Chapter 451 The Prodigy Is No Longer Competing with Me

Chen Qingfeng became more and more courageous as the sword in his hand flew up and down, steady and fierce, with murderous intent.

For a moment, he suppressed Liu Muyang so much that he couldn't raise his head.

Facing Chen Qingfeng's sword with increasingly strong murderous intent, Liu Muyang looked a little embarrassed when dealing with it.

The running boxing method was not as fierce as it was at the beginning, and it seemed to be clumsy.

"I was careless and underestimated you before. It's your honor to force me to use my real skills."

Chen Qingfeng grinned, and the sword contained a more terrifying aura.

Forward!

Many disciples saw it and couldn't help but be surprised.

The gap between the before and after is too big!

Did Senior Brother Chen really hold back before?

Or did Liu Muyang's punch consume too much energy?

Many disciples naturally didn't know the truth, and the only one who really knew it was Duan Zehua.

The corner of his mouth raised a curve.

If he loses this battle of geniuses, the worst that can happen is that he will return the spiritual ore he won from the Black Flame Sect last time.

It seems that he lost, but in fact he won more.

After Chen Qingfeng left the Black Flame Sect, he didn't have to worry about the ancient Chen family.

Without the intervention of the ancient Chen family, it would be easy to destroy the Black Flame Sect, right?

Duan Zehua is a sinister and cruel person. Every step he takes is carefully considered.

"If this continues, Senior Brother Chen will turn defeat into victory!"

"Nonsense, Senior Brother Chen has never lost, how can he turn defeat into victory?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Chen will win."

"Come on, beat them!"

"After defeating Liu Muyang, who else can fight the remaining disciples of the Chiluo Sect?"

"Senior Brother Chen, the eternal god!"

The disciples showed joy.

Earlier, when Chen Qingfeng was suppressed repeatedly, their hearts seemed to be grasped by a hand.

That kind of unspeakable frustration, nowhere to express.

Unexpectedly, after experiencing some setbacks, Senior Brother Chen suddenly showed his power.

Isn't Liu Muyang strong enough?

He is the most famous genius among the nearby sects.

But he was defeated by Senior Brother Chen?

All the disciples were excited.

Excited and ecstatic.

Especially the reserve players, they clenched their fists.

So happy!

All these years, we have been living under the shadow of the Chiluo Sect, not to mention how painful it is.

Finally, we see the dawn of hope.

And all this is brought by Senior Brother Chen!

Swish!

On the stage, Chen Qingfeng slashed with his sword, shattering the light around Liu Muyang.

Liu Muyang's pupils widened, and he roared, trying to rely on his spiritual energy to continue to support the light curtain of the running fist, but the sword energy was sharp, and instantly cut through his body, and threw him out.

There was a deep cut on his chest that could see the bone.

"Hu, hu."

Liu Muyang stepped back several steps, his face pale.

He tried to gather his strength, but found that he couldn't gather it after clenching his fists several times.

"Admit defeat, I won't kill you."

Chen Qingfeng put away his sword with an indifferent look.

Liu Muyang clenched his teeth with a creak.

After a few breaths, he closed his eyes unwillingly, "I lost."

Boom!

The whole audience cheered.

All the disciples of the Black Flame Sect were jumping for joy.

The spiritual ore that was lost in the last Tianjiao battle was finally won back!

Moreover, judging from the appearance of Senior Brother Chen, he seemed to have spare energy to fight.

Next, if he wins two or three more games, this Tianjiao battle can be said to be a great victory!

Of course, he has lost too many things in succession over the years, and it is definitely impossible to turn over and rise in one go, but being able to get back some of the capital is also a victory.

Liu Muyang limped off the ring and covered the wound with his hand.

It must be said that this deep wound that can be seen through the bone is real.

Chen Qingfeng's attack was quite fierce.

The punch he had thrown earlier obviously made him hold a grudge.

Cheng Shan took the token on the table, but he didn't look very happy.

It was simple, he couldn't be happy.

This competition was a bit weird from beginning to end.

In terms of strength, Chen Qingfeng must not be Liu Muyang's opponent, but he won.

Thinking of what he said at the beginning, Cheng Shan felt more and more uneasy.

Sure enough, Chen Qingfeng stood on the ring, slowly turned around and looked at Cheng Shan, "Uncle Cheng, you have also seen my strength. An Ran marrying me is the best destination. I also have the strength to lead the Black Flame Sect out of the predicament alone!"

Cheng An Ran's face turned pale and bit her lips lightly.

No matter what, she would not agree.

Ye Chen looked at all this with a smile.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Cheng Shan said calmly, "As for the so-called marriage, An Ran has her own choice, and I can't get involved."

Chen Qingfeng showed a sarcastic smile, "Uncle Cheng, why do you have to pretend like this? Everyone knows that you secretly instructed An Ran to please the Third Young Master Xiao of the Lingjian Sect, let An Ran sacrifice herself, and let the Third Young Master Xiao protect the sect..."

As soon as these words came out, an uproar immediately occurred.

All the disciples of the sect were shocked.

Is this true?

Cheng Shan had a blank expression on his face and did not intend to refute.

"Then, An Ran brought back such a bastard, who killed seven times, haha, expecting him to stand up for the sect, win the battle of the prodigies, and protect the sect, don't joke."

Chen Qingfeng looked at Ye Chen with the most contemptuous expression.

He enjoyed the feeling of mocking others in public.

Especially, Ye Chen.

For a moment, many eyes looked at Ye Chen.

Including those contestants from the Chiluo Sect.

"Tsk, it seems that Miss Cheng's vision is not very good."

A substitute contestant shook his head and said, "This kind of stuff, apart from the good-looking skin, what other advantages does it have? He looks weak and fragile, and he is still a core player. I can beat him to death with one punch!"

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with the Black Flame Sect to let such a person be a core player."

"I really don't see what's good about it."

Facing the mockery of the crowd, Ye Chen smiled and grabbed Cheng Anran's palm.

He looked up and looked at Chen Qingfeng.

Not saying a word, but it's better than a thousand words.

Meaning, Cheng Anran is mine!

Chen Qingfeng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, "I said before that if Cheng Anran married me, I would naturally continue to fight for the Black Flame Sect until I won this battle of geniuses!"

All the disciples' faces changed. Why did this sound a bit weird?

If I marry you, you will continue to fight.

What if I don't marry you?

"You are dreaming."

Cheng Anran gnashed her teeth.

"Heh."

Chen Qingfeng sneered and shook his head, "Anran, I gave you a chance, Chengshan, I also gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it and didn't take my words seriously, right?"

"Okay, in that case, I won't fight this genius against me, and I won't stay in the Black Flame Sect!"

Chen Qingfeng stretched out his hand and tore off the Black Flame Sect logo on his clothes.

His expression was cold and resolute.

The whole audience was in an uproar when they saw this.