Lin Feng's actions instantly lifted the spirits of the 30,000 spectators.
The mysterious and brilliant soul skills are certainly exciting, but the frontal hard steel fighting style can arouse emotions even more and make the audience's blood boil.
"Come on Lin Feng!"
Some girls couldn't help but scream.
In Hongyun University, even if he refines a first-grade demon spirit, the rich and handsome Lin Feng still has many female fans.
Zhang Xingyu did not expect that Lin Feng would be so arrogant, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although they were both second-level warriors, Lin Feng had just entered the second level, and he was already at the peak of the second level, and was only one step away from entering the third level.
How could Lin Feng have the courage to confront himself?
Facing Lin Feng's fist with sharp, wind-breaking power, Zhang Xingyu was full of fighting spirit. Facing the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators, he did not dodge or defend. The fiery red aura covered his fist, and with a hot breath, he punched the same
Swing out.
"Bang!"
A thunderous sound exploded on the ring. Lin Feng took three steps back, while Zhang Xingyu took five steps back before suddenly stopping.
The first time they faced each other head-on, Lin Feng actually won.
This was beyond the expectations of all teachers and students.
"Fuck."
"It really blinded my eyes."
"How is it possible that Lin Feng's power is actually stronger?"
"I just said that if you don't have any trump cards, how dare Lin Feng show his second-level invincibility."
Many students exclaimed, feeling incredible, but Zhang Xingyu's face changed slightly, and his lowered right hand trembled slightly. He didn't hold back just now, he was already giving his best.
At this time, Zhang Xingyu looked at Lin Feng and couldn't help but have a thought flash in his mind: "Martial skills? Or is it the difference in skills?"
A flash of surprise flashed through Zhang Xingyu's heart.
Just now, Lin Feng probably did not use any martial arts, but pure physical strength. Only when the gap in skill levels was too large could it be possible to cross a realm and defeat him in terms of strength.
But he was practicing eighth-level skills. Even if Lin Feng was practicing king-level skills, there was absolutely no way he could defeat him so easily.
Unless it’s a god-level technique?
But, that's simply impossible.
Lin Feng has only been a warrior for a long time. In such a short period of time, even a martial arts monster cannot successfully practice a god-level technique.
Is it an innate divine power?
In a corner under the ring, compared to the enthusiastic audience, the expressions of six figures changed slightly. Five boys and one girl, their eyes became solemn. As the next challenger, Lin Feng's power is so terrifying, simple
In a martial arts showdown, they won't have any advantage.
"Strength can't take advantage. Lin Feng is more talented in combat and can also use two third-level martial arts skills. He can only be possessed by a demon spirit."
Lin Feng's power made Zhang Xingyu understand that he would not be his opponent in a pure martial arts showdown.
"Sure enough, Lin Feng is not that simple. He has no strength at all. How dare he declare war on all those in the second level."
A thought flashed through Zhang Xingyu's mind. When Lin Feng took the initiative to attack and flew towards him, his body retreated. During the process of retreating, a faint light shrouded his body.
The light dissipated, and as his bones crackled, his figure suddenly grew taller. Originally about 1.8 meters, he was now two meters tall. His feet became weirdly slender, and his calves seemed to be deformed.
Obvious curvature.
Not only his height, but also the muscles all over his body began to swell. His body was covered with gray hair. His originally black hair turned into cyan. Two snow-white, crescent-shaped sharp fangs protruded from his mouth, and his eyes turned cold.
Green, the joints of his hands become longer and larger, and the nails become sharp claws.
At this time, Zhang Xingyu looked like a werewolf walking upright.
"Ninth-grade demon spirit, Storm Wolf."
Many people exclaimed. Students who refine ninth-grade demon spirits are very rare even in Hongyun University.
Storm Wolf, a wind attribute demon spirit, is possessed by a demon spirit. It does not have strong power amplification and attribute attacks, but it can give the demon spirit master unparalleled speed.
With its rapid speed and sharp wolf-like claws, it can easily tear apart a human body.
After the demon transformation, Zhang Xingyu looked at Lin Feng with cold eyes, as if looking at his prey. His feet squatted down slightly and bent into an unimaginable arc.
Whoosh!
After bending his feet, they suddenly straightened up. Zhang Xingyu's figure was like a bow, and he jumped up, appearing in front of Lin Feng like lightning, and clawed at Lin Feng's chest with his sharp claws.
Zhang Xingyu originally practiced wind attribute skills, and speed was his advantage. Now in the demon transformation state, his speed is almost twice as fast.
The fierce speed and wind pressure caused Lin Feng to narrow his eyes slightly and look calmly at the whistling claws in front of him. Lin Feng turned slightly to one side and grabbed the sharp claws against his ears.
With a tap of his toes, Lin Feng appeared beside Zhang Xingyu like a ghost, and with a flip of his hand, a silver dagger appeared and slashed towards his neck.
The chill that came from his neck made Zhang Xingyu's face change slightly, and he quickly turned slightly to avoid it.
The strike was fruitless, and the dagger slashed horizontally and downwards without stopping.
"clang!"
Zhang Xingyu blocked Lin Feng's dagger with sparks flying around, making a crisp sound. He held his right hand and held the dagger tightly with his sharp claws. The next moment, Zhang Xingyu wanted to snatch Lin Feng's dagger, but the dagger flipped over, and Zhang Xingyu's strength advantage allowed him to
Unable to control it, not only were two of his nails cut off, but the dagger penetrated deep into his palm, leaving a deep wound in his palm.
As soon as he stepped forward, he stepped back, blood dripping down his arms and the ground. The stinging pain in his palms made Zhang Xingyu's green eyes even colder, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened.
Speed has always been his advantage, but now, he is helpless against Lin Feng, even in the demon-transformed state.
Although his speed is fast, Lin Feng's thunder steps are also very fast.
If we talk about straight-line speed alone, it's even faster than him.
However, Lin Feng's speed is very fast, but Lei Bu's characteristic is that he goes straight and cannot change direction while traveling. If he encounters danger, it is difficult to stop quickly, which is far less flexible than him.
As long as he faced Lin Feng head-on, the third-level Thunder Steps did not pose much of a threat to him. If Lin Feng had not been experienced in combat and had perfect timing, he would have been caught by him long ago.
"The first soul skill: blast."
With a silent thought in his heart, Zhang Xingyu's feet were surrounded by cyan light, and the light became brighter and brighter, as if he was stepping on two cyan clouds.
"blast."
Lin Feng instantly recognized this soul skill.
Swift Wind, Silver Soul Skill,
This is a soul skill that many speed-type demon spiritual masters will absorb.
Although common, it is very practical.
After using this soul skill, Zhang Xingyu's speed will be faster, and Lin Feng knows that he may not be able to keep up with the rhythm.
"This challenge is originally unfair to you. You are already possessed by a demon spirit. I didn't want to use soul skills on you, but you are too strong."
"I can't lose this battle." Zhang Xingyu said in a serious tone.
In response, Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged and he showed no reaction.
In his opinion, his opponent was talking too much nonsense. Did he know that there was a live broadcast and deliberately tell the audience across the country?
Seeing that Lin Feng did not respond, Zhang Xingyu did not continue to talk nonsense. He moved his body, brought up a phantom, and rushed towards Lin Feng. However, when he was two meters close to Lin Feng, he did not attack, but tapped his toes.
Constantly surrounding Lin Feng, looking for opportunities to attack.
Lin Feng looked at Zhang Xingyu's running figure, his body spinning slowly.
"Damn it, this guy is a veteran. He doesn't have any panic at all. He is very experienced."
Seeing that no matter how he changed his position, Lin Feng could always keep his eyes locked on him even if his body could not keep up. As his soul power continued to be consumed, Zhang Xingyu also lost his patience. He no longer hesitated, bent his feet, and suddenly moved towards
He ejected away against Lin Feng, and at the same time, the sharp claws on his hands glowed with a faint red light.
"The second soul skill, fangs."
Fangs, silver soul skills, can give weapons and claws faster attack speed and penetration.
This time, facing Zhang Xingyu who was using two soul skills, Lin Feng once again exceeded everyone's expectations. He did not dodge and rushed straight forward. At the same time, the dagger in his right hand tilted downwards, and a dazzling light traced a trajectory.
, appeared in Zhang Xingyu’s eyes.
The eyes are the most sensitive and fragile part of the body. The sudden appearance of light made Zhang Xingyu close his eyes suddenly, saying something bad in his heart, waving his claws crazily, and at the same time, he wanted to retreat.
But the moment he closed his eyes, the battle was over.
Lin Feng originally rushed towards Zhang Xingyu, but his body swayed to avoid the sharp claws. Lin Feng clenched his right fist fiercely and hit Zhang Xingyu's chest. Because he was wearing long-sleeved sportswear, no one could
Unexpectedly, golden fish scales appeared on Lin Feng's arms.
"Click..."
As a crisp sound came out, a figure flew out upside down, drew a parabola in mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at the figure that collapsed on the ground, the eyes of the 30,000 spectators all froze, and the original cheers and discussions stopped abruptly at this moment.
Defeated!
Zhang Xingyu, who was ranked 63rd on the sophomore ranking list, at the peak of the second level, refined the ninth level demon spirit, and absorbed two soul skills, failed like this.
The exciting battle that I had been waiting so hard for ended in a hurry.
Only two minutes passed.
Lin Feng, apart from using the third-grade Thunder Step, didn't even use Thunder Crit Strike.
"How is that possible? Am I dreaming?"
"It's so despicable, that silver dagger will reflect light."
"Which idiot calls it despicable? According to you, those archers and people who are good at using hidden weapons are not all despicable people."
"That's different."
"What's different? Lin Feng has just entered the second level and refined a first-level demon spirit. How do you want him to fight?"
Amidst the discussion, Lin Feng slowly walked towards Zhang Xingyu, which made many people's expressions change slightly.
This duel is a fight to the death.
Zhang Xingyu has lost his fighting power and has been defeated.
Now that Lin Feng is still stepping forward, is he trying to kill everyone?
As for that?
There is no deep hatred.
At Hongyun University, there are several life-and-death battles every year, but few people actually kill each other.
Fighting to the death is just to fight without any scruples and avoid trouble.
After all, in ordinary challenges, if someone is seriously injured or killed, they will be held responsible.
"you win."
Zhang Xingyu's face was pale, and the severe pain in his chest made his body tremble slightly. Looking at Lin Feng coming slowly, although he was a little unwilling and frustrated, he was not afraid.
He had no intention of killing Lin Feng, and naturally he did not think that Lin Feng would really kill him.
"That's it?" Lin Feng appeared in front of Zhang Xingyu and asked condescendingly.
If a life-and-death fight is resolved like this, and everyone can fight with him to the death, what does it mean to him?
Zhang Xingyu's face changed slightly, he hesitated for a while, and said: "One hundred million, I will give it to you."
One hundred million is exactly the minimum amount prescribed by Lin Feng for gambling.
"You were given two choices at that time. The one you chose was a life-and-death fight. You can choose not to kill you, but a life-and-death fight is different from a gambling fight. The stakes must be doubled, to 200 million."
Zhang Xingyu's face was ugly and his eyes were extremely angry.
At that time, he did not think that he would lose, so he chose to fight to the death. If the gambling capital was 100 million, Yunjin Group should pay the money. After all, he was fighting on behalf of Yunjin Group.
But if it is 200 million, he may be responsible for the extra 100 million.
One hundred million, even to him, is a very large amount.
"There's only 100 million. If it doesn't work, just kill me."
Zhang Xingyu looked at Lin Feng and spoke word by word.
He didn't believe that Lin Feng really dared to kill him.
In front of the teachers and students of Hongyun University, no one dares to kill easily. After all, no one wants their classmates to be cold-blooded killers.
What's more, this battle attracted the attention of the whole country.
Kill someone in front of the whole country?
It is normal for warriors to fight, but as a classmate, if he kills because of such a trivial matter, Lin Feng will definitely face resistance.
"Are you confident?"
Facing the calm Zhang Xingyu, Lin Feng drew an interesting curve at the corner of his mouth: "You guessed it right, I won't kill you, it's too bloody, but I can destroy your soul."
After saying that, Lin Feng slowly placed the dagger on Zhang Xingyu's lower abdomen, pointed the tip of the dagger at the sea of souls, and said with a smile: "Do you dare to take a gamble?"
Take a gamble!
Zhang Xingyu's body trembled, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He was obviously frightened. Although Lin Feng's indifferent eyes did not have murderous intent, there was a trace of eagerness to try.
At this time, Zhang Xingyu wanted to say that if you have the guts, do it, but he didn't dare.
If the Soul Sea is destroyed, he will almost be half useless!
"I really have no money!" Zhang Xingyu shook his head and said bitterly.
Lin Feng smiled slightly: "If you don't have money, go to Yunjin Group. Didn't they send you here? Tell them, if the money doesn't arrive in my account in five minutes, your soul will be pierced by my dagger. They dare not not
Give."
Zhang Xingyu had a bitter look on his face. Indeed, if he made this call, Yunjin Group would have to give it even if he gritted his teeth in front of the national audience.
But if he gave it, he would be afraid that he would no longer be able to obtain resource training from Yunjin.
But, at this time, do I still have a choice?
"you are vicious."
Zhang Xingyu said helplessly. He took his mobile phone with him and dialed the number. He didn't even explain the reason in detail. Without saying more, Yunjin Group already understood what happened.
After all, this is a live broadcast.
They are also the audience.
Two minutes later, Lin Feng's cell phone dinged, and a text message informed that 200 million had been received.
Just as he expected, even if he is reluctant, he must give it without hesitation in front of the whole country.
If you give it, you can still leave a good impression. If you don't, even if Lin Feng doesn't dare to take action, the Yunjin Group's reputation will be ruined.
After paying the money, Zhang Xingyu took a deep look at Lin Feng, then stood up and walked out of the ring with some staggering steps and kept his head lowered.
At this time, Lin Feng looked at the referee: "Next, the one who fights to the death will go first!"