The west city of the imperial city, on the martial arts arena in the city.

Han Feng and Tao Jun were already standing on the ring at the same time.

Under the arena, Chu Baoyu, Jun Beixuan and the Eighth Prince, who received the news, had already arrived quickly.

In the past half a month, Han Feng has not come to challenge him, and Tao Jun finally got a chance to breathe.

After some cultivation, he had already returned to his peak state. Even in dealing with the crazy challenges of Han Feng and Jun Beixuan, he himself had some breakthroughs, and now he had signs of entering the second-star moon level.

Facing Han Feng who suddenly came to challenge today, Tao Jun was full of confidence.

He looked at Han Feng with a provocative look on his face and said, "Hehe...boy, I haven't come to challenge me for so long. I thought you were afraid of being beaten by me and didn't dare to come again."

When Han Feng heard this, he grinned and said, "Teacher Tao, I'm going to blame you today."

"Oh..."

Tao Jun raised his thick eyebrows and joked: "Boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my tone is very good. Don't think that only you will improve. I have also improved a lot these days.

That boy Jun Beixuan is not resistant to beating. I am worried that no one will practice. You guy is just right!"

Han Feng rubbed his wrists and sneered: "Okay, let's see who we are "training who we practice today!"

The two sides had already fought dozens of games, and there was no need for extra preparation. The moment when the two sharp eyes met.

“Huhuhu…!”

A strong wind suddenly rolled up on the ring, and the two figures rushed towards each other like thunder with bare hands. The moment the two sides met, a huge roar burst out.

The next moment, the entire martial arts stage was filled with wind and roaring like thunder.

I saw two figures flashing rapidly on the ring, fists and feet colliding like magic weapons, colliding with each other wildly.

For such a fierce scene, Jun Beixuan, Chu Baoyu and Zhu Hongyi were no longer surprised by this kind of intense scene.

Jun Beixuan and Chu Baoyu were both watching the battle intently. Although the eighth prince Zhu Hongyi couldn't see the battle on the ring, he kept cheering Han Feng.

As time went by, the roar on the ring became more violent and rapid, and the strong wind swept outward became even more violent.

Gradually, even Jun Beixuan and Chu Baoyu were a little scared.

Compared with the many battles between Han Feng and Tao Jun before, today's battle seems to be much more intense.

Although these two people on the ring were bare-handed, their punches and feet were no less powerful than those of the spirit soldiers.

At first, both of them fought each other and were crazy about each other.

However, as the battle escalates, the two of them change their tricks. It is no longer possible to defend each other completely, and they can only "attack instead of defense."

So the two began the fierce fighting style of "fisting to the flesh, exchanging injuries with injuries".

You punch me, I kick you, you hit me, I hit your eyes, I hit your lower abdomen... no one is willing to take a step back.

Seeing this situation, Jun Beixuan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Because when he came to challenge Tao Jun a few days ago, he found that the opponent's strength had also improved a lot, and he was almost about to enter the state of two-star moon level.

Han Feng was no longer his opponent when he had faced him head-on. Now that this situation is formed, he will probably lose.

However, as time passed, the battle between the two on the ring became fierce, and Jun Beixuan discovered the difference.

"Huh... Han Feng's strength seems to have become much stronger!"

He found that today's Korean style was actually particularly fierce.

Faced with the offensive launched by Tao Jun with the power of the majestic earth element, Han Feng's innate golden energy surged around him, and his extremely sharp aura also fought back crazily towards Tao Yong, with no inferior momentum at all.

The two fought fiercely on the ring for more than twenty rounds, and finally punched each other in the chest.

The two flew backwards at the same time and flew back all the way to the edge of the ring.

At this moment, the two of them had just become arrogant and confident, and they were all in extremely embarrassed.

One of Han Feng's eyes was already black and purple, his cheeks were slightly swollen, and there were many bruises on his body and hands.

Tao Jun opposite, also had black eyes, red nose, and nose bleeding. His body was no less bruised than Han Feng.

After fixing their bodies, the two of them glared at each other, and couldn't help but reach out at the same time, rubbing the chest that had been bombarded by the other party just now.

Tao Jun grinned and glared at Han Feng and said, "Boy, you haven't come these days. Have you been hiding and practicing some secret technique? Why is it so much better than the last time?"

Han Feng also gasped and said with a pain: "This is called fist, afraid of being strong. You are so old, your old arms and legs, I'm afraid you can't resist my fist."

"Damn, I haven't had a child yet. Do you dare to say that I'm old? Look at the boxing!"

The two of them took one step at the same time, like two bulls colliding, fighting fiercely again.

Under the ring, the three of them stared at each other in a daze. They seemed to treat each other as sandbags, attacking but not defending, and punching hundreds of punches.

finally.

"boom……!"

With a dull sound, two figures separated again on the ring.

This time, Han Feng staggered and took several steps back, while Tao Jun on the opposite side was smashed to his unstable shape, flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, both of them had become "unrecognizable", and Han Feng, who had stood back in shape, looked at Tao Jun who was lying on the ground, and a smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his face.

"Hehe... are you convinced now!"

Tao Jun, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a while before raising his head. His pair of swollen eyes as "pandas" couldn't help but look shocked.

Although Tao Jun didn't want to admit it, the facts were already in front of him.

Now that he is fighting with bare hands, he is no longer a match for Han Feng.

Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly became so much stronger, as a commander of the imperial guards and a dignified third-rank general, how could Tao Jun admit defeat so easily?

"His grandma, I don't believe I can't deal with you!"

With a roar, Tao Jun slapped the ground and a yellow light flashed in his hand. He actually sacrificed a golden war hammer that was ten feet long and poured like gold.

Tao Jun held a war hammer in his hand, and the heavy power of Tu Yuan in his body was frantically poured into the war hammer. He jumped high, and he hit Huashan like a force, smashing it down at Han Feng in front of his head.

Seeing this, Han Feng's mouth curled.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of you with weapons!"

Han Feng shook his arm and the spear was used. The power of the Thunder Overlord Gun was no less than that of the golden warhammer.

Han Feng rushed out, and one shot was in a striking battle with the war hammer, bursting out a thousand pounds of force, which shocked Tao Jun to retreat again.

Then, the two rushed towards each other again, and the original close-knit fight instantly turned into a "close-armed connection".

Although the two fought fiercely, they only had several rounds of battle, and the level of the battle has been judged.

With Tao Jun's strength suppressed, Han Feng, whose military cultivation has reached the "mood state", has a superb pistol technique and murderous aura.

Although Tao Jun's hammering technique is extraordinary, he has only reached the peak of his artistic conception.

After the two fought for a while, Tao Jun was obviously at a disadvantage. He was chased and beaten by Han Feng's spear and retreated step by step.

In the end, there is almost only the ability to fight back, and it is difficult to fight back.

Seeing this, the three people under the arena couldn't help but feel excited.

Zhu Hongyi blushed and said, "Han Feng is so powerful, is he going to win?"

Jun Beixuan also said in shock: "How did this guy practice? Who is the Heavenly Spirit Vein?"

...

At this moment, Han Feng's spear in his hand on the ring was like a phantom. While he was attacking wildly, he also said to Tao Jun: "Commander Tao, you are no longer my opponent, admit defeat!"

Under Han Feng's crazy attack, Tao Jun danced with a giant hammer and held on tight.

Hearing this, he said viciously: "Han Feng, I admit that I can't beat you now, but if you want me to admit defeat, don't think so!

Although you are stronger than me, you are limited to your strength. And you are just a star-level spirit warrior. As long as you can't defeat me, when your energy is exhausted, I will win without a fight!"

Hearing this, Han Feng smiled coldly.

"I had expected you to use this trick, so if that's the case, I'll give you something fresh.
Chapter completed!