Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3207 Rounding up, it is equal to two hundred strokes!

"It's Director Ling, Director Ling is about to appear!"

"The two big seeded players meet, this match is wonderful!"

"It's really exciting!"

The auditorium erupted in an instant. Unexpectedly, before the top ten finals, the two met in advance.

Countless shouts, countless cheers, one after another.

It's no wonder that with Ling Feng's current momentum, he is undoubtedly the favorite to win the championship.

After all, although the other players are not weak, so far, no one has shown the combat power to defeat the nine patriarchs.

And Ling Feng, the Nodin patriarch who once defeated the Odin clan!

This is the gap.

"Director Ling, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. That's fine, let me see how big the gap is between you and me!"

Kazaki Kurosaki stood still on the ring, and the high-speed rotation of the ring had almost no effect on the powerhouses of their level.

"Brother Kurosaki, please advise!"

Ling Feng's gaze was fixed, and he instantly called out "Destroy All Ten Directions".

The so-called lion fights the rabbit, Ling Feng will never underestimate any opponent, not to mention, Kurosaki Kazukage is also an opponent worthy of respect.

"Ordinary moves have no meaning to you."

Kurosaki started to burn a layer of pitch-black flames all over his body, the flames condensed, and finally covered his cheeks with a unique mask.

However, it was different from what Ling Feng had seen before.

Before, that false mask only covered half of Kurosaki Kazaku's cheek, but this time, it was a complete mask!

"What! The complete mask of the soul!"

Under the stage, many geniuses of the Void Soul clan stared wide-eyed, looking at Kazukaku Kurosaki in astonishment.

"Oh my god, the complete mask! Kurosaki-kun's half face is already complete?"

Kuchiki Kenpachi even stared out several eyeballs.

A half face and a full mask, although they seem to be only half the difference, are actually very different.

If it is said that Kurosaki Kazukaku, who condenses half of his face, is already a Void Soul Clan, a genius monster that is rare in a thousand years.

So at this moment, Kazukaku Kurosaki, who has condensed a complete mask, is simply the second super evildoer who has reached such a state besides the ancestors of Kurosaki's lineage!
"Okay! Okay! That kid of Yikuang, hahahaha! Okay, that's really great!"

On the Yunxiaotai, the patriarch of the Void Soul Clan smiled from ear to ear, "A complete mask, really a complete mask! My ancestors have spirits, and my ancestors bless you!"

The Void Soul patriarch was so excited that he even became a little incoherent.

It's no wonder that in the history of the Void Soul Clan, there are not many clansmen who can condense half of their face. A complete mask only exists in legends.

"congratulations!"

"Xuhun old ghost, you Xuhun clan, there is a monster!"

The patriarchs of the other clans did not hesitate to give their blessings.

The Xuhun clan has a genius monster, so why not in their clan?

When the great world comes, geniuses rise together.

It's just that most geniuses are destined to become foils.

……

"Congratulations, Brother Kurosaki!"

Ling Feng clasped his fists wildly at Heisaki and saluted, and said with a faint smile.

"It's thanks to you, Director Ling, that I can achieve this."

Kurosaki took a deep breath, and the black flame in his hand condensed into a broad-bladed sword.

"Come on, now I should be able to force out part of your strength!"

Kurosaki went crazy, his long sword shook, and he raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Soul Lock Zhanyue!"

Different from the half-faced state before, under the full masked state, his sword light is more domineering and more concise.

Cut down with a single knife, vertical and horizontal hundreds of feet!
The light of the knife filled the sky, sweeping the sky, and the whole world seemed to be destroyed by this knife.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A gleam of light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. Compared with before, the power of Kurosaki Kazuku's knife has increased by at least ten times.

Moreover, this is still on the premise that the Yuanli in the body is suppressed to a certain extent on the arena of ten thousand races.

From the looks of it, it wasn't just me alone who gained something in the battlefield of ten thousand races.

He can even see that there seems to be some kind of blessing of immortality in Kurosaki Kazuku's knife.

Sure enough, this guy has initially grasped the supernatural powers of the immortal way comprehended from the statue of the immortal monarch.

"How? Director Ling, how do you take this knife?"

Kazaki Kurosaki flashed a hint of complacency. The trip to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield not only made half of his evolution perfect, but also acquired a supernatural power of immortality.

These hole cards undoubtedly greatly improved his self-confidence.

Even if he couldn't defeat Ling Feng, at least he could force out most of Ling Feng's true strength.

Being able to force out Ling Feng's hole card is already a kind of victory for him.

"It's a powerful and heavy knife, but it's a pity that the speed is half a beat slower."

Ling Feng focused his eyes, turned the long sword in his hand, and hid it behind his back. He pinched the fingers of his left hand into a sword, and a finger popped out. A wisp of sword energy burst out, deflecting the oncoming knife by a few inches.

The blade almost slid down against Ling Feng's chest, and the overbearing blade energy directly shattered the ground under Ling Feng's feet.

An understatement of the blow, but it dispelled Kurosaki Kazaku's killing move.

This is absolute suppression above the realm of martial arts.

For Ling Feng, these dozen or so nights were more than simply observing and studying.

At this moment, Ling Feng's vision has completely reached the level of immortality.

No matter how strong the move is, as long as it is a mortal's method, to him, it is full of flaws.

Kurosaki Kazaku frowned slightly, and for a moment, Ling Feng in front of him seemed to have turned into an unattainable giant.

Looking up at the high mountain made him feel an inferiority complex that he couldn't compete with.

What kind of state has this guy reached?

Zheng!
Before Kurosaki Kazaku could react, Ling Feng's sword blade had already thrust out from behind him, strangely tricky, with a flash of cold light, it had already reached his throat.

What a fast sword!

In an instant, Kurosaki was in a cold sweat, for that sword strike just now, if it was a life-and-death fight, he would have already been decapitated.

"Accepted!"

Ling Feng retracted his sword back to its sheath, and saluted Herosaki with his fists.

Kurosaki Kazaku's eyes were a little dull, he stared at Ling Feng stupidly, after a long while, he sighed, shook his head and smiled wryly, "I thought...hey, the gap is too big!"

"No, it's not that the difference in strength is too big, it's just that I have seen through your moves, and I am one step ahead of you everywhere."

Ling Feng explained lightly: "What's more, I have always pursued one move to defeat the enemy, and Brother Kurosaki, you have already forced me to use the second move, that is to say, I cannot defeat you within one move. For a As far as a swordsman is concerned, defeating with two strokes is not much different from defeating with two hundred strokes. Rounding up, it means that you and I have fought two hundred strokes."

"Uh..., is... really like this?"

The corner of Kurosaki Kazaku's mouth twitched a few times, feeling that something was wrong.

This rounding is a bit cruel...

"Well, that's right. What's more, I've tried my best!"

Ling Feng nodded with a serious face. In fact, he still let the water go. He had at least a hundred ways. The first move was to put Shifang Juniu on Kurosaki Kazukaku's neck, but he didn't do it.

We are all friends, so we still have to take care of each other's dignity.

What's more, I did show my real strength.

[-]% of real strength can be regarded as real strength.

No problem!
"All right……"

Kurosaki Kazuku shook his head and smiled wryly, his expression was much relieved.

He couldn't see that Ling Feng was actually letting the water go, but his words of consolation were too untechnical.

But fortunately, Kurosaki Kazukaku still has self-knowledge.

What's more, even Patriarch Na Nuo Ding was defeated by Ling Feng, and he was not ashamed to lose.

"You win."

Kurosaki shook his head and smiled wryly, admitting defeat openly. Ling Feng treated him fairly well and did not cause any damage to him.

In other words, he can continue to meet the following games in the best condition.

In the audience, countless people were dumbfounded, and some of them were still immersed in the shock of Kurosaki Kazaku revealing his complete mask.

However, before they could come out of this shock, Ling Feng defeated Kazukaku Kurosaki.

Obviously, it wasn't that Kurosaki Kazukaku was too weak, but that Ling Feng was too strong.

It's not a level of existence at all.

The same seed players, the difference in strength, is it so huge?

"That kid... hey..."

The smile on the face of the head of the Void Soul Clan gradually disappeared.

So what about the super evildoer with a complete mask, after all...

After all, it's just a foil!
This is an era where geniuses arose side by side, but unfortunately, being born in the same era as that Ling Feng was destined to be the sorrow of the arrogance of the same generation, under the radiance of Ling Feng's radiance, it was dim.

(End of this chapter)