Chapter 59: Fourth round!

Chen Feng smiled lowly: "Uncle Master, don't worry, when Su Shaoyou's little dog used the talisman, I resisted most of it with the Fudo Mingwang Seal. It looked miserable, but the hands were not very heavy. Skin trauma."
Han Cong was relieved now.
Not long after returning to the residence, Han Yu'er also came back, chatting very excitedly.
Han Yuer also won.
The opponent was very strong, but Han Yuer had taken the Guyuan Pill, which was already firmly in the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow. Coupled with the exquisite whip technique, the newly obtained Wujin Vine Whip was extremely tough, and it hardly crushed the opponent to death.
The spike on the whip pierced the opponent with blood, which was terrible.
After the battle, Chen Feng recuperated for three days.
Bedoro leaf gold sutra is used to heal wounds with excellent results. Three days later, he had fully recovered, his true energy was full, and he was extremely powerful.
Of course, the price was that nearly a hundred middle-grade spirit stones were absorbed.
His current strength has grown to 11 thousand catties.
Not only that, after that battle, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of Fudo Mingwang Yin. Now he can increase the power of the Fudo Mingwang Seal from 13 thousand catties to 15 thousand catties at the cost of consuming twice the true energy of the normal Fudo Mingwang Seal.
In the fourth round, there were only forty disciples who participated in the Grand Competition.
There are still two rounds to decide the top ten disciples!
These ten disciples can enter the inner sect!
In the fourth round, Chen Feng's opponent was a well-known master in the outer door: Yang Mubai.
After the referee announced the start, Yang Mubai first gave Chen Feng his hand: "Junior Brother Chen's feat three days ago, I heard it and I admire it very much."
"I, Yang Mubai, came from a poor family and had a low status. From the beginning of entering the sect, I was bullied by those with a big background and powerful forces. I want to resist, but I dare not!"
"And you, Junior Brother Chen, did what I didn't dare to do! I admire it! People like you should enter the inner sect and practice the Supreme Dao! So..."
He jumped off the ring and smiled freely: "I gave up!"
Chen Feng was taken aback, but Yang Mubai would not expect Yang Mubai to give up directly.
He could see that Yang Mubai was a master at the Seventh Peak of the acquired day, and he was definitely the number one among the outer disciples. It's not that there is no effort.
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Brother Yang, you are a good and upright man."
In the stands, Han Cong stretched out his hand at Zhao Ruoxi and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, come on, take the bet!"
Zhao Ruoxi was stupid. After a long time, he yelled at Yang Mubai angrily: "You are still not Qian Yuanzong's disciple. Did you surrender like this without a fight? Bah! Shame!"
But in any case, the bet has to be given.
After Chen Feng left the field, Han Cong hurriedly pulled him to the side and said with a smile: "Feng'er, look at what I got for you."
With that, he handed the sword over.
Chen Feng took it in his hand, glanced at him suspiciously, and then drew his sword.
He immediately sighed: "Good sword!"
The sword is two and a half feet long. It is the shorter one in the long sword. It is extremely sharp, like a plume of autumn water. Under the sun, it seems that layers of complex and gorgeous flowers appear on the sword.
"This is the Qiu Shui Sword. It was originally the sabre of a senior in this sect. That senior passed the Qiu Shui Sword to Zhao Ruoxi before his death, and I have won it now."
"I know you are practicing swordsmanship recently, this sword will be given to you!"
Han Cong smiled.
Chen Feng nodded heavily without thanking him.
Given his relationship with Han Cong, this doesn't need to be the case.
The fifth round of 20-in-10 battle finally started.
The ring has been reduced to ten.
There is no doubt that the most eye-catching duel is the duel of Chen Feng in this arena!
This young man who broke into the Big Bi with the appearance of a dark horse, went all the way through the battle and entered the fifth round. As long as he complies with this round, he can become one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect!
Enjoy the glory and abundant resources.
After this round of battle is over, the Waizong Grand Competition is over, and the ten most outstanding Waizong disciples will have other arrangements.
The battle has not yet begun at this time.
The stands were actually full of elders, and there were dozens of them.
They were clearly divided into two factions. There were about a dozen people sitting next to Han Cong, all of whom had a good relationship with Yan Qingyu or had received Yan Qingyu's favor, and still missed their old love.
The other twenty or so, they all had a deep hatred with Yan Qingyu back then. This time they came to hope that Chen Feng would quickly lose.
These people are led by Zhao Ruoxi.
"I don't know if Chen Feng can continue his legend this time! The biggest attraction this year is him!"
"The strength he shows now is only Seventh Layer the day after tomorrow, but I guess he must have concealed a lot. Three days ago, he was able to retreat the elders with a palm of his hand, that is proof!"
"Yes! It is estimated that the worst of his strength is the eighth peak of the day after tomorrow! His disciple is so outstanding, and Brother Yan knows Quanxia and should be relieved."
The elders on Han Cong's side were all saying encouraging and positive words.
The elders next to Chen Feng were unanimously despised.