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There was a traffic jam around the competition ground. The Feng family has not been so lively for a long time. The contestants this time are the elites of the younger generation of the Feng family. Although Feng Aoran is now dead. But legends are not so easy to erase, so

Everyone is looking forward to this competition, and most of them have expectations in their hearts, hoping that Feng Aoran can surprise them.

On one side of the competition ground, a phoenix dressed in white stands proudly. Ever since she died for her country in her previous life, she has preferred the color white. Only white can bring her a sense of reality. Her plain face is not considered to be a beauty. Compared with Lin Zhuoer's face,

Her stunning beauty was many times inferior, but with her lips tightly pursed and her eyes determined, she had a different flavor.

On the other side was Feng Qingqing, who was wearing a green gauze dress. She held a sword in her hand and looked at Feng Aoran with sharp eyes, as keen as if she was locking her prey.

"Feng Aoran, I think your cultivation has been completely destroyed, and I only exerted 30% of my strength. You don't need to defeat me, as long as you can take my three moves, you will win." Feng Qingqing's arrogant voice sounded, with a determination to win.

grasp.

Feng Aoran smiled, shook his head and said, "If you really meant it, you wouldn't compete with me at all. Since you're competing, then don't give in. I'm not afraid of winning or losing."

"How arrogant. Now that you say that, I won't be polite. Let the legend be shattered today.",

Feng Qingqing gave a sharp shout, and her fighting spirit quickly circulated throughout her body. Her murderous intent was overwhelming, and it was as she said that she was not polite at all.

Seeing the almost substantial fighting spirit all over the sky, everyone present took a deep breath. Not to mention a loser, even Feng Ye, who was also at the peak of his fighting spirit, probably wouldn't be able to take this move easily.

"Clan leader, stop Qingqing quickly, Aoran will definitely not be able to take it." Feng Liang had lost his sense of control and didn't care about the rules. He stood up and was about to rush off the stage, but Feng Wuhen held him back.

"Don't get involved in the children's affairs. There are so many people involved today. Don't embarrass the Feng family. Sit down. I will take action when absolutely necessary. Don't worry, I will leave a root for you."

Feng Wuhen rolled his eyes at Feng Liang and continued to watch the battle in the audience.

Compared to Feng Qingqing's flamboyant actions, Feng Aoran just stood there calmly, as if Feng Qingqing's offensive was not in her eyes at all. Seeing Feng Aoran's expression, Feng Qingqing was naturally furious.

, stimulating the fighting energy in the body even more crazily.

Dou Qi is colorless, and the concentration will turn white under certain circumstances. The thicker the white color, the stronger the strength. When a trace of cyan appears in the white, it will begin to transform into spiritual Dou Qi. Feng Aoran looked at Feng Qingqing's translucent white Dou Qi.

, shook her head, and then, no one saw what she did.

Everyone just saw a flash of white light, and Feng Aoran disappeared on the spot. While watching, Feng Qingqing was thrown out of the martial arts field like a ball. Where Feng Qingqing was originally standing, there was a man in white clothes.

The fluttering phoenix is ​​proud.

Everyone was shocked. The scene was silent and lifeless. They looked at Feng Aoran as if they were looking at a monster.

Feng Qingqing fell heavily to the sandy ground outside the field. Due to her failure to regain her strength in time, her own fighting spirit came back to bite her, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. The most unbelievable one among them all was her. If she missed it by just one second, she would be dead.

Feng Aoran would be turned into flying ash under her attack, but in this second, Feng Aoran used some witchcraft to knock her out of the field.

"Why, Feng Aoran, what witchcraft did you use? I don't believe it, I don't believe I will lose to you like this." Feng Qingqing hit the sand hard several times.

Trash, she can never win against Feng Aoran?

"I did not use witchcraft. In the past three years, I have been unable to use fighting energy at all, so I honed my martial arts skills like all those who cannot become a fighter. Facts tell us that sometimes primitive things are not useless. Today I want to tell you

What is true is that the only martial arts in the world is fast. Today I am better than fast. But

This is not the only reason. Another reason is that you are not strong enough. What I call fast is just like a snail in the eyes of a spiritual warrior. Feng Qingqing, never underestimate your enemy, especially when the opponent is at his weakest.
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