It's just that Chen Feng is really not interested in the benefits of being the first in this martial arts competition.

His own Heavenly Dao Perception is already far superior to ordinary people, and he has a terrifying and powerful dragon soul, his future is limitless, and his potential is even stronger than that night strange tunnel.

Chen Feng had his own arrogance, and with his potential and strength, he didn't need the guidance of Ghost Ling at all.

Of course, with the posture of the night tunnel, in Chen Feng's opinion, he was still qualified to talk to him on an equal footing, but it was only an equal discussion, and the four of them were not qualified in Chen Feng's eyes.

Although Chen Feng was not interested, Qiu Linglong beside him was excited, and his beautiful eyes were full of fiery color.

"Senior Brother Xiaofeng, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the five demons rarely gather together, and being able to get the guidance of the five demons is definitely a lifetime benefit. Qiu Linglong said eagerly.

Chen Feng was speechless, shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Qiu, I see that all the geniuses gathered on the shore of this Blue Moon Lake are famous geniuses in the sect, and I think it is very difficult to stand out from them and become the number one martial artist. ”

Qiu Linglong calmed down and sighed lightly: "Senior Brother Xiaofeng, what you said is right, with my strength, it is indeed impossible to win the first place, but you ......"

Speaking of this, Qiu Linglong's beautiful eyes lit up with fire, she knew that Chen Feng's strength was very strong, after all, even a powerhouse in the early stage of the Heavenly Mandate Lord like Shen Ziping was easily defeated by the young man in front of her.

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Qiu, I don't plan to participate in this martial arts meeting, my Dao only relies on my own understanding, and I don't need others to guide me." ”

Qiu Linglong was slightly stunned, although it was a pity, but she didn't say anything.

The martial arts competition originally depended on her personal wishes, although she wanted to participate, but her strength was insufficient, and she was cannon fodder.

And although Chen Feng has strength, he is not willing to let the five demons guide, which makes Qiu Linglong feel pity, but he is helpless.

At this moment, Ghost Ling has already begun to introduce the rules of the martial arts competition and the venue of the competition.

The martial arts competition adopts a challenge system, and the venue is the surface of the Blue Moon Lake.

Moreover, the challenge system is mutual, that is, the monks in the ring can not only meet the challenges of the monks in the ring, but the monks on the stage can even choose the monks in the audience as their opponents.

"Who's going to come first in the first game?"

Ghost Ling stood up, looked around at the many disciples on the shore around Blue Moon Lake, and said calmly.

As soon as Ghost Ling's words fell, on the shore of Blue Moon Lake, two figures suddenly swept out and fell into the center of Blue Moon Lake.

"In Shimoda Yongyuan, he is a disciple of the Seventh Elder Miyazawa Peng!" a round-faced monk said with a solemn gaze.

"In Xia Boyuan, he is a disciple of the Sixth Elder Fan Jialiang!"

Opposite the round-faced monk was the square-faced monk, his eyes were cold, and he also bowed back to the round-faced monk.

After the two of them finished saluting, they let out a low shout, swept out one after another, and pounced on each other, making sharp moves and terrifying styles.

These two are both late stage cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Lord, and because they are equal in strength, the battle scene is quite magnificent and anxious, and it is full of highlights.

After about a hundred moves, the round-faced monk made a mistake, was caught by the square-faced monk, and with one move, it landed on the round-faced monk's body, knocking the round-faced monk upside down.

Of course, the square-faced monk didn't feel good either.

His cultivation is half a pound and eight taels with the round-faced monk, and he was able to defeat the round-faced monk with all his might, and he also suffered a lot of internal injuries at this moment.

When the square-faced monk defeats the round-faced monk, he has the right to challenge himself, and he can choose the contestant to challenge.

Due to the severity of his injuries, the square-faced monk gave up the right to choose his opponent and the right to continue to accept the challenge, and left the ring on his own initiative.

It has to be said that the square-faced friar is very smart.

With his internal injuries, if he wants to continue fighting, he is afraid that he will be injured and injured, so it is wise for this square-faced monk to make this choice.

Next, two more monks came to the shore, and after reporting their names, they began to use their best moves to fight together.

Ye Qi Tunnel leaned lazily and looked at the two figures fighting in the center of Blue Moon Lake with interest.

Chen Feng was bored, he felt that this martial arts competition was very boring, and when he was thinking about how to leave the courtyard, he saw an extremely familiar figure in the northwest corner of the shore of Blue Moon Lake.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the figure coldly, his face was very unkind.

This person is not very old, with a handsome face, and a golden vertical mark at the center of his eyebrows, with a unique temperament.

"This Star Devouring Beast King Xingkui is not dead yet, and he has actually joined the Three Demon Family!"

Chen Feng's eyes were calm, although he had learned about Xingkui from Yin Wuxie's mouth before.

But now that he saw Xingkui with his own eyes, he was still greatly shocked and surprised.

Xing Kui seemed to sense the strange gaze cast by Chen Feng, his brows frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Chen Feng, his eyes showing a look of doubt.

The young man who threw a strange look at him, Xingkui was very unfamiliar, but he didn't know why, in this strange young man, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity, as if he had known this person a long time ago.

At this moment, Chen Feng has already changed his appearance, not his original appearance, this Xingkui couldn't recognize Chen Feng for a while.

Xing Kui looked at Chen Feng's side coldly, and even though he didn't pay too much attention to it, he focused all his attention on the martial arts competition in the middle of Blue Moon Lake.

The guidance of the five demon geniuses is a big temptation for Xing Kui, and he also wants to be the first in this martial arts.

And he has a great grasp of himself, not long after he came out of the customs, he cultivated to successfully advance to the half-step Xuanji Master, and his combat power is even more terrifying, and the average Xuanji Master is not his opponent in the middle stage.

Except for the five demons present, there are basically no people who can be Xingkui's opponents, and their strength is very terrifying.

Xingkui didn't plan to play so early, he knew that the earlier he played, the more battles he would experience, and the greater the consumption would be on him, which would be a big obstacle to his final victory.

"Shen Hongxuan, a disciple of the Eighth Elder Miao Xinhou, please give me a lot of advice!"

Suddenly, a young man in black swept out of the shore and landed in the middle of the Blue Moon Lake.

The moment Chen Feng saw the black-clothed young man, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

This black-clothed young man Chen Feng was no stranger, it was as soon as he entered the courtyard that the black-clothed young man projected an unkind gaze at him.

Moreover, the face of this black-clothed young man was somewhat similar to Shen Ziping, who was beaten by him outside the courtyard, and Chen Feng concluded that this person must have a lot of close contact with Shen Ziping.