In fact, why did Feng Zhengdao fight hard before? In fact, only Feng Zhengdao can feel it alone.

On the surface, the monk in Tongmai stage seemed to be dodging left and right to avoid it, but in fact, Feng Zhengdao's attack was very open to him, and he had always maintained a space for counterattack. It was precisely because he was always limited by the counterattacks that he might make that Feng Zhengdao had to continue attacking again and again. This is the so-called rhythm, which is actually Feng Zhengdao was led by the monk.

And the current situation is exactly the opposite of what just now.

Feng Zhengdao obtained a speed comparable to that of a monk through unscrupulous spiritual power in a short period of time, and the pressure this speed brought to the monk was beyond the reach of before.

Some people may ask, why didn't the monk use this method of consuming spiritual power to increase his speed? The reason is that if he wants to continue in the preliminary round, there will be at least two or three games today. If he consumes too much spiritual power in this game, what should he do if he meets a monk in the Tongmai stage later?

Feng Zhengdao had no such concern. He had no hope for him to break through the preliminary round. Now his only thought was to let the annoying guy on the other side suffer a big loss in his hands. The two had different mentalities, so Feng Zhengdao could naturally use his spiritual power regardless of consumption.

And between the back and forth, the rhythm is now in Feng Zhengdao's hands.

No gaps.

No gaps.

Still no gaps.

The monk in Tongmai stage was slowly sweating from his head, "How is this possible? I couldn't find any room for counterattack in his attack. He was just a spirit-condensing stage, how could he make such a sharp attack?"

"Hey, the rhythm is different from what I just did." Luo Gan discovered this subtle difference in the audience.

"What, what rhythm? Isn't Senior Brother Feng pressing the monk to fight from beginning to end?" Ye Yuanjia asked in confusion.

Before Luo Gan explained, Yun Ze took the lead in complaining, "Suppress the ghost, Feng Zhengdao's reckless man was always led by others at the beginning. Those idiots actually thought he had the advantage, it's really..."

Luo Gan glanced at Yun Ze in surprise. He thought that Yun Ze's cultivation was so low and his disgust for combat should not understand these things, but he could even see this. It seemed that his junior brothers were really talented than the other.

"Your junior brother looks like he wants to win." Qin Guang also came over and sighed.

It can be seen that Qin Guang was also very surprised. The Spirit Condensation Stage defeated the Tongmai Stage. Does it mean that the cultivators of Qinglan Sect have any unknown cultivation methods? One or two are so strong.

Luo Gan just shook his head calmly, "No one can make a conclusion until the last moment. Besides, there is a Tongzhi opposite, so he may not be pressed and beaten by the righteous path."

"Come on, do you think I can't see it? This cultivator is only one lineage, and the gap between himself and the Condensing Spirit Stage is the smallest. In addition, the rhythm is now under the control of your junior brother. If he wants to win, his only chance is to force your junior brother's attack and fight with both losers. But look at the man's timid appearance, will he be able to make such a kind of person who will do whatever he wants?"

As Qin Guang said, under Feng Zhengdao's continuous attack, the rhythm on the field had fallen into Feng Zhengdao's hands without realizing it. The monk who opened the meridian could only be beaten passively, and if he wanted to break the deadlock, he could only fight with Feng Zhengdao head-on. However, neither of them had any protective magic weapons, and the physical gap between the Yizhi and the Spirit Condensing Stage was not very different. If he fought like this... Looking at the long black sword wrapped in murderous aura and spiritual power in Feng Zhengdao's hand, this monk really didn't have much confidence to win steadily.

One side is as powerful as a rainbow, the other side is passively beaten. The ending of such a game has long been destined, and all that is left is just some garbage time.

Unexpectedly, under the attack of Feng Zhengdao like a tide, the Tongmai monk was quickly caught in a mistake and then blasted out of the field.

As soon as the figure of the Tongmai monk fell from the ring, the referee of the Red Sword Sect said at a very time, "I announce that the winner of this competition is No. 137. Please leave the game and prepare for the next competition."

"I, I won?" Feng Zhengdao stood there incredibly and murmured to himself.

"Please leave the game and prepare for the next competition." Seeing Feng Zhengdao standing there blankly, the referee repeated it impatiently.

Feng Zhengdao then woke up, sued the referee and then stumbled down.

At this time, the people in the audience seemed to have reacted and made a sound like a tsunami.

"Brother, you're awesome."

"It's so good, so the cultivator of the Condensing Spirit Stage can also vent his anger. Let's see who dares to underestimate the opponents of the Condensing Spirit Stage in the future."

"Wow, no, that kid really won."

"Oh my God, this is the first time I have seen the Ningling Stage win the Tongmai Stage."

"Is the Tongmai period so weak? Isn't it acting? I think the Tongmai guy obviously has enough energy."

"It's all his fault that he underestimated the enemy and was greedy. If he had put the kid on the same level at the beginning, how could this happen? Later, he was reluctant to fight with that kid. Damn, I'm afraid, I won't be really hurt in the Nine-Turn Mirage Formation. Isn't it all done to crush him to death with your spiritual power level? It's really embarrassing to the Tongmai cultivator."

In fact, there are still many monks who see that Feng Zhengdao's victory is lucky, but the proportion of such people is not large. Even if they say it, others will feel that they are jealous.

"What's wrong, Zhengdao? Haven't you reacted yet?" Luo Gan shook his hand in front of Feng Zhengdao's face. The kid has been a little confused since he got down.

"Tsk, what's the point? Isn't it just that I'm lucky enough to win a monk in the Tongmai stage? Now I just ignore everyone." Yun Ze muttered in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I'm just thinking, why did I win?" Feng Zhengdao still looked a little confused.

"Senior Brother, look, he is still pretending." Yun Ze was angry. Damn, if you win, you still have to keep pretending, it's too much.

"No, I just wanted the monk to suffer a small loss and give him a long memory in the future. But I feel that I shouldn't win." Feng Zhengdao explained.

"This is experience." Qin Guang sighed, "Your opponent is obviously a beginner who only knows how to practice and never go out to fight. If it were me, even if I had only one lineage of cultivation, I would be sure to beat you out of the arena within twenty breaths."

"You compare yourself with my junior brother?" Luo Gan looked at Qin Guang with contempt, "How much combat experience do you have? How much combat experience do most of the monks in Kuraki City have? Can it be the same?"

"So, the monks in Kuraki Castle and even the Tianmu Domain are now living too comfortable. If there is any accident, it will bring them a devastating blow."
Chapter completed!