"Back off!"
Third Senior Sister's performance made Master Hong Xiuzhen a little unhappy. Her face darkened, and she was so scared that she quickly left with her tail between her legs. Anyway, she would be eliminated if she lost this round, so there was no need to come back. However, she was a little dissatisfied. After all, she had been training so hard recently, but why couldn't she beat a disciple of Qinming Hall?
Third Senior Sister lost, but Second Senior Sister was still struggling. She was fighting against an inner sect disciple of the hall. He had average aptitude, and the sword art he used was passable. However, he had been practicing the sword art longer than her, and male disciples were stronger. She was relying on her agility and agility to fight with her opponent.
As for Eldest Senior Sister Feng Beibei, the situation was much better. She was the strongest among the three sisters, and her opponent was an outer sect disciple. She relied on her agility to attack her opponent in circles and gradually gained the upper hand.
"En!"
Hong Xiuzhen nodded. She was satisfied with Feng Beibei's performance. No matter what, she won against an outer sect disciple in a one-on-one fight, and she won back a little face. However, Second Senior Sister's situation was still uncertain.
"Watch my sword!"
Feng Beibei became braver as the fight went on. She found the feeling, and while her opponent was tired, she suddenly stabbed. That outer sect disciple couldn't dodge and could only block. As a result, he was sent flying by a strong force. Although he struggled with all his might, he couldn't stop his body, and finally fell off the ring and lost the match.
"Master, Junior Brother, I won!"
Feng Beibei happily got off the ring and happily greeted Hong Xiuzhen and Du Feng. But soon, she couldn't be happy anymore. Because of Second Junior Sister, she fell into a bitter battle with her opponent. At the beginning, the two were still blocking and dodging, and no one could hurt the other.
As time went on, their physical strength began to decline, and their temperament also became irritable. In the end, they simply fought in close combat, constantly attacking each other's body. Both of them were injured, and there were a few sword wounds on their faces.
This … Feng Beibei was a little dumbfounded. She wondered when Second Junior Sister became so fierce. She couldn't see it before.
In fact, this was the advantage of fighting. When people fought against each other, anything could happen. A person who was usually gentle and gentle could become abnormally ferocious when he fought crazily. The winners of the first round of the competition had been decided, and only the two of them were left on the stage. Only after the two of them had a winner decided would the contestants for the second round take the stage.
"Win quickly, win quickly!"
Feng Beibei was extremely anxious, hoping that her second junior sister would win the competition quickly. But at this time, the Sect Master announced the results of the competition. Both of them were eliminated!
"This … This isn't fair!"
When Feng Beibei heard this, she jumped up and almost went crazy. Second Junior Sister had clearly fought so hard. She had worked so hard, so why did she have to be eliminated? But reality was cruel. Contestants who could not determine a victor within the time limit would be directly eliminated.
In the Vice Sect Master's opinion, not being able to defeat the enemy quickly was also a kind of flaw. It was fine in the martial arts arena, but on the battlefield, it was a fatal weakness.
"Don't cry, there are so many people watching. Quickly help her stop the bleeding."
When Second Junior Sister came down, she was already covered in blood. Her clothes were full of blood and were starting to drip down. As for Feng Beibei, she was crying her eyes out. Just as she was wiping her tears in a panic, Du Feng quickly took out the medicinal powder and applied it.
His healing medicine was concocted by himself, and the effect was quite good. After all, they were all superficial wounds, and the bleeding soon stopped.
Hong Xiuzhen looked at her second disciple, then looked at Du Feng, and nodded in satisfaction. Although her second disciple lost, this spirit of not giving up was worthy of praise. She believed that in the future, no one would dare to laugh at the Red Leaves Hall's disciples as cowards.
Originally, Du Feng still wanted to say something, but he heard the Vice Sect Master call his name. His competition schedule today was also quite early, and he was arranged to be in the second round. The opponent was very interesting. It turned out to be a disciple of the Qin Ming Hall. Not knowing if it was deliberately arranged like this, to let him fight with a disciple of the Qin Ming Hall first, to weigh the strength of both sides.
What was even more interesting was that Zhao Shixiong was also arranged to be in the second round of the competition, and his opponent was an inner sect disciple of the hall. The two people's rings were next to each other, and they could see each other.
"Senior Brother Du …"
Originally, Zhao Shixiong wanted to say "Senior Brother Du, do your best", but then he thought that with Du Feng's strength, there was no need for him to cheer. Therefore, he changed his words at the last minute, and said, "Senior Brother Du, I will definitely win."
When this sentence came out, the inner sect disciple opposite him almost died of anger. What do you mean, you know that you will definitely win before the fight even starts? An outer sect disciple, relying on luck to get to this round, what is there to be arrogant about?
"Kid, I think you are courting death."
Originally, in the martial arts competition of the Yu Xian Sect, killing was not allowed, nor was it allowed to deliberately injure. But if there was an incident of injury, there was no other way. Because of this rule, the disciples could not be prevented from doing their best.
The inner sect disciple of the hall obviously hated Zhao Shixiong. He planned to seriously injure his opponent, and it would be best to injure his Dantian, causing the Cultivation to drop, so that he would never have a chance to enter the inner sect again.
"Begin!"
Under the command of the Vice Sect Leader, the competition immediately began. All the contestants on the stage were ready, but Du Feng suddenly disappeared. He did not disappear from the spot, but from the stage. The others were fine, but his opponent was completely dumbfounded. He thought to himself, what is going on, could there be some kind of mechanism on the stage?
Before he could translate, Du Feng had already arrived behind him, and fiercely kicked his butt! This kick was not light, and his whole body was shot out like a cannonball. He did not fall off the stage, but directly flew towards the seats of the disciples of the Qin Ming Hall.
"Hahaha … Qin Ming Hall has lost, let's see what they will do."
The outer sect disciples who were watching the show, as well as the disciples of the other halls and elders, all laughed out loud. Just now, the Qin Ming Hall disciple injured Du Feng's Third Senior Sister, and now he sent the Qin Ming Hall disciple flying, it could be considered as an eye for an eye.
Actually, Du Feng was already very kind, he used his feet to kick, and did not stab with his sword. If he used his sword to cut the tendons of the legs or hands, then this disciple would not be able to cultivate for a long time.
"Preposterous! Surnamed Du, just you wait."
Zheng Kenan stood up abruptly and reached out to catch the Junior Brother who was flying over. But the impact was greater than he imagined, plus the inertia of an adult, caused him to be somewhat unsteady. Fortunately, at this moment, a gentle force came from behind and held him up.
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