The Hidden Dragon Pot floats in mid-air, and a light and shadow picture is projected from the mouth of the pot, showing the battle process inside.

After the first round of eliminations, the remaining people were all the best. Lin Feng and others also became somewhat interested and quietly watched the process of the competition.

After the competition, a group of big guys will also comment on the performance of the disciples.

Being able to receive comments and guidance from the ancestors of their own souls is a very precious opportunity even for these proud people who usually receive preferential treatment in the sect. This can also be regarded as a major gain for them from participating in the Huanghai Dharma Conference.

It was a rare gain for the other disciples to listen to the comments made by their ancestors, Kai Jingkou, of their Yuan Shen ancestors. Even if they could not enter the ancient world of the Wild Sea, it was still a worthwhile trip.

Lin Feng watched Wang Lin fighting with others in the Hidden Dragon Pot. The two sides were fighting inextricably, and he couldn't help but smile to himself.

Several of my disciples have different fighting styles.

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan are from the same team. They use big tricks when they start, and never do anything like pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. The lion fights the rabbit with all their strength, ending the battle in the most concise and direct way and solving the opponent.

When fighting against them, your only choice is to go all out from the beginning. Everyone will attack each other with amplified moves. The stronger one will win when they meet in a narrow road. If you think about retaining your strength and your trump card at the beginning, there is a high chance that your trump card will be used until your death.

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The last good hand was in my own hand, and I was extremely frustrated by the loss.

Xiao Yan is another type of person, that is, he likes to save his opponent in everything, and can use three points of effort to solve the opponent, and never use four points of effort. He hides his true strength in front of most people, and suddenly releases it when necessary, shocking the whole audience.

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... To use Lin Feng's inner complaints, he likes to pretend. He loves to act like a counterattacker.

As for the little one, that kid will pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, or show his fangs from the beginning. It all depends on his personal mood, which is very uncertain.

To put it another way, it is also very unreliable.

As for Yang Qing, the young man has rarely fought with others. Lin Feng is still a little unsure, but it is a spring type. It is a preemptive attack.

Wang Lin is also an expert at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but this is mainly because his current cultivation level is slightly lower, and the real strength of the enemies he faces in many cases is higher than his, which makes him have to secretly accumulate strength, and then find the right opportunity to strike.

A sure kill, causing the opponent to die with hatred.

Now, Wang Lin's opponent obviously didn't need his full strength, but for some reason, Wang Lin reserved his own strength. He kept making mushrooms with the opponent. After a long stalemate, he caught the opponent's careless move.

opportunity and victory.

When Wang Lin came out of the Hidden Dragon Pot, Huo Chen passed him by and said with a sneer: "It's not that good, isn't it?"

"I heard that you weren't that bad at Shazhou back then. Are you hiding your strength on purpose? Or is it that you were really bad at that time too, relying solely on external support such as magic tools and talismans?"

Wang Lin glanced at him and said calmly: "I sincerely hope you can also enter the top eight."

Huo Chen sneered. Naturally, Wang Lin was not doing it for his own good, but was implying that he would only be qualified to fight with him after entering the quarterfinals.

"You don't have to worry about that." Huo Chen snorted: "I thought there would be some masters in the royal family, but now it seems that they are too useless."

He followed Wang Lin out. When the defeated Da Qin royal family heard this, they glared at him. Huo Chen looked up to the sky and sneered, turning a blind eye.

At this time, a young man wearing a bright yellow robe walked over with an expressionless face. When the defeated disciple of the Great Qin royal family saw him, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

Without saying a word, the young man in yellow robe suddenly threw out a slap, knocking the royal child to the ground.

Wang Lin and Huo Chen's expressions changed at the same time, and they looked at the young man in yellow robe.

The young man in yellow robe also looked at them and suddenly smiled: "My name is Shi Shaoqian, and I will ask two Taoist brothers for advice later."

When he said the last few words, his voice was very soft, and his eyes flashed with color, which was touching.

Huo Chen's expression became solemn. In front of him was Shi Shaoqian, a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. Under his appearance, there was hidden a power that made even him, who was used to seeing blood, feel palpitated.

The most ferocious and powerful Demon General in the Foundation Establishment Stage that he had killed before was not so terrifying. Huo Chen had only experienced this feeling from the Demon Commander who had formed the Demon Pill, but the Shi Shaoqian in front of him undoubtedly had not formed it. Cheng Jindan is still a monk in the foundation building stage.

Wang Linze looked as usual and glanced at Shi Shaoqian: "There will be a chance."

Shi Shaoqian smiled, showing his white teeth and biting them gently: "That's natural."

Wang Lin nodded and walked back. Xiao Bu Dian and Yue Hongyan came up to meet him. The little guy said with a smile: "Congratulations to the third senior brother for returning victoriously."

"You kid, stop trying to push me." Wang Lin had a faint smile on his face and was about to say something when he suddenly noticed someone looking at him.

Wang Lin looked over and saw that he was a handsome young man dressed in white. Judging by his attire, he was a disciple of the Tianchi Sect.

When the young man in white saw Wang Lin looking over, he couldn't help but smile: "Tianchi Zong Fangzhong, I was quite interested in you at first, but now I suddenly lose interest."

"They say that you, a disciple of the Xuanmen Tianzong, are invincible when fighting within the same realm. I never believe in the legend. I only believe in what I see with my own eyes." Fang Zhong looked indifferent: "I never underestimate my opponents, but I don't underestimate them either. Overestimating your opponent, I can see that you had some reservations about the fight just now, but if you didn't retain enough, then I really have no interest in you."

Fang Zhong's eyes fell on Yue Hongyan next to Wang Lin, and he suddenly smiled, but this smile looked quite evil: "I am more interested in the person next to you."

His pronunciation of the word "interest" was a bit strong, which seemed a bit frivolous. He looked at Yue Hongyan and smiled and said: "A bit fierce, but she is really a beauty."

Yue Hongyan's two thin sword-like eyebrows gradually stood up. The little boy waved his hand at her, turned to look at Fang Zhong, and said seriously: "Do you want to die?"

Fang Zhong choked and wanted to retort, but felt the terrifying mana fluctuations on the little boy's body, so he could only swallow the words back.

"You'd better be careful when you speak, this is not a place for you to act wild." At this time, another Tianchi Sect disciple stood behind Fang Zhong, with a strong aura that withstood the pressure brought by the little one. He was a golden elixir stage monk. .

The aura is perfect and leak-free, the cultivation level of the late Golden elixir.

"Tianchi Zong Mu Jihai." The visitor stared at the little one and said coldly: "My junior brother can say whatever he wants. Why do you care? I think that with the support of your master, I can be lawless, but I have to see clearly before going wild. Some You are not someone you can afford to offend!"

The little one didn't care and said calmly: "I will be responsible for what I have said. For what some people have said, it is best to have the ability to take corresponding responsibility."

He stared at Fang Zhong: "Let me tell you now, if you dare to say dirty words to my senior sister again, you will be a dead person. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."

Being taught such a lesson by a child who looked to be only eleven or two years old, Mu Jihai and Fang Zhong looked a little embarrassed. They were from the Tianchi Sect and had always walked sideways in the snowy fields of the north.

Mu Jihai stopped Fang Zhong and laughed angrily: "Oh, then I really want to give it a try, you..."

Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted: "Junior Brother Mu, bring Junior Brother Fang back. The next round of competition is about to begin."

Mu Jihai and Fang Zhong kept silent at the same time. They both looked at the little boy bitterly, and then retreated to the Tianchi Sect's camp and stood behind a young man.

The young man smiled politely and nodded to the little boy and others.

But the little one could feel a bit of gloominess from the other person's smile. He frowned slightly, and then a rough voice suddenly sounded next to him: "That is Song Qingyuan, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Tianchi Sect, the most insidious and cunning, with a smiling face."

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Xiao Bu Dian, Wang Lin, and Yue Hongyan turned around to look. What appeared in front of them was a high-spirited man in alien clothing. He was as tall as Jie Yu in human form. His energy and blood were strong all over his body. He was not inferior to the handsome man when he was still in the realm.

of solution.

"My name is Du Kun, I come from Beirong." The foreign man smiled boldly and said: "The enemies of Tianchi Sect are my friends."

The little girl rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, friend, friend."

"I really like your Black Cloud Hissing Wind Beast. Can you give me a few of them?"

Du Kun smiled and said: "You do have a good eye. Our Black Cloud Hissing Wind Beast is the most durable spiritual beast mount in the vast land of China."

"Yes, yes." The little one nodded repeatedly. The sentence was already on his lips and he swallowed it back: "It tastes good too."

The little one was trying to harness the horse, but on the other side, hidden in the dragon pot, Huo Chen had also finished the battle and laughed loudly: "How can a flower in a greenhouse like you compare to the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood I experienced?

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His opponent was named Chu Xinzhen, who was the only remaining foundation-building disciple of the Liuguang Sword Sect after entering the top sixteen. At this moment, his face was gloomy and he did not dare to look at the expressions of his elders.

Chu Xinzhen's defeat heralded the annihilation of all the Liuguang Sword Sect's foundation-building disciples, and none of them entered the top eight.

From top to bottom, everyone in the Flowing Light Sword Sect had ugly expressions, except for the Flowing Light Sword Master, whose expression remained unchanged at all.

There was no trace of pride on the face of Shura Taoist Huo Xiu. Changle Taoist sighed softly and said: "In the next round, Xuanmen Tianzong Yang Qing will face Tianchi Zong Fangzhong."

In the Tianchi Sect camp, Fang Zhong sneered: "Among the Xuanmen Tianzong group, this is the most boring opponent. I will crush him first, and then find the other two to settle the score slowly."

Yang Qing also ended his meditation at this time and stood up from the ground silently, his movements slightly stiff.

Seeing that all the Yuanshen bosses were shaking their heads secretly, how could they not see that Yang Qing was a little nervous?

Let’s not talk about cultivation level, this mentality is very important.

Lin Feng looked at Yang Qing who said nothing, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!