Mao Shixuan sat on the side, his eyes never left half a step on Mao Junfeng, looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely, he pinched a handful of sweat for Mao Junfeng slightly.
"I don't see it, you kid gave birth to a good son, this Mao Junfeng's strength is afraid that he will have to fight with Zichong," Hua Kaifu praised.
Not far away, Wan Beichen's face was very ugly, the situation had fallen towards Maoshan, Yang Meng was promoted, Yang Rui was promoted, and now this No. 4 platform is still unknown, but compared to him, Gu Feng seems much calmer, obviously the latter does not have Wan Beichen's competitive heart.
With the passage of time, in the heat and shock of everyone, Zhu Shiyun's breath in the fourth stage became much more sluggish, obviously this consumption is huge for them.
Looking at this scene, everyone understood that the latter was going to lose.
"Hehe, ancient head, this time you Hongyuan Pavilion, I'm afraid it's very likely that you won't be able to squeeze into the top three" Hua Kaifu smiled indifferently, this smile has never been seen in all these years, this time, Yang Rui and others really gave Maoshan a lot of face.
When Gu Feng heard this, he shook his head helplessly, "I can't squeeze in, I can't help it, these little guys have tried their best, this time, it's not that they can't do it, but the opponent is too perverted, these unknown boys, I don't know where they jumped out, and their strength is so strong."
When Zhu Shiyun was tired, Mao Junfeng grabbed the gap and suddenly exerted his strength, mobilizing all the remaining Qi and converging it into one punch "Fist of the Dragon" A low roar rang out, Zhu Shiyun's pretty face changed color slightly, and she mentioned the few Qi panicked defenses, but this fragile defense was tightly frozen under this dragon fist for a moment before it cracked.
The flame dragon swept by, and a gust of wind blew and then changed its direction, holding up Zhu Shiyun and falling towards Wutai.
"I throw in the towel."
Zhu Shiyun's pretty face was a little pale, her realm and strength were not inferior to Mao Junfeng, but the latter Qi was much stronger than her, and if she continued to consume, she would only lose more ugly.
Among all the people on this scene, Mao Junfeng's divine soul is very powerful, second only to Yang Rui, so in the process of fighting with Zhu Shiyun, he used his divine soul to condense Qi while fighting, and the benefits of a strong divine soul are reflected here, the speed of condensing Qi and the majesty of Qi are obviously higher than others.
Mao Junfeng's performance attracted praise and cheers from everyone "This is another dark horse, a person who is usually unknown, and now he has appeared on the Hundred Divisions Alliance" Seeing this, Li Dazui and a group of Mao family disciples and others suddenly had joy on their faces.
"It's worthy of being the second young master, he has been extremely talented since he was a child, and he hasn't seen him for a few years, but he has left us far away" During the discussion of several people, Mao Zheliang's face was difficult to see, and his slightly hideous face turned his head and glanced at a few people, and suddenly the disciples of the Mao family were silent.
Mao Zheliang clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles made a "creaking" sound, and there was a tremor between the twitches of his mouth, as if he wanted to eat people when he looked at Mao Junfeng.
"Mao, Jun, Fenghehe, good, very good, I didn't expect that over the years, your strength has grown a lot" He bared his teeth, and his eyes were full of resentment.
The appearance of Mao Junfeng is likely to shake his position in the Mao family, the former has always been out of his reach since he was a child, precisely because he is the eldest son, but Mao Junfeng is too good, so good that the old man and Mao Shixuan are extremely fond of him, and the Mao family has no eldest son to inherit He was afraid, afraid that Mao Junfeng would take the Mao family away from him So he and Wang Qiaohong, that is, his mother, designed the bureau of the year, wanting to drive his mother and son out of the Mao family one by one.
It's just that I didn't expect that the game forced Mao Junfeng's mother to death, and Mao Junfeng also ran away.
"Hehehe, if he knew, what kind of expression would it be if he was designed to kill him" Thinking of this, the corners of Mao Zheliang's mouth pursed a cold arc smile.
"Poor boy, since you're out, don't go back to Mao's house, don't force me again, otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but kill your sister" On the fourth stage, when Zhu Shiyun admitted defeat, Mao Shixuan and Mao Yulan were very happy, and Gu Feng looked a little helpless.
Lin Zichong and Wan Jinghong fought inextricably, Fang Tian's halberd and spear were incomparable, and Zhu Shiyun's defeat made Wan Jinghong's face change greatly.
Mao Junfeng's dark horse is indeed powerful, but he didn't expect Zhu Shiyun to lose in his hands "Damn" his pupils shrank slightly, the current situation is out of control, according to the current development of the situation, the Beichen Sect is afraid that it will not even have the qualifications to compete for the top three.
"Hmph, Wan Jinghong, fight with me, and dare to be distracted" Lin Zichong sneered, grabbed the gap, and suddenly erupted, the terrible Huo Qi suddenly exploded at this moment as if it had been suppressed for a long time, Wan Jinghong frowned, and the spear in his hand shook and wanted to fight back, but at this moment, a Fang Tian painting halberd did not give him the slightest respite, and followed rumble Fang Tian's halberd bypassed the spear and slammed it on Wan Jinghong's body, Wan Jinghong counterattacked, and the spear also drew on Lin Zichong's body, both of them were shocked back by the force, their mouths were bloody, and their spirits were a little sluggish Seeing this, the results of the fourth station were also confirmed Wan Jinghong was injured, even without Lin Zichong, he was no longer Mao Junfeng's opponent, and the outcome was doomed He clenched his fists, and in his eyes, he was dissatisfied with the anger that rushed to the sky, the spear in his hand shook, the bluestone slab shattered, and the martial platform collapsed into a piece Not far away, Wan Beichen's face seemed to have reached an extreme, as if he was about to go violent at any time.
From afar, you can feel the cold air of that area.
Feeling Wan Beichen's anger but having to suppress his breath, Hua Kaifu felt extremely comfortable and all his troubles disappeared in this moment Looking at Wan Beichen's expression, there were bursts of discussion in the crowd, some of them felt sorry for Beichen Sect, some were shocked that there were too many dark horses, and there were many people who gloated.
"You deserve it, the Northern Dust Sect has been too arrogant these years, it's best to let them have no one to enter the top three," one person sneered.
"People have their own harvest, what they have done over the years, the big guys have seen it, and this kind of ending is very happy" With the end of the game, Yang Meng and Qiao Ying were left on the No. 1 platform, Chen Kaige and the white-clothed women of Beichenzong were left on the No. 2 platform, Yang Rui, Mao Yulan and Xiao He on the No. 3 platform won without a fight, and the four children of Lin Zichong and Mao Junfeng on the No. 4 platform were clear at a glance.
The draw in the second round was more arbitrary, with ten people left on the field, removing one No. 4 platform and three platforms, and only two people were left in each martial arts platform at most.
However, what is surprising is that in the second round of the draw, Yang Rui met the woman in white from Beichen Sect, Chen Kaige, Xiao He and Siwa won the No. 2 Wutai, and Yang Meng, Qiao Ying, Lin Zichong, and Mao Junfeng were drawn to the No. 3 platform at the same time For a while, this unlucky luck made everyone slightly stunned.
Yang Rui sighed faintly, he and the woman in white were on the No. 1 stage, and the two could have advanced at the same time without a fight, but both of them chose to fight: