In the ring, as a rare peak showdown was announced to have come to an end, the crowd once again cheered wildly. This peak showdown was much more beautiful than any previous one, due to the magnificence and grandeur of Zhong Yuhe’s swordsmanship.
He has become the target of everyone's attention, but Feng Jueyu, who has always been famous for his cleverness, has also demonstrated for the first time his extraordinary powerful strength and amazing physical strength that never tires.
But just when people thought Zhong Yuhe was about to fall out of the top four due to excessive consumption, the appearance of a bottle of thousand-year-old tree heart rock milk pushed the competition to a new climax.
This battle between dragon and tiger seems to have returned to its original point. Judging from the instant recovery of breath in Zhong Yuhe's body, there are signs that it is gradually surpassing the previous momentum.
There is no doubt about the power of the thousand-year-old tree heart rock emulsion.
"Oops, I'm afraid Feng Xiaoyou will lose." Wang Jiutong twisted his eyebrows and turned his gaze to the edge of the ring. He had to be frightened by Qianfen's words.
The amount of real energy that Feng Jueyu consumed just now can be described in astronomical figures. Both of them consumed the same amount of energy. Zhongyu River has a thousand-year tree heart rock milk, but Feng Jueyu does not have the "Purple Extreme Return to Heaven Pill". You
The difference between inferiority and inferiority is clearly visible.
Everyone in the Zhu family was worried about Feng Jueyu. His family were all warriors, so they naturally understood the principle of one thing going down and the other going up. Zhong Yuhe's inner energy returned to the same state, which undoubtedly sentenced Feng Jueyu to death.
Everyone on the field is now looking at Feng Jueyu, wanting to see what his expression will be after he knows that Zhong Yuhe has taken the Millennium Tree Heart Rock Milk?
Surprised, solemn, worried, even deeply fearful...
But what is puzzling is that none of these conjectures came up. Feng Jueyu just frowned and looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned to the podium and asked: "Is this fair?"
These words stunned all the family heads, and they soon realized that he might not be convinced. However, the conference did not explicitly state that taking medicine, surge, and recovery of physical strength was not allowed, and it was never thought that the Zhong family would bring out the Millennium Tree.
Heart rock breasts are such a rare treasure, so there is no fairness or unfairness?
But after Feng Jueyu finished asking, Mrs. Feng Rulan felt somewhat embarrassed, but she couldn't find any excuses, so she could only answer truthfully: "Mr. Feng, since there are no rules in the conference, there is no such thing as fairness and unfairness.
, if you also have the Millennium Tree Heart Rock Milk, you can take it..."
"Oh, it's a pity that I don't have one." Feng Jueyu chuckled.
Hearing Feng Jueyu's confession, the whole audience burst into laughter.
This one shouted: "Master Feng, come on, we are optimistic about you."
That one: "Yeah, fight well, it won't be embarrassing if you lose..."
"Ha ha……"
This is indeed true. If an opponent is forced to use drugs due to his strong cultivation, there will be no shame even if he loses. Feng Jueyu's confession undoubtedly made the atmosphere in the arena rise.
"Thank you, thank you all for your support, haha." Feng Jueyu heard this, smiled and hugged the entire martial arts arena. That kind smile made people feel as happy as a spring breeze.
Others didn't think anything of it, but people like Jing Chen and Yun Mulin were very shrewd. When they saw Feng Jueyu's gesture of handing over, their expressions changed.
Jing Chen said to Jing Jue
I think it won’t be long before a powerful family will appear in Mingcheng again.”
"I didn't see it. He has so many twists and turns in his heart. This kid's thinking is really flexible and tight..."
The heads of the family had different expressions and looked at each other. Then they all nodded in private, full of approval. In fact, there are some things that need not be said. Everyone knows in their hearts that Feng Jueyu is good at cultivation, understanding, and even as a person.
The word "excellent" appears in all aspects of handling things, especially when he returns a favor. This is something that other talented people cannot do because they are pretentious and self-proclaimed to be of noble birth, and they will not pay attention to the compliments of those people.
But Feng Jueyu not only accepted everything, but also didn't have any airs about him. Such a person is definitely the master of winning people's hearts. Jing Chen's words are absolutely correct: as long as he is willing, another aristocratic family will soon be in Zhongtian City.
The rise, coupled with the Dingxin Pavilion, the Forest of Beasts, and now there may be another Ming family, and even the Lu family is behind it, this force cannot be underestimated.
Who is Zhong Yuhe? Naturally, he could feel the great significance behind Feng Jueyu's actions. After seeing him repaying the gift and causing the whole audience to laugh, he inadvertently put his left hand behind his back.
It was a completely subconscious move, but when Zhong Wuxiu saw it, his expression suddenly changed.
No one present knew his grandson anymore. When his left hand was clasped behind his hand, it meant that he had murderous intentions in his heart.
Looking at Feng Jueyu's performance, Zhong Wuxiu immediately realized what had happened. He thought about it and planned to stop it, but when he thought of the poison-avoiding pill that Ming Chengfeng had taken, he held back.
There is no doubt that if such a person stands beside the Ming family, it will create great resistance to his control of the entire Zhongtian City. It would not be a good thing if this trouble can be eliminated in advance.
Zhong Yuhe put his hands behind his back and asked for Zhong Wuxiu's consent from the side. The decision-making power still rested with Zhong Wuxiu's decision whether to kill him or not.
Seeing that Zhong Wuxiu remained silent, Zhong Yuhe stretched out his hand and placed it on his side, with a sinister sneer on his face: "Master Feng, let's start again."
"Okay." Feng Jueyu didn't realize that the opponent was hiding his murderous intentions, and completely regarded Zhong Yuhe as a respectable opponent. This is how a real competition should be. Only by sparing no effort can one understand the true essence of martial arts and make rapid progress.
"Master Zhong, please." Feng Jueyu held one hand behind his back and pointed the sword diagonally at the ground with his right hand. His unparalleled master's demeanor immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.
"What an amazing boy. He is still so calm at this moment. He will definitely be a great man in the future..."
As the final battle of the top four is about to begin again, the martial arts arena has returned to its original calm, and the hearts of all the audience are surging, looking forward to the final outcome of this battle.
Slowly, the two momentums became entangled together, as if two storms were colliding with each other, and the sky and earth surged again, without any loss. The sword energy flowing in the mid-air climbed infinitely at a crazy speed.
"Fistes and feet have no eyes, Mr. Feng, please be careful." Zhong Yuhe gave up the endless violent sword, turned his wrist and shook the sword, a gorgeous and beautiful sword light swept out from the blade, a faint green light flashed dazzlingly
The sword shadows are layered and endless, as if the sword god came to the world, driving the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, slowly advancing towards Feng Jueyu.
"Young Master Zhong, please come here. Even if you die in this battle unfortunately, Feng will never complain." Feng Jueyu remained motionless, with a demeanor that would not change even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. His arrogant true energy was like ten thousand men.
The horse galloped, and if he looked carefully, there was a half-foot-long sword light shining at the tip of the sword.
"What I want is your words." Zhong Yuhe's eyes suddenly surged with infinite murderous intent, and he revealed a sinister sneer under the cover of the sword shadow.
"watch out!"
With a low shout, it was like thunder coming to the world. With a loud bang, Zhong Yuhe crushed the granite bricks under his feet and rushed towards Feng Jueyu with a monstrous sword shadow.
Feng Jueyu also jumped out. His speed was not much slower than Zhong Yuhe. If you look closely, he was even faster than Zhong Yuhe. If you still have reservations at this time, you would be stupid.
Therefore, when Feng Jueyu makes a move, it is the pyrotechnic style of the Red Lightning Sword Technique.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
The two fine steel swords seemed to be coated with a layer of emerald color, and they were put together powerfully. There was a loud bang, and several lasing sparks flew into the sky. They struck each other, and neither of them retreated, their figures
They passed by each other, and then swept out another sword with their backhand. The sky and the earth were vast, the sword shadows were blurry, the gorgeous sword moves and the sword light trailing fire marks reflected each other, covering the gorgeous sun and making it colorless.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
A sudden crisp sound was transmitted continuously, and there were strange signs of tearing in the mid-air of the entire arena. It was the excess internal energy generated by the splitting of the air armor on the two people's bodies, crisscrossing each other, and sparks flying.
Feng Jueyu jumped up and spun around, his sword like a surging river, unfolding continuously, hitting Zhong Yuhe step by step, leaving him unable to fight back. He slashed, stabbed, picked, and swept. Each move was faster than the last.
It was Zhong Yuhe's key point. After dozens of moves, Zhong Yuhe's air armor was shattered, and there were several obvious sword wounds on his body. Although the flesh was only injured, the bright blood red still made people feel
I couldn't help but feel my blood rushing, and I felt extremely happy.
Zhong Yuhe was not bad either. After being suppressed by Feng Jueyu for a round, he endured the painful pain, gritted his teeth, angrily picked up three swords and swung away all Feng Jueyu's attacks, and then rolled on the spot and swept away Liaoyuan General Feng with his sword.
Jue Yu was forced to retreat, and he suddenly tapped his toes and flew up with the wings spread out. Then dozens of piercing arrows were thrust out, like a dozen arrows covering every part of Feng Jueyu's body.
In terms of speed, Zhong Yuhe was not bad at all. Feng Jueyu was in a hurry when he was attacked. He was hit by a sword on his left shoulder, right arm, back of his hand, and calf. They all missed him. The three layers of air armor could not withstand the sword energy at all.
of strife.
This injury was nothing to Feng Jueyu. He turned a blind eye to it. Instead, he shouted "Hello" and rushed forward again, and then started a new round of chasing and beating.
The two of them fought faster and faster, and finally turned into two afterimages shuttled through the sword energy that filled the sky. The fight was so enjoyable that the people watching were dazzled and cheered. There was no trace of Feng Jueyu's strength at all.
There are signs of exhaustion. If someone didn't know the details, who would have thought that this guy had just withstood all the power of Baiyan's first-level martial arts. This guy is as stubborn as a Xiao Qiang who cannot be beaten to death.
The more Zhong Yuhe fought, the more frightened he became. He didn't know why the guy in front of him didn't know how tired he was. If he continued like this, even if he used all the medicinal properties of the thousand-year-old tree heart rock milk, he might not be able to win.
Zhong Yuhe gritted his teeth and suddenly felt certain. He stretched out his left hand that was hidden by his side. On the fingers of his left hand, there was a blue ring with thin thorns. After several rounds of strong attacks,
He broke off Feng Jueyu's attack and saw the opportunity to push out a palm.
This palm came so unexpectedly that Feng Jueyu could not avoid it. Even if he retreated, he would still be hit. He had no other choice but to raise his palm to block. Feng Jueyu did not realize that Zhong Yuhe would use despicable means.
It was understandable that he raised his left hand and shot it out, but with this blow, there was a slight tingling pain in the palm of his hand, and then the whole arm became sore and numb.
"poisonous?"
Feng Jueyu's expression changed, and with a bang, he was kicked by Zhong Yuhe again, and he hit the ground hard...