relationship with Princess Luofu?"
"Friendship!" Feng Feiyun said.
Beiming Potian is really powerful, and his mind is extraordinary. He has actually seen the clues. It seems that this person cannot be kept.
It was no accident that Feng Feiyun had byes three times, but it was actually the intention of Princess Luofu.
This has to start last night.
When Feng Feiyun learned that the Beiming clan was secretly mobilizing forces to surround the imperial city, he wrote seven secret letters in a row, one of which was to Princess Luofu. Therefore, Princess Luofu naturally knew Feng Feiyun's identity, and everything they did today was negotiated in advance by the two of them.
For example, at the beginning, there were 99 people participating in the competition, but two people could not come. This kind of unreasonable thing is naturally arranged by Feng Feiyun in secret. One of them was assassinated by the Kamigawa guards, and the other was He was seriously injured and could not participate in the battle, so the number of participants was deliberately reduced to ninety-seven.
Because if there are 99 people participating, Feng Feiyun may be able to take a bye in the first round, but in the second round, there are 49 people who advance, and he is 50 people, so there is no way to continue the bye.
There can only be one bye, which is not very helpful to the battle of the concubine.
But if there are 97 people participating, then there will be a single person in each match, and it will not be until the last four people that Feng Feiyun will meet his opponent. In this case, Feng Feiyun will have enough time to ponder the unique skills and supernatural powers of these people, and prepare strategies for dealing with them in advance.
This is one of them.
Second, Princess Luofu had a place to be a candidate for consort, but this place must not be given directly to Feng Feiyun, which would expose his identity in advance. And only to hand over this quota to Dongfang Jingshui, because Feng Feiyun would definitely refuse, and only he would refuse.
Third, Princess Luofu naturally cannot see through the copper ball in the bronze cauldron, but Feng Feiyun has the phoenix eye, but he can see through the flame barrier of the giant, and tell Princess Luofu which copper ball he is in advance. Princess Luofu can avoid this copper ball and let Feng Feiyun get a bye in every match.
Of course, he had to play tricks in front of such a big man as "Three Dukes". Feng Feiyun was also very careful. He didn't dare to secretly transmit his voice. He could also use the most subtle secret words to inform Princess Luofu of the location of the copper ball that recorded his name. It is precisely because of this that Feng Feiyun can't control who fights with whom, otherwise Beiming Potian and Li Xiaonan would have fought to the death long ago.
Feng Feiyun is not a person who relies on luck to eat his food. If he doesn't play tricks, he will be fighting for several times in a row at this moment.
It was also Feng Feiyun's three byes that Beiming Potian would be even more suspicious of Feng Feiyun's identity.
The 12 groups of geniuses in this match were over, and 12 more people advanced to the next round, plus Feng Feiyun who had repeatedly byes, there were 13 people in total.
Bi Ningshuai was eliminated, and Long Qingyang became one of the thirteen.
These thirteen people include Feng Feiyun, Beiming Potian, Dongfang Jingshui, Li Xiaonan, Prince Hongye, Long Qingyang, Mu Xingzi, Gucuo, Ji Feng, Yan Ziyu, and three others who Feng Feiyun does not know at all. , never heard the name, but they are all very powerful.
In the previous few battles, the biggest people of the younger generation never met, as if some force was deliberately staggering them. Good luck avoid evil.
Those who can be called "geniuses" are naturally those who are favored by God.
Those who can break into the top thirteen are all top-notch talents. Their cultivation base is extremely powerful. The next battle will be even more tragic. Some geniuses who have never been defeated will fall on the platform. One of the two tigers will be injured. Who can continue to stand on stage? It all depends on strength.
This match was divided into six groups, without any suspense, Feng Feiyun took a bye again and singled out.
This is a battle between thirteen and seven, which is particularly eye-catching. The battle of the concubine has entered a white-hot battle. The six battle platforms are overcrowded, and every Tianjiao is confident and proud.
The biggest highlight of this match is "Li Xiaonan" vs "Long Qingyang", one is the first person recognized by the younger generation of the Shenjin Dynasty so far, and the other is the "beautiful" man of the Tianlong Dynasty. Absolutely top-notch and full of expectations.
Before the two of them stepped onto the stage, thousands of cultivators gathered under the stage, and they were surrounded by water. One-third of the cultivators in the imperial city gathered here.
But Feng Feiyun didn't have much interest. Instead, he came to the battlefield, the battle between "Prince Hongye" and "Swallow Yu".
The two had played against each other once in the Silver Hook Clan. That time, Yan Ziyu was defeated in the hands of Prince Hongye. He only took thirteen moves from Prince Hongye. This became the most painful defeat for Yan Ziyu since his cultivation. It sank in an instant.
"How many tricks do you think Yan Ziyu can take on Prince Hongye this time?" Bi Ningshuai also followed Feng Feiyun to the stage.
"Yan Ziyu was once the first person of the younger generation of the Vientiane Tower. After passing the eighth floor of the Immeasurable Tower, he was promoted to an epic-level genius. In terms of combat power and mentality, he is a top generation, not much worse than Beiming Potian and others. , there is a very important reason why they lost so badly in the Silver Hook Valve." Feng Feiyun analyzed.
"What's the reason?" Bi Ning said handsomely.
"Blade." Feng Feiyun said.
Bi Ningshuai's face became a little strange, very unnatural.
Feng Feiyun said: "For immortal cultivators, the level of the spiritual tool used will greatly affect the display of combat power, especially for cultivators of the same realm, the impact is even greater. In that battle in the clan, Prince Hongye held a 3rd-grade spiritual weapon level Qingtian stick, while Yan Ziyu's most suitable spiritual weapon since his cultivation, the Bai Yantuo Spear, was stolen by you. When he grows up, Yan Ziyu will naturally fail miserably."
"Ahem, that... I have already returned the Bai Yantuo spear to him. At that time... I just... borrowed it to play." Bi Ningshuai was very embarrassed. That time he hurt Yan Ziyu so badly that he was defeated in front of everyone. It was humiliating, and he felt a little guilty.
Feng Feiyun said, "He didn't kill you?"
"I gave it back to him in the generation of a scholar." Bi Ningshuai once stole a thousand-year-old elixir from Yan Ziyu and was chased by Yan Ziyu for thousands of miles. This time, he stole the Bai Yantuo spear, causing him a disastrous defeat. , If Bi Ningshuai really appeared in front of him, his life would definitely be in danger.
Feng Feiyun once again tightened the Tianzhuo soldiers and other war treasures. If they were taken away by these three hands, Feng Feiyun would have chased and killed him for tens of thousands of miles.
Yan Ziyu is the first master of the younger generation of the Vientiane Tower, the first person in the "Hundred Pagodas List", representing the honor of the Vientiane Tower, the first holy place of the Jin Dynasty, among the many heroes of the Vientiane Tower, only he and Ji Feng Entering the top thirteen, many of the young talents of the Vientiane Tower came to cheer him. Of course, Feng Feiyun is also one of them, after all, he once practiced in the Vientiane Tower.
Feng Feiyun looked around under the battlefield, and saw several familiar faces, all of which had been seen in the Vientiane Tower.
"Yan Ziyu, I'm optimistic about you, and win glory for our Vientiane Tower." A woman led a group of female students from the Danta tower and cheered in an organized and recorded manner.
Wang Meng was also in the ranks, with a group of Wuta's younger brothers, squeezed into the place closest to the battle platform, two red copper spears stuck on the ground, and pulled a big red banner, which was the slogan of the oath.
Wang Meng's voice was rough and his hair was reversed. He took the lead in shouting in front of him, shouting, "Swallow, Swallow, I love you! The blood splattered from the gun, and the prince Hongye called out."
"Swallow, Swallow, I love you! Blood splattered from a shot, and Prince Hongye screamed."
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Hearing such a shout, Feng Feiyun's heart was sweating wildly, and he could shout out this kind of cheering language, what a fucking talent. Bi Ningshuai also shook his head again and again, looking for a crack on the ground, trying to get in.
The "Scholar of Heaven", who is also an outstanding student of the Vientiane Tower, is sitting under the battle platform. He wears a white robe and a feather fan towel. He hides his hands between his sleeves. He looks very indifferent and has a faint smile on his face.
Su Yun was also sitting under the battle platform, chatting occasionally with the Tiansuan scholar, and he seemed very airy. If he wasn't blind, he would still be the same flirtatious and flawless son of the past, and he must have a seat on the battle platform of the Concubine Battle. , but now he has seen through all this, with a beautiful woman by his side, living an immortal life indifferent to the world.
"Shh! Shh!"
Suddenly, two chaotic clouds around the battle platform suddenly pressed down, and two figures rushed out and landed on the battle platform.
Prince Hongye is nearly four meters tall, his legs are like two pillars, his hands are as thick as metal steel wrists, he is wearing a battle robe, the muscles on his chest are thick, he has black chest hair, and he is radiant and full of explosive power. .
He is like a human-shaped monster, slamming down with a punch, with the might of a landslide.
Compared with him, Yan Ziyu looks much thinner, with white Confucian clothes and a few strands of white silk on the temples, like a few pieces of white snow standing. He held the jade-colored Bai Yan Tuo spear tightly in his hand, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the long spear, full of confidence.
"I didn't expect that you, a defeated general, would dare to stand on the battlefield and fight against me?" Prince Hongye's head is three times larger than ordinary people's, and his eyes are four times larger than ordinary people's. The eyeballs are the size of a baby's fist. , staring at him, his eyes can scare the beasts away.
Yan Ziyu suffered the last fiasco, but he didn't sink. He was still very confident, and Zhuo Ran said, "If you can defeat me with thirteen moves this time, then I will kneel down and kowtow to you when I see you in the future."
Prince Hongye smiled mockingly: "Last time, I didn't use all my strength at all. It only takes ten moves to defeat you. I really hope to see you kneeling on the ground..."
"Swallow, Swallow, I love you! Blood splattered from one shot, and Prince Hongye screamed." Wang Meng was organizing people to shout again, and his voice resounded throughout the imperial city.
Swallow Yu stood horizontally with a spear, and the body was covered with white light, which was extremely dazzling, like turning into a white jade statue. All the power became extremely pure, and there was no flaw.