When he got on stage, he saw that his opponent was already waiting there, and he was looking at him impatiently. Li Chunfeng smiled faintly. Just looking at this person's expression, he knew that this person's mind cultivation skills were not yet good, and at most he was at the sixth and seventh level.

"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen him before?"

“Some familiar.”

"Isn't it the one who ranked in the top ten during the exam a few months ago?"

"Yes, I recognized it as soon as you said it. I remember he was still a disciple in blue at that time, right?"

"Then he just came to participate in the competition in such a short time as Baiyi?"

"It's true, isn't there anyone left in the Vermilion Bird this year?"

......

There was endless discussion, and it was difficult for Li Chunfeng to turn a blind eye. But his heart was calm.

Are you starting to make a fuss now? I asked you to see your master's method later. Thinking in my mind, Li Chunfeng lifted his clothes and waved a starting style with one hand, probably only the people present were Huang Feihong, whom he knew.

As soon as the posture lit up, there was another commotion among the people below.

"unarmed?"

"I'm afraid I haven't got the weapon yet. What's wrong with Suzaku this year? Just find someone to make up the numbers?"

"The boy opposite him is so lucky."

The opponent was obviously not prepared, so he was stunned for a moment, then showed an incredible look. He chuckled and revealed his own weapon.

But when Li Chunfeng saw that the opponent's weapon was just an ordinary bronze sword, he felt even more relieved. Su Chen once told him that unless the leader had a license or a disciple with particularly outstanding cultivation, the other ordinary disciples were not qualified to enter the hidden sword to choose swords. The general approach of others was to find a weapon to use on their own, and then rely on years of hard work to achieve his weapons to be able to be free from the ordinary. This is also the reason why he chose not to use weapons as soon as he came up. He did not want to make him the focus of everyone because of his famous sword.

"The third scene. Li Chunfeng from the Xuanwu Palace begins with the festival of the birth of the Xuanwu Palace."

With the shout of the deacon disciple, Li Chunfeng's first stop in his debut kicked off.

The first move was the Shengjie of the Xuanwu Palace. But when he saw him roaring, he flew forward, crossing nearly three meters in the air, he raised the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng did not move, staring at the other party's momentum with his eyes tightly. He did not move sideways until the last moment, and he deliberately staggered a few times.

Seeing this, Na Shengjie immediately jumped over with his toes and launched a mercury-like offensive.

Li Chunfeng dodged left and right in his sword net, and every time he was a little bit away from the opponent's killer moves. But he didn't fight back. It was not that he couldn't, but that he didn't want to.

This is the time to increase your experience in dealing with others. This hard-earned opportunity is something he can't find.

After a while of fierce attack, Shengjie seemed to be exhausted and retreated with a slight gasp.

"It's over?" Li Chunfeng also "gasp" and continued: "It's my turn."

Before he finished speaking, he exerted force under his feet and rushed towards Shengjie. His hands turned into shadows of the palms in the sky and sprinkled towards Shengjie.

Shengjie obviously did not expect that he would dare to fight back with bare hands. He seemed a little panicked after being caught off guard, but with the long sword fighting with Li Chunfeng's flesh palm, at least in the eyes of most people, he still took advantage.

Sure enough, soon, he gained the upper hand again. Li Chunfeng was forced to retreat step by step again. Although he was defeated, he was undefeated.

"I won't waste my time with you. Look at the move." Shengjie obviously didn't want to continue like this. He wanted to save some strength to deal with the next game and shouted lightly, took a step back, and a yellow light flashed on the sword in his hand. It was originally just an ordinary bronze sword, but now it turned into a huge stone sword.

"Strike the eggs with stones!"

With his loud shout, the stone sword brought a strong wind and smashed Li Chunfeng towards him with his head and face.

When the opportunity came, Li Chunfeng shouted in his heart. He no longer wanted to continue the fight. As the way of playing, people would sooner or later see the flaws. So when he saw the other party use a killer move, he was not surprised but happy.

Seeing the opportunity, at the moment when the stone sword was knocked down, Li Chunfeng seemed to be blown away by the strong wind it brought, and his body shook. He barely avoided the opponent's must-kill move.

With a "boom", the stone sword hit the ground heavily, bringing out a burst of sand, stone smoke.

The Shengjie lost Li Chunfeng's position just as the smoke blocked his vision. Not only was he invisible, but he was also shocked that he could not feel Li Chunfeng's anger.

He was crying that he was about to withdraw. Li Chunfeng had already appeared in front of him like a ghost. Before he opened his mouth and shouted, his palms were red, and he slapped his chest at a speed that was hard to see with his naked eyes.

When the eyes of Shengjie are dark, they lose consciousness.

The dust dissipates.

Everyone onlookers were stunned. They saw Sheng Jie standing on the spot. The huge rocks transformed from the sword in their hands had been shattered with the heavy blow just now. Li Chunfeng squatted in front of him, holding his head with his left hand, and poking his right hand diagonally upwards, pressing against Sheng Jie's chest.

"He fainted!"

A sharp-eyed disciple shouted.

Li Chunfeng also stood up knowingly. Shengjie's body lost his support and fell down dejectedly. He pretended not to know what was going on, and looked at his hands and Shengjie's body lying on the ground in panic.

"Li Chunfeng wins in the Vermillion Bird Palace!"

The deacon disciple stepped forward to check the situation of the festival and raised his hand to announce.

Li Chunfeng pretended to be in lingering fear and walked off the competition stage.

"It's too much." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Li Chunfeng looked in the direction of Lingyun Palace. Su Chenzheng looked at him leisurely, with his right hand on the carved handrail, smiling.

Li Chunfeng spread his hands and signaled that there was no better way. At the same time, he moved his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman sitting beside him. It happened that she was also looking at her, and the beautiful big eyes were indeed a trace of disdain.

I understood that she was very dissatisfied with her playing style of playing pigs and eating tigers, but now he had no choice but to smile bitterly. When the beauty saw him smile, she turned her head and stopped looking at him, but instead whispered something to Su Chen.

While listening, Su Chen nodded constantly, and looked at Li Chunfeng, and the smile on his lips continued to expand.

Of course, Li Chunfeng saw that they were talking about themselves, but because they could not know, he had to look at Su Chen like a bird. He hoped to get some answers from him.

Su Chen sensed his gaze, "Good game, don't think about anything. What you did just now is too fake. Anyone with a little better eye can tell that you did it on purpose. The ending starts, there is no need to do this. Show your strength, and I'm going to fall asleep when I see it. Look back, that will be your opponent in the next game."

A voice came from my ears, and Li Chunfeng turned his head as he spoke and happened to see the end of the game.

So fast, he exclaimed in his heart, and Li Chunfeng's eyes couldn't help but stayed on the winner for a while. But seeing the leopard head and ringing eyes in life, wide shoulders and thick arms, and his burly figure, if he was not wearing a Taoist robe, it would be easy for people to mistake him for a general of war at first glance.

However, since he missed his game, Li Chunfeng had nothing to watch. He turned his head and nodded to Su Chen, then walked to the other side of the square. He wanted to see how Jiu Yun's battle was.

After arriving, I looked at the record chart first. Seeing that Jiuyun's name was marked in a circle. I knew that he had passed the first level, and I felt a little calmer before turning around to search for Jiuyun.

"Huh? You're here." Sure enough, it was not easy to find someone among a group of disciples wearing the same blue clothes. Instead, his white clothes were eye-catching. Jiu Yun saw him first.

Li Chunfeng looked him up and down, and saw that there were no scars on his body and there was no embarrassment. It was obvious that he won the first game with a relatively relaxed victory. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I did a good job."

"Where is the opponent, just weaker." Jiu Yun smiled embarrassedly and then asked back, "Where are you?"

"It's about the same as you, the opponent is too weak. Otherwise, where can I get the time to see you?" Li Chunfeng said in a low voice.

The two looked at each other and smiled.
Chapter completed!