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The fourth round of competition continues.

"Zhao Feng versus Ran Xiaoyuan!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was another uproar on the field.

Another four-game winning streak.

Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan have both won three consecutive victories. If either party wins, they can be directly selected for the trial.

"Junior Sister Ran, the battle is about to begin."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

Senior Sister Yuan in the audience gritted her teeth and whispered: "Junior sister, don't be soft!"

"Well, I won't show mercy."

Ran Xiaoyuan gathered the power of the heavenly wind in her body, raised her pretty face that was slightly red, and her bright eyes were as clear as crystal. She looked directly at Zhao Feng for the first time without giving in at all.

The girl is still a bit green, and her innocent and flawless face is somewhat deliberately pretending to be determined and strong.

Zhao Feng felt funny in his heart, catching some of Ran Xiaoyuan's inner anxiety.

The sky changes into a shadow!

Ran Xiaoyuan's petite body suddenly flashed, as if it turned into a shadow in the wind and flew away.

"The sky wind transforms into a shadow!"

Zhao Feng's figure also moved strangely, and his artistic conception and movements were almost the same as those of Ran Xiaoyuan.

What's going on!

The spectators on the field exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan's body movements and even their artistic conceptions are almost identical.

Wind-cutting style!

Wind-cutting style!

The two waved their palms and slashed at the same time. In an instant, the sharp light green wind light, like a long and narrow blade, cut through the air and cut off all the shackles.

"this……"

Ran Xiaoyuan turned pale in surprise, her bright eyes flashed, and she looked at Zhao Feng strangely.

Whirlwind style!

Zhao Feng's figure suddenly leapt up, his green hair flying, following a mysterious and natural trajectory, a layer of swirling green wind formed in his palm, and he rushed towards Ran Xiaoyuan.

This move, the "Spiral Style", is exactly the "Xuanfeng Palm" move that I secretly learned from the Blood Python Canyon that day.

In "Tianfeng Shenjue", this move is derived from the "Spiral Style".

Whirlwind style!

Ran Xiaoyuan gave a sweet shout, her body danced gracefully, leaped into the air, and used the same moves to fight Zhao Feng hard.

Looking at the familiar figure and movements, Zhao Feng felt a sense of familiarity.

The same movements and figures have been replayed thousands of times in the left eye space.

At this moment, in reality, facing this move personally, Zhao Feng's eyes glazed over for a moment.

Peng Bang——

The powerful wind blade exploded and flew Zhao Feng away.

The level of the "Tianfeng Shen Jue" that the two practiced was about the same, but Zhao Feng's cultivation level was lower than Ran Xiaoyuan's.

Furthermore, there was a momentary gap in Zhao Feng's mind just now.

"This kid even has the same internal skills and mentality as Junior Sister Ran. What is his intention? Bah! This guy even stared at Junior Sister Ran lustfully during the battle."

Senior Sister Yuan stood there and stamped her feet.

Xiaoyue Sect Master glanced at the two people on the stage with his beautiful eyes, thoughtfully.

There was something strange in the great elder's eyes.

"I surrender."

Zhao Feng suddenly smiled and stepped down from the formation platform.

ah!

This situation shocked everyone in the audience.

Zhao Feng has always given them the impression that he is calm, ruthless, strong, and even an extreme lunatic.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he would take the initiative to admit defeat.

"You...you haven't lost yet..."

Ran Xiaoyuan reacted and said with a blush.

…

A battle that everyone was looking forward to ended so hastily.

"Junior Brother Zhao, how can you play tricks like this? Your personal victory or defeat is related to Master's face."

Yang Qian said slightly dissatisfied.

Although Ran Xiaoyuan is very powerful, Yang Qian obviously knows that Zhao Feng must be able to fight.

"As long as you can participate in the 'Fuluan Trial', that's enough. Even if you get first place in the competition, if there is no gain in the trial, it will be in vain."

Zhao Feng said nonchalantly.

There are three main reasons why he gave up.

First, Ran Xiaoyuan is very powerful. He does not use his left eye and blood power, so it will be difficult to win.

Second, there is no benefit to exposing your strength and winning four consecutive victories - you work hard and there is no reward!

Of course, there is another important point. He has a special feeling for Ran Xiaoyuan, and he always feels that he owes her a favor.

"Why...why would he suddenly admit defeat?"

Ran Xiaoyuan was a little confused and uneasy.

"Zhao Feng is so cunning that he doesn't fight head-on with his junior sister. Well, there is another possibility. Maybe he really likes his junior sister. Otherwise, why would he give up the honor of four consecutive victories?"

Senior Sister Yuan said bitterly, and the words she said to herself later made Ran Xiaoyuan's pretty face flush red, her head lowered, and out of the corner of her eye, she secretly glanced at the calm green-haired boy not far away.
Chapter completed!