The cheers and screams from the opposite side suddenly stopped.
In an instant, the hall on the first floor seemed to have turned into a thousand-year-old temple, with an eerie silence.
Everyone unanimously turned to look at the wall that Master Xu had knocked down.
His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"Hallucination! This must be a hallucination! Am I dreaming?"
"Fuck, why are you pinching me? This isn't a dream, it's reality!"
"Is that the fake Master Xu? How could he be slapped away? It's fake! It must be fake!"
Master Xu was so vulnerable that everyone present was deeply suspicious and puzzled.
"The seventh-level master... was defeated like this?" Su Jiuchuan was also stunned and felt incredible.
"How can this be!"
Black Dragon frowned, equally shocked.
I thought it was a one-sided crushing.
As a result, we never expected that one of our own people would be crushed!?
"Master Xu has obviously tried his best! Why are you still being..."
Thinking of this, Black Dragon couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine, and he didn't dare to think any more!
The dignified seventh-grade grandmaster tried his best, but was slapped away by the other party!?
If all of this is true without any unexpected circumstances.
So - that boy's strength is too terrifying, right?
The black dragon suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look directly at Ye Feng.
Suddenly, he discovered that Ye Feng had already walked up to him.
It looks calm and relaxed, but in fact it feels very oppressive.
Even when Ye Feng was close at hand, Black Dragon felt as if there was a hunting wind blowing across his face, which was suffocating and frightening.
"You...who are you!?"
The black dragon stared at Ye Feng with widened frightened eyes. From the bottomless eyes of the other party, there was a sense of astonishment that he was staring into the abyss and would be swallowed up at any time.
Ye Feng stood still and took out the Dragon King Token again.
"I, Ye Feng, the new underground dragon king! Lord of the Dragon Gate!"
"Seeing your order is like meeting the Dragon King!"
"Black Dragon! Why don't you bow down yet!"
Ye Feng's tone was sonorous, and every word he spat out was like a bullet, shooting across the audience.
If in the past, if someone dared to claim to be the Dragon King, he would be laughed out loud if not beaten by a group of people.
However, after witnessing Ye Feng knocking Master Xu away with his own eyes, everyone at the scene held their breath and no one dared to question it anymore.
Only Black Dragon still looked dissatisfied.
"Underground Dragon King!? You!?"
"impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
The black dragon took a few steps back, unable to accept it.
"No matter how powerful you are, you are still not the Dragon King!"
"Dragon King Token, where did you pick it up?"
"If you want to become the Dragon King, just a token is not enough!"
The Dragon King Order is just a symbol.
But if you want to sit on the Underground Dragon Throne, there is another more important symbol.
Over the years, the nine of them have been unable to elect a new Dragon King. It is precisely because of this certification that no one can achieve it.
"Oh, are you talking about this?"
When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately understood what the other party meant.
Then bend your knees, squat down, and slowly move into a starting position.
In an instant, Ye Feng's whole body seemed to have the momentum of a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.
"this--!?"
When the black dragon saw this, it seemed as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes widened in horror.
The scene in front of him seemed to shock him even more than when Ye Feng defeated Master Xu in an instant.
"You-who did you learn this from!?"
Ye Feng replied calmly: "What do you think!?"
Saying that, Ye Feng stepped forward, raised his arms and pushed.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
In an instant, the punch came out, accompanied by a burst of dragon roar.
The force of the fist was like a long dragon, and it instantly penetrated the black dragon's chest.
"Well--!"
The black dragon groaned, covering his chest and retreating step by step.
"You...how do you know Dragon Fist!?"
Black Dragon ignored the injuries on his body, his face was full of horror.
This is the first time in my life that a third person besides the old Dragon King has used the same move!
And its power is even greater than mine!
At the same time, Black Dragon's subordinates were also in an uproar.
"That's our boss's famous stunt - Flying Dragon in Heaven!"
"That kid!? He...how can he do this!?"
"Is he really the new Dragon King?"
Faced with everyone's shock and suspicion.
Ye Feng didn't answer, but took another step forward and punched out with both fists.
"Double dragons get water!"
--Roar!
There was another burst of dragon roar.
Open the bow left and right with both fists.
That terrifying offensive made the black dragon feel as if he was being suffocated by two dragons.
"This...isn't this Qinglong's unique skill?"
"He can actually do it!?"
Black Dragon's original persistence has begun to waver.
Because Dragon Fist is divided into nine styles, the old Dragon King taught these nine different styles to the Nine Names respectively, and each of them was proficient in one style.
The old Dragon King once said: Those who hold the Dragon King Order and are proficient in the nine styles of Dragon Fist will become the next Dragon King!
At first, Black Dragon didn't take it seriously when he saw Ye Feng holding the Dragon King Order.
But as Ye Feng launched two dragon fist moves in succession, Black Dragon was completely shocked.
Could it be...that the descendant of the old Dragon King is really back!?
Don't wait for the black dragon to react.
Ye Feng's third punch fell from the sky!
"Dragon fights in the wild!"
boom!
In the hall, another huge dragon roar erupted, roaring like a mountain and a tsunami, rumbling over the top of the head.
The black dragon was like a ray of light on its back, and could no longer hold on. With a roar, its knees shattered the ground, and it collapsed to the ground.
Ye Feng stood in front of the black dragon and said coldly: "The old Dragon King has taught me all the nine styles of Dragon Fist!"
"I only used 10% of my strength in these three dragon fist moves."
"If you still don't believe it, I can continue, but I'm afraid your life will be at risk!"
Although Ye Feng tried his best to suppress these three dragon fists, they still beat the black dragon half to death.
With the fourth punch, Ye Feng could not guarantee the black dragon's life or death.
At this moment, the three moves of Dragon Fist have completely made Heilong put aside his grudges and become sincerely convinced.
"I believe...I believe!"
Black Dragon clasped his fists with both hands, knelt on one knee, and said in a trembling voice: "Black Dragon... welcome the Dragon King!" This chapter has been completed!
