Reborn Saint System

Chapter 87 Resurrection
Since Han Feng was the last one to enter the ring, when he came to the ring, the others had already finished picking their opponents.

Looking at the rest of the winners, Han Feng sighed, indeed, the one who challenges first still has an advantage.

In the first two rounds of challenges, he also saw a few challengers who were below innate, but now, the remaining winners are all above innate in strength.

He randomly picked a cultivator who was closer to him, and Han Feng stood casually, waiting for the battle to start.

As for the person who was picked by Han Feng, his complexion instantly became gloomy. There was obviously a weaker person, but Han Feng chose him instead. He thought it was Han Feng's contempt and insult to him.

"You will pay the price for your choice." The man walked onto the ring with a sullen face, looked at Han Feng, and said coldly.

"Let's make a move!" Han Feng didn't bother to pay attention to his provocation. Since he was already standing on the ring, his words were superfluous, and he used his strength to speak.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the body's surface was instantly covered by the protective energy, and a fierce momentum burst out, like a huge wave rushing towards Han Feng.

Han Feng clenched a fist in one hand and hung it behind his back with the other hand behind him. He looked at his opponent with a calm expression. He neither raised up his protective energy nor exploded his momentum, but his straight body was like a spear like a sword. The huge waves were all broken.

An innate second-level cultivator is not enough for Han Feng to support his body. To deal with him, only physical strength is enough.

"I gave you time, but you don't need the body-protecting qi yourself, and you can't blame anyone if you lose." Seeing that Han Feng didn't even use the body-protecting qi, the man's eyes flashed with joy, his feet moved, and he moved towards With Han Feng rushing over.

"Lighting Sun Fist." With a low shout, the man punched out with a punch, a red light loomed above the fist, and the punch hadn't arrived yet, but the fiery punch had already gushed out. To Hanfeng,

"Mysterious-level skills?" Han Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that an opponent he picked at random would know the mysterious-level skills.

Mysterious-level martial arts have an obvious feature, that is, when used, they have obvious attribute characteristics, such as the Lieyang Fist used by this person, the wind of the fist is hot, and it belongs to fire; Ice palm, the cold air looms when waved, belongs to ice.

However, Han Feng's Xuanyin Cold Ice Palm has been raised to the extreme state, and he can send and receive freely and control it freely, so when he uses it, the cold air is only in the palm, and there is almost no cold air emerging from the outside world; Before it arrived, the heat wave had arrived, at most it was only a small achievement level, and the gap was as big as heaven and earth.

"Basic boxing." He shouted in his heart, and he didn't see Han Feng's gestures. The arm hanging by his side directly punched out. There was no fancy or skill, but it had a natural taste.

This punch is a punch of the ultimate realm.

From the moment Han Feng raised his basic martial arts to the extreme, his random punches and kicks already possessed the power no less than ordinary yellow-level martial arts, plus his superior strength and abnormal physical strength , this punch is enough.

"boom!"

The two fists collided and there was an explosion.

Han Feng's opponent was overjoyed, and even confronted him head-on without the strong energy to protect his body. As long as his own fire fist penetrated into his body for a moment, the opponent would definitely be defeated.

However, before the thought settled in his mind, he felt a terrifying force coming from his fist. The huge force spread from the back of the fist, and was transmitted to his shoulder almost instantly.

The huge thrust produced by the ferocious force made it too late for him to attack the opponent's body with the power of the fire fist, and his body had already started to fly back involuntarily.

He could feel that if he unloaded the force a little slower, the terrifying force would directly smash his arm into pieces.

"How could it be possible to have such terrifying physical strength?" The moment the man flew back, such a thought came to his mind.

But before he could react, the relentless Han Feng followed closely, and punched out again, it was still that simple and random punch.

Only this time, the secret joy in that person's heart has turned into panic. If he is hit by such a punch, he will lose half his life if he doesn't die. Immediately, he stepped faster and his body flew back again.

Looking at the opponent who was flying back, Han Feng had a faint smile on his lips, then retracted his fists and stood still.

Han Feng's actions made the man feel relieved, but he began to wonder why Han Feng would give up such a good opportunity to attack.

However, the voice of the referee cleared his doubts, "The challenged person exits the ring area, the challenger wins, please hand over the player card."

Slightly stunned, then with a wry smile, he took out the player card representing the winner from his arms and threw it to Han Feng. The man turned and left without looking back. Although the loss was a bit "unjust", he was convinced by Han Feng's strength oral.

In the battle between the two, Han Feng didn't even use his true energy from the beginning to the end. He felt that even if he did it all over again, the outcome of the battle would not change.

Taking the player's card and putting it in the ring, Han Feng turned around and walked towards the area where the winner was, where Qu Xiugu and others were already waiting for him.

However, when he came in front of several people, what he got was not congratulations from them, but monster-like eyes from all around.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Han Feng was puzzled.

"Pervert." The four of them said in unison as if they had discussed it, even Tangxi Zhu, who was always indifferent, was no exception.

After the four of them finished speaking, they looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing. Han Feng also understood what the four of them were talking about, so he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and let the four of them laugh.

In fact, not only Qu Xiugu and the others, but also many people present were shocked by Han Feng's physical strength.

"If I could have handled that matter fairly and justly back then, then Han Feng would still be my disciple of Xuanyue, and now I, Xuanyue, would be a little more glorious..."

Mo Tianling felt a faint trace of regret in his heart. The stronger Han Feng behaved, the more regretful he felt in his heart. However, this emotion was only fleeting, and everything was a foregone conclusion. late.

"This little bastard must die." Jiang Lantian felt that his killing intent was almost uncontrollable, unlike Mo Tianling's regret, the stronger Han Feng's performance, the stronger the killing intent in his heart. Can't wait to cut Han Feng under the knife now.

"This person is my strong enemy." Among the crowd, Lu Badao whispered to himself, and his attitude towards Han Feng had changed slightly.

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Han Feng was unaware of these people's thoughts and thoughts. All the challenges in the arena were over, and he was waiting for the master of ceremonies to announce the next round of competition.

Sure enough, after a while, the master of ceremonies' voice sounded again.

"The third round is still a group knockout match. The rules are the same as the second round. The 50 people who win in the end will be the winners. After half an hour, the game will start."

The emcee's voice fell, and discussions among the audience surged.

"Oh my god, half of them will be eliminated!"

"More than 2000 to two hundred, two hundred to one hundred, now one hundred to fifty, how many people will be selected in the end?"

"Then who knows? Just choose one if you can't get it right."

"One is not enough, I think it should be ten!"

Before the Wanmen Conference, Changlan had already issued a notice that this Wanmen Conference will focus on selecting outstanding young people, but how many people will be selected, and what will the selected people be doing?But no one knows.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Han Feng was thoughtful. He didn't understand why the second task released by the system was to let him enter the top 25, but now he knows, because the number of people selected in the end should be 25 people.

At the end of half an hour, everyone went to the stage to draw lots again.

After the lottery was over, Han Feng and the others looked at each other's lottery numbers. Fortunately, there was no oolong situation that required them to fight each other this time.

Immediately, the match started, and the fighting quality of this ten-group match was significantly higher, and the situation of losing with one move was obviously much less, and Han Feng also saw a lot of strong young people in it.

This Ten Thousand Clans Conference gathered almost all the young talents from Changlan's entire country, and most of those who managed to survive to the present were elite disciples from various sects, and their strength would certainly not be too bad.

In the second round, both Qu Xiugu and Tangxi Zhu will be on the stage.

Qu Xiugu's opponent was an innate third-level cultivator, whose strength was comparable to him. However, under Qu Xiugu's powerful martial arts, he didn't last long before he voluntarily surrendered.

On the other hand, Tangxizhu's opponent was a second-level innate cultivator, and his strength was two levels behind Tangxizhu's. He was defeated within a few moves.

In the third game, Ye Zitian played, but unfortunately, Han Feng still didn't see Ye Zitian make a move, because his opponent conceded again.

So far, apart from Ye Zitian making a move in the first round of scuffle, the second and third knockout rounds were all opponents conceded, which made Han Feng sigh, the shadow of a famous tree.

However, after thinking about it, he also understood that instead of facing a strong opponent like Ye Zitian, it is better to save energy to fight the resurrection challenge, maybe there is still hope.

In the fourth game, Han Feng and Qian Rumeng played at the same time.

The strength of Qian Rumeng's opponent is at the second level of congenital, the strength of the two is equal, and judging from the battle between the two, the opponent should also have some background, and various martial arts and methods are also quite extraordinary. It will be hard to tell the winner in half.

On Han Feng's side, the opponent is also an innate second-level cultivator, one level lower than Han Feng, but this person's combat power is very ordinary, not as good as the opponent when Han Feng was resurrected. The fierce and domineering consecutive punches blasted out of the ring.In this battle, Han Feng still did not use his true energy.

He looked at Qian Rumeng and found that she was still fighting, so he walked off the ring alone, came to Qu Xiugu and the others, and watched quietly.

"Qian Rumeng has met his opponent this time." Ye Zitian said with a smile on his face.

"She can win." Qu Xiugu suddenly said with confidence.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows and did not speak. Among the crowd, in terms of familiarity, Qu Xiugu and Qian Rumeng were the most acquainted. Since he said so, then Qian Rumeng must have some useless cards.

At this time, on the ring, the competition of other people has ended, only Qian Rumeng and her opponent are still fighting, and depending on their situation, it is difficult to tell the winner!

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