"With this sword blow, there is absolutely no chance of survival for the Martial Saint!"
"Xiang Feng... shouldn't be a Martial Saint, right?"
"Twenty-year-old Martial Saint? Oh, how is that possible!"
Seeing that the distance between Feng Buping and Xiang Feng was getting closer and closer, the expressions of many people around him became more solemn and curious.
They also wanted to see how strong Xiang Feng was.
Can Xiangfeng block Feng Buping's knife?
Under their gaze, Xiang Feng still stood there with a calm expression in the face of Feng Buping's knife.
It was exactly the same as when Feng Buping launched his attack before.
And when the long knife in Feng Buping's hand was about to strike Xiang Feng, they saw Xiang Feng slap him again as before.
"Crack!"
His palm was like a phantom, landing on Feng Buping's face with precision.
The speed is far beyond what a long sword with uneven winds can match.
Feng Buping's body flew out again.
The long knife also flew down and was firmly planted on the ground.
Feng Buping's body hit the side of the long knife.
The dull sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts.
"How is that possible? Another slap?"
"Is Xiang Feng so strong?"
"Martial Saint? Xiang Feng, is he a Martial Saint?"
"But... was there any spiritual energy fluctuation just now?"
Looking at the calm face of Xiang Feng, many people's scalps felt a little numb.
Ji Suyi immediately looked at Ji Chen, frowned and said: "Uncle Chen, why don't I feel the spiritual energy fluctuations? Have you felt it?"
Her cultivation level is actually not weak, she has also reached the level of a one-star Martial Saint.
However, she did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual energy.
Ji Chen's cultivation level is much stronger than hers, reaching the level of a two-star martial saint.
But he also frowned and smiled bitterly: "Xiang Feng either has never used spiritual energy, or... he is very skilled in the use of spiritual energy. When he makes a move, the spiritual energy condenses and does not disperse. Even if the wind is uneven, he may not be able to sense it.
I can't feel it unless I fight him personally."
"Hehe, actually this is not important anymore. Anyway, regardless of whether Elder Xiang has broken through to the Martial Saint or not, the fact that he can defeat Feng Buping so easily is enough to prove that he has the strength of the Martial Saint."
Ji Suyi grinned.
Ji Chen smiled bitterly and said: "Su Yi, even if he really has the strength of a one-star martial saint, he can't actually help you."
Ji Suyi shrugged, "It doesn't matter. Even if I can't help my father in the future, I can still help him recruit a strong man."
Hearing this, Ji Chen didn't speak anymore, but sighed softly in his heart.
It's a pity that although Xiang Feng is extremely talented, he is still a bit young.
If Xiang Feng can practice for a few more years and now has the strength of an intermediate martial saint, there is indeed hope that he can help Su Yi.
At this moment, everyone around him also had a look of shock.
"Martial Saint! This Xiangfeng must have reached the level of Martial Saint. No wonder he dares to seek injustice without any scruples."
Yang Wangji shook his head and sighed softly.
Huang Minghao said: "A twenty-year-old Martial Saint, even if he is placed in the Jinling Branch of our Tianwu Academy, he can definitely be regarded as a top genius. A strong man at the vice-dean level is willing to accept him as a closed disciple."
.Even the dean may be tempted."
Cheng Bingxue, who was on the side, looked at Xiang Feng, with a gleam of color in his beautiful eyes.
Twenty-year-old Martial Saint...
My father will definitely be interested, right?
"Xiang Feng, you...how are you so strong? Have you broken through to the Martial Saint level?"
At this moment, Feng Buping had struggled to stand up.
On both sides of his face, there was a bright red slap mark.
He looked at Xiang Feng with eyes filled with hatred and resentment, as well as shock and surprise.
He always thought that if there was no one to help Xiang Feng, it would be extremely simple to defeat Xiang Feng by himself.
But he never expected that after he took action, he would be slapped away.
Then he tried his best and even used his martial arts skills, but the result remained unchanged. He was slapped away again.
Xiangfeng, it’s too strong!
So he wanted to know if Xiang Feng had cultivated spiritual energy and entered the realm of martial saint.
However, Xiang Feng did not give him any face and said directly: "Whether I have broken through to the Martial Saint is none of your business? You just need to know that there is a life and death battle between you and me. And now, the battle is not over yet.
Woolen cloth."
"The battle of life and death..."
Hearing these three words, Feng Buping's heart trembled violently.
Put it before, he would naturally not be afraid.
But right now, he is no match for Xiang Feng.
If he continues to fight, there is only one result waiting for him, and that is to be beaten to death by Xiang Feng.
"Xiang Feng, my cousin is not as skilled as you, and his strength is not as good as yours. He lost this life and death battle!"
At this moment, Yang Wangji stepped forward and said, "Let this battle end here. As for the bet of 20 billion, he will transfer it to you!"
"Oh yes, bet..."
Hearing the word 'twenty billion', Xiang Feng suddenly realized a problem.
Although I am fighting a life and death battle against Feng Buping, I still have a stake of 20 billion.
The bet is his goal.
But if Feng Buping is killed, how can he get the 20 billion in Feng Buping's card?
"This is the end of the battle? Are you kidding me? What we are engaging in is a life and death battle! Since it is a life and death battle, the final result is naturally one death. There is no such thing as an end immediately if one party admits defeat!"
Although Xiang Feng was aware of the 'bet' issue, he did not mention it. Instead, he rolled his eyes and snorted.
Yang Wangji's expression turned cold, "Xiang Feng, let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Wangji. I am a member of the Yang family in Wuxi City and a student of Tianwu Academy. I am also Feng Buping's cousin. Can you give me some face?"
, is this life and death battle over? I asked my cousin Feng Buping to transfer 20 billion to you immediately, what do you think?"
"Okay, your name is Yang Wangji, right? Then I'll give you some face!" Xiang Feng nodded.
Hearing this, Yang Wangji laughed.
As expected, not many people dare to ignore the name of the Yang family in Wuxi City.
The Yang family is one of the giants in Wuxi City, an absolutely wealthy family.
But Xiang Feng's next words made his expression turn completely cold.
"In this life-and-death battle, I won't kill him. But if he wants to save his life, he has to pay more!"
Xiang Feng continued: "He Feng Buping is not only a student of Tianwu Academy, but also a relative of your Yang family in Wuxi City. His worth must be extraordinary. His life must be worth at least 20 billion, right?"
The smile on Yang Wangji's face froze and he said coldly: "Xiang Feng, what do you mean by this?"
"Literally of course..."
Xiang Feng said: "He only needs to transfer 40 billion to me, and then I can spare his life. How about it, am I enough to give you face?"