City Summoner

They all wanted to see Mu Feng continue fighting, but Mu Feng left unexpectedly.

"However! Master Mufeng will definitely continue to come to the arena tomorrow. I believe his goal must be the final spot!"

"Yes! Let's watch Mufeng's duel tomorrow. I'm looking forward to the duel between him and Sun Changjiang. I think it must be very exciting!"

"Hey! This Mu Feng is strong, but compared to Lord Sun Changjiang, there is still a gap. I estimate that he can hold up to ten moves in the hands of Lord Sun Changjiang at most."

"Well, I think so too. Master Sun Changjiang is the second genius of the One Yuan Sect. Even Xu Bugui of the Excalibur Sect was defeated by him. Although Mu Feng is strong, he is unknown in the universe. Missing something”

"Fart! I think Mr. Mufeng is stronger than Sun Changjiang! Can Sun Changjiang win seventy-five games in a row?!"

"I think Lord Sun Changjiang is stronger than Mu Feng, and what's wrong with Mu Feng winning seventy-five games in a row? It's not because of his identity as a fantasy summoner. If you want me to say, Mu Feng is not necessarily capable. Until the time to challenge Lord Sun Changjiang"

In the crowd watching the game, there was a voice of argument.

Some people support Mu Feng, but more people are optimistic about Sun Changjiang.

After all, Sun Changjiang is a veteran super genius, and he is also well-known in the universe.

And Mu Feng had never heard of it before, and at most it could be regarded as a dark horse.

Mu Feng also heard people's comments about him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't care.

As a strong man, how could he care about the thoughts of some people who eat melons, and Sun Changjiang is probably talking in his sleep if he wants to beat him.

Back at the inn where they were staying, Mu Feng and others went to rest early after eating.

But what he didn't know was that, after the dissemination of those who had watched his duel, he was now well-known on Netherworld, and conversations about him could be heard wherever he went.

"Do you still know? A super dark horse appeared on the duel arena today, and in just one day, it has already won seventy-five games in a row."

"Really!? It's so terrifying to win seventy-five games in a row in one day, which is a record-breaking total?!"

"Bragging, doesn't he take a break? How can he win seventy-five games in a row in one day?"

There are also people who don't believe these rumors, because they have won seventy-five games in a row in one day. Such a record is too perverted and beyond everyone's imagination.

However, whether it is believed or not, after some communication, Mu Feng's popularity instantly spread on Netherworld.

Many people have made up their minds in their hearts that they must go to watch Mu Feng's duel tomorrow to see if Mu Feng is as powerful as rumored.

Not only has he won seventy-five consecutive victories in one day, but all of them have been defeated by one move. What is even more terrifying is that even a super genius like Qiu Tianya was defeated in one move.

When he woke up, Mu Feng was refreshed.

After having breakfast downstairs, just as he was about to pay, the shop assistant came up with a respectful smile.

"You are the one Mu Feng who has won seventy-five games in a row. Our boss ordered you to come to our store for dinner and accommodation. This is an honor for our store. We will not charge you a penny, and you will be paid for the room in the future. no more”

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look in the direction of the counter, and saw a rich-looking middle-aged man nodded and smiled at him.

"Okay. Then say thank you to your boss for me."

Mu Feng smiled gratefully. He didn't expect that he would win seventy-five consecutive victories in one day, and there would be such a good thing.

Of course, Mu Feng didn't care about the room and the meal, but thought it was an honor, and it made people happy.

After leaving the door, he walked directly in the direction of the arena.

When walking on the road, many people also walked towards the arena. Obviously, they all went to the arena to dare to watch the duel.

Moreover, among these populations, they are still excitedly talking about the attribution of the last quota.

The people who support Sun Changjiang are the most, and there are people who support Mu Feng, but not many.

"Brother, I went to see Lord Mu Feng duel. I heard that he is very good. He has won seventy-five games in a row in a day, and he still defeated the enemy with one move. I want to go and see if he is as powerful as the rumors. "

Mu Feng was walking in the direction of the arena when suddenly, a thin-looking young man with extremely flexible eyes said to him very familiarly.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, a little bit of laughter.

I didn't expect to meet a person who doubted myself, this situation is a bit speechless and embarrassing.

"Brother, why don't you talk, are you also going to see the duel of Mufeng-sama?"

Seeing that Mu Feng did not speak, the thin young man asked suspiciously.

Mu Feng was speechless, pointed to his nose and said, "I didn't go to see Mu Feng's duel, because I am Mu Feng."

"What?! You are Mu Feng?!"

The thin young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed. , , .

Chapter 690 Black Winged Bat King

"What are you laughing at?!" Mu Feng frowned, looking at the thin young man puzzled.

The skinny young man couldn't seem to laugh, he finally took a breath, patted Mu Feng's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Brother, don't be funny, didn't you say that Mufeng-sama is eight feet tall and has an eight-foot waist, so he is a super strong man? Look at your thin and weak appearance, how can you look like Mufeng-sama?!"

Mu Feng was speechless, what and what.

When was he eight feet tall and his waist was eight feet too? !

If he had this stature, then his whole person would not be a cube.

What Mu Feng didn't know was that it wasn't the thin young man talking nonsense, but there were too many rumors about them.