Chapter 2772: Ichijo Tsujishita

Withdrawing the kicked leg, Zhang Yifeng looked at Huang Longzong leader who fell under the ring and convulsed in pain, his eyes cold and terrifying.
Turning his head, Zhang Yifeng glanced at the three remaining disciples of Huang Longzong.
The three disciples looked at each other, and after gritting their teeth, another disciple came out.
The result was obvious that the disciple who was pushed out by them was kicked down by Zhang Yifeng with the same action and pressed against the leader of Huang Longzong.
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng's strength was real, the remaining two did not fight at all, and directly raised their hands to signal surrender.
Who would dare to go up and faint with a kick. Who can stand it.
In this way, Jade Sword Sect easily won the battle.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng leading people down from the ring, the monks on the sidelines looked at Zhang Yifeng with disbelief.
"It seems that I don't know Taishan anymore. I didn't expect this Jade Sword Sect leader to be so strong."
"Indeed, where is he who has gotten mad? It's me who got mad."
Several monks who had just spoken to humiliate Zhang Yifeng loudest, now said with their heads down and a face of shame.
The end of this game is not the end, and then Zhang Yifeng will lead another game to win the qualification to enter the top sixteen.
Although there are not many sects participating in this Wuhui, it is still necessary to rely on the battle to determine the ownership of the top 16 places.
"Look, it's the battle of Tassel Sword Sect!"
The crowd suddenly exclaimed, at this time it happened to be the battle of Tassel Jianzong. It's just a little sect who is fighting against it.
"The luck of this school is too bad! It actually played against Tassel Sword Sect. Hey."
The first one to step onto the stage of Tassel Jianzong was Zihuang.
After Zihuang took the stage, he looked at Zhang Yifeng unexpectedly, and after nodding to Zhang Yifeng, he walked to his position.
Next to the stage was a woman with a delicate face and a graceful posture. It was one of the people Zhang Yifeng was about to take away this time, Duan Muyue.
Duanmuyue seemed to feel Zhang Yifeng's gaze. When she found that Zhang Yifeng's gaze had been locked on her body, Duanmuyue showed a look of disgust.
After poking at Zhang Yifeng, he quickly followed Zihuang and quietly said something in Zihuang's ear.
Zihuang frowned as soon as he heard it, and his gaze at Zhang Yifeng also became uncomfortable.
Zhang Yifeng also looked helpless when he saw this. How could this make him look like a gentle beast?
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng simply stopped looking at the two of them, but closed his eyes and meditated.
Needless to say the ending of this battle, Tassel Jianzong easily won the battle.
Time gradually passed, and finally the first round of the match ended. The original sixteen names were added, and two more sects were added.
At this time, the two extra sects had to choose two of the top sixteen teams to challenge.
The two extra teams are from two major sects, and their strength cannot be described in general.
Among the sixteen teams, except for individual sects, the other teams were all worried.
In the end, these two sects made a choice separately, and one chose a small sect as the challenge target.
Another unsurprising choice was the Jade Sword Sect where Zhang Yifeng was located as the challenge target.
Seeing the rejoicing expression on the opposite side, Zhang Yifeng just smiled slightly, his eyes indifferent.
"Have you really decided to choose us? I remember it should be possible to choose again."
Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came.
But he kindly persuaded him and was regarded as fear by the other party.
"Haha, I will choose your Jade Sword Sect, so what? Your sect is low in strength and deserves to be swept away!"
"Yeah, even if your personal strength is strong enough, the four of us will take turns and we will always defeat you. Then, how can the rest of us take care of us?"
The leader of this sect really understood with his wishful thinking, and Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but nodded slightly.
"Indeed, indeed, then we will see the real chapter under our hands."
He shook his head helplessly. Since he didn't choose a way out for the other party, don't blame Zhang Yifeng for not being affectionate.
"Hmph, I'll wait and see!"
Soon, another battle ended, and the challenged Zongmen won the victory.
Xiao Zongmen, who had finally gotten the chance to qualify, could only leave the venue sadly.
I thought that this line would have won at least the top 16 but I didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to get out of the way and take their place.
On Zhang Yifeng's side, the sect leader on the opposite side looked even more presumptuous, as if it was not someone else who won, it was him.
"I persuade you to surrender as soon as possible. You finally got the top sixteen by luck. Wouldn't it be too shame to be beaten down?"
The leader of the opposite Zongmen looked at Zhang Yifeng with sarcasm, and began to persuade Zhang Yifeng to surrender.
"Too much nonsense."
Zhang Yifeng returned him with only five fluttering words, and closed his eyes and waited quietly.
"you!"
Seeing Zhang Yifeng indifferently rejecting himself, the sect leader immediately glared with anger, and a flame named anger rose in his eyes.
"Good, good, then I will let you know what the difference in strength is today!"
Angrily, this sect leader also followed Zhang Yifeng in a decent way, holding his arms and closing his eyes and began to wait.
Finally, it was Zhang Yifeng's turn to take the stage for a duel, and Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes and stepped onto the ring.
He pressed his hands on the people behind him, signaled them not to go up, and Zhang Yifeng prepared to clean up the four people on the opposite side by himself.
Since the other party wanted to fight with him, Zhang Yifeng would satisfy them.
"Boy, I'm so courageous, but you don't know there is a saying that you can't pretend to be without strength?"
The captain of the opposite Zongmen watched Zhang Yifeng enter the ring alone, with even more anger in his eyes.
"What are you doing with so much nonsense, do it now."
Zhang Yifeng held his hands behind his back, looking at the world.
The leader of the opposite sect frowned upon seeing this, and after a cold snort, he pointed his finger at the monk at the back of the team.
"You, go up and try his strength, if you seize the opportunity to directly crippled him!"
With a whisper in the ear of the opponent, the team leader patted the opponent's shoulder vigorously.
"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely teach this kid well!"
With a relieved gesture to the leader, this disciple stepped onto the ring and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was holding his hands behind his back and motionless, with a coldness in his eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, he flew directly to Zhang Yifeng's side, and two plum thorns appeared in his hands, piercing towards Zhang Yifeng's abdomen and heart.
Zhang Yifeng didn't even bother to look at him for this insidious trick, but looked at the sky, revealing an invincible aura.