The next morning, when Chu Fei and his group arrived at the martial arts venue, the huge martial arts venue was already crowded, and most of the disciples from various academies had arrived early, waiting for the second round of competition later.

On the stands with noisy sounds, it suddenly became silent. In the sky, dozens of rainbows rushed over. The elders of the four major academies arrived and steadily landed at the referee seat at the top of the martial arts field.

"See all elders!"

All the disciples bowed to the referee seat and shouted in unison. At the front of the elders, Du Fu, dressed in a commoner, nodded slightly to Dong Zhongshu. Dong Zhongshu flew to the center of the martial arts venue, and announced loudly, "The Fourth Academy will compare with the second round, start now! Please let the first disciples enter the ring!"

As Dong Zhongshu's voice fell, several figures flew out at the same time and landed on the four rings in the field. Chu Fei looked at several figures on the ring and whispered to Zhang Bairen, "These people are not weak in aura. It seems that there will be a fierce battle today."

Zhang Bairen nodded slightly, a hint of worry flowing out of his eyes, "Oh, I don't know how many people will be able to enter the 'Tianzhe' in the end."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fei couldn't help but look at Nangong Zheng and Lin Fan. Although both of them had the strength of the Soul-gathering Realm, the other three academies were obviously prepared for this competition, and their disciples were also very powerful. If they met, they might not have a chance of winning.

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Fei spoke to Nangong Zheng and the others and said, "You must remember when you come on stage later. If your opponent is too strong, you will give up directly. Never force it."

Nangong Zheng and the others all looked up and nodded. Zheng Chunjie on the side smiled and said, "Don't worry, boss, Lin Fan and the others all have the strength of the Soul-gathering realm. Even if they can't win, there is still no problem in protecting themselves."

Chu Fei naturally knew that what Zheng Chunjie was saying was the truth, but for some reason, there was always a bad premonition. After shaking his head slightly, Chu Fei suppressed his irritability and watched the competition on the ring quietly.

The atmosphere above the martial arts arena is very hot, and it becomes more and more popular as time goes by. The intensity of the competition is far beyond Chu Fei's expectations. After yesterday's knockout round, everyone who stayed on the ring is a strong man in the academy. Even Chu Fei and Zhuge Qianxue were able to win after a hard battle.

However, what made Chu Fei laugh and cry was that Zheng Chunjie, Li Lingwei, and Nangong Zheng were very lucky. The opponents they met were far less difficult. They easily passed the second round and could compete, which made Chu Fei sigh at the magic of luck.

"The ninth group competition is over! The disciples of the last group are ready!"

Looking at Zhang Bairen who looked relaxed and got off the ring, Chu Fei couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I would have given my opponent to you if I had known it. The gap between you, the opponent and you is too big. You didn't let you take it seriously at all."

Zhang Bairen spread his hands and said helplessly, "I want to encounter those tricky ones when I can compete. In this way, I don't have to wait for 'Tianzhe'. It's a pity that I don't have that good luck."

Seeing Zhang Bairen's expression of regret, Chu Fei couldn't help but feel speechless. He turned his head and looked at Lin Fan, who looked nervous next to him, and encouraged him, "Let's relax, don't force him if you really can't do it."

Lin Fan nodded and said to Chu Fei, "Boss, I'll go to the ring first."

Chu Fei waved to him and said cheering. Nangong Zheng, who was beside him, had a little uneasy expression and said to Chu Fei, "Boss, Lin Fan's opponent seems to be Liu Hong from Yingtian Academy. I'm afraid he will have any accidents."

Chu Fei was stunned, looked at Lin Fan's back and said softly, "It shouldn't matter. Lin Fan has always been steady. If he meets Liu Hong, he will abstain from the right time."

Nangong Zheng sighed when he heard this. Liu Ju, who was standing beside him, was still very nervous, and his eyes were staring at the Dizi Group ring in the martial arts field.

On the wide ring, Lin Fan's figure appeared on it. After a while, Liu Hong from Yingtian Academy flew to the ring slowly without rushing, and looked around Lin Fan casually. When he saw the green leaves on Lin Fan's white robe, his eyes stuttered slightly, and then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you Konoha's people?" Liu Hong asked lightly.

Lin Fan didn't know what Liu Hong was planning. Seeing him asking questions and thinking about it, he bowed in a deep voice and said, "Master Konoha, please give me advice."

"Haha, it turns out that he is still a commander." Liu Hong's eyes flashed slightly, and the smile on his face became stronger. He said to Lin Fan, "If you say so, you should know him."

"who?"

"Liu Ju that useless man." Liu Hong said disdainfully.

After hearing Liu Hong's words, Liu Ju looked ugly in the stands, and he clenched his fists with both hands. Lin Fan frowned for a while before shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Liu Hong then seemed to remember something and smiled and said, "It's the Zhang Ziming you mentioned. You must have heard of this person, right?"

Lin Fan's face changed. At this moment, he could hear the other party's bad tone. Although he didn't know what his relationship with Zhang Ziming was, he definitely had bad people. Therefore, he said coldly, "This has nothing to do with our competition, right?"

Liu Hong's smile remained unchanged, and he still smiled faintly, "It determines your way of death."

Lin Fan's heart sank instantly, knowing that the young man in the gorgeous costume in front of him was definitely a terrible person and that he was definitely not his opponent. After taking a deep breath, he began to calm down and wait for the start of the competition. He made up his mind to abstain from the beginning of the competition!

Seeing that all four groups of disciples had already stepped onto the ring, Dong Zhongshu got up and flew to the center of the martial arts field, and loudly announced, "The Fourth Academy will compete in the second round, and the tenth group will start now!"

As soon as Dong Zhongshu's voice fell, Lin Fan raised his right hand on the ring of the Dizi Group and shouted loudly, "Lin Fan of the Dizi Group and voluntarily abandon..."

Before Lin Fan could finish his words, Liu Hong's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. Lin Fan was shocked and wanted to retreat violently, but Liu Hong was extremely fast. The next moment he stretched out his right hand and pinched Lin Fan's throat tightly, making him speechless.

Lin Fan, whose throat was caught, had a red face and couldn't say a word in his mouth. He suddenly accumulated soul power in his right hand to sweep it, but Liu Hong lifted him with one hand and lost the support from the ground. Lin Fan, who was already having difficulty breathing, suddenly lost the ability to resist, and the soul power in his hand gradually drifted away.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is Konoha's commander? With such a little strength, I'd be embarrassed to come out and show my eyes?"

Looking at Lin Fan who was struggling in his hands, Liu Hong said with a sarcastic expression on his face, his eyes slowly moved to the stands, as if he was searching for someone, and stopped on Liu Ju's body after a moment.

Liu Yu in the stands noticed Liu Hong's provocative gaze. His hands had already clenched his fingernails into the flesh because of his fists. The bright red blood slowly flowed out. However, Liu Yu seemed to have no idea and stared at Liu Hong!

"Calm down! He is doing this to provoke you!"

Zhang Bairen looked at the sad and angry Muye people, and quickly spoke to Chu Fei. Chu Fei's face was already gloomy and terrible at this moment. He didn't say anything after hearing Zhang Bairen's words, but just looked coldly at Liu Hong on the ring.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that a useless man was regarded as a guest of honor by you. It seems that you, Konoha, are just a group of mobs."

After hearing Liu Hong's words, Lin Fan's eyes showed a crazy look, and his soul power seemed to be violent, and he was a little unstable.

After Liu Hong glanced at Lin Fan with disdain, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. His right hand suddenly exerted force, and a crisp breaking sound suddenly came from Lin Fan's throat. Then Liu Hong threw Lin Fan to the ground.

"Ahem cough cough..."

A violent gasp came from Lin Fan's mouth. Lin Fan, who had struggled to get up from the ring, kept bleeding from his mouth. He wanted to raise his hand to abstain several times, but his throat had been cut off by Liu Hong and could not make a sound, so he could only breathe continuously.

"We can continue playing slowly now."

Looking at Liu Ju with a ferocious look, Liu Hong said slowly, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and walked towards Lin Fan who had difficulty getting up. The soul power in his right hand continued to condense.

"This beast! I must kill him!"

Jiang Yunming shouted wildly, trying to run towards the ring, but Nangong Zheng hugged him tightly and shouted loudly, "Calm down, no one must interfere in the competition during the competition. This is the rule! He just wanted to anger us on purpose!"

"Can we just watch Lin Fan be beaten to death by him!" Jiang Yunming said with red eyes.

Many Konoha disciples also looked sad and angry, staring at Lin Fan on the ring. Even Zheng Chunjie, who likes to joke the most, was now looking fierce and cursing, "This is a mess! If he dares to let Lin Fan die, I will let him be buried with him even if I try my best!"

"It's all my fault, I've implicated everyone."

Liu Ju said with a sad expression, with endless despair in his eyes. Zhuge Qianxue shook her head and said, "This matter is all done by Liu Hong, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Lingwei, who had always looked indifferent, frowned slightly at this moment, and looked at Chu Fei with a cold face, as if she had something to say.

On the referee seat above, Yao Chong, with anger on his face, shouted at Xiao He from Yingtian Academy, "The Fourth Academy will compete in competition, but now it has become a tool for fierce fighting. Shouldn't such a cruel madman be stopped?"

Xiao He said lightly. "Elder Yao, don't be angry first. It is common for injury to compete. What's more, as long as there is no winner or no party abstains, you must not intervene in the competition. This is a rule passed down over the past century. Can you, Elder Yao, break the rules?"
Chapter completed!