Supreme Emperor/C32 outer double male
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C32 outer double male

"Fourth round, first match, Qin Feng wins."

As the results were announced, the seventh group's situation was finally broken.

"Qin Feng is too scary, he is simply a super dark horse. According to this trend, even Meng Yunhan might not be able to defeat him."

What was even more surprising was that Qin Feng did not return to the resting area, but instead, went to the other groups to observe the situation of the "outer double male" battle.

What do you mean?

Did he think that he would definitely get first place in the group?

Did he look down on him?

Meng Yunhan's face was as heavy as water, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flashed with a dense killing intent.

He hated arrogant people the most, yet Qin Feng actually ignored him directly. This immediately ignited Meng Yunhan's anger.

In reality, it was not that Qin Feng was overconfident, but he had already observed Meng Yunhan's three matches, and had a certain level of understanding towards this opponent.

Moreover, Meng Yunhan's next opponent was too weak. Even if he stayed and watched the fight, he would have no value.

On the contrary, the "outer double male" was also a potential opponent, and it was necessary to understand him.

Qin Feng first came to Battlestage Number Five, and in this battle, it was Lei Yiming who came out.

On Battlestage.

A tall and sturdy teenager with a black sheathed war knife in his hand, like a monument standing in the middle of a field, unconsciously displayed a strong aura.

In front of him was a broad-faced teenager. He held a heavy hammer in his hand and was not afraid in the slightest.

"Zhao Jifeng is ranked eleventh in the outer sect. So far, he has won four matches, but unfortunately, he met Lei Yiming in this match."

"It depends on how long Zhao Jifeng can persevere. If he performs well enough, he might be able to move the Deacons."

The surrounding disciples pointed at them as they discussed.

Rules are dead, but people are alive.

Emperor Xuan Sect was not an old-fashioned sect. If a disciple performed outstandingly, even if they could not enter the finals, they would still have a chance to enter the inner sect.

For example, for someone like Zhao Jifeng, he was ranked eleventh last year, but now, he had won all four battles. If it was just because he lost to Lei Yiming, then he wouldn't be able to enter the inner sect, wouldn't that be a pity?

Therefore, if Zhao Jifeng performed well enough, even if he lost, he could be recommended by the Deacons to the inner sect.

"In this battle, I must use all of my strength."

Zhao Jifeng encouraged himself.

"Junior Brother Zhao, come at me."

Lei Yiming remained calm and collected.

"Kill!"

Zhao Jifeng shouted and the hammer in his hand flew out like a meteorite and smashed towards his opponent with a terrifying force.

Bang!

Lei Yiming raised his hand and struck the heavy hammer back.

"Your strength isn't bad."

Qin Feng was secretly shocked.

Zhao Jifeng's meteor hammer could easily shatter a small mountain, but Lei Yiming was able to slap it flying with one palm.

Just by looking at this palm strike, Lei Yiming's strength had already broken past ten thousand kilograms.

"Draw!"

Zhao Jifeng was infuriated.

From the first match to the fifth match, Lei Yiming's blade had never been unsheathed, causing the people around him to be extremely shocked.

"You are not worthy."

Lei Yiming smiled faintly.

"Damn it, stop looking down on people."

Zhao Jifeng was furious. Just as he was preparing to attack, he only saw a blur in front of him. An afterimage appeared.

Bang!

A huge fist was growing bigger in his eyes.

Before Zhao Jifeng could react, he was hit in the face by the fist. The bridge of his nose was broken and he was sent flying, fainting.

"As I've said, you are not qualified for me to pull out my blade. It is not that I am looking down on you. Rather, it is the truth."

Lei Yiming snorted, then quietly walked down the stage.

Silence reigned outside the arena, and many disciples were unable to recover from their shock.

"What a fast speed. I'm afraid his footwork isn't any weaker than mine."

Qin Feng touched his chin, and started to think.

He hadn't observed much in this battle, but he was certain of two things.

First, Lei Yiming's strength had already reached more than ten thousand kilograms. If combined with the Cultivation Method, he could probably reach more than thirty thousand kilograms, which meant that he had already reached the standard of an inner disciple.

Secondly, Lei Yiming's extremely fast speed might have something to do with the [Thunder knife technique] that he cultivates.

"From the looks of it, Lei Yiming's strength should be a grade stronger than Lu Fan's. He is indeed not easy to deal with."

Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Other than Lei Yiming, Jiang Mofeng was also an important observation.

Jiang Mofeng had mutated Qi Pulse and possessed the ability to summon the rain and wind. This was something that many inner sect disciples were endlessly envious of.

Generally speaking, only a true disciple would be able to naturally control the five elements and summon wind, rain, and lightning.

Battlestage No. 1.

An extraordinarily handsome teenager holding a fan was looking at the disciple with a smile.

Jiang Mofeng and Lu Fan were the rarely seen handsome young masters of the outer sect.

Furthermore, Jiang Mofeng was a Crown Prince of the "Windy Nation", he had a noble aura, and his entire temperament was different from ordinary people.

Originally, Jiang Mofeng wanted to inherit the throne, but because he possessed a mutated Qi Pulse and was a prodigy that only appears once in a hundred years, he gave up on the throne and came to the Emperor Xuan Sect.

"Let's begin."

The white clothed Deacons announced the start of the competition.

"Senior brother Jiang, sorry for the offense."

The disciple opposite of him shouted and thrusted his sword at him.

"Dang ?"

Jiang Mofeng used his fan and knocked the long sword away.

"The great peng ascends ninety thousand miles in one day. This one, I'll give you a bright future. "

While chatting and laughing, Jiang Mofeng flicked his fan, releasing a gust of wind.

The disciple was like a kite that had its string cut as he was sent flying into the sky by the gale and disappeared without a trace.

"This ?"

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed Deacons didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Because this wasn't the first time, Jiang Mofeng used the same method and continuously sent five disciples flying.

"His steps are carefree, his movements light and unrestrained, his strength is probably even stronger than Lei Yiming's by a hair's breadth."

Qin Feng's face turned serious.

If he met Jiang Mofeng, he wasn't sure if he would win.

"outer double male is indeed very strong, and one grade higher than the rest. Compared to the other two, Meng Yunhan is still much weaker."

Qin Feng said to himself.

Although Meng Yunhan was also very strong, his foundation was still insufficient.

To put it bluntly, she did not have much experience. Be it in terms of combat experience or knowledge, she was not even comparable to outer double male.

But when it came to foundation, who could compare to Dragon Clan Ninth Prince Chi Wen?

Experience was Qin Feng's greatest advantage.

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