As powerful as Ning Yuan, with nine levels of cultivation and unparalleled spear skills.
He actually lost!
And, it’s the same move!
"this!"
Some people opened their mouths and were stunned, but couldn't say a word.
"Is this person really at the eighth level of Hundred Refinements?"
"That one just now should be a first-level martial skill, Eight-Step Collapse Palm!"
Everyone was surprised and shocked.
Unable to help but murmur, he used a single move to force back the spear light, shake Ning Yuan away, and win.
All this just happened in the blink of an eye.
"Accept!" Chu Feng stood with his sword behind his back.
Ning Yuan opened his mouth, and then smiled bitterly, "Thank you!" Facing Chu Feng, he didn't even have time to use all his strength, and was defeated directly! However, if Chu Feng hadn't been merciful and slapped him with a palm, he would have died or been injured.
!
"This person is a bit interesting." Ye Qing's beautiful eyes moved slightly.
Martial arts such as the Eight-Step Collapse Palm and Dragon Elephant Fist are treasured in Feiyun Sect, but in Canglang King City, they are just low-level martial arts and are commonplace.
but.
It is possible to cultivate first-grade martial arts to such a superb level.
It is indeed very rare!
"Ning Yuan was defeated by underestimating the enemy. It was not because he was not strong enough." Wang Lin said, "This is a fool. He wanted to test him in a battle on the battlefield. And that Chu Feng was indeed very fierce. He drove straight in, and in an instant
Discover the flaw, follow the trend, and decide the outcome with one palm!"
The way he looked at Chu Feng changed.
A little bit of interest arose.
With such strength, he can enter the eyes of these true geniuses.
"No wonder, the princess thinks he can win seven games in a row. If no real master comes on stage, he might really be able to!"
Lin Ya also sighed.
From the initial contempt and disdain, now they have become somewhat serious.
Especially Ye Qing.
A pair of beautiful eyes opened and closed, the light flickered, and they seemed to have a slight interest in Chu Feng.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was at the eighth level of Hundred Refinements, but he could fight against the ninth level of Hundred Refinements, and he had a similar name to the person he once admired and loved in the past!
"But it's still too weak. He's only at the eighth level of Hundred Refinements, and the gap between him and me is as big as a sting in the sky."
"I, Ye Qingnai, am a proud daughter of heaven. Even a mediocre person like Jin Wuxia can't look down on me. How can I care about such an ant?"
She raised her eyes, feeling proud in her heart.
"It's been four consecutive victories, and there are three more to go!" the princess reminded.
"Don't worry, he can't do it!" Ye Qing responded affirmatively.
Wan Zhan Tai fell silent.
With Ning Yuan defeated, Chu Feng proudly became independent.
He is dressed in white, carries a long sword on his back, and wears a simple bronze mask, giving people a mysterious and cold feeling.
"Chu Feng is invincible!"
"Winning five games in a row, all with one move! He doesn't know how. He can really win ten consecutive games with the eighth level of Hundred Refinements!"
"No!"
"The real protagonist of this competition is Fairy Ye Qing. Even if he wins nine times in a row by luck, there is no way he can beat Fairy Ye Qing!"
The crowd cheered, and some people started to support Chu Feng.
one move.
Winning streak.
He created a miracle with his eight-level body that was refined a hundred times.
This is why everyone should be shocked and admired! In the vast continent, martial arts is respected, and the strong will naturally gain support and support!
"I wonder who is willing to take the stage to challenge next?" Chu Feng glanced at the crowd and asked loudly.
His eyes were clear, and there was a light of confidence shining in them.
In the crowd, Lin Lang wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow down.
What kind of luck is this for me? I originally thought that I was just a hidden waste, but in the end, I turned out to be so strong that even Ning Yuan was defeated in one move. I really don’t know where he got the courage to shout like this!
Just when everyone was talking.
Chu Feng won again.
Just a moment later, someone came on stage and was instantly defeated.
With a body that has been refined to the eighth level, it actually gives people the illusion of being invincible!
From the initial shock and surprise, the crowd gradually became numb and became accustomed to it!
even.
Some people were surprised to find that until now, when Chu Feng became independent, he still had not drawn his sword.
Use your bare hands to defeat all enemies.
"He should be a swordsman. How powerful would he be if he drew his sword?"
"The sword cultivator's bare hands are enough to crush everything. With the sword out of its sheath, can even Lin Ya and the others not be able to stop him?"
"Maybe he is really qualified to fight Ye Qing!"
The crowd was excited and their faces were red.
There was a female warrior who looked at Chu Feng, her eyes shining with admiration and expectation.
"We have won six games in a row, and there is still one game left. If no master comes off, maybe he will win!" The princess chuckled and glanced at Ye Qing.
"This is his limit."
Ye Qing said sternly, "Brother Lin, I'm begging you!"
"Okay." Lin Ya nodded and smiled coldly, "I'll go meet him and see if he is really that good! If it's just like this, he will never win seven games in a row!"
As Lin Ya took the stage, the whole audience became excited again.
In this competition with thousands of platforms, one of the three most powerful young men is one!
The young master of the Lin family, Lin Ya!
"Chu Feng, I admire you very much, but unfortunately, for some reasons, you are destined to fail. It is your honor for me to end you!"
Lin Ya's eyes were gloomy, "However, I am a very talented person. Even if you are defeated, I can represent the Lin family and give you the surname Lin! Become my Lin family member!"