Chapter 1232: Team Fengyun Competition 12

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feiran's other fist also hit Gu Feihong's other face.

At the same time, he kicked Gu Feihong off the arena.

However, Ye Feiran didn't use much strength.

A small part of the reason was because Yan Zheng had a good impression of Gu Feihong.

Another large part of the reason was naturally because he had learned a lot from Gu Feihong and Gu Feixue.

This scene happened too quickly, and Gu Feihong didn't react at all.

He fell to the ground, still looking confused.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly thought of one thing, in fact, Ye Feiran could defeat him in a short time, but she didn't.

This is probably to save some face for him, the captain of Fengyun Team 1!

Thinking of this, Gu Feihong looked at Ye Feiran with a look of gratitude.

Ye Feiran: "???"

Uh... what's the matter with this grateful look? It made her a little embarrassed.

"Hehe... Ranran, is this the legendary being sold and still helping others count money?"

The mutant Nine-Leaf Red Branch, which had been wrapped around Ye Feiran in a transparent state, couldn't help but joked.

Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, and he coughed lightly, "Ahem... Little Mengzi, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Hearing this, the mutant Nine-Leaf Red Branch laughed even more happily, "Hahaha..."

On the other side, the Fiery Fire Lion was about to launch a big attack, but was immediately swept off the arena by the powerful tail of the Ice Soul God Snake.

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

The Ice Soul God Snake was not as gentle as Ye Feiran, and its tail swept the Fiery Fire Lion so that it couldn't stand up for a short time.

At this time, the Fiery Fire Lion also knew that it was no match for the Ice Soul God Snake, so it gave up struggling and lay on the ground waiting for its strength to recover.

"Gu Feihong vs. Ye Feiran, Ye Feiran wins!" The presiding elder immediately announced, his voice louder than ever before.

Seeing this, Zheng Zongyao, who had already looked very unhappy because Gu Feihong lost the competition, now looked even uglier, like constipation.

Gu Feihong also lost, and their Fengyun Team 1 had lost six games in a row.

Moreover, in the next two competitions, one of them was known to be lost without even having to compete.

Ye Shiman and Lan Mingwei, who were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, were no match for Yun Chen, who was at the middle stage of the Out-of-Body stage.

Lan Mingwei naturally thought of this, and prayed in her heart that her opponent was not Yun Chen.

She didn't want to be killed instantly, nor did she want to admit defeat voluntarily, which was a shameful thing.

Thinking of this, she walked in front of Zheng Zongyao and said with courage, "Teacher Zheng, let me fight with Nalan Weiran."

Zheng Zongyao looked at Lan Mingwei and didn't speak for a long time, which made Lan Mingwei's scalp numb.

"Teacher Zheng, Teacher Zheng..."

"I think Shiman has a greater chance of beating Nalan Weiran, she is a Shinto musician." Zheng Zongyao said.

Hearing this, Lan Mingwei suddenly became anxious. She saw Qin Qiu from the corner of her eyes, and suddenly she said, "Ye Feiran's level of Kagura must be good. Ordinary sound attack may not have much impact on the Fengyun Team 3."

Ordinary sound attack?

At this time, Ye Shiman knew that Lan Mingwei thought of her Kagura level in this way.

However, she just glanced at Lan Mingwei, without dwelling on this matter, but reminded expressionlessly, "Can we choose our opponents?"

Lan Mingwei was choked for a moment, she forgot this.

Zheng Zongyao glanced at Yun Chen and Nalan Weiran, and then said, "Shiman, you go first!"

"Yes!"

Ye Shiman responded respectfully, but she did not immediately go to the arena. Instead, she hesitated and asked, "Teacher Zheng, if my opponent is Yun Chen, can I admit defeat directly?"

She could still challenge a normal early stage of out-of-body, but Yun Chen was not only not in the early stage of out-of-body, but also in the unusual middle stage of out-of-body, and it is estimated that he could kill her in one move.

In her opinion, in the face of absolute strength, it is much better to admit defeat than to be killed instantly.

Hearing this, Zheng Zongyao frowned for a moment, but thinking of the team battle later, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay!"

Hearing this, Lan Mingwei on the side naturally despised Ye Shiman, but she also prayed in her heart that Ye Shiman's opponent was Yun Chen.

When Zheng Zongyao and the others were discussing, Ye Feiran and the others were also discussing, but their discussion was much faster.

"Xiao Ranzi, do you have the confidence to defeat Lan Mingwei?" Ye Feiran raised an eyebrow and asked.

Although Ye Shiman and Lan Mingwei are both at the peak of the Nascent Soul, as the young master of the Lan family, Lan Mingwei's strength is naturally stronger than Ye Shiman.

Logically, Yun Chen should be allowed to deal with Lan Mingwei, but Ye Feiran doesn't want to let Lan Mingwei go so easily, and Yun Chen, who is in the middle stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, beating her seriously will affect his reputation, so Nalan Weiran is the best candidate.

Nalan Weiran did not answer Ye Feiran immediately, but looked at Yan Zheng and asked, "Teacher Yan, what trump card does the Lan family have?"

"Don't worry, your strength is enough to defeat Lan Mingwei." Yan Zheng stroked his beard and said.

Nalan Weiran nodded, "Little Ye, then I have the confidence to defeat Lan Mingwei, how do you want me to fight?"

Hearing this, Ye Feiran smiled and said with a light sigh, "Tsk, now I can't hide anything I think in my heart from you."

Nalan Weiran and the others looked at each other and laughed.

They couldn't see such an obvious thing, that means they were blind.

So, Ye Feiran whispered in Nalan Weiran's ear for a long time.

At this time, Ye Shiman also walked onto the arena.

As soon as she stood still, Yun Chen walked towards the arena.

Seeing that it was Yun Chen, Ye Shiman's expression did not change, while Lan Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes and looked at Nalan Weiran, thinking about how to deal with him.

"Ye Shiman vs. Yun Chen, the competition begins!"

As soon as the presiding elder's voice fell, Ye Shiman immediately said, "I admit defeat!"

Hearing this, everyone was surprised at first, and then they looked as if they were expected.

"I never thought that one day I would see someone from Fengyun Team 1 voluntarily admit defeat."

"If I were Ye Shiman, I would also take the initiative to admit defeat. Yun Chen is too strong!"

Listening to the discussions around her and watching their expressions change, Lan Mingwei regretted it.

If she had known that everyone understood, she would have gone on stage.

Going on stage last was stressful enough, and now in this situation, Lan Mingwei's pressure is even greater.

Although Zheng Zongyao was angry about Lan Mingwei's previous behavior, she was indeed talented. He took a deep breath and said with some difficulty, "Mingwei, just do your best!"

Lan Mingwei was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Yes!"

Now she didn't dare to speak wildly, otherwise it would hurt to be slapped in the face later.

After the presiding elder announced the result, Lan Mingwei and Nalan Weiran, who were the last to play, walked onto the competition stage at the same time.

"The last individual battle, Lan Mingwei vs. Nalan Weiran, the competition begins!"

The presiding elder deliberately said the first sentence, which made Zheng Zongyao's face, which had just eased a little, darken again.

This letter must be intentional. Let's see how he will deal with him when he finds a chance in the future, hum!

On the competition stage, Lan Mingwei flashed and turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards Nalan Weiran.

The reason why Lan Mingwei was so fast was naturally because her spiritual power was of wind attribute.

At the same time, the long sword had appeared in her hand at some point, and the tip of the sword was also Nalan Weiran's vital point.

Just as the tip of her sword was about to pierce Nalan Weiran's vital point, Nalan Weiran's figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had vanished out of thin air!

Seeing this, Lan Mingwei frowned and subconsciously asked in confusion, "Where is he?"