The palace master had already spoken, and the steward couldn't interfere anymore. He could only nod to the referee on the edge of the martial arts field and signal him to leave it alone.
At this moment, Wu Jiao felt completely relieved when he saw that Lin Pingzhi didn't move at all. In his opinion, Mu Feng would definitely not be able to stop Wang Zhen after taking the Qi Gathering Pill!
In this way, this annoying Mu Feng will finally die in front of him!
At this moment, he wanted to kill Mu Feng not only because of his promise to the Yelu family. It was also because Mu Feng was as small as an ant compared to him, but he could always escape from his hands.
This made him extremely disgusted, so he decided to kill Mu Feng no matter what.
At this moment, the situation on the martial arts field changed. After Wang Zhen took the Explosive Qi Pill, he suddenly exploded. His body was filled with red blood energy, making him look like a demon.
Mu Feng, on the other hand, was at a disadvantage and could only defend passively. Because of the tiger finger, every time he suffered an attack, he felt bursts of pain.
However, he did not panic. Clouds and mist formed under his feet, and he kept dodging, looking for opportunities.
Finally, Wang Zhen punched out, and the tyrannical force blew out a strong wind that could even uproot a big tree.
But at this time, the finger tiger on his fist was directly exposed.
“Collapse Mountain Power!
Mu Feng let out a low cry, and all the strength in his body was concentrated on his fist at this moment, and then he punched Zhihu hard.
The tyrannical power suddenly exploded when it gathered at one point, and cracks instantly appeared on the finger tiger.
Wang Zhen was shocked, took two steps back, and looked at the finger tiger on his right hand with a horrified expression. The finger tiger shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
This made him heartbroken. After all, he had finally exchanged contribution points for this set of finger tigers in the third hall, and now there was one missing.
"Mufeng, die!"
He was even more angry in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly smacked his palm forward, and a red palm print suddenly appeared, blasting towards Mu Feng fiercely!
The tyrannical force caused the entire martial arts training ground to shake at this moment, and a heavy whistling sound came from the air.
Mu Feng frowned at this moment. This Wang Zhen looked like he was going to fight with all his strength. Although he broke the opponent's finger tiger, the human attack was still extremely sharp.
"It seems that a quick victory is needed."
He murmured something, and the clouds and mist under his feet suddenly turned into nine cloud dragons, causing his body to disappear from the place in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.
The red palm print directly shattered the afterimage, but Wang Zhen lost track of Mu Feng.
The next moment, Mu Feng suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out a finger and touched the center of his eyebrows.
"Shocking thorn!"
Mu Feng shouted in a low voice, and the powerful power of the soul suddenly struck out at this moment.
At such a close distance, it was impossible for Wang Zhen to dodge, so he was hit hard by the Jingshen thorn.
For a moment, his mind went blank and he was stunned. Mu Feng pursued the victory and struck his chest with both fists like horns!
Wang Zhen was knocked out. While his body was still in mid-air, he finally recovered a little, but the bursts of severe pain coming from his soul made it impossible for him to stabilize his mind.
Bang!
He fell heavily outside the martial arts training ground and struggled for a long time without getting up. He looked in great pain.
The monks outside the martial arts training ground didn't even understand what happened. Why did Mu Feng just tap Wang Zhen's eyebrows and Wang Zhen stood still?
Moreover, Mu Feng acted too quickly and ended the battle without giving them a chance to observe carefully.
Only at this moment did Lin Pingzhi see clearly what Mu Feng had just done.
"The Holy Art of Soul Attack, no wonder this boy was able to save the third princess." He murmured, with a smile on his face.
At the same time, he slowly turned his head to look at Wu Jiao, leaving the other person with a meaningful smile.
"Winner, Mu Feng!"
The referee immediately announced the result.
"You won all this? Then Wang Zhen let it go, right?"
"It's fake. It must be fake. You can't beat it even if you take drugs?"
The monks outside the martial arts training ground immediately started talking, they couldn't believe this was true.
After swallowing the elixir, Wang Zhen's strength was enough to compare with the monks of the eighth level of Nirvana, but he still lost.
Many people began to cheer at this moment. Mu Feng was probably the first person to enter the second hall at the late sixth level of Nirvana since the establishment of the Martial Temple.
Wu Jiao's face was as gloomy as water at this moment. He looked at Mu Feng on the martial arts field, and his heart was full of hatred. He really wanted to take action himself, but thinking about it, the attack might not be enough for Mu Feng to hit with one hand.
Moreover, Lin Pingzhi's smile just now clearly meant that he knew that Wang Zhen had taken the Explosive Qi Pill at his instigation, so he became even more panicked.
If the emperor knew that he disrupted the competition, he would definitely be furious. So he stood up directly and walked to Wang Zhen's side. His guards immediately lifted Wang Zhen up. "My lord, this Wang Zhen actually
Taking something like Explosive Qi Pill is simply too deceiving. Fortunately, it didn't have much impact. I think he will be expelled from the third hall and I will interrogate him. Maybe there are people who instigated him.
"
Lin Pingzhi knew that Wu Jiao was acting, but he nodded and said, "Then let's do what the prince wants."
Wu Jiao immediately asked someone to take Wang Zhen away from here. After walking out of the Martial Arts Temple, Wu Jiao snorted coldly and kicked Wang Zhen on the body.
"What a waste. Even after taking the Explosive Qi Pill, you couldn't kill Mu Feng?"
Now that Mu Feng has entered the second hall, there is no chance for him to intervene. After all, it is difficult for even him to enter the second hall.
"Sir, that Mu Feng is really weird. He seems to be able to use the Holy Spirit Attack Art. You really don't blame me." Wang Zhen still looked very weak at this moment.
If Mu Feng hadn't been merciful, his soul would have been seriously injured even if it didn't collapse.
Wu Jiao waved his hand and left here with a gloomy expression. Several guards took Wang Zhen to a secret place.
"Guys, Mr. Wu Jiao promised me that he would make me a guest of the royal family." Wang Zhen felt a little flustered in his heart.
"Hmph, let's talk about it in the next life. How could the palace raise such a useless piece of trash?"
One of the guards said with a sneer.
Soon, they killed Wang Zhen, and when they reported it, they said that Wang Zhen was absconding out of fear of crime, and they had no choice but to kill him.
After hearing the news, Mu Feng understood that this was Wu Jiao who was killing people and silencing them, but he had no evidence. What worried him a little was that even though he had won, Wu Hairou still didn't come. It seemed that he had really met someone.