Yue Zhuoqun was a little nervous, when he was grouped, Elder Lu deliberately separated Wu Xin and Jiang Yixue together, no matter how you looked at it, Jiang Yixue suffered a little bit from Wu Xin.

Therefore, Yue Zhuoqun was afraid that Ye Feng would raise objections, but Ye Feng quickly agreed to the grouping list and said with a smile: "There is no opinion, this grouping is fair." ”

Seeing that Ye Feng agreed to the grouping list, Yue Zhuoqun was a lot relieved, and he secretly sneered in his heart, this is your own agreement, and when your disciples suffer, you can't help it.

Yue Zhuoqun continued to announce: "Since everyone has no opinion on such a grouping, then invite the first group of players to enter the ring and start the competition. ”

Knowing his opponent, Monk Wuxin glanced at Jiang Yixue, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and he strode back to the team.

A thin monk with thief eyebrows and rat eyes whispered to Wu Xin: "Senior brother, you want to fight that little girl." ”

Wu Xin spoke in a humming voice, and said with a disdainful face: "Yes, seeing that she is weak, I am really afraid that I will kill her if I descend the magic pestle." ”

The thin monk smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Wuxin, don't underestimate that woman, she is Ye Feng's favorite girlfriend, it is Ye Feng who abolished Senior Brother Mingxin's cultivation." ”

Monk Wuxin's eyes erupted with anger, and his fists clenched: "It turns out that she is that kid's girlfriend, great, I'm worried that I can't take revenge, her boyfriend abolished my junior brother, I take revenge on his girlfriend, Amitabha, just revenge." ”

Luo Feng and Zhao Yuqiang, a disciple of Taiyimen, kicked off the second round of the competition.

Luo Feng wore a SWAT uniform, holding his riot shield in his left hand, a slinger stick in his right hand, and black leather combat boots on his feet, and walked into the ring majestically.

He appeared in the outfit of a riot policeman, giving people a different vision, and there was immediate thunderous applause from below the ring.

In addition to Nie Qingwu and them cheering for him, they also won the applause of the female disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace.

"He's really handsome, come on, handsome guy, I'm optimistic about you. ”

"He's the most imposing cop I've ever met, don't let us girls down. ”

Coincidentally, his opponent Zhao Yuqiang seems to be cooperating with him, playing the role of a police officer catching a thief, dressed up and looking like a little hooligan.

Zhao Yuqiang had dyed yellow hair, wore a silver earring in his left ear, held a nunchuck, and squinted at Luo Feng triumphantly.

The disciples of Taiyi Sect are more miscellaneous, except for cultivating in the mountains, they do not restrict their behavior, and Zhao Yuqiang is still a gangster in society.

He hated the police in his heart, and when he saw Luo Feng, he felt an invisible pressure.

"This is Gu Wu Dabi, not your police station, who are you wearing this to see?"

Luo Feng has rich experience in catching thieves, his eyes are like electricity, and he can see at a glance that Zhao Yuqiang usually doesn't do anything good, so he immediately put pressure on Zhao Yuqiang.

"What's the matter, you hate me, as soon as I see you kid, I know that you are anti-social, tell me, what mistakes have you made recently, don't play tricks, give me the truth. ”

I don't know why, under Luo Feng's majestic momentum and sharp eyes, Zhao Yuqiang's eyes became cringe: "Who are you, here is the ancient martial arts competition, don't come to this set." ”

Luo Feng's eyes widened, and his voice was incomparably majestic: "Confess leniently, resist strictly, tell the truth, what crime have you committed?"

Zhao Yuqiang was once arrested by the police, and the shadow in his heart was still there, and in the face of Luo Feng's pressure, he couldn't help but shudder, and really confessed.

"I, I didn't do anything bad, I just stole a wallet on the bus yesterday...... Phew, you're really trying the case like a policeman, I'll beat you up later, and you'll be honest. ”

Halfway through the explanation, Zhao Yuqiang suddenly understood that he was here to compete with him, not to be interrogated by him, how could he really be bluffed by him.

Zhao Yuqiang gritted his teeth with hatred, and the nunchucks danced into a phantom, setting off a frenzied air current, and smashed towards Luo Fengtou.

Although Zhao Yuqiang lost to Luo Feng in momentum, his skills were not inferior at all.

Seeing that the nunchucks were coming quickly, Luo Feng hurriedly raised his hand, raised the tall anti-riot shield, and stopped the smashed nunchucks.

The nunchucks smashed against the shield with a thumping sound, densely like hailstones.

Shot out angrily, Zhao Yuqiang used all his strength with each stick, and his strength was like an angry sea, smashing the riot shield like a pile, and he fell inch by inch.

The riot shield seems to be made of a special material, and under the shadow of the frenzied stick, there is not a single crack, and it completely protects Luo Feng.

The ancient warriors outside the ring were looking forward to a competition of comparable strength, but when they saw Luo Feng, who shrank behind the riot shield like a turtle, he was beaten and had no power to fight back, and he couldn't help but be disappointed, and they let out contemptuous boos one after another.

The disciples of the Taiyi Sect even sneered: "This is a competition of masters of the Xuan-level group, not to compare the quality of your shield. What's the point if you're always shielding yourself? ”

"I look like a dog, but I don't think it's anything. ”

The female disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace were worried about Luo Feng, and even Lan Ling'er frowned slightly: "Why don't you fight back, it's really urgent, Sister Qingwu's subordinates can't do much." ”

Jiang Yuxin didn't care at all: "This is a game, no one stipulates that the game should be good-looking, as long as he is not knocked out of the ring." ”

Zhao Yuqiang's heart was more anxious than anyone else, although his nunchucks smashed down like a raging storm, but he couldn't smash the riot shield and couldn't hurt Luo Feng.

The disciples of Taiyi Sect outside the ring gave him advice: "Beat him to the edge of the ring and knock him down." ”

A sentence reminded Zhao Yuqiang, and he exerted his strength to eat milk, wanting to knock Luo Feng out of the ring.

Time is passing minute by minute, and the strength is also being consumed little by little.

The sound of the nunchuck smashing the shield seemed to be much quieter, and Zhao Yuqiang's forehead was oozing sweat, and he had been exerting himself since he came to the stage, and after five minutes, most of his strength was consumed.

Luo Feng, who was hiding behind the shield, showed a sly smile.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw out the throwing stick, and then lifted the shield, knocked open the nunchuck, and stabbed the throwing stick in his hand towards Zhao Yuqiang's heart.

There are no cumbersome moves, and there is no majestic momentum, just a quick stab, like a stroke of God, as fast as lightning.

The slinger is a round head and does not have a sharp sword tip, if an ordinary person does this, even if he stabs the opponent, it will not cause much damage.

But Luo Feng is a master at the peak of the Xuan level, and the tip of the stick is fused with the powerful internal force of the peak of the Xuan level, not to mention the center fossa, even if it is anywhere in the body, it will break people's bones and tendons.

What's more, the place of this thorn is the chest, the weakest place in the body's defenses.

(End of chapter)