Chapter 948

As Feng Zhuo retreated harder, more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

However, his attack did not slow down by half a minute, but became more and more fierce.

"Oh! I really thought that the middle stage of the fourth level of Tianling could withstand the attack of the peak of the seventh level of Tianling. It turned out that it was all fake before!" Mu Xi laughed mockingly, and her always gloomy face became lively. stand up.

I don't know how many people present breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the correct way to open it.

How can a slag in the middle of Tianling's fourth level compare with the peak of Tianling's seventh level?
Yun Fancheng also laughed. He looked at Qin Qi beside him, and said, "Why don't you talk anymore? Is it difficult to even speak after being slapped in the face?"

"A bunch of idiots!" Qin Qi snorted coldly.

Based on his understanding of Feng Zhuo, he felt that Feng Zhuo was holding back a big move.

However, seeing that Feng Zhuo was beaten without any strength to fight back, he still couldn't help becoming anxious.

"Those who believe that they can surpass the third level and win are idiots!" Tuoba Ling followed up, then raised his head to look at Dongfang Bai, and said, "Brother Dongfang, is Linger right?"

"Yes!" Dongfang Bai rubbed the top of her head, and there was a slight smile on his gloomy face.

His eyes fell on the beaten and retreating people in the field, and his eyes were full of doubts.

Didn't the people around you notice it?

The eyes of that Zhuo girl were carved out of the same mold as the eyes of the young master of the Yun family's ancestral land, even the expression that flickered inside was so similar.

And the young master of the Yun family's ancestral land has been yelled to be a woman, named Feng Zhuo!
It also happened to have a burning word!
Is this a coincidence?
If it wasn't a coincidence, how could a person from the Eastern Ming Continent reach Zhongming in such a short time?
Moreover, when that young master was in the ancestral land of the Yun family, he had just broken through to the spirit of the earth.

How much time has passed before he was promoted to the middle stage of the fourth order of Tianling?
Even the top geniuses in the Zhongming Continent, with such a strong aura of heaven and earth, and so many cultivation resources, it is impossible to have such a fast speed, right?
Is he thinking too much?

Dongfang Bai closed his eyes, and put away all the doubts in his eyes, let's take a look before talking.

Time was passing by every minute and every second, and many people present turned their faces away and shouted loudly: "Miss Zhuo, admit defeat! Even if you admit defeat, there is nothing shameful! You can win at the peak of Tianling's seventh order!" Under continuous attack, you can persist for such a long time, you are still the well-deserved rookie king of our Bahuang City!"

"Miss Burning, admit defeat!"

There were also many people present who couldn't help but echoed.

They really don't want to see that person who has always been invincible in the arena being crushed and beaten like this.

I don't know why, but my heart hurts silently.

"Admit defeat? Only cowards will admit defeat!" Fengxi smiled, and after punching Feng Zhuo hard a few times, she continued, "What's more, Miss Zhuo fights at her own expense, and she has no right to admit defeat. You have forgotten ?"

The scene fell silent.

Coward?

As long as the three views are upright, no one will think that Feng Zhuo is a coward if he admits defeat now.

How dare a bastard fight against someone who has surpassed the third rank?
Can the bastard survive in silence for so long under the hands of someone who has surpassed the third level?
However, they had no way to refute the second half of what Fengxi said.

(End of this chapter)

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