While everyone was sighing, Kong Mufeng got up again.
"Ahem..."
Kong Mufeng coughed twice, reluctantly raised the shocking stick in his hand, and struck towards the white skeleton lying on the ground.
"A wave of hidden injury sticks..."
Kong Mufeng shouted, holding the long stick in his hand like a spear.
"puff…"
Everyone only heard a muffled sound, and the white skull's chest was penetrated directly.
"The White Skull dies, and the Romantic Lord wins in a row."
Everyone had not reacted at first, but as soon as the referee made the announcement, everyone exploded.
They witnessed the birth of a new generation of stars in Warrior Arena.
"If we win nine games in a row, we should be able to advance to bronze with points." Kong Mufeng did the math and walked off the stage.
"Handsome Kong Fuzi." Yuan Haoke ran over and patted Kong Mufeng on the shoulder.
Kong Mufeng smiled and said, "Are you handsome? You can do it too."
"Okay, let's start assigning homework!"
This sentence has become Kong Mufeng's death spell, and his five disciples are afraid when he says this sentence.
"Confucius, it's only for one month, why don't we just let us play freely?" Yuan Haoke begged.
"Shut your mouth, I tell you a number, one month, and I will reach the silver stage." Kong Mufeng said.
"No, aren't you acting crazy every day?" Yuan Haoke protested.
Kong Mufeng said with a smile: "But every time I ask you to complete the tasks, you must be a little stressed."
But this time I was really ruthless. It would take me 28 consecutive wins to reach Bright Silver, and even more if there were losses in the process.
"But, what should we do?" Zhuge Ling and Sun Zhilan walked out and asked.
The attack power of the two of them is relatively weak, and their main attack and auxiliary abilities. If they were to fight one-on-one like Kong Mufeng, they would probably be destroyed on the spot.
Kong Mufeng was embarrassed, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, he said impatiently: "Can't you overcome this small problem? Find a way by yourself."
Kong Mufeng thought for a while and said: "Isn't there a lot of people fighting in this arena? Just follow them and sneak in."
"By the way, I suggest that the five of you fight together in a team fight."
Kong Mufeng had already thought about it: Xiao Hong and Huo Shao were warriors, Xiao Bai was an assassin, Xiao Gui was an auxiliary, and Xiao Nier was a mage.
A group of people were chattering and discussing with each other. People passing by took a look at this strange group of people.
They did not expect that in the next few days, this group of people would cause trouble.
Ten days later, the Advanced Martial Arts Arena represents the highest level of the Warrior Arena.
Here, a thrilling battle is taking place!
"Feng Liujun! Feng Liujun! Feng Liujun!"
In the arena, everyone shouted loudly.
Today's protagonist is a rising star who has suddenly emerged recently.
The jade-faced killer, the romantic king!
Feng Liujun looks handsome and unrestrained, but his methods are ruthless. After nine consecutive battles, he has never lost.
Because of Kong Mufeng's handsome appearance, many women came to watch his battles.
And this battle is an especially important one!
Kong Mufeng, the battle to advance to bronze level.
After reaching a certain number of points, a promotion match begins and you defeat a warrior who has also reached a certain number of points.
The opponent is not very popular, and his strength is about the same as the previous White Skeleton, or even a little worse.
When the man knew that his opponent was Feng Liujun, he almost died of fright.
Who doesn’t know about Feng Liujun? He suddenly emerged as a new force and has no rivals in the black iron stage.
If I meet him, I'm afraid I'll have to consider myself unlucky.
A wooden sign hangs on the wall: Romantic Lord vs. Flame Knife
More than a quarter of an hour has passed.
"Meng Liujun, Feng Liujun!"
Kong Mufeng had already pressed the flame knife to the ground.
"A wave of hidden punches."
Kong Mufeng roared loudly, and the fist in his hand directly hit the man's head.
"No, I give up!"
Admitting defeat means that you will not be able to enter the Warrior Arena again for three days.
Kong Mufeng turned his fist in his hand and punched the ground!
The ground rumbled and cracked, and Kong Mufeng touched the flame knife's head and said, "Be good, you won't get beaten if you admit defeat."
Kong Mufeng fought ten battles, and although they were all extremely brutal, he never killed anyone except White Skull, and at most he seriously injured someone.
In the distance, two people are watching from a distance.
These two people were dressed gorgeously and looked like people of high status. One was tall and the other was short, and both had bright silver tokens hanging around their waists.
This is not an order to join the battle in the Warrior Arena, but an order to become an elder of the Qian Academy.
Kong Mufeng must know these two people. They are the tall and short killers who chased him into the Land of Ghost Crying in the Fear Forest. The short one is called Gu Hun, and the tall one is called Ye Gui.
"This guy is what they call Feng Liujun. Should we recruit him?" Ye Gui pointed at Kong Mufeng and said.
Gu Hun thought deeply: "Don't you think that this person's fighting style is a bit like the same person?"
Gu Hun had seen the battle between Kong Mufeng and Xue Can, so it was familiar to him to watch the battle between Kong and Ambush.
"Are you familiar? I don't remember such a person." Ye Gui said.
Gu Hun thought for a while: "I remember, it was him...Kong Mufeng."
"Kong Mufeng? I just heard that he is still alive. But with this strength, it's not him at first glance." Ye Gui analyzed.
Gu Hun thought: That's right, Kong Mufeng's strength is at most equivalent to the seventh level of the martial arts realm, but now this Feng Liujun is at the ninth level of the martial arts realm.
Kong Mufeng can't break through two levels of cultivation in just two months, right?
"However, it is better to believe that he exists than to believe that he does not exist. Since he is here, his apprentice must also be here. Let's go check it out."
Gu Hun was still very cautious. He couldn't let Kong Mufeng escape this time.
Half an hour later, Gu Hun and Ye Gui met.
Ye Gui said: "I found some clues, follow me."
The two of them walked around and came to the junior martial arts realm arena, which was also the venue for team battles.
"Why did you bring me here?" Gu Hun asked doubtfully.
Ye Gui pointed to the middle of the arena and said, "Look at these five people."
Gu Hun took a look and saw a team wearing strange masks.
There are red ones, white ones, gray ones, green ones, etc., and their information is written on them respectively:
Kaihei Team Captain:Red Giant
Team members: Donkey Head, Green Radish, Ghost Head, White Wolf
"Look at these names, do they look familiar?" Ye Gui reminded.
Gu Hun suddenly realized: "You mean, his group of disciples at this time? But why are they all in the martial arts realm? Are they practicing so fast?"
"Really? Let's give it a try in a few days and we'll find out." Ye Guifuer told Gu Hun his plan.
Gu Hun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
The two turned and left without attracting any attention.
At this time, Kong Mufeng also came here and saw that the battle here was coming to an end.