Some people in the crowd couldn't help but cheer in unison. Maybe they looked down on this hybrid before, but now Wei Feng represents the Nether Fox Clan and is fighting for glory for them. He is their hero!
At the same time, the Yaksha ghost clan's face was livid. Previously, Gui Yao defeated two people in a row. One died and the other was crippled, and their morale increased greatly. But now, a person with a weaker cultivation level but stronger combat power unexpectedly appeared. Guy.
Gui Yao on the field was even more furious. Defeating two eighth-level kings was like chopping melons and vegetables. Facing a seventh-level king and suffering a loss was a great humiliation.
Among the Yaksha ghost clan, if he is defeated by a weaker opponent than himself, there is only one result, which is to prove that he is a useless waste.
And a waste has no rights in the Yasha ghost tribe, including survival!
This point can be seen from the time when Ji Wufeng broke into the inn and Ghost Mastiff allowed him to kill his subordinates.
"Roar……"
Guiyao roared loudly, his muscles bulged high, and red energy spread all over his body. This is a combat method of the Yasha ghost tribe. It distributes power on the body to form a protective shield, which is similar to the protective energy of a warrior. .
Gui Yao stomped his foot on the ground, the arena trembled, and his body burst out with explosive breath and rushed towards Wei Feng. Wei Feng had a firm gaze, holding a spear, and poured all his strength into it. He was seriously injured before, but after recovering from the injury, his cultivation level has improved. He directly broke through to the seventh level of the King, but in terms of real strength, he is still weaker than Guiyao. He must maintain his own
With peak combat power, defeat Guiyao and achieve a quick victory!
The golden light suddenly glowed above the spear, and then it condensed together, and the blazing spear light rose into the sky, like a divine blade, piercing the sky!
Someone in the audience was surprised: "This...is this gun light?"
"What is the gun light? It looks very powerful!"
"Lance gun is a combat method in human martial arts, which can greatly increase attack power!"
………
The powerful power of all the powerful races in the world basically comes from physical strength, and they rarely practice exercises and use weapons like the human race.
Take the Yaksha ghost clan as an example. Their physical strength is already terrifying and they don't need to practice any other techniques at all. However, their bodies are tough and their claws are like blades, so naturally they don't need strength.
Therefore, the so-called martial arts and weapons basically appear on the human race.
But in Wanjie, the human race is weak and there are very few strong people. The so-called martial arts and weapon combat methods are extremely rare, and many young people have never seen them.
Gui Yao's attack struck instantly, and with a bang, Wei Feng raised his gun and hit the ground hard, with one-third of the gun handle being inserted into the stone surface.
Wei Feng immediately grabbed the gun body and pulled hard, until the gun body was bent like a full moon.
Seeing Gui Yao's bombardment, Wei Feng suddenly let go, the gun body straightened, and the strong rebound force instantly sent the spear bullet flying out, like a purple lightning, straight towards Gui Yao who was killing him.
The speed was so fast that before Gui Yao even landed, the tip of the spear was already in front of him, which made him break out in a cold sweat. If nothing else, the spear was enough to pierce him.
However, Gui Yao's strength was there after all. He actually twisted his body in mid-air, and the tip of the spear flew out while grazing his scalp.
But the next second, Gui Yao's eyes suddenly widened, showing a look of panic, because he actually saw Wei Feng arriving in front of him.
It turned out that at the moment when the bullets of the spear flew out, Wei Feng grabbed the handle of the gun, and not only did the spear reach Gui Yao's eyes with great speed, but Wei Feng was also brought behind him.
Wei Feng held a spear in his hand and slashed Huashan with one force. The spear shot out with blazing light and struck Guiyao fiercely.
Guiyao's body was immediately struck hard and hit the ground.
boom!
The entire martial arts arena was shaking, stirring up thousands of dust.
Everyone outside the court was dumbfounded. Wei Feng's move was so ingenious and stunning, and the so-called combat skills were presented so brilliantly.
Ming Hongyan also had bright eyes and said, "Is this what your human race calls martial arts?"
In terms of physical strength, both now and in ancient times, the human race is far inferior to other races, but the human race has a long period of dominance in history.
The human race does not have enough physical strength, but they have many means, techniques, weapons and so-called combat skills that can possess powerful power!
In Ming Hongyan's eyes, Wei Feng's move just now should have been a combat skill. It was actually weaker than Gui Yao, but through some skills, he was able to achieve the power that could severely damage Gui Yao.
Ji Wufeng shook his head and said: "This is not a real combat skill. It can only be said to be some skills he has learned through combat experience."
Indeed, although Wei Feng was strong, Ji Wufeng could see that he had not practiced advanced marksmanship and was relying entirely on his own combat experience.
But this is normal. In order to prevent the rise of the human race, many powerful races hunt down the strong men of the human race and burn the human race's skills.
Although Ji Wufeng was shaking his head, there was uncontrollable approval in his eyes. Wei Feng was able to reach this point without any advanced skills or guidance from a strong person. He could be said to be a monster-like genius.
To be able to reach this point, it can be said that I have received too many resources.
First, there are thousands of years of cultivation experience, and then there is the dragon egg incarnation, as well as countless cultivation resources and opportunities.
But Wei Feng had nothing, and he became the strong man he is today step by step.
To be able to do this, just relying on cultivation talent is not enough. It also requires rock-solid willpower and a strong state of mind to move forward and reach the top.
Ji Wufeng can be sure that as long as Wei Feng can be provided with enough space, the future will be bright!
"Roar……"
There was a roar that shook the sky, and Guiyao, who was smashed to the ground, rushed out like a madman.
It could be seen that he was not seriously injured, but Wei Feng's attack just now made him extremely embarrassed. For the Yaksha Ghost Clan, this was a humiliation.
At the same time, Wei Feng's body was falling in mid-air. He kicked his feet and stood upside down. His spear once again shot out a blazing golden light, killing Gui Yao below at high speed like a comet.
Guiyao roared, and the muscles in his arms suddenly swelled, looking as if they were going to explode. His two sharp claws flashed with cold light as he flew up into the air!
Sonorous!
Two sharp claws blocked Wei Feng's spear, making a sharp sound of gold and stone clashing. Then he clenched his claws and locked the tip of Wei Feng's spear tightly.
A ferocious smile appeared on Gui Yao's face and he said: "You humble bitch, your time to die has come."
Everyone in the audience was also shocked. In terms of cultivation, Wei Feng was not as good as Gui Yao. At this time, the spear was locked, and he was unable to stand any longer. There was only one way to die.
Prince Jing stood up and said to Ming Tieshan: "Lord, this Wei Feng is a rare talent, can you protect him?"
It can be seen that Prince Jing is a man who cherishes talents and does not want Wei Feng, a genius who is astonishing to all, to perish.
As soon as he said this, King Ji snorted coldly and said: "This is a public competition, and the lord has already told the world. Does King Jing want to tell the Yaksha Ghost Clan that not only are we inferior in skill, but we can't afford to lose?" "
"you……"
Prince Jing was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Although he could save Wei Feng as long as he took action, there was nothing he could do without the lord's order. Both Ming Hongyan and Ming Yu'er's faces changed drastically, their expressions were tense, and their fists were clenched, but Ji Wufeng He looked relaxed and said: "Don't be nervous, Guiyao will definitely die!"
