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The last time he said that: Taoist Tai Xu fell in front of Wan Tianba's Devil-soul Sabre Arts, but Wan Tianba did not let him go, in panic, he flew up the stage and blocked in front of Martial Uncle.

Just as Wan Tianba was about to raise his blade, presenter mustered up his courage and shouted: "All of you stop, please settle any grudges between you privately. This is the Wulin Conference stage, whoever wins, as well as the non-participants, quickly go down there, and don't affect the fights of the participants behind us. " Wan Tianba's gaze slowly returned back to normal and the killing intent from the Devil Soul Sabre also gradually weakened. He turned around and walked down the stage, leaving a sentence behind: "When there's a chance, I will definitely come and fight with you. Just you wait." Du Shaoyang leaned the Dust Sealing Sword on his back and laughed: "As long as you can find me." Wan Tianba did not say anymore. Seeing him leave, Du Shaoyang hurriedly helped Taoist Tai Xu up and asked worriedly: "Martial Uncle, are you alright?" Taoist Tai Xu coughed out a mouthful of blood and said softly: "Looks like this old bone of mine really cannot go on any further. I was actually injured so badly by a junior." Du Shaoyang slowly supported the Martial Uncle off the stage. Jiang Feng walked forward and asked: Brother Shaoyang, is there anything that I can help you with? Du Shaoyang laughed bitterly, he shook his head and did not say a word, and only helped Taoist Tai Xu to enter the stage. First, Du Shaoyang connected the dislocated tendons and bones on Taoist Tai Xu's right hand, then, he smeared Gold Sore Medicine on it.

Since the stage outside was just destroyed by Wan Tianba, but luckily he already had the wooden planks prepared, presenter immediately ordered the artisans to repair the damaged stage. Feng Ding leaned on the Coiling-dragon Stick at the side and began to relax his muscles and bones, Jiang Feng's face was gloomy, because in that battle just now, he had roughly understood Wan Tianba's true abilities, even the powerful Taoist Tai Xu was not his opponent. If he were to meet in the Four Great Tournament, his chances of winning would be extremely low, but before that, there would be a tough battle, the King of Rod Kings, this nickname was not given to him for nothing. Xu Yuan chuckled at Jiang Feng, and said: "If you can enter the top four, I will admit that you are a true expert, worthy to fight with me, or you will be like a rice bucket." Jiang Feng was a little confused by his words, and did not pay attention to him.

"Young Hero Jiang, let me have a good look at your strength!" A gloomy voice entered Jiang Feng's ears, it turned out that the person who spoke was the Wan Tianba who had just won. Jiang Feng's right hand held onto the Cold Iron Silver Lance tightly, his heart was filled with anger, and he was about to say something when Feng Ding patted his shoulder and whispered into his ear: "Brother, your opponent today is me, if you can defeat me, then go think about your match with him." Jiang Feng listened to Feng Ding, looked away, and the two of them went up the stage from the right at the same time. Wan Tianba laughed coldly, his right hand touching his left wrist. Xu Yuan coincidentally bumped into his left shoulder, causing Wan Tianba to look displeased, but Xu Yuan said: "Why are you always standing in your way? "What are you looking at? If your opponent is me in the semi-finals, watch how I take care of you." Wan Tianba moved to the side and thought: If I overexert myself today, I'll let this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, go. Next time, I will definitely take care of you and that Du Shaoyang.

The presenter announced: "The second round of the Wulin Conference Competition will now begin!" Feng Ding turned his Coiling-dragon Stick. Jiang Feng rubbed his eyes, took out his Cold Iron Silver Lance, and said: "Big brother, come!" Feng Ding nodded his head, Jiang Feng took the initiative to attack first, the silver spear drew a beautiful arc, the spear technique 'Two-way combination' thrusted out, with a split attack going on the second path, but the two spears had one move as a real and the other as a virtual combination, causing people to be confused. But how rich was Feng Ding's fighting experience? He easily used "Stick Sweeping the World", not only did he break this move, he also made it so that Jiang Feng did not dare to get close to him. As the saying goes, the pole would sweep a large area, and the spear would pick a line. The spear emphasized the accuracy and ruthlessness of thrusting, focused on the point, and the staff focused on the range of sweeping. This was enough to prove that these two long weapons were good weapons that could be used for continuous attack and defense.

Jiang Feng used the silver spear to create the "three types of spear s", covering the top, the bottom, and the middle. Feng Ding rotated the Coiling-dragon Stick s in his hands, making it impossible for Jiang Feng's silver spear to harm him. Jiang Feng quickly turned his body, suddenly turning the silver spear in his hands, and thrusted out using the "Spinning Spear", who knew that Feng Ding's eyes were sharp, he dodged the spear head, his right hand grabbed onto the spear shaft, his left hand struck onto the Coiling-dragon Stick and hit right on Jiang Feng's chest, causing him to be forced to retreat, but he used both his hands to retract the silver spear. Jiang Feng held onto the spear shaft that was right next to the spear head and slowly raised his head: "Big Brother, I have already warmed up. Feng Ding laughed: Alright, I will then use the 'real and fake life' method of my Coiling Dragon Staff Technique, let's see if you can catch it. Jiang Feng only saw Feng Ding suddenly holding one hand, and then turning his hands into four hands, revolving the Coiling-dragon Stick s in his hands up and down. At first, Jiang Feng only thought that it was a trick, it was useless to see, but unexpectedly the Coiling-dragon Stick's shadow was suddenly close by. Jiang Feng wanted to use his silver spear to block it, but every time he attacked, he would not be able to touch the Coiling-dragon Stick. Instantly, Jiang Feng felt pain in his left shoulder, knowing that the Coiling-dragon Stick had hit him, and before he could even react, his right leg was hit by another rod. Jiang Feng anxiously jumped out of the lance circle, and countless Coiling-dragon Stick lines appeared in front of him, and with another hit on his waist, he cursed in his heart. Feng Ding stopped spinning the Coiling-dragon Stick, and said: "Old brother, it looks like you won't be able to receive my attack, haha." Jiang Feng was young and vigorous, his competitive spirit in his heart was obviously strong. Stabilizing his mind, he thought: Seems like it won't be feasible anymore. Jiang Feng stabbed the spear with his left arm and spun the Coiling-dragon Stick. Every time the tip of the spear was about to pierce into his body, the Coiling-dragon Stick would always miss. Furthermore, when Jiang Feng was attacking his opponent with all of his strength, his loophole was naturally exposed to Feng Ding.

Jiang Feng's entire body was practically hit by the Coiling-dragon Stick, and his skin wounds were covering his entire body. He retreated backwards, and a strange smile appeared on his face as he said: "Big Brother, this' Virtual Reality Technique 'of yours is indeed powerful, but I have only been probing it, to see how much of a difference Big Brother's pole technique and my spear technique has made. I advise Big Brother not to use this move anymore, I won't be hit again." Feng Ding replied as he brought out both his hands and waved the staff forward. Seeing that Jiang Feng had changed to static braking, he guessed that his mother had already made him unable to retreat, and had used his sharp eyes to determine that Jiang Feng's right shoulder was empty. This rod would definitely strike his right shoulder heavily, causing his silver spear to slip out of his hands.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng had already seen through Feng Ding's trick. The silver spear had been switched to his left hand, while his right hand was already tightly holding onto Feng Ding's Coiling-dragon Stick. Feng Ding was shocked, the silver spear in his left hand rushed forward, Feng Ding dodged to the left and was almost struck by the silver spear, but he was no longer able to dodge the "Sky Shattering Sun and Moon" that Jiang Feng used the shaft of the spear, he staggered and used both of his hands to transfer the force to the Coiling-dragon Stick, he was unable to stop the force with one hand and the Coiling-dragon Stick that he managed to grab onto fell out of his grasp, Feng Ding's left shoulder struck onto Jiang Feng's right chest, Jiang Feng borrowed the force of his heels to retreat. Although Jiang Feng was finally able to block Feng Ding's "physical body" this time, Feng Ding's counterattack also caught him off guard. Jiang Feng was well aware that if it was an ordinary person, it was very likely that he would have achieved victory, but his current opponent was the so-called "King of Rod Kings" Feng Ding.

In the backstage, Taoist Tai Xu had taken medicine and circulated his energy to heal his injuries. He no longer coughed blood and could walk slowly. Du Shaoyang asked worriedly: "Martial Uncle, is your body able to support it?" The Taoist Tai Xu stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, although my old bones received heavy injuries today, they have not reached the point of collapse. Yi Zhuofann's Demonic Saber Technique is truly powerful, no wonder even Senior Brother's profound sword techniques could only beat his by half a move." When Du Shaoyang heard that the Martial Uncle was still able to laugh and chat, he himself also relaxed a little and said: "Martial Uncle, although you lost to the Demonic Saber Technique this time, at least you have investigated clearly who was Yi Zhuofann's successor, and have achieved the objective of coming here to participate in the Wulin Conference." However, Du Shaoyang's words just now had slightly improved his mood. This was because Taoist Tai Xu had only lost to Yi Zhuofann in terms of the Demonic Saber Technique, and not to a junior. Taoist Tai Xu said: "Shaoyang, senior brother's unique skill, my Qing Xu Sect's secret sword technique — — Clear First Breath Sword Technique — how much have you learned?" Du Shaoyang said: "Martial Uncle, although Shaoyang has learnt all of the moves, he still needs more time to comprehend." Actually, he could already use the Clear Wind Sword Technique very well, but he wanted to practice it better so he could say so. Taoist Tai Xu nodded his head, and said: "That's fine, since you are still young, and have many days to comprehend, in the future, the Qing Xu Sect will sooner or later be in your hands, you cannot be careless with your sword arts." Du Shaoyang was actually a very hateful person, being a Sect Master was even more troublesome, he was not willing to do it from the bottom of his heart, but he would never forget the grace and education that his master and Martial Uncle had given him over the years. Du Shaoyang replied respectfully: "Yes, Martial Uncle, you cannot rest well in this place, I will help you back to the inn first." The Taoist Tai Xu agreed, and the two of them went out together. Wan Tianba looked at them with disdain, and Du Shaoyang ignored him, as he supported the Martial Uncle out of the stage, but in his heart, Wan Tianba had a new plan: It looks like I don't have time to continue watching this competition, I need to go back and prepare, hmph, I have already caught the lady, and do not believe that you, Du Shaoyang, will not come to save her. He also took advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was fixated on Jiang Feng and Feng Zhan, and quietly left the venue, returning back to Death Land Sect …

How much did Jiang Feng and Jiang Feng lose in this battle?

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