I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Wei Shan looked at his numb hands, his face turning red and white...

Too strong... He was completely powerless to resist.

Finally, Wei Shan bowed and said, "It's because I'm not as skilled as you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked off the stage, his back looking somewhat lonely.

There was a moment of silence in the audience, and then the applause was even louder than before.

Everyone could see that although Mingchuan didn't use all his strength in that sword strike just now, it was enough to crush the mid-stage foundation building cultivator!

This strength seems to be even better than Luo Yang who just broke through!

"Great!" Su Hao clapped his hands and laughed, "Junior Brother Ziang's swordsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite!"

Jin Man also smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "It's quite interesting to hide it."

At this moment, a shout suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Bullshit Jingmiao! I think he just looks down on people!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zhao Hu standing at the edge of the stands, pointing at Mingchuan with a red face and angry neck.

"Brother Wei was kind enough to spar with you, but you deliberately suppressed your cultivation level to play tricks on him! If you have the guts, then use your Core Formation Realm strength to fight! Otherwise, you're just afraid!"

As soon as he said this, many people immediately echoed him: "Zhao Hu is right! Since it's a competition, we should show our true abilities!"

"To hide it deliberately is really disrespectful!"

Mingchuan stood on the stage and laughed at Zhao Hu who was shouting below.

This guy is really a reckless man.

However, he likes people who are straightforward, which is much better than those who use roundabout means in private!

He really wants to take this kid as his younger brother.

Mingchuan raised the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring the others, and looked at Zhao Hu: "Are you not convinced?"

Zhao Hu shouted angrily, "Of course! Since you're so strong, why don't you show it off and let everyone see it?!"

"Alright!" Mingchuan grinned and said, "If that's the case, then when you fight me later, I won't hide my strength and will make you lose heartily!"

"You...!" Zhao Hu was immediately enraged by him, "You are so arrogant!!!"

Mingchuan smiled: "I have the capital."

After saying this, he didn't want to waste any more time and slowly walked away from the stage.

Zhao Hu was furious: "Alright! Just wait for me!"

There was a lot of discussion.

The presiding elder quickly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, stop stirring up trouble offstage. Next match, Zhao Hu versus Lin Feng!"

Zhao Hu glared at Mingchuan fiercely and walked onto the stage reluctantly, cursing Mingchuan a thousand times in his heart.

When I win this game, I will make you pay sooner or later!

As Mingchuan walked off the stage, Yaya immediately ran over and handed him a clean handkerchief: "Brother Ziang, ignore that bad guy!"

Mingchuan took the handkerchief and wiped his hands with a smile: "Don't worry, he can't hurt me."

He looked up at Luo Yang, whose face was solemn and the fighting spirit in his eyes was stronger than before.

It seems that this second round of competition is far from over.

As soon as Zhao Hu stepped onto the arena, the aura around him suddenly became violent.

He was angry with Mingchuan, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at his opponent Lin Feng was a bit fierce.

Lin Feng was thin, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and holding a slender silver flying sword in his hand. His temperament was completely opposite to Zhao Hu's.

He bowed to Zhao Hu and said calmly, "Junior Brother Zhao, I'm grateful for your kindness."

"Come on, stop talking nonsense!"

Zhao Hu was too lazy to greet him, he stomped his feet suddenly, and rushed forward like a cannonball, his fists wrapped in red flames, smashing into Lin Feng's face with a whistling sound that broke through the wind.

The punch was so powerful that it made the air crackle. It was his famous Fiery Fist!

Mingchuan was interested in this boy and kept watching his movements.

Zhao Hu's punch seemed reckless, but in fact, the fist wind was condensed. Although the fire spiritual power was not pure, it was extremely explosive.

It is obvious that this is the hard work honed through years of hard training.

He has this kind of perseverance and is indeed worthy of saying those words before.

"It's indeed a rough gem." Mingchuan nodded secretly, his eyes becoming more serious.

Lin Feng's body swayed, and he avoided the fist with exquisite footwork. At the same time, he shook his wrist lightly, and the silver flying sword "buzzed" and turned into a stream of light, piercing Zhao Hu's back.

His swordsmanship was agile and swift, like an antelope hanging on a horn, and he could always attack from tricky angles.

Obviously, he is a very calculating character.

"clang!"

Zhao Hu reacted quickly and punched the flying sword with his backhand, sending sparks flying.

But the flying sword's power was so strong that it made his arm numb and his body sway!

"Junior Brother Zhao, you can't defeat me with brute force."

Lin Feng chuckled and controlled the flying sword to draw several afterimages in the air.

Attack from three directions and attack from the lower body, surrounding Zhao Hu tightly!

Mingchuan was shocked: "Brute force meets a strong opponent."

Zhao Hu was forced to retreat repeatedly by the flying sword. He was so angry that he kicked around, but he could not touch the corner of Lin Feng's clothes.

Although his Fiery Fist is powerful, it has a fatal flaw.

The moves are switched too slowly to deal with such a nimble opponent.

Mingchuan touched his chin, taking in all his weaknesses.

When they become friends in the future, he will definitely give him some advice.

Otherwise, at his current level, he didn't know how long it would take for him to break through.

I'm afraid I can only focus on brute force until I die.

"This Lin Feng is such a cunning guy!" Jin Wa was watching anxiously from the audience, "Why didn't Zhao Hu get out of the way?"

Chen Shu shook his head: "Lin Feng's swordsmanship has blocked all the escape routes. Zhao Hu can only take it head-on."

Mingchuan smiled and observed for a while longer.

Although Zhao Hu was forced into a desperate situation, he always protected his vital parts.

And every time he was hit by a sword, his eyes became brighter, as if he was holding back a lot of energy.

It seems that he is not a complete idiot and still has some brains.

Sure enough, when the flying sword stabbed at his left shoulder again, Zhao Hu suddenly did not retreat but advanced, and was slightly injured by the sword blade brushing against his shoulder.

At the same time, using the force of the forward rush, he poured all his spiritual power into his right fist and slammed it hard into Lin Feng's chest!

This punch condensed all his strength, and the flame on his fist turned into the shadow of a roaring tiger, carrying an indomitable momentum!

Lin Feng was startled.

He obviously didn't expect Zhao Hu to fight so desperately. His face suddenly changed and he quickly controlled the flying sword to defend himself.

But Zhao Hu's punch came too fast and too hard. With a loud "bang", the flying sword was knocked away. Lin Feng was hit hard and spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards and fell off the arena!

There was an instant uproar in the audience!

Lin Feng was also a very strong player last year, I didn’t expect that he would lose like this!

But... losing to a brute force like Zhao Hu doesn't seem unfair...

"I, I won?" Zhao Hu covered his bleeding shoulder and stared at his fist blankly, as if he had not yet reacted.

Mingchuan led the laughter.

"Hahaha, you little brat, you don't have much brains. I didn't expect you to turn defeat into victory with just brute force!"

"Interesting!"