Chapter 403: Go Down One City First

"Hey! Since Lord Zhao Qifeng still has confidence in Beifeng, let's start this Shuangfeng Conference?" Hu Yang said with a smile, "Hey".

Hu Yang knew all about Beifeng's three candidates for the battle.

Lu Yong and Wen Yu are at the late stage of Dao Lingjing, and their strength is considered good. But in that section of the forest, only the middle stage of Dao Lingjing was cultivated. It can be said that Beifeng had already lost a round before the battle started.

At this moment, Hu Yang felt no pressure.

This year's Twin Peaks Conference, defeated Beifeng again. Then Nanfeng won three consecutive victories. Think about it, feel happy!

"Let's get started!" Zhao Qi said expressionlessly.

Procrastination is not an option. What should come, will always come.

"In the last Shuangfeng Conference, my Nanfeng defeated Beifeng. Then this time, I, Nanfeng, will suffer a huge loss. Let my students from Nanfeng come out first." Hu Yang looked extremely proud, "Bao Lei, you represent I, Nanfeng, will be the first to fight!"

Hu Yang said to Bao Lei standing behind him.

"Yes!" Bao Lei responded, turned around and flew off the high platform, landing on the square.

"My first student from Nanfeng has already entered the battle, Lord Zhao Qifeng, it's your turn to send someone from Beifeng to end!" Hu Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Qi.

"Lu Yong, you should be the first to fight!" Zhao Qi said to Lu Yong without responding to Hu Yang's words.

"Yes!" Lu Yong took the command, jumped off the high platform in response, and stood opposite Bao Lei.

Zhao Qi made Lu Yong the first to end, which was also after careful consideration. Lu Yong is the most powerful martial artist among Beifeng's students under the age of fifty. Let Lu Yong fight, the confidence is the greatest.

Of course, Zhao Qi knew that he would be the first to send Lu Yong out, which has advantages but also disadvantages. What about the next two matches?

But if you lose even the first game, then there is no need to compare the next two games.

Don't care about that much, let's talk about winning the first game!

"Master Zhao Qifeng, Lu Yong should be the strongest of the three of you in Beifeng, right? You sent Lu Yong out first, and what are you going to do in the next two matches?" Hu Yang said with a smile.

He also knows the three of them quite well, knowing that Lu Yong's strength is strong, and among the warriors in the late stage of Dao Lingjing, they are all considered first-class. Although Wen Yu from Beifeng is also at the late stage of Dao Lingjing, his strength is still a little behind that of Lu Yong.

"Peak Master Hu Yang, let's stop talking so much nonsense. I have the final say on the order of Beifeng's battle. You don't need to worry about this!" Zhao Qi glanced at Hu Yang and said.

"Haha... What Master Zhao Qifeng said is that I am troublesome! Well, let's start the battle!" Hu Yang said loudly with a haha.

On the high platform, the rest of the elders also looked at Lu Yong and Bao Lei. From time to time, someone whispered a few words. These elders also knew that Beifeng might be defeated again in the Twin Peaks Conference. Compared with Shuangfeng, Beifeng is indeed at a great disadvantage.

After a few breaths, the battle between Bao Lei and Lu Yong officially began.

Both of them held magic tools and quickly fought together. Warriors in the later stage of Dao Lingjing, every time they make a move, the momentum is extremely huge. Two kinds of martial arts halos swept across the space, making a terrifying sonic boom.

In that space, from time to time, black lines can be seen appearing.

In the crowd of Beifeng students, Jing Yan also watched the battle between the two intently. Both Lu Yong and Bao Lei are warriors in the late stage of the Dao Lingjing, and there is not much difference in strength between the two. To decide the winner, I am afraid it will take a long time.

"Senior brother Lu Yong is the most powerful student under the age of 50 on my North Peak. This battle, brother Lu Yong will definitely win!" A Beifeng student beside Jing Yan said in a low voice.

"But Bao Lei is not the strongest student under the age of 50 in Nanfeng. Even if senior brother Lu Yong defeats Bao Lei, our chances of winning in the next two battles at Beifeng are slim!" Another student shook his head and said.

"Master Peak Master's strategy is right! If we lose the first battle, then we can give up the next two battles. Winning the first battle will also inspire the fighting spirit of Senior Sister Wen Yu and Brother Wu Zhi!" One person analyzed.

"..."

"Look, Senior Brother Lu Yong is about to win, and Bao Lei will be unstoppable!" one person said excitedly.

Jing Yan's eyes moved slightly.

Lu Yong's strength is indeed higher than that of Bao Lei. The two fought for a cup of tea, and Bao Lei retreated steadily, and it seemed that she was about to be unable to resist. Perhaps Bao Lei is not inferior to Lu Yong in terms of martial arts attainments and magic weapons in her hands. But Bao Lei's vigor is obviously a level worse than Lu Yong's.

After fighting for a long time, Bao Lei's vitality could not be supplied. The martial arts that Bao Lei is displaying now is not as sharp and domineering as it was at the beginning. However, Lu Yong's martial arts are still open and closed, and he becomes more and more brave as he fights!

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, Bao Lei's body was finally sent flying.

By this time, Lu Yong still had no slack. Although Bao Lei was knocked into the air, she was still considered a loser. Lu Yong knew that in this kind of battle, if he could not give the opponent a chance, he would never give the opponent any chance. If he is careless now, it is hard to say what the consequences will eventually be.

After all, Bao Lei's strength is a little worse than his, but it's not much worse. Once Bao Lei was given a chance, he might be defeated. As a fighter with rich experience in fighting, Lu Yong is well aware of the dangers in the battle.

Bao Lei was sent flying ten meters away, his breath condensed, he took a sharp breath, and his vitality surged out. As soon as he vacated, he jumped up.

"I admit defeat!" Seeing Lu Yong's sword light sweeping towards him again, Bao Lei's complexion changed drastically, and he hastily surrendered.

It doesn't make much sense to refuse to admit defeat! He knew Lu Yong's strength, so even if he continued to fight, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of failure in the end.

After hearing Bao Lei's surrender, Lu Yongcai stopped attacking and withdrew the vitality that had been mobilized.

"Senior Brother Lu Yong is amazing!"

"Tsk tsk... It really lives up to its reputation! It is indeed the top-level martial artist among the students in the inner courtyard!"

"That sword light, I'm afraid if it sweeps over me a little, I will be killed directly!"

"In the first battle, Senior Brother Lu Yong defeated Senior Brother Bao Lei! Beifeng, take the next round first!"

Many warriors watching around looked at Lu Yong and Bao Lei in the field with extremely excited eyes. Many of them also knew Lu Yong and Bao Lei.

Among the Beifeng student crowd, the atmosphere was not much cheerful. Although Beifeng won the round first, what should he do? The strongest Lu Yong has already played in the battle, so he has no chance to play again.