"Replace sword with firewood?"

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this, then smiled: "That's a good idea."

"snort."

Zuo Qiji snorted coldly and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and collect firewood, and compete with me!"

Qin Feng touched his nose, but there was no trace of it. He bent down and picked up the wood at his feet.

Boom boom boom! Immediately, several Zuo family disciples who were following Zuo Qiji consciously took a few steps back and put enough distance between themselves and Zuo Qiji.

Zoe Yingzi also stepped back slightly to give Qin Feng enough room to play.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became solemn.

Qin Feng stood calmly. The oncoming night wind made his short hair tremble, and his slightly evil smile looked playful and carefree.

Zuo Qiji, on the other hand, had a gloomy face and his piercing eyes stared at Qin Feng, holding the firewood tightly in his hand, ready to attack at any time.

All the disciples of the Zuo family were excited and looked at Qin Feng with eyes full of ridicule and sarcasm. They were extremely confident that Zuo Qiji would win.

A disciple of the Zuo family even taunted directly: "Qin Feng, give up! Ever since you gave up the speed competition with my eldest son, you have completely lost the chance to win. The following sword moves and Qigong competitions are all...

It’s a drama without any suspense, why don’t we just surrender?”

"Hahaha, that's right! Instead of wasting time and humiliating yourself, admit defeat directly and save yourself some physical pain!"

"My eldest son's swordsmanship is among the top three among the younger generation of Yinlong. Why are you kidding me?

Even if you don't use Qigong, you have no chance of winning!"

"..." There were shouts one after another.

Qin Feng didn't care at all.

Zoe Yingzi felt very uncomfortable when she heard this, because the current atmosphere made her feel that Qin Feng was even a little lonely.

Pursing her lips, Zoe Yingzi, who had always been quiet, said with a blushing face: "Stop talking nonsense here, my brother Feng is invincible in the world when it comes to swordsmanship!"

Such a discordant voice suddenly appeared, and the children of the Zuo family were startled.

Then the war of words began.

A disciple of the Zuo family: "That's nonsense. Even the young and old in my family dare not say that they are invincible in swordsmanship. How can Qin Feng?

Beauty, don’t be too blindly confident!”

Zoe Sakurako: "Brother Feng is invincible and unique in the world!"

Disciples of the Zuo family: "The eldest young man of my family will definitely win!"

Zoe Sakurako: "Brother Feng will win!"

Four or five disciples of the Zuo family vs. Zoe Sakurako. Both sides were blushing and started a shouting battle in one breath.

Qin Feng and Zuo Qiji in the field finally made some movement.

To be precise, Zuo Qiji should have launched the offensive.

He confidently blocked the power of Qigong, held a fine piece of firewood, and sprinted towards Qin Feng with flying speed. The speed was very fast and the momentum was overwhelming! A strong sword intent spurted out from his body, even if there was no

The blessing of Qigong also makes people feel sharp and terrifying, as if the breeze around them is as dangerous as a sharp sword.

Qin Feng stood motionless on the spot, quietly watching Zuo Qiji rushing towards him, his eyes narrowed, and the corner of his mouth curled up into something that looked like a smile but not a smile.

It has to be said that in addition to Zuo Qiji's powerful Qigong, his physical qualities are also very solid and amazing.

In a flash of lightning, Zuo Qiji rushed in front of Qin Feng.

"Boy, look at the sword!!"

Zuo Qiji gave a cold shout, and the thin wood in his hand was like a shocking sword, carrying frightening sword energy and sharpness, and stabbed straight towards Qin Feng.

Nothing fancy, but refined and sophisticated.

If this sword was a real sword held in Zuo Qiji's hand, the killing power would be terrifying. Even if it was just a thin piece of firewood, the strong wind coming towards him would make Qin Feng a little surprised.

This man's attainments in swordsmanship are truly extraordinary, and his confidence is not groundless.

However, in front of Qin Feng, he still looked a little immature.

Qin Feng slowly raised the firewood in his hand and moved it with his fingers. The firewood suddenly struck out like an agile and fierce poisonous snake.

Bang! Before Zuo Qiji could hurt Qin Feng, the thin firewood in Qin Feng's hand was the first to hit the back of Zuo Qiji's hand. A blood-red scar appeared directly on the back of his hand.

Zuo Qiji's face changed in shock.

But before he could cry out in pain, Qin Feng suddenly changed his moves, leaning slightly to avoid the impact of his thin firewood. At the same time, the thin firewood in Qin Feng's hand did not delay the counterattack at all.

Bang! The tip of the thin stick hit Zuo Qiji's heart without any warning. A crisp sound spread out, and the dark energy hidden in the thin stick erupted instantly.

"snort!"

Zuo Qiji's face darkened, and a painful groan came from his throat. His tall and burly figure immediately lost his balance, and he stepped back more than ten steps before struggling to steady his steps.

Suddenly, the air around him solidified.

Every one of the Zuo family members was dumbfounded.

The one who was repulsed was actually their eldest son?

But Qin Feng, on the other hand, still stood motionless, unscathed?

Is this...is this a mistake?

Zoe Yingzi was overjoyed when she saw this, and cheered proudly: "Brother Feng is great!"

Zuo Qiji's face was filled with embarrassment, and he felt the burning tingling sensation on the back of his hands and heart. He knew very well that if he had been in actual combat just now, I'm afraid he would have died under Qin Feng's sword! He lost! He had always thought that

Ao's swordsmanship, without the blessing of Qigong, was defeated by Qin Feng! There is no suspense, no doubt.

Omen! Although this is still unbelievable in retrospect, it is a fact. In terms of swordsmanship, he is a younger brother in front of Qin Feng!! But when Qin Feng looked at the red-eared and grinning Zuo Qiji, he was Wan

Er smiled: "You just lost because of your carelessness, I will give you a chance to start over."

"If you lose, you lose. I don't need it!"

The corner of Zuo Qiji's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "You won the sword fighting competition, but I want to challenge you again. No matter whether I win or lose, it will have no impact on our competition tonight!"

Zuo Qiji is a competitive person.

He lost in the sword fighting competition just now, and he will not default on his debt. Even though Qin Feng gave him a chance... he will try to win it back.

This has nothing to do with Zhao Qianqian, it's just that he is competitive and he doesn't accept it.

Qin Feng shrugged, not caring: "Okay, then you have to be well prepared this time."

Qin Feng still looked very calm.

Zuo Qiji rubbed his chest and his face became serious.

He stared at Qin Feng from a distance, and suddenly narrowed his eyes. His figure was like a leopard, and his sword energy was like a tide, and he rushed towards Qin Feng again.

This time, he obviously showed real skill and used his most powerful sword moves without any carelessness.

Zuo Qiji came to Qin Feng again and shouted: "Sunset Sword Technique!!"

The sword shadows were chaotic and overwhelming, almost blocking all Qin Feng's escape routes.

Qin Feng lowered his eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.

He flicked his wrist and muttered: "Too slow, too slow, still too slow!"

While Qin Feng was speaking, there was another voice that kept ringing in the air.

Bang bang bang! Every sound made Zuo Qi grin in pain.
Chapter completed!