"Who do you think will win in the end?"
"I think it's Feng Xinglan!"
"All eight members of the Fengyun team are here. Will they join forces to defeat Nangong Junze and the others first?"
"I think the Fengyun team should be eliminated first and then fight among themselves! There's a 98% chance that they will join forces to deal with Nangong Junze and the others!"
"Nangong Junze, Jing Zhan, and Dongfang Jingyu are quite powerful. If it weren't for the Fengyun team, at least one of them would have made it into the top three. What a pity..."
"It seems that Team Fengyun is bullying the weak with their numbers!"
"Let's take a look first, don't jump to conclusions so quickly."
There are many different opinions.
The five vice presidents are also discussing the matter.
Nan Batian obviously shared the same thoughts as everyone else, thinking that Team Fengyun would join forces to deal with Nangong Junze and the others first. He looked a little regretful, "The eleven people on the stage are all to my liking."
Jun Fang: "You don't want to take them all as your apprentices, do you?"
"That's not the case. There are a few who are obviously more talented. How can I delay them!" Nan Batian shook his head.
The people he was referring to were Yu Qiu, Yan Chen, and Dongfang Jingyu.
He could tell that Yu Qiu and Yan Chen were just here to join in the fun!
As for Dongfang Jingyu, it is a little hard to understand him.
Gu Wulan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are a connoisseur!"
No matter what others say, Yu Qiu must be his apprentice!
Xiao Xumo: "Let's take a look first."
On the ring.
The eleven people looked at each other.
No one moved first.
Jing Zhan, however, had a proud expression on his face as he asked with a smile, "Do you, the Fengyun team, want to team up to deal with the three of us?"
"Then let's go together." Nangong Junze said with a slightly gloomy look.
Dongfang Jingyu raised his eyes slightly.
The handsome young boy with his braids tied into a high ponytail widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Who said that our Fengyun team is bullying the weak with their numbers?!"
Yu Qiu curled his lips in a devilish way, "There's no Fengyun team on this stage. We're all fighting on our own!"
"Well said!"
Mo Jing tilted his head and smiled, then summoned a big knife and slung it lazily over his shoulder, looking both bandit-like and nonchalant.
Yun Zheng retracted her spear.
She looked around at them, a small smile on her lips, "I look forward to fighting you!"
Feng Xinglan had no expression on his face and said coldly, "Come on."
Not only were the people present stunned, but even Nangong Junze, Jing Zhan and others showed surprised expressions.
They were a little bit skeptical at first, but what happened next made them believe it completely.
Feng Xinglan went straight for Yun Zheng and used his ultimate move right at the start. It seemed as if Yun Zheng and he had some deep hatred.
One sword blade after another kept attacking Yun Zheng!
Yun Zheng also summoned a beautiful silver sword to block the attack.
However, Feng Xinglan is obviously stronger than Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was beaten back repeatedly, and her white courtyard dress was hit by the sword blade, and bright blood flowed from her arm.
Everyone was shocked. Aren’t they the same team?
Why are you hitting so hard?
Not only the disciples were confused, but even the mentors, elders and vice-presidents were confused.
'Sizzle'
Yun Zheng's back was slashed by a sword. Although the wound was not deep enough to see the bone, it was still a serious injury.
This thought emerged in everyone's mind: it is really courageous to dare to be a teammate with Feng Xinglan, and he is being used as a target every minute!
Nangong Junze and the others were also stunned.
At this time, Mo Jing quietly attacked Yun Zheng from behind with a big knife!
Everyone gasped.
How much do you hate Yun Zheng?!
Yun Zheng dodged sideways and avoided Mo Jing's attack.
Zhongli Wuyuan also joined the battle. He was not in the same group with anyone, but was the enemy of everyone!
"You didn't even wait for me!" Yu Qiu quickly summoned Iron Fan, jumped in, and joined the battle circle.
Immediately, Nangong Qingqing and others also joined the battle.
In an instant, everyone saw the Fengyun team fighting in a mess!
It seems that they showed no mercy!
The solid arena was broken into several cracks and holes by them!
The degree of its fierceness is really impressive!
They all had scars on their bodies, and each one looked like a fighting madman!
Someone swallowed and said, "Are they in the same team? It looks like they have a big grudge!"
"Could it be that they've been holding onto a grudge for a long time, so they're venting it out in this freshman competition?"
"Is there a fight going on?"
"I have to say, this is the most intense melee I've ever seen!"
“…”
Nangong Junze was stunned for a moment, but didn't want to just stand there, so he looked at Jing Zhan and joined the battle.
Dongfang Jingyu raised his eyes, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand, following closely behind.
When the three of them entered the battle circle, they found that various powerful forces in the battle circle were intertwined, making people feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
Jing Zhan faced Mo Jing.
Dongfang Jingyu faced Zhongli Wuyuan.
Nangong Junze chose Feng Xinglan as his opponent to fight with him. After all, both of them were princes of superpowers, with similar status and strength.
But when he fought with Feng Xinglan, he found out how sharp and crazy Feng Xinglan's swordsmanship and sword intent were. It was so fast, fierce and accurate, leaving no room for maneuver.
Nangong Junze was caught off guard and stabbed in the wrist. His expression became much more serious and solemn. Feng Xinglan's strength was several times stronger than he had imagined.
The eleven players fought each other, occasionally changing opponents.
Having a lot of fun fighting.
Of course, this only applies to the Fengyun team.
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