Zi Yun and the other three people all clenched their little fists in excitement. They could already imagine what a scene it would be like for a senior brother from the alchemy sect to dominate and sweep everyone away.
It was terrifying. From now on, both the inner and outer sects, and even the disciples of the Spiritual Academy could no longer hold their heads high.
"Xiao Feng, come on!" Ling Qing said with a smile.
"No matter which little brat he is, beat him to death with a stick first!"
The corners of Lingfeng's mouth raised, full of confidence.
"The disciples of the Alchemy Sect are also here to join in the fun?"
At this moment, an older boy walked up. His eyes were very arrogant, and he didn't take Ling Feng into consideration at all. He was extremely contemptuous.
An alchemist who doesn't make alchemy properly and even joins Mo Lingzhan is not looking for abuse?
Of course, the news of Mo Yunzong's alchemy sect's defeat also made them very unhappy, so they took advantage of this battle to teach Ling Feng a lesson.
He put his hands behind his back, and seven warrior cyclones rushed up from his body, causing the air around him to tremble.
"Is it him?!"
Looking at the young man, Ling Feng was shocked, and immediately the corners of his mouth curved into an arc.
He didn't expect that in the first battle, he would encounter one of the top ten masters of Mo Yunzong's inner sect - Dong Yue!
Back then, in the wilderness, Dong Yue, Zhang Yuan and others were severely beaten by him and severely injured. Judging from his current strength, it probably took him a long time to recover, right?
"Are you Ling Feng?"
Dong Yue gave Ling Feng a cold and arrogant look, looked down at Ling Feng, and said, "Then, do you admit defeat?"
Is this guy being arrogant?!
Ling Feng's eyes almost bulged out, so Dong Yue is only a seventh-level warrior, and you want him to admit defeat?
I have to say, this is seeking death!
"Are level seven warriors very strong?"
Ling Feng touched his nose and walked slowly towards Dong Yue. He was carrying a big stick, and every step seemed very heavy. When it fell on the battlefield, it made a "dong dong" sound.
"This guy doesn't really want to fight against Senior Brother Dong Yue, does he?"
The disciples of the Mo Yun Sect were stunned. They had not found the slightest fluctuation of the warrior's aura in Ling Feng's body. Moreover, how powerful could a disciple of the Alchemy Sect be?
"Haha, Senior Brother Dong Yue is one of the top ten elites in the inner sect, and he is definitely not something that a small alchemist can match."
People couldn't help laughing when they looked at Ling Feng's silly appearance.
"The ten elites of the inner sect?"
Some people in the Lingwu Academy chuckled. They had seen Ling Feng take action. The strength he showed in his battle with Mo Kong was definitely comparable to that of a martial artist.
On Lingwu Mountain, Wu Yue was beaten so hard that she didn't even let out a fart.
"What's wrong with the alchemist? He can still beat you half to death!"
At this moment, many people in Lingwu Academy were holding back their laughter. The consequences of underestimating that guy would be serious.
"Buzz"
Just when everyone was talking, Ling Feng had already walked up to Dong Yue and smashed him down with a stick. He did not use the golden blood flame, but fought with his body.
"You are looking for death!"
Dong Yue's face darkened, his arrogant look faded, and he immediately drew out his sword. Very quickly, seven warriors rushed forward in a whirlwind.
"Bo"
A wave of air exploded from between the two of them. Ling Feng took a step back abruptly, while Dong Yue's face suddenly turned pale, and a drop of cold sweat broke out.
His arms were numb, the tiger's mouth was broken, and the powerful force took him flying out.
"thump"
He ate shit and fell to the ground, his forehead was bruised, and his little face was so swollen that it was almost bleeding. This was such a shame.
"Hey, I will make you pay the price!"
Suddenly, Dong Yue climbed up, his eyes spitting fire, and he gritted his teeth. The seven warrior cyclones began to circulate crazily and turned into three gang qi. Each gang qi was like a sword.
Fierce Knife Technique!
"Ceng Ceng"
As he slashed with his sword, the air trembled violently, and three rays of energy shot out, reaching Ling Feng in the blink of an eye.
There was a "pop" sound.
An afterimage was torn apart, and Ling Feng disappeared.
"kindness?"
This scene made Dong Yue's face startled, his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked ahead, but found no trace of Ling Feng. This made him very strange, could it be that that boy had been knocked off the battlefield?
However, he soon discovered that the surroundings were quiet. The disciples of both Lingwu Academy and Mo Yun Sect had strange expressions, and some even covered their mouths.
"Buzz, boom"
Suddenly, a shadow of a stick fell from the sky, shining on the back of his head. Suddenly, Dong Yue screamed, and then... flew away.
He ate shit and fell to the ground again. The back of his head was filled with blood, making his eyes bloodshot.
However, he couldn't understand at all, what happened just now?
"Ah, I am the alchemist..."
However, he couldn't allow him to think too much now. He quickly got up, holding the sword and roaring loudly.
"Boom"
However, before he finished speaking, a shadow of a stick fell on his forehead, knocking him to the ground and knocking out his front teeth. He was so angry that he was about to go crazy.
The most important thing is that there are two horns on his forehead and the back of his head, which are almost broken.
"Uh-huh, I want to..."
At this moment, Dong Yue was really crazy. His hair was disheveled, his forehead was bruised and bruised, he was extremely embarrassed, and his mouth was full of blood. He really looked like a madman.
Of course, although he was mad with anger, he was not stupid.
With his previous experience, he rolled quickly to avoid the stick first, and then used the momentum to stand up.
However, he found a foot that was swinging "decidedly".
"Oh, no..."
"Boom"
So, Dong Yue lay on the ground again, missing two more teeth, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his brain was shocked and dizzy. Although Ling Feng had been merciful, the stick alone was very heavy, and it wasn't him
Tolerable.
"I...get out!"
The next moment, Dong Yue rolled again, his movements were like flowing water, and he turned over. The seven warriors whirlwinded and slapped the ground hard, and the whole person jumped up.
"Boom"
But when he jumped up, he found that a stick was getting closer and closer, and "smashed" him directly on the forehead. Then, he saw Ling Feng looking at him with an innocent face.
"thump"
Dong Yue fell to the ground again. He even heard the sound of his skull cracking. He screamed in pain and got up. His eyes seemed to be protruding, staring closely at Ling Feng, with his forehead
His veins were bulging and his eyes were turning black.
"Is it my fault?"
Ling Feng spread his hands innocently and blinked.
"puff"
Dong Yue spurted out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and passed out.
He never dreamed that he was "being smart" and ended up hitting a big stick. The force of the stick was so strong that even he couldn't bear it.
Ling Feng wins!
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then burst into laughter. All the disciples of Lingwu Academy almost burst out laughing. Are these the top ten heroes of the inner sect?
He had been beaten up before, and in the end he was knocked unconscious with a stick.
This battle is so different that it can be said that it has never happened before?
The disciples of the Mo Yun Sect all had black lines between their eyebrows. They all underestimated the senior brother of the Alchemy Sect. The latter did not use his combat power at all, but the speed was extremely terrifying and made them tremble with fear.
A seventh-level warrior was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back!
"It's pretty good to be able to do this just based on speed."
Dugu Yuyue smiled softly. She also saw this battle and could only purse her lips and smile.
I have to say, that guy is very invincible. With just one sentence, Dong Yue was so angry that he vomited blood.
"A few months have passed and you are still so strong. That would make me very disappointed."
Zhong Shui looked at Ling Feng with a look of disappointment on his lips.
He has made great progress in the past few months and has broken through to the martial arts realm. This progress is not small, but because of this, he does not want Ling Feng to be too weak.
"Big Brother, you are so awesome!"
Ziyun said with a face full of surprise.
"Xiao Feng, you did a great job!" Ling Qing also squinted his eyes and smiled.
"I just love being pushy!" Yunmeng snorted.
Ling Feng's appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention. Some people were secretly surprised, but of course some people were dismissive. Just relying on speed could not threaten the disciples of Lingmen and Lingyuan.
Not long after, Sun Tian appeared on the stage. He was dressed in white and his fighting power was formidable.
"Whoosh"
On the fourth platform, he was like a gust of wind, blowing by suddenly, and his opponent couldn't even react, and was kicked off the platform with one foot.
Speed can also be invincible!
Obviously, this is a kind of contempt for Ling Feng. Compared with speed, the latter is far behind!
Undoubtedly, this kick triggered cheers, and Mo Yunzong's momentum, which had been depressed by the beating, also rose. Everyone waved their fists, while Sun Tian glanced at Ling Feng coldly.
"Haha, do you want to declare war?"
Ling Feng curled his lips and said calmly.
Although Sun Tian was very strong, he was at least a ninth-level martial artist, but if he used all his fighting power, he could definitely defeat the latter.
Two quarters of an hour later, Ling Qing also came on stage. Her opponent came from the outer gate of Lingwu Academy. When the latter walked onto the stage, Ling Qing was slightly startled.
"Senior Sister Moran!"
Ling Qing smiled softly on her forehead. Now that her strength has reached the level of a seventh-level warrior, she can fight even a ninth-level warrior. Naturally, she is not afraid of Mo Lan.
"Haha, I don't dare to take this as a senior sister." Mo Lan snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes slightly.
She had been practicing very hard during this period. She also thought that she could meet Ling Qing in the battle with Mo Ling, so that she could take revenge unscrupulously. But today she actually realized it, which made her overjoyed.
Although she also knew that Ling Qing's talent had undergone a transformation, it was absolutely impossible for him to break through to a very high level in just a few months.
"Come on, I just want to see how powerful the girl who was hailed as a genius by the inner sect teacher is now!"
She shouted coldly, and the warrior cyclones flew out one after another.