In the field, the confrontation between Wu Shiwei and Wang Kaiping had entered a white-hot heat. The two dodged and took it together with the Piaomiao Phantom Light Technique. Both of them had turned into shadows. Ordinary people could not see their battle process at all, and could only hear bangs and shouts. However, Lan Feng could see clearly that their ultimate skill was only the fourth level, but the two of them had obviously mastered the martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect than him. After all, they started from elementary school. Although he made rapid progress because his mind was suitable for learning Xiaoyao Sect's magic skills, because he did not have many opportunities to use Xiaoyao Sect's kung fu, many places were not as easy as they were.

Bang bang—

After the sound, two figures in the field suddenly separated. Both of them were sweating and gasping. It was obvious that both of them had hit each other's moves, but it was obvious that Wang Kaiping was injured more severely. His legs were shaking while standing. His face was not as good as Wu Shiwei. This was mainly due to his personality. The move just now was too impatient and was caught by Wu Shiwei. When he used his old move, he used both defeats to fight, but only a minor injury was exchanged for Wang Kaiping's serious injury.

Wang Kaiping lost because he had no strength to fight and couldn't even stand firmly. He was overly exhausted and finally couldn't hold on. He squatted down and knelt on one knee before he could not fall to the ground. He struggled to spit out three words that he least wanted to say: "I lost!"

Wu Shiwei reached out to help him up, but Wang Kaiping did not accept his affection. He snorted coldly and left the venue with the support of the Wang family's children. Wu Shiwei received the most glorious applause. In the eyes of others, he was already the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. As for Lan Feng, he was just here to go through the motions. However, the applause was missing from all the children of the Wang family, just like Wang Kaiping did not throw Wu Shiwei's account, and they did not applause Wu Shiwei. Because they didn't want Wu Shiwei to take the position of the leader.

According to the rules, Wu Shiwei had to rest for a while after a fight to recover, and the duel with Lan Feng was arranged in the afternoon. The elders in the sect took advantage of the time to invite guests from various sects. Someone went to toast at Wu Shiwei's table from time to time. In contrast, the table where Lan Feng was located seemed much deserted, with only the future leader of the Qingshan Sect, Xi Feiyang, Li Yiran and his daughter, plus He Siying.

They seemed to be forgotten in a corner, and Lan Feng didn't care about the performance of these people. The less anyone paid attention to him, the more beneficial it would be to him. But he was still careful about every food and was careful to prevent anyone from poisoning it. He didn't want to drink "Suli"

The one who couldn't help but be angry on the table was He Siying. Seeing Tang Jianfei and Yuan Hao running to Wu Shiwei to make friends and not come to her, she couldn't help but mutter coldly: "Two snobs, they still can't change the nature of pugs!"

Li Yiran next to him laughed and said, "Don't some people hate them very much? I remember that they beat someone else's sister because they annoyed them. Why are you angry now? You should be happy."

He Siying couldn't help but look at Lan Feng when she heard Li Yiran mentioning that she had beaten Lan Ling. However, she saw Lan Feng talking and laughing with Xi Feiyang, and didn't hear what they were saying. She couldn't help feeling a feeling of being forgotten by the world, and said to Xi Feiyang in anger: "Xi Feiyang, you'd better eat more and have more strength. They'll finish the fight later. You have to fight with me, otherwise you won't want to leave today!"

"Ying'er is messing around!" Ji Ningjie, who was talking to Qingshan Future's leader, stopped He Siying and hurriedly said to Xi Feiyang: "Sir Xi, don't be as knowledgeable as Ying'er. It's all that I spoiled her. I'll accompany you here."

Xi Feiyang said politely: "Aunt Ji, don't be polite. Siying is just having fun with me, I won't care."

Xi Feiyang's uncle also smiled and said, "Yes, Mrs. Li, we can't understand the world of young people anymore, we can't understand and understand it, so let them deal with it by themselves, but Miss He must be more at ease. If you want to fight Feiyang, no one will fight with you in the future!" Xi Feiyang's uncle looked at He Siying and Xi Feiyang in a warm manner when he spoke. The warm expression made both of them feel a little uncomfortable, and He Siying couldn't help but look at Lan Feng.

When He Siying snatched the conversation and talked to Xi Feiyang, Lan Feng was already bowing his head and thinking, and he didn't hear what they were saying at this time. He was always thinking about where the drugged person would be. For Lan Feng, someone secretly dealing with him was the one he disliked the most. Because he was once regarded as a killer, he knew better than anyone else that the truth was that it was easier to avoid the open gun and the hidden arrows were hard to prevent. He didn't want to deal with an enemy he didn't understand.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of it, so he had to put all the four elders on the list of defense.

Li Yiran also noticed Lan Feng's strangeness, and gently pushed him and said, "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Feng woke up and shook his head and smiled. Until the afternoon game started, Lan Feng did not tell Li Yiran and his daughter about anyone poisoning him.

Wu Shiwei has always been paying attention to Lan Feng's condition. Since he defeated Wang Kaiping, he has been paying attention to Lan Feng, but he found that Lan Feng was not surprised because they could use the fourth level of martial arts, nor was he discouraged by seeing them using the fourth level of kung fu, and he didn't even show any timidity. But Wu Shiwei was unwilling to believe that Lan Feng had only learned Xiaoyao Sect Kung fu for a year. He thought that the only possibility was that Lan Feng had also learned Xiaoyao magic skills since he was a child, and he only showed the second level to win by surprise.

Therefore, he did not despise Lan Feng since the beginning. When Lan Feng stood in the field and stood opposite him, he did not dare to despise him. Because Lan Feng exuded confidence that he didn't even have, and Lan Feng's indifferent smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Wu, you challenge me. Should you take action first?" Lan Feng smiled and said lazily at Wu Shiwei.

Wu Shiwei didn't dare to be arrogant. When Lan Feng stood in front of him, he put an inexplicable pressure on him. This made him feel that his confidence disappeared. So he moved, and he took the initiative to fight for some initiative.

When he moved, Lan Feng also moved.

Wu Shiwei moved and drove the sand on the ground, but Lan Feng didn't even drive the sand, and his whole body disappeared silently. When the afterimages left after the two left the place had not disappeared, a loud sound had already been heard.

"Boom--" After the sound of the sound, Lan Feng and Wu Shiwei appeared at the same time and took two or three steps back. The audience was surprised. It was only because they were Xiaoyao Sect members who knew that the kung fu Lan Feng had used had definitely reached the fourth level. What surprised them even more was that after facing the palm, although both of them took three steps back, Lan Feng was calm and Wu Shiwei was relieved.

However, it was not over that everyone, including Li Yiran and his daughter, was surprised. Lan Feng did not stop after taking a step back, but his palms drooped. The sand around his feet actually moved and began to turn around him. And he turned higher and higher after leaving the ground. The sand on the ground kept gathering towards Lan Feng. The range of the sand driven by Lan Feng became larger and larger, and soon affected Wu Shiwei's feet. Lan Feng's entire body was surrounded by a layer of high-speed rotating sand. It was like a tornado and was coiled higher and higher.

"Lan Feng stopped—"

"Shiwei retreated quickly, that's a rush of people--"

"Fast go..."

When Lan Feng saw Lan Feng use this move, the four elders screamed almost at the same time, and at the same time left the seat and jumped to the field to drag Wu Shiwei, who was about to organize defense. Lan Feng also heard the call of the four elders, but it was impossible for Lan Feng to stop using this move. If he didn't send it out, he had to wait for his true energy to be retaliated against. There were people on all sides. Lan Feng had no choice but to lead all the forces that were originally rushing towards Wu Shiwei to the wall on the side where the spiritual position was placed. Although he would not hurt people again, he would inevitably knock down Li Zong's spiritual position. Lan Feng was quick to learn and tried to force the force into two streams to divide the force to both sides of the spiritual position. Do his best not to destroy Li Zong's spiritual position.

Lu Feng was glad that the rapid sand that was shot was indeed divided into two obediently, and it was almost wiped through both sides of the spirit position and hit the wall with two bangs. Two round holes immediately appeared on the wall. One left and the other right, but it just happened to fail to overturn the spirit position.

The people from Xiaoyao Sect, including the four elders, looked at Lan Feng in surprise. After Wu Shiwei was pulled back by his grandfather, Elder Wu, he looked at the two holes with a pale face.

The audience suddenly became sensation after three seconds of silence. Some curious people even ran to the two big holes in the wall to see what happened. Many people in Xiaoyao Sect looked at Lan Feng in horror and admiration.

Lan Feng smiled as if he was surprised and said, "That...uh, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wu. I haven't practiced this trick for a long time just now, and I still don't control it very well. Are you okay?"

Wu Shiwei looked pale and shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

"Will you still fight? Elder Wu dragged you back just now, but you didn't accept the call. Isn't this your loss? Let's continue?" Lan Feng smiled and made a gesture to ask him to come out.

Lan Feng's move just now shocked him too much. Before Wu Shiwei recovered from his fear, he dared not compete with Lan Feng. He shook his head and said, "I admit defeat. You can use the storm of the sea. You have already entered the fifth floor. I am still on the fourth floor. I am not your opponent!"
Chapter completed!