"Chen Feng, are you sure?"
Yang Gang looked at Chen Feng solemnly, his tone very excited.
Chen Feng nodded and walked towards the ring.
On the second day of the competition, lots were still drawn first to determine the opponent.
But the difference is that today's competition has been reduced from one hundred to fifty people. The remaining fifty people have gone through the waves and are the best among many young monks in terms of strength and perseverance.
Chen Feng drew his own numbered ball.
Number one.
It turned out to be No. 1, which meant that Chen Feng took the lead in today's game.
Just like yesterday, the first and last digits of each number were paired with opponents for a written test.
Chen Feng is number 1, so his opponent is the monk who drew the ball with number 50.
Soon, all the monks drew their own number balls, and the game started with the host's announcement.
"Now, I'd like to invite contestant No. 1 and contestant No. 50 to compete on stage,"
Suddenly, the audience in the audience became excited.
Amidst the cheers, two figures slowly walked onto the ring. One of them was Chen Feng, and the other was a rather feminine-looking man.
The two stood still on the ring with different expressions on their faces.
Compared to Chen Feng's indifference, his opponent's old face had turned into the color of a bitter gourd.
"Hey bro… "
The feminine man looked at Chen Feng weakly, with a hint of crying in his voice.
He had seen Chen Feng's abnormality with his own eyes. It didn't mean how strong Chen Feng was. To be honest, they all still had a sense of contempt for Chen Feng's strength. What really frightened others was that Chen Feng's A perverted fire control technique and a heart with no limit to integrity.
They could clearly see how miserable Lie Juhua was when her anus was exploded. The feeling of having such a thick flame penis inserted into her vagina was terrifying even just thinking about it.
He was only at the peak of his mid-out-of-body experience. He was much inferior to Lie Juhua. If Chen Feng still used that move, how could he come down at a low level
"You know me," Chen Feng said with a smile, but in the eyes of that feminine man, this smile was like a devil's smile, making people shudder.
"Haha, brother, you are joking. How could I not know your reputation? Brother, what are you doing... don't do this..."
When the feminine man was talking, a ball of flame suddenly appeared on Chen Feng's palm, which made the feminine man tremble with fear.
Chen Feng ignored his cry, and the flame in his hand suddenly began to surge.
"This is a sign that it will be condensed into an object." The feminine man's face was extremely bitter. Then, he threw himself on the referee and cried loudly: "I surrender, please declare me defeated."
There was an uproar in the audience, but no one laughed at him.
If it were them, they would probably surrender and beg for mercy like the feminine young people.
"Now I announce that the No. 1 player Chen Fengsheng,"
The referee who reacted immediately announced loudly.
"Okay, I win," Wen Chen exclaimed excitedly in the audience, his eyes full of happiness.
The masculine fists were already clenched, showing the excitement in his heart.
"Yeah, a bunch of scared guys," a stern young man in the crowd said disdainfully, looking at Chen Feng with cold eyes.
"You can't face him anymore," suddenly, a person suddenly stood next to him.
The stern young man didn't even look back, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Liu Zhengqi, who gave you the courage to come to me and show off your power?"
"Show off your power," Liu Zhengqi raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Chenfei, do you think that I am still the same person I was seven days ago? In the arena, I will definitely regain my previous performance."
While speaking, he raised a ball in his hand. On the ball, "Thirty-Two" was written clearly.
Looking at Liu Zhengqi's retreating back, Zhang Chenfei's smiling face suddenly softened: "My defeated generals dare to challenge me,"
As he spoke, a number ball also appeared in his hand, with "Nineteen" prominently displayed on it.
…
"Now, please invite contestant No. 11 and contestant No. 40 to come forward,"
The host announced loudly.
Two figures quickly jumped onto the ring.
"Chen Feng, look, it's Meng Qiuling," Wen Chen shouted in a deep voice to Chen Feng beside him.
Chen Feng had already seen Meng Qiuling, with a strange look in his eyes.
"After not seeing each other for a whole night, this girl's cultivation has actually reached a breakthrough again,"
As Chen Feng saw, Meng Qiuling's cultivation at this time had entered the late stage of out-of-body cultivation.
"Miss Meng, nice to meet you,"
Meng Qiuling's opponent clasped his fists at Meng Qiuling with a smile and said, this person is none other than Jiang Xiao, a hero of the Jiang family, one of the three great aristocratic families in Cangzhou.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to fight, I'll go down." Meng Qiuling didn't have a good look on others, and she said angrily with a normal face.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Miss Meng is really straightforward. Please show mercy later," Jiang Xiao said politely, but there was a burst of strong confidence in her eyes.
"Game start,"
With the referee's announcement, the distance between the two instantly widened.
"Miss Meng, please,"
Jiang Xiao said with a smile and made a gesture of invitation.
"Take the move," Meng Qiuling was not polite, and immediately attacked with all her strength.
She was seen waving the whisk of a medium-grade spiritual weapon like a goddess scattering flowers, and her boundless beauty was vividly displayed in every move she made.
"What a beautiful and unparalleled female hero,"
In an instant, many monks started to admire him in unison.
"Miss Meng is very clever," Jiang Xiao laughed, but moved her body without any panic.
In the blink of an eye, a long whip appeared in Jiang Xiao's hand. When it stretched and contracted, it was like a snake exploring its hole, and it pointed towards Meng Qiuling's body.
With just this move, Meng Qiuling felt infinite pressure.
Jiang Xiao's cultivation level is the same as hers, at the late stage of out-of-body cultivation.
However, even if they are both in the late stage of out-of-body experience, their strength can be very different. Jiang Xiao's late-stage out-of-body experience has already reached the peak level, while Meng Qiuling's is only at the beginning.
Gritting her teeth, Meng Qiuling struggled to hold the fly whisk in front of her.
"Ding,,"
The long whip hit the whisk handle hard, making a harsh impact sound.
During the impact, Meng Qiuling's expression changed, and then her body couldn't help but fall back again and again, until she retreated to the edge of the ring, where she was able to stabilize her figure.
In one move, a decision can be made.
"Miss Meng, do you still want to fight?" Jiang Xiao put away her long whip, raised her fist at Meng Qiuling again, and said warmly.
"Hit," Meng Qiuling gritted her teeth and shouted, then she pounced again, waving her whisk and rushed forward again.
"Then... I'm offended,"
There was another clanging sound, and Meng Qiuling's body was suddenly knocked out and she fell onto the ring in a panic.
When Chen Feng saw this, his eyes shrank, but then he revealed a strange smile.
"Miss Meng, you are no match for me, just admit defeat."
Jiang Xiao asked for Meng Qiuling's opinion, but his tone sounded like giving orders.
"It's not that simple," Meng Qiuling climbed up, a ferocious aura emanating from her body,