On the ring, Feng Yan and Song Ling faced each other's tit-for-tat, and the space around them solidified due to the two's confrontation.

"Yanfeng!" Song Ling looked cold and stared at Feng Yan. The disdain and contempt he had when fighting Feng Tong and Feng Ao had long disappeared.

He knew very well that the person in front of him was not comparable to Feng Tong and Feng Ao.

Just now when he was about to kill Feng Ao with one sword, Yan Feng suddenly took action and forced him back with one punch.

"It's very strong!" Facing Yan Feng, Song Ling did not dare to look down on him at all. Just pushing him back with one punch just now is enough to prove Yan Feng's strength.

"A month ago, the person who fought with me, but you?" Song Ling asked in a deep voice.

Feng Yan's face was covered by a mask, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but there was a hearty laughter: "Yes, I did fight you a month ago, but unfortunately, your strength... was too disappointed to me. If it weren't for the Song family's sake, you would have died at my hands."

Song Ling's face looked ugly.

Although he had learned from Song Ming that the person who fought with him and defeated him a month ago was Yan Feng who could not even see his appearance. But now seeing Yan Feng admit it in person, his anger still emerged with unknown anger.

When he didn't fight with Yan Feng, he looked down on Yan Feng at all, thinking that Yan Feng was just a boy who had good luck. If he really fought, he would definitely win easily. But once he fought, the opponent's strength shocked him. He was defeated by the opponent without even seeing the opponent's appearance?

This is almost a slap himself in the face, how can he bear this arrogance... He is arrogant and arrogant?

"Hmph, you could beat me a month ago, but today a month later..." Song Ling stared at Feng Yan, and the chill in his eyes was not concealed at all, and then he roared out: "Yanfeng, do you... dare to fight me?"

"You dare to fight me?"

The sound like an angry lion roared, spreading through the Yuanli, instantly sounded like the sound of thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards... the crowd below suddenly boiled.

"Roar!Roar!Roar!"

"Song Ling fights Yanfeng? Roar!"

"war!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The more than ten battles that had lasted before had opened their eyes to the crowd below. Song Ling appeared and defeated Feng Tong with one move. The arrogant language was even more passionate about the crowd below. Then Song Ling and Feng Ao fought, which made this heat reach its peak.

And now... Song Ling invites to fight Yanfeng again?

And using the language of "dare or not" to invite the fight, it made the crowd go crazy.

Song Ling and Yanfeng... were called the number one genius in Tiandu a few years ago and have always been high.

The other one was that it suddenly rose half a year ago. The strength of the fourth level of heaven could defeat the three fifth level of heaven in the killing field, directly replace Song Ling's name as the first genius, and sweep the entire Tiandu City with a powerful attitude.

The battle between these two geniuses is enough to make people crazy!

"Will the Yanfeng face respond?"

They were looking forward, but they were also a little worried.

"It's not clear, Feng Ao's trump card was not able to hurt Song Ling at all, let alone Feng Tong. Song Ling's strength is so strong that Yan Feng knew that he was not Song Ling's opponent, he would probably not have faced the challenge."

"Yan Feng is not a fool. If he knew he was not an opponent, he would definitely not have faced the challenge."

"Song Ling is so strong, Yanfeng is definitely not the opponent!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Didn't you hear Song Ling say just now? A month ago, he fought with Yan Feng and was almost killed by Yan Feng?"

"After all, will Yanfeng face the challenge?"

Everyone was secretly looking forward to Yanfeng's reply.

On the three stands, everyone's expressions were different.

Everyone in the Feng family had a gloomy face and did not speak, and Duan Tianyu also had his eyebrows, but he quickly felt relieved and did not come forward to stop him.

There was also Song Ming, but he was silent and did not speak. It was obvious that he had acquiesced to Song Ling's invitation to fight.

"Hmph, I also want to see what kind of Yanfeng is capable of?" Song Ming said in his heart.

He also wanted to figure out the specific relationship between Yanfeng and the Feng family, so he asked Song Ling to explore Yanfeng's bottom first.

Faced with the discussion below, Feng Yan on the ring, his face was calm and a sneer appeared under his mask.

He didn't expect that Song Ling would take the initiative to invite him to fight?

"Okay, I originally wanted to find an excuse to intervene in this genius battle. Now that Song Ling has taken the initiative to invite the battle, it has saved me a lot of trouble." Feng Yan sneered in his heart.

Feng Yan's eyelids flipped, looked at Song Ling, and a ray of contempt slowly appeared in his eyes.

"A month ago, I could easily kill it. It's only a month ago, why do you dare to fight me? Could it be because you broke through to the eighth level?" Feng Yan said disdainfully.

"Hmph, why should I? You'll know if you fight me in the last battle?" Song Ling's face was cold, and the unconcealed contempt that came from Yan Feng's words made him angry.

"Oh?" Feng Yan nodded, but then he grinned: "Sorry, you were so disappointed by me a month ago, so in my impression, you are... a complete waste!"

"Just a waste!"
Chapter completed!