What made the crowd even more confused was that Cheng Hu, who had been so domineering and arrogant just now, showed no anger at all after hearing Qin Feng's arrogant words. Instead, he showed an expression of fear.
What the hell does this happen?
As if aware of the strange looks in the crowd, Cheng Hu's cheeks became hot and red as if he had been slapped by countless people.
"You... aren't you just relying on the Thunder Sword in your hand to become the best divine weapon in the sky!" Cheng Hu almost instinctively wanted to find an excuse for his panic, so he pointed at the long sword in Qin Feng's hand and shouted loudly.
However, as soon as he said these words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he began to regret it...
"Didn't you rely on having a heaven-level magic weapon before?" Someone in the crowd sneered, feeling disdainful of Cheng Hu's cowardice of giving in without a fight.
"For such a coward to still want to become a core disciple, I'm afraid Lingxiao Academy will be completely disgraced by him."
The comments made Cheng Hu's face even more ugly. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and could still stand on the ring at this time.
It's just that although he stood in the ring, he didn't dare to accept Qin Feng's challenge. He was not Qin Feng's opponent in the first battle in Hidden Mist Mountain, and he was certainly not Qin Feng's opponent now. Moreover, he and Qin Feng
There were grievances between them, and he believed that Qin Feng would definitely use this opportunity to avenge his personal revenge and act viciously.
However, it would be too cowardly to admit defeat directly. How will he be able to hold his own in the academy in the future? Moreover, he tried his best to get the chance to be promoted to a core disciple. If he missed this time, he would have to wait for at least another year, which made him very sad.
It's unwillingness.
In the dilemma, Cheng Hu thought of his good master again, so he looked at Elder Luo for help.
But Elder Luo shook his head, showing a helpless expression. Qin Feng's challenge was reasonable and reasonable. What could he do in full view of everyone? The only thing to blame was Cheng Hu's bad luck. Qin Feng's sudden arrival was also somewhat
What a bad time.
On the contrary, Li Ying's mouth showed a smile, and he felt that Qin Feng came at the right time.
He was still thinking just now, what would happen if Qin Feng suddenly appeared at this time? What he didn't expect was that Qin Feng actually appeared, which really surprised and pleased him. And Qin Feng actually appeared.
This is what happens when the wind appears...
"Arrogant, arrogant... But, I'm starting to like this guy's arrogance." Li Ying thought to herself, touching the non-existent beard on her chin, and the smile on her face became wider.
Although he didn't understand why Qin Feng was always so confident, even arrogant. Cheng Hu's cultivation was clearly far superior to Qin Feng's, but he still acted so fearful. However, he no longer wanted to think about this matter.
The results of several incidents have proven that Qin Feng is indeed confident and can always create some "miracles" that are impossible in ordinary people's eyes. Therefore, it is undoubtedly a waste of expression to worry about such a monster and perverted guy.
However, just when Li Ying put down her worries and prepared to witness a miracle, Qin Feng on the stage suddenly frowned, as if he was contemplating an extremely difficult matter.
"Let's see, I don't need the Thunder Sword." Qin Feng said suddenly.
"Ah?" Cheng Hu's eyes widened, and then he was ecstatic. He previously pointed out that the Ben Lei Sword in Qin Feng's hand was a heaven-level magic weapon. His purpose was just to find a reason for his fear, so that even if he lost, he would not be able to win.
It's not too embarrassing.
But he didn't expect that Qin Feng would voluntarily give up using the Thunder Sword because of these words. This is really... too stupid! Not using the Thunder Sword? There is no doubt that Qin Feng will lose! He has full
Defeat Qin Feng with confidence!
The crowd was silent. They didn't think highly of Qin Feng in this group match. After all, Qin Feng's cultivation level was much lower than Cheng Hu's. The reason why they thought Qin Feng might win was largely because of Cheng Hu's.
Hu's fearful expression when facing Qin Feng, and the Thunder Sword, which is said to be the best in heaven.
However, now Qin Feng says that he does not need the Thunder Sword! This makes people a little incomprehensible. Even if Qin Feng is more confident, there is no need to give up such a magical weapon, right? Is he already arrogant to the point of being hopeless?
The point?
"You...you really don't need the Thunder Sword?" Cheng Hu tried his best to contain his ecstasy and asked cautiously.
Qin Feng nodded and said, "But you must agree to one condition."
Hearing the word bet, Cheng Hu felt a bad feeling in his heart, but he still asked: "What are the conditions?"
"I don't need the Thunder Sword, but if I win, you have to give me the Blood Dance Reincarnation Spear." Qin Feng pointed at the bloody spear inserted in the ring and said.
Cheng Hu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The bloody spear was undoubtedly his most important treasure. He had spent a lot of resources and favors to get it with difficulty.
Although Qin Feng didn't use the Ben Lei Sword, he was sure of winning. But he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case! The last time he bet with Qin Feng, he was also sure of winning. Didn't he lose in the end? He lost money.
It's a small thing, but if you lose the magic weapon, you will never be able to buy it back.
"How about changing the bet, or bet 200 million gold coins like last time?" Cheng Hu asked tentatively.
"I don't want money." Faced with 200 million gold coins, Qin Feng didn't even blink.
Cheng Hu gritted his teeth and turned over his hand to take out a continuous scimitar, and said in a deep voice: "Then how about adding this low-level divine weapon of the heavenly level, the fierce ring sword?" In his opinion, Qin Feng just wanted to
He wanted treasure, and he had treasure.
The crowd looked at Cheng Hu and brought out another magical weapon. They suddenly showed envy and sighed secretly. The Cheng family was indeed one of the eight major families in the royal city. The treasures he brought out at will were so amazing.
"I said, what I want is the Blood Dance Reincarnation Gun. If you don't dare to gamble, get out of here as soon as possible." Qin Feng said coldly, the Thunder Sword in his hand was already glowing with light thunder, as if he was ready to take action at any time, using thunderous means.
He directly knocked Cheng Hu off the ring.
"Why do you insist on my Xu Wu Reincarnation Gun?" Cheng Hu looked ugly. He loved this gun very much because it was the gun used by Yi Tianxing. Not only was it extremely powerful, but it also gave him more dignity when he took it out.
"Because you don't deserve it." Qin Feng said calmly.
This gun was named after Yi Tianxing's Nine Blood Killing Styles, and it also represented Yi Tianxing's lifelong pursuit of martial arts. Cheng Hu certainly did not deserve to own it.
Moreover, Qin Feng knew that during the thirteen years that Yi Tianxing was imprisoned, the space ring had already been taken away, and many of the treasures in it, including the Blood Dance Reincarnation Gun and the nine-style marksmanship secret book of Blood Killing, had also fallen into the hands of others.
.
In the final analysis, this gun is stolen property. Qin Feng and Yi Tianxing are already friends, so of course he will help regain the lost thing of his friend.
"Don't deserve it?" Cheng Hu felt a burst of anger and humiliation. When he lost to Qin Feng in Hidden Mist Mountain before, Qin Feng said similar words. "What a shame! Okay, I will bet with you again. Today I will
Let’s see how you can defeat me without a heaven-level magic weapon!”
"Let's make a move." Qin Feng put the Ben Lei Sword into its scabbard and said calmly.
But Cheng Hu didn't dare to take action. Although the Thunder Sword had been sheathed, it could be unsheathed at any time. Although he was angry at this time, he was not stupid. If the battle came to a critical moment, Qin Feng would not defend.
What if Qianxin used the Thunder Sword again? Wouldn't that be miserable for him?
"You throw the Thunder Sword out, otherwise I won't worry." Cheng Hu said with a gloomy face.
Some people laughed because of Cheng Hu's timidity, but more people guessed Cheng Hu's hidden thoughts and gradually frowned.
"I'm not as shameless as your cousin." Qin Feng didn't think much about it. After saying this, he glanced around and spotted Li Ying not far away, and threw the Ben Lei Sword casually.
Li Ying was stunned, caught the magic sword, and said secretly: "Why is this guy so messy? Isn't it good to just use the magic weapon to win?"
The crowd was also a little unable to react. They only looked at the confident expression on Qin Feng's face and were surprised. "Is he so confident? Throwing out the heaven-level magic weapon is equivalent to throwing away the last means of self-protection.
Okay. Although the group competition is about to end, Cheng Hu is not a good person."
People thought of the tragic situation in the previous game where the young man in purple had been seriously injured and still had three bloody holes stabbed into his body by Cheng Hu.
"What a fool." Cheng Hu showed a sinister smile on his face, as if his plot had succeeded. Qin Feng without the Ben Lei Sword was like a tiger without teeth. Shouldn't he just let him do whatever he wanted?
"I'll stop talking about the ugly things. Although this is just a sparring match, swords and guns have no eyesight. If I hurt you when the time comes, don't blame me." Cheng Hu raised his head and stood with the gun with his nostrils pointed upward, showing off his domineering aura.
, just like a peerless master's warning to an ignorant junior, completely different from the timid and fearful performance before.
"If you can really hurt me, it's your fault." Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
He was unarmed, and the aura on his body was not strong, but he acted so calmly in the face of Cheng Hu's domineering aura. The two completely different performances formed an extremely sharp contrast.
When Cheng Hu saw Qin Feng's ancient face, he felt like vomiting blood. "Pretend, how can this guy be so good at pretending? I want to see what he does after pricking a few blood holes in his body."
How can I be so calm?" Thinking of this, Cheng Hu stopped talking nonsense, the spear in his hand was full of blood, and the spiritual power of the sixth level of Xuanling was fully poured into it.
"Another nine blood-killing moves! This time Cheng Hu faced the unarmed Qin Feng and used such a killing move as soon as he took action!" the crowd exclaimed.
Even Song Qing and the seriously injured young man in purple who were about to leave stopped and looked at Qin Feng's figure on the ring, with a hint of worry and sympathy in their eyes.
On the arena, the blood was overwhelming, and Cheng Hu's spear was indeed extremely domineering. The spear shot out like a dragon out of the sea, making everyone feel irresistible.
However, facing this terrifying shot, Qin Feng, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes. He took half a step forward with his right foot and waved his fist without any fancy.
Above that fist, there was a thin layer of gray mist lingering...