Duanmu Yin's words made many disciples of the Xuanjie Sect slightly change their expressions. Everyone knew that Rong Xiaofeng was a high-level monk at Xinghu level, a top genius at the Dayan Dynasty Academy, and the legitimate son of the Demon Star King. His strength and identity were enough to crush Zhuo Bufan.
This kind of competition is unfair, and Zhuo Bufan will undoubtedly lose.
It was just because of Duanmu Yin's identity that the other disciples of Xuanjie Sect had some objections, but they did not dare to say it clearly.
When Rong Xiaofeng heard this, he laughed and said, "Brother Duanmu is right. The fragments of the origin law are originally unparalleled things. We have all seen them. If you are asked to take them away alone, who can convince them? But if you can beat me, I will let you take the fragments of the origin law, how about it?"
"mean……"
Han Xiaowen, who was standing beside Zhuo Bufan, bit her little silver teeth, with a look of resentment on her pretty face, and said softly: "These two people sing together. If Rong Xiaofeng takes away the fragments of the Original Law, he will probably split half of them for Duanmu Yin. Damn it, isn't this abusive person?"
"Okay, I agree to the competition."
Suddenly, a loud voice broke the strange silence. Zhuo Bufan took a step, his eyes flashed with eloquence, staring straight at Rong Xiaofeng, and a light curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's just that I think this kind of competition is a bit unfair!"
"Oh, how is it unfair?" Rong Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp cold light appeared in his pupils. He didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan would really dare to agree to the competition. However, this was just right, and he had sufficient reasons to beat Zhuo Bufan hard.
"I discovered the fragments of the origin law first. The little prince wanted to take them away and asked to compete with me. If you lose, the fragments of the law belong to you. But if I win, will the little prince not give me a little lottery?" Zhuo Bufan said aloud.
Rong Xiaofeng's eyes were wide open, and the cold light was shining. "Is it a lottery? If you can beat me, I will give you 100,000 soul coins, what about?"
With one sentence, a low voice appeared in the crowd. One hundred thousand soul coins were the number that even Su Yuanfan would feel distressed to take it out. After all, his own cultivation also required a large amount of soul coins, and there were very few soul coins that could be saved.
I'm afraid there is only Rong Xiaofeng, the legitimate son who controls the entire Demon Star King, can take such a generous move.
"Okay, in front of so many people, the little prince may not cheat!"
Zhuo Bufan smiled, and Han Xiaowen, Luo Dao and Wei Ming, who were standing beside Zhuo Bufan, had a strange look on his face. The scene where Zhuo Bufan used his fist to knock away a star-level primary beast is now vivid in his mind.
Han Xiaowen was worried that Zhuo Bufan would offend this little prince if he beat Rong Xiaofeng and would get into trouble in the future.
"Arrogant!"
Rong Xiaofeng snorted coldly, stomped his feet, and his body suddenly looked like an arrow shot out, bringing a strong wind, rushing straight towards Zhuo Bufan. He then raised his right leg and slammed his knees into the chest like a shell.
Although the true energy and spiritual energy cannot be used, the warrior's own physique and martial arts can still exert great power.
As a high-level Xinghu level, Rong Xiaofeng has been practicing in the Great Relic for a year and a half, and is only one step away from hitting the primary level of Xinghai level. Not only is the strong background, he also has strong strength, otherwise he would not be able to become the leader of the Dayan Dynasty Academy.
Bang!
A heavy muffled sound suddenly sounded in the ice forest. Zhuo Bufan's palm was sealed in everyone's surprise eyes, which blocked Rong Xiaofeng's knee strike. Both bodies quickly slid towards Zhuo Bufan's rear.
"Hmm?" Rong Xiaofeng's expression changed slightly, and his pupils stretched out and showed a look of surprise. His attack was blocked by Zhuo Bufan, and he felt like he was hitting an iron plate.
"Little Prince, if you only have this ability, don't blame me for being polite!"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes burst into two cold lights, and he clamped his right fist and slammed at Rong Xiaofeng's cheek. Two fierce winds were blowing at an extremely fast speed, and they hit Rong Xiaofeng's cheek hard. The latter suddenly flew backwards like a shell, hitting heavily on the ice surface. His body was covered with ice surface, leaving a mark of ice marks.
After a moment of fighting, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence. No one expected that Rong Xiaofeng would suffer a big loss.
Duanmu Yin held his arms with his hands and stood on a high place. When he saw this scene, his eyes twitched slightly and his eyebrows frowned into the character Sichuan. Obviously, Zhuo Bufan's performance also shocked him very much.
"Miscellaneous fish, I'm going to kill you!" Rong Xiaofeng stood up and stood up immediately. A slight pain came from his face, and his murderous intent gradually became strong. He was the little prince, the top genius of the Dayan Dynasty Academy, and was beaten by Zhuo Bufan in front of everyone.
This humiliation was more than ten times greater than the pain in the body. Rong Xiaofeng clenched his fists, his eyes as if they were blasting fire.
"Don't you know who is a mixed fish?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, his figure flashed, and he came to Rong Xiaofeng, and waved out with a punch. The strong wind overturned his arms, like a shell hitting the former.
If it weren't forbidden area, Zhuo Bufan would probably have some difficulty in dealing with Rong Xiaofeng. After all, Rong Xiaofeng is also a genius of the Dynasty Academy. He has a strong background and has great treasures and resources. However, this is the forbidden area, and there is only one standard for measuring strength - the strength of the body.
Seeing this, Rong Xiaofeng crossed his arms across his chest and his fists had not arrived, but the fierce wind had already made his face hurt.
"Cun Fist!"
When the fist carrying the strong wind was still half a foot away from Rong Xiaofeng, it suddenly accelerated and burst out with a powerful force again. Then, it hit Rong Xiaofeng's arms hard, and a dull sound broke out again.
Cun Fist, the Dragon Kingdom National Swordsman, suddenly burst out all the strength in a short distance, making the enemy unable to defend.
Rong Xiaofeng's face changed, and a brutal force surged into his body, knocking him out again. His body rolled back on the ice like a rolling gourd, and his arms were even more shocked. The heart-breaking pain made him sweat layer by layer.
The whole audience was quiet. No one expected that this competition would defeat Rong Xiaofeng with Zhuo Bufan's crushing offensive. The latter did not even have the power to counterattack. This result was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Little Prince, do you understand who is the fish now?"
Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly.
"Miscellaneous fish, I must kill you, I want to kill you!" Rong Xiaofeng was already knocked out of his head by anger, stood up again, with a fierce look on his face, and waved his hard fists and bombarded Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, sealed his palm, then turned, pinched the latter's fist, and the hidden force poured in, causing Rong Xiaofeng to change color suddenly. At the same time, Zhuo Bufan raised his right leg, like an iron whip carrying a few strands of white energy and slashed Rong Xiaofeng's waist hard. The latter flew out, his face pale, and a few mouthfuls of red blood were squirting out of his mouth, sprinkling on the ice surface, which was extremely eye-catching.
"Miscellaneous fish, will you admit defeat?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at the latter and said lightly.
"Zhuo Bufan, I advise you to think carefully. This original law is not something you can get!" Rong Xiaofeng stood up shakingly, his eyes were covered with red blood, and his resentful eyes were staring at the former like a poisonous snake. (To be continued)