On the stage, Monk Qijie and Qiu Feng met each other's eyes and looked calm.

On the other hand, the people in the audience were noisy and much more excited than the two protagonists on the stage.

"Who is this monk? He is very calm! He is much stronger than the guy before who found out that his opponent was Qiu Feng and immediately gave in."

"In my opinion, you're just pretending to be calm."

"Hey! According to me, since it's a losing battle, there's nothing to be nervous about. It's better to admit defeat directly, recharge your batteries, and prepare for the next competition. It's more sensible! Although it's embarrassing to just admit defeat, in Taiwan

Come on, wouldn’t it be equally embarrassing to be beaten up?”

"You guys weren't here this morning, were you? This monk performed very well this morning, and there were some conflicts with Yang Mutian. He even made an appointment with Yang Mutian to risk his life on the ring!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"So what, let alone this monk, even if Yang Mutian comes on the field, he is destined to lose in the blink of an eye. You have no idea what the Lingshan Dragon and Phoenix Ranking means!

Looking at the entire Penglai Island, he is the top genius and monster. Among the ten people on the list, the weakest one is also in the late Tianyuan realm!

And this Qiu Feng, ranked fifth, is a peak Tianyuan realm! Do you know what this realm means? Even many elders of the four major sects may not reach this level in strength!

In a few decades, this person will have the opportunity to hit the snake and dragon realm. Yang Mutian will at best amaze everyone, and the main reason is because he is not from the four major sects.

A peerless genius like Qiu Feng will amaze an era. Even after thousands of years have passed, he will still be a legend that will not be extinguished!"

…

The existences on the Lingshan Dragon and Phoenix List are, from a certain perspective, somewhat similar to the stars in the outside world.

But their "gold content" is by no means comparable to that of so-called celebrities.

Each of the ten people on the list has a large number of "fans".

Among the people present, there were many ardent fans of Qiu Feng.

When I heard that some people didn't understand Qiu Feng's existence at all, I immediately became angry and started talking about it.

Qiu Feng's ears were sharp, and he heard something interesting among the crowd's discussions.

"You and Yang Mutian have agreed to bet your lives in the ring?" Qiu Feng had a bit of curiosity on his face.

Monk Qijie said helplessly: "The young monk has no grievances against Benefactor Yang, so why do you want to take his life? I'm just interested in the women around him."

"woman?"

Qiu Feng frowned, "Just for such a boring reason?"

Monk Qijie was stunned: "Boring? What's the meaning of this? Donor Qiu is not interested in women?"

Qiu Feng said: "I am still young and have no plans to marry and have children at the moment. What do I need a woman for? It's not that I have never had contact with women, but I find that women are too troublesome. In the final analysis, they will only affect the speed of my sword."

"..." Monk Qijie was silent for a long time, "Donor Qiu, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can get in touch with the Buddhist Zen methods. It should be very suitable for your practice."

"Buddhist Zen? What do you mean by this? Are you not?" Qiu Feng asked doubtfully.

Monk Qijie shook his head and said: "The young monk comes from Tantra, and the techniques of Tantra are probably not suitable for you, Donor Qiu."

"Tantra?"

A flash of light flashed across Qiu Feng's eyes, as if he had realized something.

Monk Qijie smiled. He didn't think there was anything to say about his origins.

Logically speaking, the two people on the stage should have been at war with each other, but instead they ended up chatting like friends.

They were not anxious at all, but they made the audience in the audience anxious.

"Why haven't we started fighting yet?"

"Could it be that they are actually fighting each other, but the speed is too fast for us to see clearly?"

"Hiss—so scary?"

…

Listening to the discussions of people around him, Yang Mu's head was full of black threads. These guys' brain power was too strong.

He was also very interested in the current competition.

Monk Qijie obviously hides some of his strength. As for Qiu Feng, he has been famous for a long time and is considered to be the strongest group of people under the age of 30 on Penglai Island.

The key is that the winner among the two is undoubtedly the one he will fight against later.

"My sword is named Caiyu. It is no exaggeration to say that half of my strength lies in this sword! He is like my brother and sister, and more like a father and a brother."

Qiu Feng patted the knife on his waist and said with a slight smile.

Monk Qijie said: "Amitabha, this young monk is good at using the Buddhist long stick, but the strongest one is these two hands, which have no weapons. I want to introduce them to the donor."

Qiu Feng looked at Monk Qijie's hand.

Monk Qijie has a handsome face and a very delicate skin, which is why, in the morning, many people secretly scolded him for looking like a dog, thinking that he looked like a pretty boy.

However, the skin of his hands was as rough as tree bark and covered with calluses, which really did not match his face.

Monk Qijie smiled and said, "Donor Qiu's temperament is much better than I expected."

"Wrong! I can only have a better temper and talk more when facing strong people." Qiu Feng shook his head.

Monk Qijie was startled: "How do you see that I am strong?"

"Accepted!"

Qiu Feng didn't answer, but the sword suddenly appeared and his figure disappeared.

He really couldn't answer Monk Qijie's question.

After all, it was an elder who secretly sent a message to him, telling him that this monk was not a simple man and asking him not to be careless.

Speaking of this kind of thing, it seems a bit unfair.

"Amitabha! What a knife! What a fast knife!"

Monk Qijie let out a sound of admiration.

Others couldn't see clearly, but he saw the appearance of the knife in Qiu Feng's hand.

The blade was thinner and longer than ordinary knives, like a poisonous snake biting him between the eyebrows!

Whoosh!

"Good, good, good!"

Monk Qi Jie whispered, and golden light appeared all over his body. His whole body seemed to be smeared with a layer of gold powder, shining brightly.

Seeing this scene, many people in the audience screamed in shock.

"What kind of method is this! The Dzogchen Realm of Rebirth, also known as the Golden Body, once the power is exercised, the whole body will be shimmering with golden light. This monk is a strong man in the Tianyuan Realm, so it is not surprising that there is a little golden light all over the body.

But what he looks like is not just a little golden light, he looks like he has become the golden Buddha in the temple! No, it is more dazzling than the Buddha in the temple!"

The expressions of some knowledgeable and powerful elders have changed.

"This is the golden body of Buddhism! Many Buddhist secrets have this kind of vision after they practice to a high level. I just don't know which secret this little monk is practicing?"

Monk Qijie seemed to hear the discussion of the people in the audience. He raised his index finger and middle finger together and pointed forward. With a smile on his face, like Maitreya Buddha who is always smiling when faced with disaster, he replied:
Chapter completed!