Divinity Player

Chapter 167 Your Name Is Good
The second elder frowned and said: "That's true, but it was selected according to the rules."

"Second Elder, the rules are dead, people are alive, and can be changed. If he doesn't show his strength, how can he convince the crowd? Besides, chance is a thing for the capable. He doesn't show his strength at all. Why can I enter the Beast Burying Plain? I’m afraid this is the case, everyone is not convinced, everyone is right.”

Zhu Qilang said loudly to the audience.

"Yes, Master Zhu is right."

Everyone shouted.

Especially a few young people with good strength, they called for their efforts.

If Tang Feng's quota obtained by lottery is not counted, if it is based on strength alone, does that mean that they also have a chance.

"this?"

The second elder showed hesitation.

Indeed, this time the ten strongest players were to be selected, which was originally decided.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Qilang showed complacency on his face. He glanced at Tang Feng and thought in his heart: "Hmph, if you dare to offend me, this is the end."

"Let's see it this way. Let me take the shot and try Mu Feng's strength. If he can pass ten moves in my hands, even if he has this strength, I will admit that he has won the top ten places, otherwise If so, let him go."

Finally, Zhu Qilang said coldly.

The second elder's eyes flashed, he thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, let's do it like this."

"Wait a minute, why bother Young Master Zhu to make a move, I, Fan Jian, will challenge Mu Feng, if I can defeat him, then I will take his place."

A young man in a blue robe stepped out, clasped his fists and said.

"Okay, that's fine, I really don't need to take action, Second Elder, what do you think?" Zhu Qilang's eyes flashed, and he asked the Second Elder.

The second elder nodded and said, "Yes!"

This young man is the one who lost to the gloomy-eyed young man before, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level of Huayuan.

It is the strongest except for the nine people who have already entered the top ten.

Even, among the top ten, those who are at the sixth level of Huayuan may not necessarily be his opponents.

He had been unwilling before, but now that he had this opportunity, how could he let it go.

Hearing the second elder's agreement, he was ecstatic in his heart, and with a movement of his body, he jumped onto the battle platform.

"Haha, Mu Feng, come up and fight, it shouldn't be yours, it's never yours."

Fan Jian looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng smiled slightly and didn't speak, just watched.

At this time, he stepped out and walked towards the battle platform.

And Lu Shaodong kept shaking his head at the side, muttering incessantly: "It's really looking for abuse."

Tang Feng was very calm, and stepped onto the stage step by step.

In other words, this competition is the first time for him to be on the stage?

"Your name is Fan Jian?"

Tang Feng asked.

"Yes, have you heard of my name, are you afraid? If you admit defeat now, there is still time."

Fan Jian said proudly.

Tang Feng shook his head, and said, "I haven't heard of it, but your name is very good, and it fits your personality very well."

"Hahaha"

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a burst of laughter.

Especially Lu Shaodong, almost burst out laughing.

"Boy, you are courting death."

Fan Jian roared.

Why couldn't he tell that Tang Feng was making fun of his name? In his life, he hated people making fun of his name the most.

"Wait a minute, I hope you can still speak."

Fan Jian drew out his long sword with a vicious look on his face.

"Keng!"

Without warning, Fan Jian stabbed Tang Feng with his long sword.

Tang Feng didn't move, looked at Fan Jian, still smiling.

It wasn't until Fan Jian's long sword was about to stab him that he muttered, "It's too slow."

boom!
Very directly, Tang Feng punched out.

One inch punch, nine punches.

With a bang, Tang Feng's fist directly hit Fan Jian's sword.

In an instant, the Nine Layers of Dark Energy erupted.

Fan Jian's body trembled violently, and he couldn't help it. He took three steps back, and then he couldn't stand it anymore, and fell backwards.

Then I saw him on the battle platform, making several somersaults in a row, and he turned down the battle platform before stopping.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and then there was a burst of laughter.

Fan Jian lost, and he lost so embarrassingly that he turned somersault and got off the stage.

Fan Jian stood up ashamed, his face turned livid.

This time, his face was completely lost.

"I said, your name is good."

Tang Feng stood on the battle stage, looking at Fan Jiandao.

"You Mufeng, let's wait and see."

Fan Jian yelled, and ran away as if fleeing for his life.

But looking at the situation, Fan Jian didn't seem to be injured.

Of course, this was done on purpose by Tang Feng.

"Okay, Zhu Qilang, don't you want to try my strength? Come up."

Tang Feng looked at Zhu Qilang and said.

"Hmph, Mu Feng, I admit that I underestimated you before, but I think your cultivation should be at the seventh level of Huayuan. It is really rare for a country bumpkin to have such a cultivation, but with such a cultivation , just want to challenge me, I really don’t know the heights of the sky.”

As soon as Zhu Qilang moved, he stepped onto the battle platform and said coldly.

Just now, although Tang Feng defeated Fan Jian with one punch, Fan Jian was not injured, which proved that Tang Feng's cultivation was not too strong, and he should be at the seventh level of Huayuan.

He never thought that Tang Feng's strength was much higher than Fan Jian's, and he could control it freely

.

Not only did he not expect this, but he didn't think about it at all.

Tang Feng smiled faintly, and said: "Just now, Fan Jian said the same thing, and finally he rolled off the battle platform."

"Don't compare me to that trash."

Zhu Qilang said coldly.

"Really? In my opinion, there is no difference between the two of you."

As he said that, Tang Feng took a step forward, and with this step, a powerful aura shot up into the sky.

Huayuan was at the seventh level, the eighth level, and did not stop until the peak of the eighth level.

Zhu Qilang's face changed drastically, and he said in horror: "Your cultivation has reached the peak of Huayuan eighth level."

boom!
Tang Feng didn't bother to respond, so he punched out directly.

Still an inch punch.

Inch fist is very popular, and many people can recognize it at a glance.

"Inch Fist, this Mufeng still uses Inch Fist, it's too careless."

"That's right. With his cultivation base, using an inch fist against Fan Jian is enough, but against Zhu Qilang, using an inch fist is too careless, and he will suffer a lot."

The people watching the battle were discussing a lot, but their eyes were fixed on the two people who were fighting.

"You actually fought me with first-level martial arts, I want you to regret it."

Seeing that Tang Feng was still using an inch fist, Zhu Qilang roared angrily.

Keng!
Zhu Qilang's weapons are two scimitars.

The pure white scimitar cut out, like the two fangs of a giant wolf.

However, Tang Feng's fist was extremely fast, and with a slight sway, it accurately hit the blades of Zhu Qilang's two scimitars.

(End of this chapter)