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Last time he said: Jiang Feng had used an ingenious tactic to win his first victory, and there was a black clothed man watching the competition from outside the stage. A girl named Faang Xinyao had actually come to participate in this year's competition, and furthermore, Jiang Feng was sure that he recognized her.

Zhang Jing threw the curved hook in his right hand out, causing Faang Xinyao's head to tilt backwards. The treasured sword accurately pierced the handle of the hook, forcefully shaking it back. Zhang Jing jumped up, both of his feet grabbing onto the curved hook, his hands grabbing onto the other hook tightly, spiralling towards Faang Xinyao. Faang Xinyao knelt on the ground, his body bent backwards, allowing the blade to pass through, the treasured sword aimed straight at Zhang Jing's waist, Zhang Jing landed on the ground, his upper garment had a cut. The two hooks returned to his hands, one "horizontal and vertical", the two hooks struck the opponent from head to toe, Faang Xinyao did a somersault, suddenly did not retreat but advanced forward, the sword tip fiercely thrusting towards Zhang Jing's face, this move caused Zhang Jing to be startled, the hook on his right hand cut open the sword tip, and his left protected his entire body, only then did he block this move, and coldly snorted: "I did not expect you to still have some ability, looks like I have to be serious."

Zhang Jing's face became gloomy, with one hook close to Faang Xinyao, he used the Ultimate Skill 'Eighteen Hidden Hands'. Faang Xinyao originally had the upper hand, but now that the situation had changed, he was pushed back repeatedly by the enemy's fierce offensive. Seeing that he was about to retreat to the hemp rope, Faang Xinyao saw that she had nowhere to retreat to, so she turned right at the same time as Zhang Jing's curved hook cut two of the hemp rope. By the time Faang Xinyao kicked, Zhang Jing had already noticed it, and raised his left hand towards the sky and blocked his attack, and immediately caught the bent hook that was falling down, while his right hand's curved hook cut towards his face. Faang Xinyao's heart trembled, and could only use her vertical sword to forcefully block the attack, and then forcefully throw it to the left. Faang Xinyao was a girl after all, so how could her strength be as strong as Zhang Jing's?

Jiang Feng rested for a while backstage before coming out to watch. At the beginning, when he saw that Faang Xinyao had the upper hand, he was still relieved, but now, seeing that Faang Xinyao was about to lose and even cut her face, one must know how important looks were to a young lady. He could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Jing smiled sinisterly, thinking: "You won't lose to me this time, hmph." At this critical moment of danger, Faang Xinyao quickly retreated. With a twist of her right foot, sshe retrieved his sword. Zhang Jinggang was still feeling pleased with himself, but the hook had lost its ability to block. It kept leaning forward with all its might, almost falling to the ground. At the same time, Faang Xinyao used her leg to kick down Zhang Jing. He felt something ice-cold on her neck, and only after turning her head slightly did he realize that it was Faang Xinyao's treasured sword. The turning point of a mighty. presenter came up and announced: "Participant # 63, Miss Faang Xinyao has won." After hearing this, he withdrew his sword. Zhang Jingyuan could have won, but he didn't expect that he would be caught off guard and fall into his opponent's trap. He was a manly man, yet he was defeated by a young girl. How could he let this go? He also ignored the rules of the competition and raised his two hooks to kill Faang Xinyao who was about to get off the stage. Jiang Feng's eyes were sharp, he leapt up onto the stage and used the spear shaft to help Faang Xinyao block the two hooks, pushing them back in, his face filled with anger, and shouted: "You plotted against a lady, what kind of hero are you?" Zhang Jing saw that he had lost all his face. He immediately jumped off the stage, squeezed into the crowd, and ran away.

Faang Xinyao thanked him: "Thank you for your help, Young Noble." Jiang Feng protected her as she left the stage. Feng Ding nodded to him and smiled back. When they reached the backstage, Jiang Feng finally opened his mouth and asked: "Lady Faang, do you still remember me?" Faang Xinyao looked carefully at Jiang Feng, he had an impression of Jiang Feng, but he did not know who he was, and said: "Sir, we have met before, and are familiar looking, but do not know who you are?" Jiang Feng said: "That day, outside Prefect of Hangzhou's manor, I was extremely grateful to Lady Faang. Oh, no, it should be Miss Faang. Faang Xinyao tried her best to recall and nodded her head, saying, "Indeed it is. I don't want Young Noble to still remember this, but I am no longer a young miss, I hope Young Noble can still call me Lady Faang." Jiang Feng was filled with doubts, and said: "Oh, that Lady Faang, you are the daughter of Lord Prefect of Hangzhou, why are you participating in this fighting Wulin Conference? And why can't you say that you are no longer a Miss? " Faang Xinyao revealed a troubled expression, frowned and said: "It's a long story. In the next round of the competition, I will be fighting against Young Master, if Young Master can win against me, then I will tell Young Master the whole story. "I'm tired and want to have a moment of peace. Please do as you please, young master." With that, Faang Xinyao walked to an empty corner and sat down. Jiang Feng guessed that there was something hard going on with her. Since the other party had already said so, he might as well not ask anymore.

In about the time it took for two incense sticks to burn, the first group's first round of competition had finished, and the eight participants that had levelled up immediately began the second round of competition, Jiang Feng, Shen Yun, Xu Yuan, Faang Xinyao, and Faang Xinyao had all levelled up smoothly, and Jiang Feng's second opponent was Faang Xinyao. Jiang Feng's heart was very perturbed, in terms of strength, it was easy to win against Faang Xinyao, but she definitely had her own reasons for participating in the Wulin Conference, if he recklessly defeated her and messed up her original plan, wouldn't that be adding fuel to the fire? If I lose on purpose to her, then I won't be able to get to know any more heroes and heroes. With so many thoughts running through his mind, Jiang Feng felt uneasy. Feng Ding looked at Jiang Feng with a dark and gloomy expression, and asked: "Brother Jiang, if your next opponent is that lady, advancing to the next round will not be a problem, why are you still frowning?" Jiang Feng did not know what to say, and smiled bitterly: "Relax, Big brother, I'm fine, it's about time I go up the stage."

presenter was announcing from the outside, "The first round of group one, round one, will be fought by number forty-nine Chiang Feng and number sixty-three Miss Faang Xinyao. The battle will now begin!" Faang Xinyao was on stage in the morning, her expression was calm as she pulled out her sword and prepared to fight. I have to defeat Lady Faang in the shortest amount of time possible. At that time, I'll see if I can help her. Jiang Feng's right hand held onto the top part of the spear as he said: "Lady Faang, you go first." Faang Xinyao did not reply, her great sword thrusting forward. Jiang Feng thought: "Today, I will use the method passed down by Uncle Lei's family, to collect weapons and hidden weapons, and defeat them in one strike." It turned out that Lei Jin had an Ancestral Skill, which was the method to pick up weapons and hidden weapons. Once this skill was used, ordinary weapons and concealed weapons could be blocked at will with just the use of his hands, similar to the "Empty Gloves and White Blades" technique in martial arts, but it was also different.

Jiang Feng watched as the tip of the sword approached him, he threw away the silver spear with his right hand, and at the same time, used his left index finger to block in front of him, waiting for the tip of the sword to pierce at him, he tilted his head to the right, dodging the tip of the sword. His two fingers had already clamped on Faang Xinyao's treasured sword, no matter how hard Faang Xinyao tried to pull back her sword, it was useless. Jiang Feng's two fingers trembled, Faang Xinyao was in pain, his hand released the sword hilt, Jiang Feng's two fingers rotated, his right hand took the sword, and instantly stabbed a few inches into Faang Xinyao's chest. presenter was startled, he did not think that the outcome would be decided so quickly. He immediately ran up to the stage and shouted: "Victory, participant number 49, Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng returned the sword back to Faang Xinyao and said: "Lady Faang, I have won. If you have anything that I can use, I am willing to help." Faang Xinyao took the sword, and said: "Alright then, it is not convenient to talk here, let us talk backstage." She turned around and went backstage. Jiang Feng picked up the Cold Iron Silver Lance from the ground.

Feng Ding laughed: "Little brother, you are indeed a brave man. Haha, you won so quickly." Jiang Feng said: "Big brother is teasing me again, Lady Faang and I have met before, she seems to have met with troubles, little brother should go backstage to ask about the situation." Feng Ding laughed and said: "A perfect couple, big brother will not ask about the matters of a man and a woman." Jiang Feng shook his head: "Big brother, don't misunderstand." Feng Ding said: "Alright, brother, go quickly." Jiang Feng responded with a "En" and ran into the backstage …

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.