Gong Yang Xing began to move quickly around Feng Xuan, and the scimitar in his hand began to swing with dazzling knife flowers. Moreover, Gong Yang Xing's footwork was obviously very particular, and it was difficult to judge his trajectory. "Hey, a martial art of body movement!" Feng Xuan looked at Gong Yang Xing in surprise. He didn't expect that Gong Yang Xing was actually a master who had practiced martial arts of body movement. Uncle Ling didn't tell him that the Qingyang tribe was also proficient in body movement. In fact, it was not that Xuan Ling deliberately forgot, but he could naturally see in his eyes that Gong Yang Xing might not be Xiao Kui's opponent, even if he added a body movement. A body movement could not make up for such a huge gap, and he also wanted to see Feng Xuan's current strength. He was really curious. This kid usually hid too deeply. The Qingyang tribe had a mountain-level middle-grade body movement called "Qingying Mizong", which was the greatest confidence of the Qingyang tribe. A mountain-level middle-grade body movement could be compared to a mountain-level top-grade martial art. On the bloody battle stage, Gong Yangxing's speed was getting faster and faster. He approached Feng Xuan's back in a flash. His pair of scimitars turned into scissors and instantly twisted towards Feng Xuan's head, as if he wanted to cut off his head. As Gong Yangxing got closer and closer to Feng Xuan, the corners of his mouth had already unconsciously curled up. In such a close situation, he didn't think that this opponent of the same age in front of him could make any waves. However, at this moment, Gong Yangxing was shocked to find that Feng Xuan's back had changed to the front, and the front was looking at him calmly.
Gong Yangxing felt cold on his back. He had been staring at the other party. When did he turn around? Gong Yangxing felt something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late. He was less than ten feet away from Feng Xuan. Feng Xuan looked at Gong Yangxing approaching, smiled slightly, and then took a step forward in the other party's shocked eyes, and instantly came to Gong Yangxing. Feng Xuan raised the black crystal in his hand, but did not pull it out. He just used the end of the scabbard to hit Gong Yang Xing's wrists holding the knife, which made his hands numb and he could not hold the two knives at all. "Clang Dang Dang!" This was the sound of the sheep-horn scimitar falling to the ground, and Gong Yang Xing looked at Feng Xuan in horror with trembling hands, not knowing what to say for a moment. The crowd below the stage was also in an uproar. No one thought that the last battle for the quota would end so hastily. The martial arts juniors below the Yun Zang period could not see what Feng Xuan did at all, and the elders who could see Feng Xuan's movements all looked at Feng Xuan in horror. The scene just now was just like the elders instructing the younger ones, and it was not like a competition between the same realms. "I, I admit defeat!" Gong Yang Xing stuttered a little. He really didn't have any courage to fight with Feng Xuan. It was not a battle of the same level at all. Go up to seek abuse? As the strongest genius of the Qingyang tribe, he was naturally not a fool. How could he not see the huge gap between the two. Feng Xuan smiled slightly, bowed slightly and clasped his fists. Then he walked to the stage, and Xuan Ling there also looked at Feng Xuan with his mouth slightly wide open. He didn't expect Feng Xuan to end the fight so quickly. He couldn't help but think of what Feng Xuan answered when he asked him how sure he was to fight Bei Liqing. Five moves? He originally thought that Feng Xuan was a little arrogant, but now looking at the situation, he might not be arrogant, and even this kid was modest. Gong Yangxing faced Bei Liqing, and the victory or defeat of the two could not be determined for a while, but Gong Yangxing couldn't even take a single move from Feng Xuan, and just used the scabbard to force his opponent to admit defeat. Bei Li Xiongtian ignored the shock of the crowd. Although this kind of thing was rare for him, it was not unfamiliar. Such geniuses in the holy land were not too rare, but he was a little surprised that such a genius could appear in this remote corner. He stood in the sky and announced directly:
"Everyone, go away. The Xuanying tribe and the Jiangmu tribe should stay for a while." Seeing this, the crowd gradually dispersed. This collision between geniuses also opened the eyes of many people, especially the geniuses of many small tribes. In the past, they always thought that they were the best in the tribe and the geniuses in the outside world were just so-so. However, this time, they learned a lesson. Beili Xiongtian came to the Xuanying tribe, looked at Xuan Ling and said with a smile: "Xuan Ling, you Xuanying has produced two outstanding geniuses again, which is extremely enviable." Xuan Ling quickly performed tribal salutes to Beili Xiongtian: "Hello, Chief Beili, you are too kind. If it weren't for your tribe's Beili Kuang who had not made a move, my Xuanying would not have been able to get two places." Originally, if the Lishang tribe had directly sent Beili Kuang to fight, then the number of places might have increased by two, and it was not impossible to even win all of them. Of course, this was not counting the unexpected situation of Feng Xuan. But there is no need. The Lishang tribe does not care about this. Although the opportunity of the Baling tribe is very precious, the foundation of the Lishang tribe is not so ugly. If they really care about the number of places, they don't need to notify these small tribes directly. Instead, they want the geniuses of Lishang to see the geniuses of other tribes, so as not to be too arrogant. Another thing is to check how many outstanding people are born in the tribes under their own territory. Beili Xiongtian waved his hand and looked at Feng Xuan and asked: "Who is this young friend?" He didn't know Feng Xuan's name yet. Feng Xuan saw this and quickly clasped his fists: "I am Feng Xuan, a member of the Feng clan of the Xuanying tribe" Beili Xiongtian's face changed slightly and said: "What is your relationship with Feng Qinghua, the wind-controlling sword?" "My father is Feng Qinghua" Feng Xuan replied honestly. Beili Xiongtian was relieved. It turned out that it was the child of Yufengdao. No wonder he was so outstanding. The Feng family of Xuanying tribe has always been rich in geniuses. This is also known by the Lishang tribe. Of course, they also vaguely knew some news about the strange disaster of Feng family, but even the witch priests of Lishang tribe mentioned this and were puzzled. They didn't understand why an ordinary small clan would have such a disaster, but they couldn't find any information in all the ancient books that could be searched. They were powerless to do anything about it. "So that's it. You are very good, not worse than your father in the past." Beili Xiongtian praised. Although Yufengdao's combat power was good, his realm was not high at the time, and his age was a little older. He didn't have the qualifications to go to the holy land, which was quite a pity. "Thank you for the compliment, big leader. I hope you can give me more advice!" Feng Xuan said modestly. "Well, we will set off for the Baling tribe at noon tomorrow. The time for the secret realm to open is about the same. You two should remember it," Beili Xiongtian reminded. "Yes!" Feng Xuan and Xuan Shi looked at each other and replied in unison. At this time, the people from various tribes gradually dispersed. When they left, they quietly looked at the Xuanying tribe and talked about something. After all, this time the Xuanying tribe had two geniuses who could go to the Baling tribe, and even Feng Xuan, a genius whose depth they could not tell at all. "The Black Eagle Tribe is going to rise this time. That's the Baling Tribe. I'm old enough to have never been to such a large tribe to see it." "Hey! The main thing is that they clearly went there for opportunities, which is different from going there on your own to gain experience." "What do you think is the ancestral tomb of the Black Eagle Tribe that smoke is coming out of it, to be able to produce two geniuses at once? Let's not talk about Feng Xuan, just talk about Xuan Shi. I'm afraid that except for Shang Zhongtu and Bei Li Kuang from the Li Shang Tribe, the rest of them are not its opponents. Jiang Shuer from the Jiangmu Tribe is probably not its opponent either."
"What do you think, that Feng Xuan, is it the child of Yu Feng Dao a few years ago? Yu Feng Dao is very famous in Qishan. He is not a simple character. Although he is only at the Lian Zang level, ordinary blood Qi level is not his opponent. He even has the record of killing a late-stage beast in the Tu Na realm alone." "But it is said that Yu Feng Dao died of illness a few years ago?" "Yu Feng Dao died, but his child is not dead!" "It is really possible. I will ask Lao Ling in private." After talking with Beili Xiongtian, Beili Xiongtian walked towards the Jiangmu tribe, and Feng Xuan and the other two also planned to return to the shop of the Xuanying tribe. Originally, Xuanshi planned to find someone from the Giant Owl tribe to exchange a few words to enhance the relationship, but he didn't find him after a round of inspection. It seems that he quietly ran away when talking with the leader of Beili Xiongtian. At this moment, a figure blocked the way of the three people.