Feng Chun looked at Ning Qing with a heavy face and said, "Let me accept your challenge on behalf of the Feng family."
It has reached this point, and Feng Zhong can't stop him at all. He has no intention of blaming Feng Chun. He was just like him back then. He knew that the other party was using provocation, but he still insisted on going his own way.
Perhaps if Feng Chun does not accept Ning Qing's challenge today, it will be a lifelong shame for him.
"What do you want to compete with?" Ning Qing said indifferently, seemingly not taking Feng Chun to heart.
"Let's compare spiritual martial arts." Feng Chun's face was cold. Even though he knew that the opponent was a fourth-level spiritual constructor, he still wanted to compete like this. If they competed in spiritual constructs, the two of them would not need to fight. The constructs were carved
Items can be used, but in that case, it will take too long. If you use mental power to control items, it will not take much time, but this stubborn young man still chose to use mental martial arts.
You know, if you choose spiritual martial arts, if the opponent hits hard, he will be seriously injured.
Hearing Feng Chun's words, Feng Zhong frowned, but in the end he did not stop him. He was hopeful that after accepting failure, most people would become afraid of failure, while only a few people would become more and more frustrated.
Yong, he hopes that Feng Chun belongs to that small group of people. If so, the worse his defeat will be today, the higher he will be in the future.
Without finding a special competition stage, the two began a mental martial arts competition at the gate of the Feng family.
Almost in an instant, the two of them released their spiritual power. Feng Chun was the first to condense his spiritual power into a weapon, and then slashed towards Ning Qing. The powerful whistling sound was almost piercing the eardrums. The other Feng family members also
All the spirit constructors frowned at the situation on the field. They very much hoped that Feng Chun could win.
But they all know that the gap between the third-level spiritual constructor and the fourth-level spiritual constructor is too huge.
The mental power attacked, but Ning Qing didn't feel any anxiety at all, and his face didn't change at all, as if nothing had happened. And just when the mental power was about to attack his body, his eyes suddenly flashed.
A ray of light flashed, and then his own spiritual power burst out, rushing away like a tiger roaring.
Boom! The mental powers collided together, and Feng Chun's mental power collapsed instantly, while Ning Qing's power surged towards Feng Chun like a tide. The powerful power made his face suddenly pale, and then turned pale!
With a frown, Ning Qing's spiritual power suddenly turned into a long sword and stabbed hard.
There was no obstruction at all, and Feng Chun could not dodge. A cold air came from his neck, and a drop of viscous liquid flowed out. His eyes were full of surprise.
"You lost!" The spiritual sword cut through Feng Chun's skin, but he did not completely cut his neck. Feng Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief. Although Feng Chun shed a lot of blood, as long as he took a
A piece of anti-hemorrhage pill can restore the body to its original state within three days. This young man does not seem to be as vicious and vicious as Gul back then.
"I lost!" Although he had expected the outcome, Feng Chun did not expect that he could not even take one of the opponent's moves. In so many years, there were only two people who defeated him in spiritual martial arts, and one was Lin Xu.
, and the other one is Ning Qing.
"The young spiritual constructors of the Feng family are all trash!" The faint words came out, like throwing a bomb at the people of the Feng family, deeply bombarding their hearts.
They were angry, and they wanted to roar, but they held back in the end and immediately lowered their heads.
Even Feng Chun lost, how could they win?
This battle was so easy to lose! Ning Qing is too strong. If there are people like this participating in the Spirit Constructor Competition, then what's the point of them participating in the competition? Are they used as a foil?
When the word "waste" was completely uttered, Ning Qing left. He was going to his next target, the Spirit Constructor Guild, followed by the royal family, the Jin family!
Gur is not afraid of anyone, even those as powerful as the Spirit Constructor Guild or as powerful as the royal family!
The title of the sixth-level spiritual constructor is not just for fun. According to his understanding, even the royal family is afraid that no strong person can fight against him. In the Beiming Empire, only the masters of Cangyang and Lingyun Sect are the only ones.
Being able to fight with him, he didn't pay attention to the others at all.
"Hahaha" Gul laughed a few times and flew away, but his voice came from far away, "An old waste taught a bunch of little waste!"
Hearing these words, Feng Zhong's face suddenly turned livid. There were probably only a handful of people in the Beiming Empire who dared to say that he was a waste, but Gur had said this more than once.
At that moment, Feng Zhong even had the urge to summon all the strong men to fight Gur, but he gave up because such a battle would involve too much.
Over the past few decades, the hatred towards Gul has only increased instead of decreasing!
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"Is this the way the Spirit Constructor Guild treats guests?" Gur looked at the closed door and sneered. Although there was a strong man here who was as strong as him, he still had no fear. He understood Cang
With a Yang temperament, this person who values reputation more than life will never do anything to him.
In the inner courtyard, Cang Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened.
"He's finally here!" He let out a helpless sigh. Although his strength was not weaker than that of Gur, he still felt extremely troubled by this man.
It's just that Cang Yang didn't dare to leave here even half a step. Yan Yuan was attacking the fourth-level spiritual constructor, and he didn't want to be disturbed.
Without Cangyang in charge of the overall situation, the guild was in chaos. The elders of the guild were unable to stop so many young spiritual constructors. These people were young and energetic and could not withstand Gur's stimulation. Although the elders used
The powerful spiritual power suppressed these people, but several spiritual constructors still ran out.
"Ning Qing, let me compete with you." Prince Tianchi looked at Ning Qing and said, now he is also a second-level spiritual constructor.
"You are not qualified yet." A burst of spiritual power suddenly came out, attacking Wang Meng fiercely, and he was knocked to the ground. Before he could show any strength, he fainted. The same was true for several other people.
In the end, in desperation, the guild elders could only carry these back.
"Such a strong spiritual power, he should have reached the level of a fourth-level spiritual constructor." His eyes seemed to be a little deeper than a few months ago, and the purple clothes were dancing in the wind. Zi Lan sighed in his heart, that
The temperament on his body seems to be even more noble.
The only thing that remains unchanged is her delicate and pretty face! (To be continued)