Game of Reincarnation: I Have Infinite Talent!

The 207th chapter of the duel begins, much attention

Three days, in a fleeting time, Mu Feng had already waited for a large group of men to follow at the competition stage. Among the mighty crowd, he was like a shining star. At this moment, he was the proud son of the handyman.

Standing upright on the stage, the handsome Mu Feng greeted the shouts of a dozen girls. No one would reject such a handsome young strong man. He is everyone’s idol.

And for the sake of image, Mu Feng has always been a person with very generous manners in everyone’s eyes. Every younger brother admires him very much. It can be said that Mu Feng has leadership ability.

The scorching sun was shining, and he stood there quietly waiting, holding a long knife, standing on the ground casually, the momentum of the whole person slowly moving, so handsome and handsome.

The surrounding crowd had already gathered for an unknown amount of time, wrapped in three floors inside and outside three floors, as if Mu Feng was the star of the concert, and the competition stage became his home court.

In fact, in everyone’s eyes, this is indeed the case. Even if Lu Xuan has the ability to reach the sky, the newcomer is a newcomer after all, and no one is optimistic about him.

Li Zhi also stood in the crowd of onlookers, but there were relatively few people around him. Bi 06 was actually a strong ascendant, and some ordinary people still knew themselves.

He looked deeply at the Mu Feng who closed his eyes and rested on the martial arts stage, and he couldn’t help but worry about Lu Xuan. If Lu Xuan died like this, he would be isolated and helpless by Mu Feng during the trial of the sect.

And on the attic not far from the gathering stage, Chen Tong had already arrived, with his hands on his chest, with a confident smile on his face, his eyes were fixed on the stage, and he already had the chance to win.

His elder brother, one of the inner disciples now, Chen Feng is standing beside him, his face is calm, but his eyes are always looking at the attic next to him.

There, the proud man of heaven, who was called the first person at the outer gate, had continuously risen through the sixth floor in a year, was standing alone in front of the railing, but he didn’t know where to look.

No one noticed his handsome face with sword eyebrows, star eyes, lips, red teeth and white teeth, because once he was discovered, the gaze present would be attracted by him, only because he was the most dazzling person in the entire Evil Cloud Sect, even if it was from the inner sect. Chen Feng is not as good as him, because his name is Mo Ziyan.

The appearance of Mo Ziyan made Feng a little surprised, but it was also reasonable. In the conversation that night, he already knew that Mo Ziyan had paid attention to that boy.

However, the reason why Mo Ziyan appeared at this moment was because of the elder’s explanation that he didn’t want Lu Xuan to die, so he was asked to come and make a shot when necessary.

Mo Ziyan did not refuse. In fact, in his opinion, Lu Xuan, who has the emperor’s fate, could not die so easily. Perhaps he also wanted to see what he was capable of, so Mo Ziyan came and came quietly. Only Chen Feng was aware of it.

Perhaps after feeling Chen Feng’s gaze, Mo Ziyan turned his head to look at him, and smiled slightly. The faint smile seemed to have a deep meaning, causing Chen Feng to frown slightly.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the crowds off the court, and immediately after the dense crowds, everyone took the initiative to make way.

At the beginning of this road, a thin-looking young man appeared slowly. His face was determined and his angular appearance added a bit of handsomeness, his steps were steady, his eyes were firm, and he held him in his hands. A sword is just the sacred mark that has not been unsheathed.

Feeling the fiery eyes around and the noise, Lu Xuan was not affected at all. Every step he took, he was so firm and so serious.

Originally, he didn’t intend to bring the Sacred Mark out, but he didn’t break through the third level in these three days. After thinking about it, he still took him with him just to be on the safe side.

“This is the newcomer? He looks so weak.” Someone said loudly in Lu Xuan’s ear, not caring whether the person heard it or not.

Indeed, when he was in Xing’er Village, Lu Xuan’s body was not very strong. Even after he came to Xie Yunzong, he still did not become strong.

“I can’t help myself, I’ll wait for the body to be collected at that time.” Someone sneered.

Indeed, in the eyes of many people, Lu Xuan is just like a man’s arm as a car, and he doesn’t know what he can do.

Facing these doubts, Lu Xuan turned a deaf ear. He slowly came to the competition stage, jumped up and landed on the court.

“I thought you were so slow because you were afraid to come.” Mu Feng opened his eyes and smiled sarcastically.

Lu Xuan had a calm face and said faintly: “I have no fear in my heart, but your heart is uneasy, so I think too much.”

The seemingly simple words suddenly made Mu Feng’s verbal attack hit the cotton, and even rebounded.

Mu Feng’s face was blue and coldly snorted, “Huh, arrogant fellow.

At this time, a figure floated in the distance. The person coming was a middle-aged man. He was the referee of the competition stage and a teacher at the outer door. He was responsible for supervising the two and preventing things that violated the spirit of the duel. .

“Are you two ready? I can give you a chance to repent.” As the teacher said, he looked at Lu Xuan aside with deep intentions. In fact, this was what he said to him.

And Lu Xuan smiled slightly: “It was ready three days ago.”

Seeing this, the teacher naturally knew that the dust had settled and nothing could be changed, so he said: “Well, don’t say much, as long as you don’t violate the spirit of the duel, you can fight whatever you want, let’s start 853.”

With that said, the teacher later withdrew from the competition stage.

At this time, only Mu Feng and Lu Xuan were left looking at each other on the martial arts stage.

Come on, “Let me be ashamed of what you have.” Mu Feng said solemnly.

As soon as the voice fell, his right arm suddenly burst into blue veins, his wrist suddenly flipped, and the big knife in his hand took advantage of the trend, and suddenly a breeze fluttered with it.

He was holding a big knife in his hand, moving quickly, and rushing towards Lu Xuan at a speed visible to the naked eye. The big knife in his hand swept across, with a violent sound of breaking through the air with great strength.

Wow–

There was an uproar off the court. The offensive that looked like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves was the Qiufeng knife, one of the highest-grade techniques of the mortal rank. I didn’t expect that Mu Feng would use such a powerful technique as soon as he came up. Obviously, he wanted to kill him with one blow.

In this world, the exercises are divided into three levels based on the earth, earth, and heaven, and are divided into the upper, middle and lower grades. Generally, practitioners who rise to the third level of the border can basically only control the exercises of the ordinary levels.

At this moment, the Qiufeng Knife was rising with the wind at an amazing speed. Between the big opening and closing, the powerful force suddenly smashed into Lu Xuan’s left shoulder.

Lu Xuan did not retreat but moved forward. He took advantage of the situation. His eyes were firm, and the scabbard of the holy mark in his hand was raised, one blocked his left side, and the whole person turned around, and then rushed towards the wood wind. Shenfa reached the extreme.