Qin Fen didn't put on airs among the handyman disciples.
After all, he had lived in the area of the handyman disciples for a period of time and had seen the hard life of everyone. These people were like the poor people at the bottom of the Huaxia secular world, which made people sympathize with them …
After the battle with Hun Dan, Qin Fen had become a popular figure among the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect. No one took him seriously before, but now he could compete for the top five on the Dragon Roll.
The second round of competition gradually came to an end.
There were only 10 disciples left in this round. These 10 people had obviously entered the Dragon Roll, but they still had to rank because the ranking would affect the cultivation resources that each disciple could get …
Hunyuan Hai took a bamboo tube and walked to the arena again. Qin Fen and the other 10 people went to the arena to draw lots.
This year's Great Sect Competition had reached its most intense moment. Just the process of drawing lots had caused the faces of the hundreds of disciples below the stage to turn red with excitement.
"Mr. Qin, please don't draw Hun Qiankun."
"If he really gets it, we'll have to drag him along with us no matter what …"
The five women were so anxious that their palms were sweating. At this time, they were discussing countermeasures.
Hundreds of handyman disciples widened their eyes, trying to see what number Qin Fen had drawn, but they couldn't see it because they were too far away.
The drawing ended quickly. Qin Fen glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand and drew No. 10.
The other nine people also looked at their bamboo stick numbers and then looked at Qin Fen at the same time. Not long ago, they were eager to be in the same group as Qin Fen, but now, except for Hun Qiankun, the other eight people were praying that they wouldn't be in the same group as that monster …
The 10 people were divided into five groups, and they could fight in the big arena at the same time.
Just when everyone was about to find an opponent according to the bamboo stick, Hun Qiankun said to Hun Dalong, who was next to him, "You drew the same number as Qin Fen."
Hun Dalong was shocked!
He wasn't afraid of Qin Fen, but this kind of sect competition not only depended on strength, but also luck. If Hun Dalong fought with Qin Fen, even if he won, he would consume most of his strength. He would definitely lose the next battle, and he would not be able to be the first on the Dragon Roll.
But at this time, Hun Qiankun continued, "I'll exchange lots with you. I want to teach Qin Fen a lesson."
Hun Dalong, who was ranked second on the Dragon Ranking in the previous tournament, had fought with Hun Qiankun and lost to him in the end. This year, his biggest rival was Hun Qiankun. Who would have thought that this person would make such a request?
"Are you serious?" Hun Dalong looked at Hun Qiankun suspiciously. He felt that there was something fishy going on.
Hun Qiankun said disapprovingly, "I have a grudge against that kid … He's powerful in your eyes, but he's just an ant in my eyes. How can you understand my current realm? "
How arrogant was Hun Qiankun? He acted like all disciples beneath him were ants. Hun Dalong felt stifled in his heart, but how could he reject such a good deal?
"Alright, I'll trade with you."
The two of them secretly swapped the bamboo sticks. Their speed was so fast that none of the disciples below the stage noticed.
However, none of the four elders who were sitting opposite them stood out to say anything. Qin Fen also saw this scene, but he didn't care.
"Now, let's split into groups for the final matches …"
As soon as Primordial Chaos Sea finished speaking, the crowd burst into an uproar. This was because everyone saw that Qin Fen and Hun Qiankun were standing together.
Hun Qiankun sneered and said in a low voice, "Brat, I told you that you're finished. In this Hun Yuan Sect, no disciple dares to offend me."
Qin Fen looked indifferent as if he was talking to himself. "You could have lived a little longer, but you insisted on swapping sticks with others. Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish."
Hun Qiankun was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Fen to see the scene of him swapping sticks. However, he quickly came to his senses and said, "The ignorant are fearless. I'll let you know that there's always someone better out there."
Before the fight started, the two of them had already started a verbal battle. However, they both lowered their voices, so no one could hear them.
The hundreds of disciples below the stage were already in an uproar. Everyone gathered on Qin Fen and Hun Qiankun's side. As for the other four groups, they were completely forgotten.
"Big Brother Qin, why don't you admit defeat …" Zhou Tian shouted cautiously.
Lin Bei Bei and the other four girls frowned. They had the same thought, but they didn't say anything. They knew Qin Fen's personality.
Even the handyman disciples weren't optimistic about Qin Fen, let alone the outer sect, inner sect, and core disciples. Although Qin Fen had defeated Hun Dan with one move not long ago, Hun Qiankun could do the same. Hun Qiankun was the number one disciple of the Hun Yuan Sect and seemed to be invincible.
"Heh! Did you hear that? No one is optimistic about you. You're just a clown. "Hun Qiankun was very proud of the discussion below the stage.
Qin Fen didn't care. "Victory or defeat is determined by strength, not by what others say."
The smile on Hun Qiankun's face suddenly froze. He suddenly threw a punch and said, "Brat, then I'll let you see the power of my fist."
Boom!
There was a loud explosion!
Hun Qiankun's punch came so suddenly that the crowd began to scream.
A gust of wind suddenly blew, and his punch changed the environment. It was as if they had fallen into a sea with strong winds and huge waves.
Qin Fen's white robe fluttered, and his body turned into a white shadow and suddenly disappeared in the wind. In the next moment, the ground where he was standing exploded, and it was as if a meteor had fallen to the ground.
Rumble!
The explosion lasted for a long time.
Hun Qiankun's simple punch completely shocked everyone.
The disciples who were in a heated discussion were dumbfounded. They were so scared that they couldn't even speak. Even Hun Dalong and the other seven who were fighting at the side stopped, and some of them cried out.
"F * ck! Hun Qiankun has reached stage eight immortal energy? "
"It's definitely stage eight immortal energy. Stage seven can't cause such great damage."
"No wonder he's so arrogant. He has actually reached stage eight immortal energy …" After Hun Dalong saw through Hun Qiankun's cultivation, he felt despair.
Last year in the sect competition, Hun Qiankun was only stage seven immortal energy. Hun Dalong thought that he would be able to fight him this year, but who would have thought that he had already broken through to stage eight. Although it was only a small realm, the difference in strength was like heaven and earth.
"That's stage eight immortal energy. He will soon be qualified to be promoted to the sect's little elder. Hun Qiankun is only in his thirties this year, right? He might be the youngest little elder in our Hun Yuan Sect. "
"Looks like Hun Qiankun will be at the top of the Dragon Leaderboard this year again …"
The crowd below the stage gradually woke up, and the sound of discussion was like a surging tide.
At this moment, the battle between Qin Feng and Hun Qiankun had truly begun!
Rumble!
After dodging Hun Qiankun's punch, Qin Feng leaped into the air and punched the ground.
The sound of thunder and tiger roars rose from the ground, and dozens of sword qi whistled through the air. The power of Qin Feng's punch was also ferocious, forcing Hun Qiankun to retreat.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Hun Qiankun was furious. After retreating a few steps, he met Qin Feng's punch with a punch. However, Qin Feng didn't retreat. His figure flew down from the sky like a swallow.
Rumble!
The two fists collided, and a wave of airflow instantly surged.
The loud sound was like muffled thunder landing on the ground. The huge aftershock caused the disciples below the stage to retch.
Hun Qiankun didn't move, but two footprints appeared on the stone ground under his feet. Qin Feng's fists collided with Hun Qiankun's, and he was instantly sent flying, landing on the stone ground more than ten meters away …
Exclamations sounded!
The outcome of this most eye-catching battle had been preliminarily determined.
"Alas! I've long guessed that this would be the result. No matter how powerful Qin Feng is, he can't be a match for Hun Qiankun. "
"Senior Brother Qiankun is too fierce. May I ask who else can be a match for him besides the elders?"
…
After sending Qin Feng flying with a punch, Hun Qiankun's face was full of pride. He didn't give Qin Feng a chance to catch his breath. His figure leaped into the air, and he suddenly pulled out the big saber on his back and slashed down.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a white saber light whistled like a long dragon. The disciples below the stage were stunned. This Hun Qiankun was aiming at Qin Feng's life.
"A mere ant dares to be insolent in front of me. Hurry up and reincarnate …"
As the saber fell, Hun Qiankun laughed and roared. However, the smile on his face suddenly froze. The saber split the martial arts field in two, but Qin Feng's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Swish!
A subtle wind whistled past.
Qin Feng stepped on his flying sword and came behind Hun Qiankun.
Hun Qiankun's reaction was also swift. He quickly turned around and slashed, but he still didn't hit Qin Feng.
"You have a flying sword? Who the hell are you? "
Hun Qiankun's expression changed drastically. Even with his current status in the Hun Yuan Sect, he didn't have a flying sword.
Seeing Qin Feng hovering in the air on a flying sword, the crowd below the stage exclaimed.
Even the four elders who were sitting as stable as mountains stood up and stared at Qin Feng in the air with scorching eyes. They thought to themselves, 'This kid actually has a flying sword? Moreover, it's an extremely high-quality pink flying sword. '
"A mere flying sword can shock you like this? You're too inexperienced … "
Qin Feng's expression was indifferent. Hun Qiankun was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Even in the Divine Continent, flying swords weren't common. Most of them existed in the hands of sect leaders and elders. As for disciples, only four-star or five-star sects had the ability to get their hands on a flying sword.
Hun Qiankun's eyes lit up. He turned the back of his saber and leaped into the air. "Very well, this flying sword is mine."
Rumble!
As soon as the flying sword appeared, Hun Qiankun seemed to have become a different person. He no longer held back his strength. The wind brought about by his saber was obviously several times stronger, as if it was going to blow away the house.
The pink light flickered in the air. Qin Feng stepped on the flying sword and quickly retreated. After fighting for a while, Qin Feng realized how powerful Hun Qiankun was. Although he had the ability to escape from Hun Qiankun, it wasn't easy to kill him.
The two of them chased after each other.
Wherever Qin Feng went, the stone surface would be filled with holes from the explosions. Their fight was so violent that the other eight disciples had stopped fighting and left the entire stage to Qin Feng and Hun Qiankun.
The flying sword was too fast. After chasing for a while, Hun Qiankun lost his patience and roared at the sky, "Surnamed Qin, are you afraid of me? Why do you only dare to run?"
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