Du Feng's cultivation speed shocked Lu Mengqing.

The outer sect elder Hao Chong also looked solemn.

He grabbed a sword from Du Feng's hand.

This sword is very magical. Holding the sword in his hand, his cultivation level will be increased by one level directly.

Putting away the sword, his cultivation level will be restored to its original state.

Such a magical weapon, he has never seen anything he has ever seen.

Du Feng said that this sword was a magic sword passed down by his family, which shows that his family is quite terrifying.

He felt worried.

Du Feng carried his hands on the ring.

The countless outer disciples below were shocked in their expressions.

"Du Feng's cultivation is too terrifying."

"I remember more than a month ago, when he was a traitor, he was seriously injured by a traitor at the two level of true qi. I really don't know how he practiced."

"Yes, even the number one genius in the mainland, Jiang Taixu is much inferior to him."

...

The strength Du Feng showed shocked the entire outer door.

After he defeated Hengkong, no one came on stage to challenge him, and the same was true for other rings, and no one came on stage.

Time passes by minute by minute.

No one came on stage to challenge it for ten minutes, even if it was a victory.

Soon the strong men on the Qianlong List won without fighting and entered the second round directly.

Du Feng won a victory over Hengkong, and he kept taking the bye after that. Even if it was a bye, he still had experience and divine power rewards.

It was soon Jiusheng.

Each outer disciple has three chances to challenge. Du Feng thought about it, and it would be better to give up now and challenge the arena again.

This will also accumulate a lot of experience and divine power.

Do it as soon as you say it.

Just as everyone was waiting for Du Feng and Tian Ling'er to advance to the second round, Du Feng suddenly walked down from the arena.

"this?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Even the referee next to the ring was shocked and asked loudly: "Du Feng, there is still a challenge, what are you doing?"

Du Feng turned around and said, "This time I challenged me to abstain."

“Abstain?”

Du Feng's words made many people confused.

I don’t know how many disciples wanted to enter the second round when they broke their heads. Du Feng saw that he was about to enter the second round, but he abstained.

No one knows what Du Feng is thinking.

After he walked off the ring, he stepped onto the ring again, looked at the referee with a shocked look, smiled at him, and said, "Start the challenge again."

The referee was speechless.

The outer disciples watching the game under the ring were speechless.

I'm going to advance and challenge again, isn't this a waste of time?

Time passes by minute by minute.

bite!

System prompt: No one will come on stage to challenge in ten minutes, you will automatically advance, gain 100,000 experience, and gain 20,000 divine power.

Hearing the system's prompt, Du Feng had a bright smile on his face.

This experience and divine power come so quickly, much faster than a mission.

Soon Du Feng took another nine bye.

He received 900,000 experience and 180,000 divine power rewards, just when the outer disciples were looking forward to him to advance so as to free up the arena.

Du Feng walked off the ring again, and then walked onto the ring again under many shocked gazes.

After doing this for several times, he felt a little embarrassed. He looked at the referee with a weird expression, grabbed his head, and smiled awkwardly:

"Don't everyone have three chances to challenge? I'm not a foul, right?"

The referee rolled his eyes and said, "This is your power."

“That’s good.”

Du Feng breathed a sigh of relief and glanced around.

As the top ten strong men on the Hidden Dragon List advanced, fierce battles broke out in other arenas. In order to compete for the opportunity to enter the second round, the outer disciples took all their strength to defeat their opponents.

He said loudly: "I'm so bored, come on stage and play with me."

Du Feng's strength is there, who dares to challenge him?

bite!

System prompt: No one will challenge the stage in ten minutes, you will automatically advance, gain 100,000 experience, and receive a reward of divine power.

Du Feng sat bored in the middle of the ring. Every ten minutes later, the system prompt sounded.

It soon took more than an hour. He took ten byes and got another million experience and rewarded with 200,000 magical powers.

Finally successfully advanced.

After advancing, he walked off the ring with a swagger.

Walking towards Tian Ling'er under the arena.

Tian Ling'er asked, "Brother Du, what are you doing?"

Du Feng smiled and said, "It's nothing. It seems that the first round will last for several days. Let's go out for a walk."

Tian Ling'er nodded: "Yes."

"Du Feng!"

A voice came.

Du Feng looked at him and a man in his twenties came from a distance.

He is 1.7 meters tall, medium-sized, diamond-shaped face, and a yellow robe. He looks quite handsome.

"Who are you?"

Du Feng was puzzled that he did not know this man.

Tian Ling'er whispered in his ear: "He is Lang Ziyan, the disciple of Lord Lu Feng, and the strong man from Piaomiao Peak, and ranks fourth on the Xuantian Sect's Heavenly List."

"call!"

Du Feng gasped in the air.

He perfectly inherited the memory of Du Feng of Xuantian Sect, and he still knew the list of Xuantian Sect.

Xuantian Sect has four major lists.

Outer Sect Hidden Dragon List.

List of inner disciples.

In addition, there are the eight peaks and the sky list.

There is a basic condition for entering the Earth List, that is, to achieve the cyclone realm of cultivation.

The conditions for entering the Tianlist are even higher, that is, entering the Qihai Realm.

The man clasped his fists with his hands, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Piaomiaofeng Prodigal Ziyan."

Facing a strong man above Qihai Realm, Du Feng did not dare to neglect him, and responded with his fist: "It turns out that he is Senior Brother Lei Ziyan, who has been revered for a long time. By the way, is there anything wrong?"

The prodigal son Yan said, "The master wants to see you."

"Lu Mengqing?"

Du Feng looked in front of the hall, but did not see Lu Mengqing.

He turned around and said to Tian Ling'er, "I'll go first, I'll come to find you later."

Tian Ling'er nodded: "Yes."

The prodigal sonyan made a gesture of invitation, then turned around and left.

Du Feng followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!