Chenfeng looked ugly, but he didn't say anything. He had expected it to be a match for Si Yuekong, but he didn't expect it to be so miserable when he asked.

The talent of asking for a few is not bad. If you ask a few is at the same level as Siyuekong, you may not be Siyuekong's opponent.

After seeing the failure of the question, Chenfeng was ready to go. At the moment when the question was teleported out, Chenfeng was also teleported in.

Entering the forest, Chenfeng came directly to the central area. His strength was still his own strength and he did not return to his previous life.

After Chenfeng and Yinjue reached a cooperation, they found the official game to explain that there was a bug in their account of the Battle Network system.

Although Zhanwang doesn't believe it very much, he still tailored a new account for them. This account is purely modified with data and is not imported from the soul.

If there is a bug in one person, the official of Zhanwang may still doubt it, but both of them are like this, and the official thinks that there may be a bug in the premise that the Battle Network system is not popular.

Morning breeze stood in the middle of the forest, surrounded by dilapidated trees, shouting to himself: "You are very strong, and I am very surprised..."

"Hehe..." In the void, Si Yuekong looked at Chenfeng excitedly, looking for the right time to take action.

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "Do you want to find an opportunity to take action? The magic you defeated in the end is very expensive, right? With your strength, you can defeat him with a smaller consumption. You are so young."

Lurking like the moon, a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead, his face still had a smile on his face, and he said to himself: "Hey, hey, it's too strong. Wherever you stand, your whole body is full of flaws, and there is no flaw at all..."

"Since you don't want to come out, I'll try to find you out!" Chen Feng said lightly.

He stomped the ground with his right foot. With his right foot as the center, a huge gust of wind swept up in a circular manner, sweeping across the earth and spreading around.

Wow—

Si Yuekong's pupils shrank slightly: "No difference attack..."

Then he jumped, jumped to a higher place, with a smug smile on his face, as if he said, "This is useless to me at all."

"Yeah?"

Chen Feng's figure appeared like a ghost, behind Si Yuekong in the sky, as if he had seen through his thoughts and answered him.

Si Yuekong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked.

Chenfeng hit the neck of Yuekong with a hand, and the body of Yuekong fell straight from the sky with a swish.

boom--

It fell on the ground and exploded a huge pit.

The morning breeze landed from the high altitude, went to the deep pit, and looked down.

"oh?"

The moon is not in the pit, and the morning breeze is slightly surprised.

"Behind you!"

While Chen Feng was looking at the deep pit, Si Yuekong appeared behind Chen Feng in an instant. Chen Feng's pupils also shrank, Si Yuekong stabbed a dagger.

clang--

With a swish, the dagger stabbed out, but did not stab Chenfeng, but a golden light film. With a clang, the huge recoil force shook like Yuekong's whole body stiffened for a while.

The stiffness was only less than a second, but it was enough for Chenfeng. He turned around and punched the chest of Yuekong.

vomit--

Siyuekong was arched by the punch, spitting out saliva, almost squeezed out his eyes, and then he fell down like a pool of soft mud.

Looking down at the sensation of the Moonkong, Chen Feng said lightly: "The holy barrier, intermediate magic, can be released within ten minutes, instantly, and can withstand any non-sustaining damage attack."

After hearing this, Siyuekong's face changed and was teleported out with a feeling of reluctance on his face.

Only Yin Jue noticed that Chen Feng was actually a first-level magician. It turned out that he was hiding his strength before.

Like Chenfeng, he walked out of Ragnarok's dusk. Chenfeng's strength in his previous life was even better than him. He had no advantage over Chenfeng, let alone Chenfeng, a first-level magician. He was just a level four-level magician.

After Siyuekong was teleported out, Yin Jue was teleported in.

Judge Yi Xue said: "Siyuekong can use two magic tricks after 1v2, and the record is already amazing. This is extremely rare in the semi-finals in history."

Cai Dazui also agreed with this statement and nodded: "Then it depends on the showdown between Yin Jue and Chen Feng. To be honest, Yin Jue's winning chance may be bigger, not to mention that there is a sword at the back. There is no one in the Angel Wings next. It's very lingering to advance to the finals!"

After entering the forest, Yin Jue did not hide, but imagined his own methods. Since participating in the competition, his trump cards have almost been used up.

In the audience, a man covered in tight bodies was watching the game without blinking. This person was Bing Xin who had already withdrawn from the competition.

Under the black robe, Bing Xin stared at the big screen with thoughts in her heart: "That person can never be Yue Qing. If that person is a participant in this game, the greatest possibility is Chenfeng or Yin Jue."

When Bing Xin thought of this, she instantly thought of Ying Xue Wuhen, but she still shook her head and rejected him.

"If necessary, you can only use that..."

Yin Jue remembered the monster in his second magic source. He was really unwilling to use it until the moment of life and death.

Chenfeng slowly walked out from the other side of the forest, looked at Yin Jue, and said lightly: "This is the first showdown in our two lives."

Yin Jue nodded without saying anything, thinking about the way to break the deadlock in his heart.

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "I originally didn't want to take advantage of you, but if I guessed correctly, there should be two sources of magic in your body, right?"

Yin Jue's pupils shrank and he felt relieved immediately.

No matter who sees his magic power, it is abnormal. If you guess a little, you can usually guess it, let alone the person who guesses is the Holy Magician of Glory. If you can't tell, there is really a problem.

Seeing Yin Jue's expression, Chen Feng understood and said, "The two magic sources, the fourth-level magicians are completely comparable to the eighth-level magicians. Using two monsters, the ninth-level magician is not your opponent. The first-level magician you are looking for is also difficult to defeat you, so I am not a good player."

"Haha." Yin Jue smiled: "I want to take advantage of it, but I have never seen such a shameless person."

Chen Feng was stunned at first when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "I didn't expect you would also say trash words."

Yin Jue smiled and shook his head, saying, "Why don't we play a game?"

Chenfeng wondered, "What game?"

Yin Jue said: "A game that guesses the opponent's monster's ability."

Morning breeze smiled playfully and responded with a heavy and powerful voice.

"good!"
Chapter completed!