639: C639 one disk of scattered sand

C639 one disk of scattered sand

2Martial Arts Practice Field.

Meng Yifan came to face Qin Feng with a very complicated look in his eyes.

But looking at the situation, it was obviously extremely foolish to fight against Qin Feng head on.

To be exact, Meng Yifan did not want to anger Qin Feng at all.

"Is senior brother Meng planning on practicing?" "Then I'll have to go all the way."

Qin Feng smiled lightly.

In Meng Yifan's eyes, there was no killing intent. It was clear that this battle would not be too intense.

They were all just putting on an act, with no one knowing what was going on.

"Soul Shifting Cones!"

Meng Yifan suddenly shouted loudly.

He flicked his finger and a ray of dim light shot out explosively, piercing through the layers of space and piercing towards Qin Feng's heart.

"Retreat."

Qin Feng's pike shook, and with a clang, it deflected the scarlet light.

Meng Yifan was an elite of the House of the Soul. He trained in many powerful soul arts, and this "Soul Shifting Awl" was one of them.

Once one was hit by the "Soul Shifting Awl," their Soul aperture would be sealed.

With his Soul aperture sealed, he would not be able to use the soul power and use his primordial spirit.

However, Qin Feng did not have a primordial spirit in the first place, so even if his Soul aperture was sealed, it wouldn't have much of an impact.

It was unknown if it was done on purpose or not, but although Meng Yifan's move looked dangerous, it was actually not a threat at all.

"Old Monarch Fan, Buried Dragon Spear, kill!"

Qin Feng roared like thunder.

The pike s on his right hand shot out, and the feathers on his left hand flapped with the wind. The two great treasures released their might at the same time, displaying a lethality that caused one's heart to palpitate.

The sun fire did not dissipate and turned into a flame cage, enveloping Meng Yifan.

The spear light was like a dragon, unstoppable as it pierced through everything in the world.

With the two major threats stacked together, Meng Yifan was also trapped in a small predicament.

In that moment of crisis, Meng Yifan's hands formed a seal, and the space in front of him started to ripple.

The sun fire flew into the air and disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

"Greater Teleportation?"

Qin Feng's mind moved.

Zhou Yixian had also trained in the Greater Teleportation before, so he had a very deep impression of it.

However, Meng Yifan's Greater Teleportation did not seem to have reached the mastery realm. Although it could move sun fire, it could not even move the spear light of a Buried Dragon Spear.

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

The spear light shot forward, shattering the soft armor on Meng Yifan's body.

Meng Yifan took a few large steps back, his face slightly pale.

"This …"

Seeing that, Yue Zixiao and the rest were all stunned.

If it was said that Fang Xu was forced to retreat, because he did not understand Qin Feng, then it would be really hard to understand why Meng Yifan was forced to retreat.

"This fellow is putting on an act. Damn it …"

Fang Xu was furious.

Although he couldn't be considered to be extremely intelligent, he was by no means an idiot. He could still see whether or not Meng Yifan was going all out.

Qin Feng and Fang Xu had lost a lot of True Origin after their battle.

Logically speaking, if Meng Yifan used his full power, he should not have a problem suppressing Qin Feng.

But looking at the situation, Meng Yifan was actually at a disadvantage, and the Idiot could already guess the reason.

"This guy really reserves his strength. He wants to fight for the championship in the internal selection three days from now. What a sinister fellow."

Fang Xu was now just a mute who was suffering greatly, and he was unable to voice his bitterness.

"Senior brother Meng, use your soul technique to attack him. Don't let him get too proud of himself."

Yue Zixiao was also worried.

He knew his own limits, and he knew that he definitely didn't have the qualifications to participate in the Hall Competition.

Therefore, regardless if it was Meng Yifan or Fang Xu, he did not care who obtained the Qualification for Hall Test.

Right now, the only thing he cared about was whether or not he could take revenge on Qin Feng.

Right now, Meng Yifan was cowering in fear. Even if he did not reveal his true abilities, Yue Zixiao would still be extremely dissatisfied.

"Elder Brother Meng, please teach this guy a lesson!"

Yue Zixiao could not wait any longer.

Meng Yifan sneered, "Junior Brother Yue, you speak so easily, why don't you teach this brat a lesson yourself?"

"I …"

Yue Zixiao was speechless.

He never thought that Meng Yifan would change his mind.

It was very obvious that for the sake of the Qualification for Hall Test and personal benefits, Meng Yifan had already destroyed the agreement on his own.

As long as he retained his strength, the internal selection three days later was certain.

For the Hall Competition, Meng Yifan did not hesitate.

Yue Zixiao's face flushed. Letting him fight Qin Feng, wouldn't that just be asking for a humiliation?

"Senior-apprentice Brother Fang, look at this …"

Yue Zixiao looked at Fang Xu for help.

Fang Xu's morale had plummeted, what could he do?

The two of them stared at each other. They were both angry and helpless.

Bang!

Just then, a loud sound came out from the competition grounds, a wave of Qi swept out, and Meng Yifan took this opportunity to retreat.

"The cultivation of the Junior Brother Qin is extraordinary, this is the end of today's sparring."

Meng Yifan cupped his hands.

"Haha, compared to senior brother Meng, I am far inferior. "Elder Brother Meng is powerful, and in three days' time, he will be able to take the top spot."

Qin Feng laughed again and again, purposely flattering his.

The more he flattered her, the uglier Meng Yifan's expression became.

Meng Yifan changing his mind on his own accord had already made Fang Xu, Yue Zixiao and the rest very unhappy.

Now, Qin Feng had purposely brought up the battle for the internal selection three days later, which undoubtedly pushed Meng Yifan to the heart of the struggle.

What would Fang Xu think?

What would Yue Zixiao think?

"Junior Brother Meng, you really know how to behave."

Fang Xu's face darkened.

Meng Yifan was a little guilty, he did not dare to look straight at the other, and only indifferently said: "If one does not take oneself, then heaven will kill and earth will be destroyed. I've already done my best for this plan. "

Finished, he did not linger and left the Martial Arts Practice Field.

"Pui!" False dirty people. "

Fang Xu spat.

In this plan, the one who benefited the most was undoubtedly Meng Yifan, which made Fang Xu, Yue Zixiao and the others extremely angry.

Qin Feng was the opposite of that. Whether he won or lost, it all depended on his own ability.

However, Meng Yifan was an ally and had taken advantage of everyone's resources to help him. Who wouldn't be angry at him?

"Seniors, is there anyone else who still needs training?"

Qin Feng held his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

Everyone avoided his gaze as far as he could see.

"It looks like no one will need a sparring partner. However, I also want to practice. Is there anyone willing to cooperate with me?"

Qin Feng laughed coldly as his gaze fell upon the other four alternate disciples.

"Ah?" "You, what do you mean by that?"

The substitute disciples were all shocked.2

"Seniors, Elder Yue is the one who informed me, today is the battle of substitutes, since that's the case, let's not dawdle!"

Qin Feng revealed a terrifying smile.

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