Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2742 Fair fight! (2 more)
The audience in the audience was a little confused at first, not knowing what Ling Feng was going to do, but seeing Ye Xiu gradually getting better, they realized that Ling Feng seemed to be healing his opponent?

This kind of strength of character is really not something that ordinary people can have.

For a while, everyone was full of praise for Ling Feng again.

The referee also saw the situation on the field, so he didn't rush to clear the field. As for the Supreme Emperor, seeing Ling Feng absorbing the cold air in Ye Xiu's body, his condition became worse and worse, which made him even more happy.

About a quarter of an hour or so.

"Okay, I can barely bear this level of cold air."

Ye Xiu looked at Ling Feng and said in a deep voice.

"That's good!"

Ling Feng's voice trembled a little, the cold air was indeed too terrible, even if Ling Feng possessed the body of chaos, he could resist the cold air to a great extent.

But don't forget, this cold air originated from the Xuntian divine power of the Xuntian clan.

The Xuntian Clan is originally a rare race in the Immortal Realm that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Tiandao Clan.

Although Ling Feng was able to resist the cold air and even absorb it, it might be difficult to completely refine it in a short time.

The two flew away from the arena immediately, and after the staff simply tidied up, they re-arranged a brand new arena.

Of course, this process did not take much time.

After the arena was set up, the referee flew up again, and his eyes fell on the only four people left in the preparation area.

"Next, it's the No.3 final match."

The referee's eyes fell on Ye Xiu and Zhu Yan respectively. These two people, one cold and one hot, happened to be the attributes of mutual restraint.

"The two sides of the competition, everyone has already figured it out in their hearts, so I won't let it go. In the third place match, Ye Xiu will face off against Zhu Yan, please play!"

Following the referee's voice, Ye Xiu took a deep breath and stood up from his seat with difficulty.

Although with Ling Feng's help, he barely regained his ability to move, but his current state is really too weak.

Even, every step is a huge challenge for him.

"I……"

Ye Xiu clenched his fists tightly. He knew that with his current state, even if he appeared on stage, he might not be the enemy of Zhu Yan.

However, before he could open his mouth, he heard a clear voice, "I, give up the game!"

The person who spoke was Zhu Yan!
Ye Xiu turned his head to look at Zhu Yan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Yan shrugged, the expression on his face was very flat, "After watching the match just now, I wondered if I was not Ye Xiu's opponent, and besides, with Ye Xiu's current state, even if I win, it's still an invincible victory! So, I abstain!"

"This……"

The referee was stunned for a moment. You know, Zhu Yan is only one step away from the top three.

At this juncture, Ye Xiu was seriously injured, and the No.3 throne was at his fingertips, and he was able to enter Tianhe Pool to practice.

He actually abstained?
"Bullshit!"

The elder of the Chiyan God Clan almost vomited blood with anger, this kid is too upright!

The referee shook his head and smiled, fixed his eyes on Zhu Yan, and asked in a deep voice: "Zhu Yan, have you really thought it through? Are you really going to abstain?"

"I abstain."

Zhu Yan's voice was resounding, without the slightest hesitation. After speaking, he walked out of his seat and left the preparation area.

Ye Xiu looked at Zhu Yan's leaving figure, clenched his fists, his eyes were extremely complicated, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

"This Zhu Yan..."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, seeing Zhu Yan's back gradually disappearing, he couldn't help smiling.

Indeed, his strength is not as good as Ye Xiu's, but with Ye Xiu's current state, he can easily defeat Ye Xiu, win the top three, and gain the opportunity to enter Tianhe Pool.

However, even with such a temptation right in front of him, he still chose to abstain.

This person is interesting!

With Zhu Yan's abstention, Ye Xiu was automatically promoted to No.3 and got the opportunity to enter Tianhe Pool to practice.

"Ahem, then the next match, which everyone is paying close attention to, is the championship match!"

The referee cleared his throat and said loudly: "Prince Wu Xuan, fight against the Temple of the Witch God, Ling Feng!"

Wu Xuan's eyes were bright, he had been waiting for this battle for a long time.

With a sweep of his body, Wu Xuan flew and landed on the ring like a golden-winged roc.

His eyes fixed on Ling Feng, and a smile appeared on his face, "Very well, brother Ling, you really did not disappoint me! Your growth surprised me even more!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, stretched out his movements, and flew onto the ring.

His current situation is also very bad.

He was seriously injured in the previous battle with Ye Xiu, and he had absorbed the cold energy in Ye Xiu's body. In a short period of time, he could only display about [-]% of his strength at most.

In this state, there is almost no chance of winning against Wu Xuan.

"call……"

Ling Feng breathed out a cold breath, his face was still pale, he swung the long sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Come on!"

After Xiao Wushan, it was doomed that there must be a battle between him and Wu Xuan!
At that time, Ling Feng was still very weak, unable to fight Wu Xuan head-on.

But at this moment, Ling Feng has grown to the point where he can fight with those veteran saints, and even win them!
"It seems that you have not recovered."

Wu Xuan took a deep look at Ling Feng, slowly retracted the weapon, and sat down cross-legged.

"Ok?"

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, then glanced at Wu Xuan, "Prince Wu Xuan, what is the meaning of this?"

"I'll wait for you to return to its prime!"

After Wu Xuan finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes directly, without any intention of making a move.

Seeing that Wu Xuan was resting with his eyes closed, Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, bowed his hands to him, and said with a faint smile: "Then, thank you!"

Wu Xuan is a man who can be crazy if he is crazy, but he is indeed an opponent worthy of respect!
"Bullshit!"

On the high platform, the Holy Emperor of the Extreme Dao suddenly frowned deeply.

He calculated for a long time, hoping that Ling Feng and Ye Xiu could lose both, so that Wu Xuan could win the championship [-]%.

But now it's a good thing, everything is developing according to his prediction, but he never expected that his son would actually do such a "stupid thing!"

But there is no way, Wu Xuan has said everything, as the master of the God Clan, he can't order Wu Xuan to take advantage of others' danger, can he?
Ji Dao Sage Emperor shook his head. It was a good thing to be upright, but as a crown prince, a prince of the God Race, being too upright was not a good thing.

……

an hour!
Two hours!

Three hours!

……

When Ling Feng was recovering from breath adjustment, Wu Xuan was also at the side, closing his eyes and resting his mind, not intending to take advantage of others' danger at all.

It seems that no matter how long Ling Feng has to rest, he will definitely wait until the last moment!
This is the arrogance in his bones, he must be upright and fair to fight Ling Feng!
(End of this chapter)