128: C128 End

C128 End

Han Feng joked: "Zheng, you have already broken through to the Human Rank's Seven Stars. Who knows, I might be the one who loses? "

Zheng Tong looked at Han Feng with disdain. Do you think I am stupid? With your level, you are now a Human Rank Six-star, right? Your overall strength is definitely stronger! "

Han Feng was speechless.

Han Feng chose the third stage.

Zheng Tong chose the fourth stage.

As the two stages approached each other, both of them could see each other's battle.

What Han Feng didn't know was that in his area, a young man who looked to be almost twenty years old was staring at him coldly. The man immediately withdrew his gaze. "Is this the Han Feng that Eldest Young Master asked me to attack? Since he has provoked Eldest Young Master, let me teach him a lesson. He doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. "

This man didn't notice. When he turned his head away, Han Feng also turned his head away. A cold light flashed through his eyes. "Who was it just now? He looked at me with that kind of cold gaze. He definitely wanted to harm me. "

Han Feng swept across an area without leaving a trace, then he furrowed his brows slightly. There were too many people here. He couldn't be sure who was looking at him just now.

"I am Wang Renli of Wang family. Thank you for your guidance. "

A young man suddenly jumped onto the fighting stage and shouted loudly.

Soon, someone went up to fight Wang Renli.

The Wang family was also a force close to a first-rate family in Xuanyuan City.

As one of the outstanding disciples of the Wang family's younger generation, Wang Renli's strength was indeed outstanding. The True Qi cultivation in his body had reached seven stars. And amongst the seven stars, his combat strength was relatively good.

Unfortunately, there were quite a number of seven stars Martial Cultivators here. After three or four consecutive battles, Wang Renli was finally kicked off the fighting stage due to exhaustion.

After that, many more people went up to fight. In the end, no one was able to last more than five battles.

The strength of the people present was not much different. Each battle consumed a huge amount of energy. Basically, after three or four battles, everyone would no longer have any energy left.

"Body of the Barbaric Bull, condense!"

Suddenly, a cold shout was heard. Han Feng turned his head and looked at the source of the sound.

On the fourth stage, Zheng Tong had already unleashed his Barbaric Bull Physique.

His True Qi cultivation had also reached the eighth star of the Human Rank.

The Martial Cultivator on the fourth stage burst into an uproar.

The Cultivation base increased in power. Zheng Tong kicked with force, sending his opponent off the stage. His opponent fell heavily onto the ground, vomiting blood.

Han Feng simply watched Zheng Tong fight. In any case, he wasn't in a hurry.

In the three consecutive matches, it was Zheng Tong who won. Furthermore, he only relied on his barbaric bull physique. He didn't use the Barbaric Bull's Rush and Bull trampling.

Until the sixth battle. Zheng Tong had encountered a tough opponent. In the end, he knocked his opponent away with the impact of the barbaric bull. A few of his opponent's ribs were broken by the impact, causing him to suffer serious injuries.

When he saw the result of the Martial Cultivator, no one went up to the fourth stage.

Losing was smaller than losing the competition, but if they suffered the same severe injuries as the previous Martial Cultivator, and even a few of their ribs were broken, it would not be worth it.

That kind of injury might even affect their performance in future battles.

Han Feng watched Zheng Tong fight with great interest. Collateral disciple from the Pang family had a twisted expression on his face. "Han Feng, aren't you afraid that the first ten wins will be taken away by someone else? He still has the mood to watch other people's matches!"

This collateral disciple had also heard about Han Feng's power. He naturally did not dare to be careless. He originally wanted to let Han Feng fight nine rounds first, and then use up a lot of energy before going up to take advantage of him. But now, more than half of the Martial Cultivators on the third stage had gone up. Han Feng was still indifferent.

Collateral disciple from the Pang family thought for a while and didn't go up to fight. He wanted to see how long Han Feng could last.

Time gradually passed. Finally, one of the Martial Cultivators near the fourth competition stage dared to fight on the stage.

Han Feng shook his head and sighed as he watched. He had waited for a long time before going on stage. Zheng Tong had almost recovered his strength. In other words, the previous six battles had been in vain.

Han Feng could see that. . . If Zheng Tong had used up more than half of his True Qi, then he had already recovered about eighty to ninety percent of his full strength.

The result was obvious. Not even the Martial Cultivator could make Zheng Tong use the Barbaric Bull Charge. He was sent flying.

In the tenth match, Zheng Tong had consumed a lot of energy. The opponent in front of him was also an eight star Human Rank, so it was extremely difficult for him to deal with him. In the end, he won by luck using the Bull trampling.

Han Feng was delighted to see this. He had already won ten times in a row, so he was now a Arena Lord.

Moreover, he was the first person to win ten times in a row on the fourth stage. One of the nine spots of the selection had already been occupied by Zheng Tong.

Han Feng came back to his senses and looked at the Martial Cultivator on the third stage.

"Listening to the discussions of the surrounding Martial Cultivator, he has already won seven battles in a row. It's time for me to take the stage. "

Han Feng soared into the sky and arrived at the fighting stage.

That person's expression tensed up. "Han Feng?"

This Martial Cultivator had clearly seen Han Feng's battle. Just as Han Feng stepped onto the stage, this Martial Cultivator became nervous.

Han Feng cupped his hands towards his opponent. "I'm sorry, I have taken over this fighting stage. "

"Profound Flame Chain!"

The Medium-class mortal fire instantly merged with the Profound Flame Chain. Fifteen chains smashed onto the opponent's body, sending him flying away.

The group of Martial Cultivators were shocked. Even if he had to fight seven consecutive battles, and the consumption of these Martial Cultivators was huge, he would still be defeated with just a single strike. This Han Feng was really too strong.

At this moment, those who didn't believe in Han Feng's battle achievements finally believed him.

Han Feng stood proudly on the fighting stage and coldly swept his gaze across the crowd. "Who else is coming?"

"He is too arrogant. I would like to see how you are doing. "

A muscular man walked over. A trace of astonishment flashed across Han Feng's face when he saw this man.

This man's face was full of wrinkles. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a young man under the age of twenty.

Han Feng forgot that some people were born older.

Some people, even if they weren't old, looked like old men.

This was the situation with the Martial Cultivator.

"Look at my moves!"

"Surging Palm!"

He had Water Attribute Genuine Qi. Surging waves were stacked on top of each other, turning into a huge palm that smashed down.

"Mystic Flame Bursting Drill!"

Han Feng's expression didn't even change. The fifteen chains had gathered together.2

Accompanied by a burst of flames, the man who had fallen ill earlier vomited blood and fell off the stage.

The geniuses gulped. Han Feng's combat strength was much higher than theirs.

Collateral disciple of Pang family also gulped. However, when he recalled Pang Ziwen's order and the reward he received afterwards, he made up his mind to go on stage.

At this moment, Han Feng finally understood that the coldness he felt earlier was coming from this man.

Han Feng raised his brows and said, "It really is the Pang family. "

"Han Feng, you have to finish this quickly. You are the only one left with the Arena Lord. "

Zheng Tong's voice was heard from below.

Han Feng looked around and saw that it was true. Only number eight and number six were still fighting on the fighting stage, but they had also entered the final stage.

Han Feng said to collateral disciple with malicious intent. "I'm sorry, please get off the stage quickly. "

Collateral disciple was about to laugh coldly when he was stunned by Han Feng's sudden increase in momentum.

"Second level of the Skyfire Battle Body, condense!"

"Second level of the Sky Fire Armor, condense!"

"Skyfire Battle Fist!"

"'Sh * t! ' Piercing Wind Blade!"

The moment he shot out his Wind Blade, the Wind Blade was engulfed by the intense flames. Next, a huge fist smashed toward him.

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