1150: C1150 The Heavenly Wolf Sacred Spring

C1150 The Heavenly Wolf Sacred Spring

Originally, the power Han Feng unleashed was only at the peak of the late First Heavenly Layer. If it wasn't for his carelessness, the Second Heavenly Layer elder of the Saint Ocean Ancient Race wouldn't have been injured by Han Feng so easily.

Now that the Aurora Blue Flame had been integrated into his body, the power of Han Feng's punch was comparable to the power of the Second Heaven of Peak of Saint Realm.

The original decline was immediately reversed.

In the void, the shaking force of the Sky Shaking Fist gradually pressed down on the giant golden claw.

"What!?"

The Valley Master and the disciples were all shocked.

At the same time, Meng Wu couldn't help but be overjoyed. Could it be. . .

Meng Qin's small mouth slightly opened. Heavens, back then when she fought that old fellow, This Han Feng actually held back.

He Guanchun who was standing at the side had a strange expression on his face. What kind of luck did this junior sister of his have? She had just gone out for a stroll and had actually brought back such a monstrous genius.

One must know that back then, no one thought that Meng Qin could really bring back a genius.

The geniuses outside might be comparable to the number one true disciple of the Four Valley of Sirius, but without a doubt, such geniuses were extremely rare and it was not that easy to meet one.

When Meng Qin left the Celestial Wolf Valley, there was not much time left until the fight for the quota of the Celestial Wolf Sacred Spring. It had been less than a year.

In less than a year, she wanted to find an existence comparable to the number one true disciple of the Valley of Sirius. It was about the same time as the number one true disciple of the four valleys. This probability was too low.

. . .

In the field, Yao Xiang's expression gradually became ferocious. Veins popped out on his forehead. Clearly, he had used all his strength.

However, under the explosive force of a Second Heavenly Layer Early Period, Yao Xiang had no chance of turning the tables.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the huge golden claw exploded, and endless golden winds swept across.

Puff. . .

Yao Xiang's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take dozens of steps back. He spat out a mouthful of blood and kneeled on the ground.

Han Feng was like a kite with a broken string, and he was sent flying backwards, landing heavily on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. The current situation was obvious. Although Yao Xiang was injured, Judging from the situation, he could still exert sixty to seventy percent of his combat strength.

Han Feng, on the other hand, was lying on the ground covered in blood. He was gasping for breath. He no longer had the strength to fight.

Judging from the situation, it should be the announcement of Yao Xiang's victory. However, Yao Xiang had said at the beginning that he would use his strongest move to decide the outcome of the battle. In terms of the strongest move, Yao Xiang had lost.

The Four Valley Valley Master was somewhat conflicted.

But at this time, Yao Xiang stood up and said, "I lost. "

Valley Master West Valley opened his mouth to say something, but Yao Xiang had already admitted his loss. Valley Master West Valley sighed and no longer hesitated.

A trace of appreciation flashed across the old ancestor's eyes. After that, the old ancestor moved to Han Feng's side and lifted him up.

Waves of strange energy flowed into Han Feng's body. No one knew what the old ancestor had injected into his body. In any case, it didn't take long for Han Feng to recover by forty to fifty percent.

Han Feng cupped his fists at Yao Xiang. "Brother Yao's strength is truly admirable. "

Han Feng had met many geniuses along the way, but he was always the winner of the battles.

Today was the first time Han Feng had met an unfathomable genius. Han Feng admitted that he had underestimated Yao Xiang. Before this, he thought that he had a twenty to thirty percent chance of winning, but now, it seemed like he wouldn't even have a ten percent chance of winning in a real battle.

Among the Great Saint Realm, Yao Xiang was indeed standing at a very high level, and his combat strength had surpassed that of an ordinary First Sky of the Peak of Saint Realm.

Perhaps only the Top geniuses of the powerful families in the ancient family could defeat Yao Xiang in the same level.

However, Han Feng didn't feel depressed because of this. First of all, his Cultivation base was only at the sixth level of the Great Saint Realm. There was a huge gap between the two of them.

Secondly, Han Feng hadn't even cultivated for a hundred years, but Yao Xiang had cultivated for almost nine hundred years.

Han Feng was confident that it wouldn't take long for him to surpass Yao Xiang.

Yao Xiang merely responded with an 'En' in response to Han Feng's greeting. Then, he turned around indifferently. His attitude was still incomparably arrogant.

This had allowed Han Feng to have a deeper understanding of Yao Xiang. Perhaps Yao Xiang had a proud character, but this pride wasn't arrogant.

. . .

Next up was Du Jun and Wu Jian. After a difficult battle, Wu Jian was the one who won in the end.

The ranking for this competition for the Heavenly Wolf Sacred Spring had been decided.

The first place was the Eastern Valley's Han Feng.

The second was Yao Xiang, the number one true disciple of the Western Valley of the Heavenly Wolf.

The third was Wu Jian from the Southern Valley.

The fourth and last was the chief of the Northern Valley.

In this competition, the East Valley had four spots. The West Valley had three, the South Valley had two, and the North Valley only had one.

No one had any objections to this ranking.

Although many disciples knew that Yao Xiang was the strongest among the four, Han Feng's attack that was unleashed by the Sixth Heavenly Layer of Great Saint Realm was enough to make these disciples look at him in a new light and acknowledge his strength.

Furthermore, Yao Xiang had said that the winner would be decided with the strongest attack. In terms of the power of the strongest attack, Yao Xiang had indeed lost.

. . .

"Hahaha, four spots! Four spots!" Even though Meng Wu was a Saint Realm Small Success warrior, He was extremely excited.

The other higher ups of the Peak of Saint Realm couldn't help but reveal excited expressions.

Only Ji Lang had a gloomy expression on his face, as if he had been embarrassed by the fact that the Eastern Valley had obtained first place.

At this moment, the old ancestor suddenly spoke. "Since the battle has come to an end, the four of you should choose which disciple should come to the Heavenly Wolf Sacred Spring to absorb the power of the Sacred Spring. "

Meng Wu recovered from his joy and began to ponder. He had been at the bottom several times in a row. This time, he suddenly had four spots. For a moment, Meng Wu wasn't sure who he should choose.

The old ancestor smiled faintly. "If the four of you can't make up your mind, you can ask the four young men. After all, they were the ones who got the spots. "

As soon as these words were spoken, Apart from Master Extermination, the other three valley masters also shifted their gazes to Wu Jian, Yao Xiang, and Han Feng.

Ji Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted, Not good! If the valley master chose. . . As the number one true disciple of the Eastern Valley, he might be able to get a spot, but if Han Feng were to choose. . .

Ji Lang suddenly panicked.

"Valley Master, you are the Valley Master of our Eastern Valley. You should be the one to choose this spot. There is no place for an outsider like Han Feng to speak. " Ji Lang was afraid that he wouldn't be able to enter the Heavenly Wolf Sacred Spring, so he couldn't help but shout out loudly.1

"Humph! This number one spot was obtained by Young Master Han with great difficulty. Everyone can see how difficult it is to get four spots. Young Master Han was seriously injured because of this. Why doesn't Young Master Han have the qualifications?" Meng Qin's face darkened when she heard Ji Lang's words.

If it was in the past, Meng Qin would not have looked at Ji Lang in the eyes, but she would still maintain her respect for her Eldest Senior Brother.

However, ever since Han Feng arrived, all of Ji Lang's behavior had made Meng Qin look down on him. Now, she didn't even have the respect she should have.

"Why is a little girl like you interrupting me? There's no place for you to speak here. " As the eldest senior brother, Ji Lang usually enjoyed the respect of his junior brothers and sisters. How could he be bullied like this? Without thinking too much, he scolded.

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