Snap, snap, snap! Snap, snap, snap! The crisp and messy sound kept ringing.

In the eyes of others, Qin Feng and Zuo Qiji's moves were too fast. Zoe Yingzi could still see some of the tracks clearly, but those Zuo family disciples could almost only hear these sounds.

Therefore, they don't know why and have no idea what the real battle situation is like.

But Zuo Qiji himself knew very well what had happened.

His mentality collapsed and his blood collapsed.

After the first failure, Zuo Qiji took action this time without reservation, using his most proficient and tyrannical sword technique, the Sunset Sword Technique.

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of this set of sword skills. Unless he faced absolute qigong suppression, he could not lose.

But what’s the result?

In front of Qin Feng, his swordsmanship was like a child's play. It had no lethality and was full of flaws. Every time he used his sword, it would be easily broken by Qin Feng. Every time he thought he was going to win, Qin Feng would give him a blow.

He got a head-blow.

However, in just a few seconds, Zuo Qiji fired a total of thirty-seven swords, but none of them could touch Qin Feng. Instead, he was whipped by Qin Feng thirty-seven times.

Every time he was injured, his body hurt and his heart hurt! This made Zuo Qiji deeply realize how far and out of reach the gap between him and Qin Feng was in terms of swordsmanship.

In fact, before the sword competition, Zuo Qiji firmly believed that this was the case, but in his previous imagination, Qin Feng should be vulnerable in front of him! Reality and expectation are completely reversed, which is called swordsmanship.

How can the proud Zuo Qiji not explode?

A set of sunset swords has been cast.

Thumb thump thump! Zuo Qiji retreated violently. The firewood in his hand was already in pieces, and his body was already covered in bruises and bruises! Zuo Qiji's figure seemed to have been severely beaten.

It blinded all the disciples of the Zuo family.

"My god..." "This...how is this possible?"

"how so?

Am I dreaming?"

"..." After the brief noisy exclamation, there was deathly silence.

A bunch of eyes looked at Zuo Qiji for a long time, and finally fell on Qin Feng. He was shocked to find that the latter still looked calm and calm. That kind of shock came from the depths of everyone's soul.

Shocking! Even among the younger generation in the Hidden Dragon World, Zuo Qiji, whose swordsmanship is definitely among the top three, abandoned his qigong power and competed with Qin Feng in swordsmanship. In the end, Qin Feng actually won! More than just a win?

It was simply a crushing victory! Why is this young boy from the secular world doing this?

Why?

Is he going to defy heaven?

! All the children of the Zuo family fell silent. Recalling their full confidence and their clamor for Qin Feng and Zoe Yingzi, each of them felt blushing and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

It is also in this quietness.

Zuo Qiji shook his hands, and finally couldn't help the burning pain all over his body. He threw away the firewood in his hand, started scratching his ears and cheeks, and became furious.

It hurts, it really hurts! He wanted to touch the painful area to relieve the piercing pain, but he found that his whole body was in severe pain and he couldn't touch it at all... "Drink!"

Finally, Zuo Qiji gave an extremely masculine shout, forced himself to stand still despite the pain, gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Feng, grinning and saying, "Tell me, what kind of sword technique did you use?"

"Swordsmanship?"

Qin Feng was stunned, shook his head and laughed: "Sword as you like."

Zuo Qiji: "Sword as you please?"

Qin Feng: "Just for fun."

Zuo Qiji: "..." Your grandma's legs, how damn can they be more humiliating?

I use my trump card to fight you to the death, but you are just playing around?

In the end, you fucking won?

Zuo Qiji suddenly felt that all the swordsmanship he had learned over the past ten years had been in vain.

What a waste! Zuo Qiji closed his eyes in pain. For a few moments, he wanted to die.

It took quite a while.

"Huh--" Zuo Qiji finally adjusted his emotions, exhaled heavily, opened his eyes again, looked deeply at Qin Feng and said: "You are a great boy. Your swordsmanship is so profound that you can be called a genius. I am a genius."

Ashamed!"

More than that?

As someone who has personally experienced it, Zuo Qiji knows very well that even if he looks at the entire Hidden Dragon World, there is probably no one who can surpass Qin Feng's swordsmanship.

That's right! If you put aside the power of qigong and only talk about swordsmanship, everyone can only fall behind! Seeing Zuo Qiji admit defeat, Qin Feng touched his nose and said unfazed: "The next step is to compare the final qigong cultivation level.

?”

"nature!"

Zuo Qiji's confidence was rekindled: "In terms of speed, you gave up, but in terms of swordsmanship, you won. Now we both win and lose. The outcome of the final Qigong cultivation directly determines the final winner!"

"OK."

Qin Feng nodded and said: "How to compare?"

"It's just as powerful as Qigong cultivation!"

Zuo Qiji said: "At that time, your and my palms will be used as a medium. When the competition begins, we will activate the Qigong power together. Whoever cannot withstand the pressure of the other party first will lose!"

Qin Feng was stunned and couldn't help but glance at Zuo Qiji.

Although this kid is not very smart and is a bitch...but his character is pretty good.

Even though he believed that his qigong skills were superior to Qin Feng's, he chose to compete in qigong in this harmless way. He obviously did not want to harm Qin Feng.

Simply, I just want to win.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "How about I give up?"

"Admit defeat again?"

Everyone was surprised.

Zuo Qiji frowned, his eyes burning with war: "I won't agree! You have already admitted defeat in the first speed contest, and you have also admitted defeat in the final Qigong contest. So I won, so what's the point?

?”

Qin Feng blushed: "You just want me to stay away from Zhao Qianqian. Does winning or losing matter?"

"It wasn't important before, but it is important now!"

Zuo Qiji gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, I just want to defeat you once with my true skills!"

Qin Feng held his forehead: "If you lose again, it will be very embarrassing."

"impossible!"

Zuo Qiji said: "In terms of swordsmanship, you are indeed eight miles ahead of me, but in terms of actual Qigong cultivation, I will definitely crush you!"

Qin Feng's brain hurts.

Looking at Zuo Qiji's posture, it's impossible not to compare with him.

Forget it, let's compete and lose to him.

Qin Feng raised his head and sighed, and was about to speak.

But Zuo Qiji seemed to feel something. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "I don't need you to give in. Show me your true skills and let me see how capable you are!"

Qin Feng was dumbfounded: "Are you sure?"

Zuo Qiji: "I'm sure!"

"Okay..." Qin Feng shook his head, dumbfounded: "Then come on."

"Look how I crush you!"

Zuo Qiji stepped forward and came to Qin Feng again.
Chapter completed!