King of Gods

At that moment, Xiao Qian’s strength and warfare seemed to ignite and erupt, and climbed to the extreme.

Half-step away from the realm, plus the middle-level "Liangyang 诀", let his momentum, instantly oppress the audience, master the initiative, at any time can launch a violent attack on Zhao Feng.

"A newcomer who has just joined Zongmen, how can there be a middle-level practice!"

The disciples outside the challenge desk were so moved and shocked.

"Even in the waiting disciples, except for the first-ranked 'Lin Fan', I have never heard of anyone who has cultivated the middle-level martial arts."

Having a middle-level work method means that Xiao Yu has a greater advantage than other half-steps.

"Oops! I didn't expect Zhao Shidi's first opponent, it was so tricky!"

Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan looked at each other and looked dignified.

Everyone knows that Zhao Feng will face four battles today, and the opponent does not have a fuel-efficient lamp, and even one is more terrible than one.

Therefore, everyone is concerned about whether Zhao Feng can win, but how can he persist in the first few challenges?

Looking at the current situation, the first challenge of "Xiao Yu" has the strength beyond imagination.

"Oh... maybe there is no chance for us to play."

Hong family brothers, a strange laugh.

Challenge the stage.

Zhao Feng looked calm and looked at his first opponent.

Today he will face four battles, so in the first game, he can't be prolonged and must be quick and quick.

Even the first three games must be resolved in a short time.

The really terrible opponent is Hou Yuan, Zhao Feng must guarantee his own strength.

"Zhao Feng! The first round of challenges is your end!"

In Xiao Yan’s eyes, there was a faint red light, and the inner strength of Lieyang suddenly surged, condensing on the double fists and feet.

砰腾!

The red afterimage is swaying, and the smoldering atmosphere of the explosion is filled with Zhao Feng.

"Good horrible explosiveness and internal strength."

Zhao Feng seems to be caught in the fire, the skin is hot and hot, he has not even shot, the other side of the violent inner strength instantly condensed, and launched a strong blow.

噗砰砰——

The fiery redness of the boxing force, just fierce and violent, like a flame explosion, bombarded in front of Zhao Feng.

With the wind! The smoke wave has no shadow!

In the original phantom glimpse, Zhao Feng's figure is invisible and invisible, and sometimes the phantom plunders, from the pressure of the inner strength of the raging inner force, like a fish, the shuttle.

The shadows are interlaced with the red light, and everyone in the field is not seen.

Most people, basically watching the fun, can't touch the north.

However, some of the nine peaks, or half-steps of the disciples, the look is very dignified.

They can see Xiao Yu’s shot, but they can’t see Zhao Feng’s body.

Since the enlightenment of the "fantasy fish map", Zhao Feng's "Smoke Wave No Shadow" has been cultivated to the super-real world.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Feng's body shape, true and false, illusory, full of infinite variables.

Although Xiao Yu’s attack is strong, he almost reached the peak of half-step, but he could not get Zhao Feng’s clothes.

His body speed is not bad, but he can't peek into Zhao Feng's body and reality, and he is deceived by "illusion" again and again.

"In this method, it seems that there is a similar change in the law, is it..."

Qiu deacon stared at the illusion of Zhao Feng's illusion on the field, showing a hint of horror.

Two people on the stage, a moment of confrontation, Xiao Yu's "Liangyang 诀" attack, Wei can reach the point of swearing, but once again emptied, unable to hit the opponent.

His attack power surprised some of the disciples in the top ten.

Even Zhao Feng does not want to confront him. First, the intermediate level of the exercises, the power is too strong, even if Xiao Yu's fire is not high; Second, Zhao Feng should save power to cope with the next challenge.

Lieyang triple blow!

Xiao Yu's whole body is floating in red, and the red boxing strength of the inner strength of Lieyang is like a fire cloud bursting, which is superimposed three times to form a range of shock waves.

Light red waves, carrying terrible heat, rushing in all directions.

The power of this move alone has surpassed the thirteenth season of the original ranking. It is no wonder that Xiao Yu is confident to challenge Zhao Feng.

"broken!"

Zhao Feng’s illusory figure swayed in Xiao Yu’s body and changed a lot.

At this time, he finally shot.

puff! puff! puff!

His index finger is fictitious, and there is a sharp point in the air. The star-studded points of the light and dark are in an arc or straight line. With an incredible trajectory, they rush toward Xiao Yu and pierce the surrounding angerous gas field.

Xiao Yu changed color, his face was slightly pale, because Zhao Feng's finger attack, completely beyond common sense, all kinds of tracks intertwined, but also full of a kind of spirituality, true and false illusion is difficult to distinguish.

He only felt the sound of the explosion, one after another, trying to identify the position through the ear.

However, the "Point Star", which is integrated into the magic fish, is almost a brand new attack martial art. It is more powerful and more variable, giving people all kinds of illusions.

What the eye sees and what the ear hears may not be true.

Because the eyes, ears, and sometimes deceive people, are deceived by illusions.

Hey!

A finger, stabbed Xiao Yu’s shoulder and left a blood mark.

Xiao Yu’s body trembled.

Then, the second to the third...

Xiao Yu was completely passive and madly running "Silhou Yang", trying to counterattack.

However, he couldn't even touch Zhao Feng's clothes.

Zhao Feng's body and attack, mysterious and unpredictable, and numerous variables, often exceed Xiao Yu's judgment.

A moment of hard work, Xiao Yu left seven or eight blood marks, his body shape, hair messy, pale, and kept gasping.

"Put it."

Two illusory figures "overlapping" in front of Xiao Yu, showing the true body of Zhao Feng.

Xiao Yu’s vitality is high, and the injury is not light. If Zhao Feng’s men are not merciful, he may have lost his presence on the spot.

However, since the whole battle, he has not even touched Zhao Feng’s clothes, and his heart is completely irrational.

The sun is breaking the waves!

Xiao Yu’s red palms, crossed a red flaming enthusiasm, and Zhao Feng, who is close at hand.

This scene, let Yang Qingshan and other people under the exclaimed ecstasy, the secret Zhao brother is too big.

Oh!

Zhao Feng figure annihilated, as if dying out of thin air.

Xiao Yu is not good, but he does not wait for him to react, a sharp finger, from behind, through his shoulders.

The power of this finger is condensed to the extreme, such as the needle beam, which penetrates his body.

Xiao Yu’s body was stiff, and his face was pale and sullen. He looked back and saw Zhao Feng as if he could penetrate the cold eyes of his heart: “If this is life and death, you have died enough several times...”

Hearing this statement, Xiao Yu’s figure was shocked, and his face was white and red.

thump!

He was kicked by Zhao Feng and fell out of the challenge table.

Hey!

Outside the field, the disciples were a sensation in the exclamation. Many people, incredulously looking at the teenagers on the stage.

The first round of fighting, for Zhao Feng, is an understatement.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Yu did not touch Zhao Feng's clothes corner and was played between the applause.

In the words of Zhao Feng, if this is a life-and-death fight, Xiao Yu has been killed several times by him.

How is the attack high and how strong is the attack? It is hard to beat in actual combat. This is a typical high-education and low-force.

"The first round, Xiao Yu, the challenge failed!"

Qiu deacon announced.

After the defeat of Xiao Yu, the Hong family brothers, put away the contempt, the look is slightly dignified.

Just before the First World War, Xiao Hao’s performance was almost as good as the top ten.

And these outside elites were actually defeated by Zhao Feng in a playful way.

It can be expected that Zhao Feng’s strength is stronger than that of the two of them.

“The second round, ranking thirteen ‘Zhao Feng’, challenged the ninth ‘Hong Si’.”

In the second round, the challenger became Zhao Feng.

bass!

Hong Si Kui's well-proportioned figure, like a civet cat, slammed into the challenge table.

Zhao Feng's left eye, slightly contracted, he found that the "Hong Si" body movements, extremely flexible, bones and flesh and blood, also broke out a powerful force.

"The body is flexible, there are good refining and sculpt, and the body is strong. Plus the half-step retreat is..."

He has a rough assessment of the strength of Hong Si.

At least in terms of body and physical strength, Hong Si is definitely better than the previous one.

Iron plow arm fist!

Hong Si's body shape jumped into a room, flexible to Zhao Feng in front of him, his body is very different, its attack moves, but it is a big open, the arm is like a thousand pounds of iron plow, cross the horizon.

噗嗤——

On the hard black rock platform, draw a gully that is one or two feet deep and the stone fragments are flying.

Hong Si's "Iron Pear Arm Fist", overbearing deterrence, sweeping everything, in accordance with his own way, to cut out an amazing gully, gas waves, rolling and rolling.

Zhao Feng immediately displayed "Smoke Wave without Shadow", in the attack gap between Hong Si, the wandering changes, true and false are difficult to distinguish.

However, Hong Si's body is dexterous, and the fighting consciousness is much stronger than Xiao Yu, and sometimes chasing Zhao Feng's body trajectory.

Point the star!

Suddenly, the sharp and explosive sound of the finger, from the attack space of Hong Si, in a few arcs, pierced Hong Si's defense inner strength layer.

Hey!

On the thigh of Hong Si, he left a blood mark and suddenly snarled and angered.

Zhao Feng’s attack was successful. He used the left eye to grasp the flaws of Hong Si’s body.

Hong Si of Zhong Zhao, I have not figured out the situation, and I can see that there are very few people in this.

After the thigh injury, Hong Si's body method was slightly sluggish. After that, he was repeatedly hit by Zhao Feng's point star, leaving nearly ten blood marks on his body. Finally, Zhao Feng kicked out the challenge platform.

thump!

Hong Si fell a dog to eat, hate teeth itching, or if he was just beginning to neglect, Zhao Feng injured his thigh, he would not lose so embarrassed.

"The third child! This kid is weird, you have to be careful..."

Hong Si is on the upcoming Hong San Road.

The strength of his brother Hong San is above him, and his mood is more stable.

"Hong San! You don't need to beat this kid, drag him for a while, and kill his physical strength."

A voice rang in his ear.

Hong San heard the words, nodded, and stepped on the challenge platform.

Zhao Feng could not help but look at the third opponent.

Hong San’s expression is much more stable than his younger brother. It’s best to describe it with “four flats and eight stables”.

Iron Eagle God Claw!

Hong San's body can be regressed, agile and dexterous, attacking on the hand, but very fierce, a claw shot, like lightning lightning.

Snapped!

That Thunder and a claw, enough to instantly crack a few inches of the steel plate, the virtual air only sees the sharp marks and plucks, and the sharp screams.

The smoke wave has no shadow!

Zhao Feng's figure flashed, avoiding the terrible blow of Hong San.

Next, the two figures are staggered, you come to me.

Zhao Feng found that Hong San never rushed to shoot, and he was fully committed and meticulous.

Hong Sanyi’s face was calm and calm, staring at Zhao Feng: “The surname Zhao’s kid, Hongmou admits that you are better than me, but I want to win easily from my hand, but it’s not that simple.”

In this battle, his purpose is to kill Zhao Feng's physical strength, and nothing more.