Peerless Martial Soul

"This **** must be defeated today!"

"Yes, don't look at who his opponent is! Haha, although this little beast has made rapid progress recently, he officially started his practice too late, and he has no potential in the future."

"It makes sense!"

Zhao Ruoxi sat in the crowd, looking around triumphantly.

At this time, there was a commotion among the disciples under the stands, and a young man came out from the crowd and slowly stepped onto the ring.

With a long body and a handsome face, his mouth is pursed, with indescribable confidence and determination.

"Brother Chen, yes, Brother Chen!"

The following disciples shouted: "Brother Chen, come on!"

"Break into the top ten! Win glory for us!"

"Brother Chen, we support you!"

Facing the tide of cheers, Chen Feng just pursed his mouth, nodded slightly, and then sat cross-legged on the ring, closing his eyes to rest.

Soon, the time for the war passed, but Chen Feng's opponent has not yet come.

The disciples below clamored, and some of the elders in the stands were also fidgeting.

"It won't be outdated." Chen Feng said to the referee: "Can you just count me as winning?"

The referee glared at him and sneered: "Do you know what your opponent's background is? Tell you, if you want to run over you, it's just like crushing an ant! I advise you, you'd better admit defeat later. , Lest you lose face!"

The referee clearly knew that Chen Feng's opponent was someone he could not afford.

Chen Feng sneered: "A person who tends to be inflamed."

The referee was furious. However, he also heard the news that Chen Feng was able to defeat the Nineth Layer of Houtian.

He is not sure that he can easily defeat Chen Feng, think about it or don't take the humiliation.

At this moment, two human figures flew over and came directly to the stands.

After the two came to the stands, they immediately caused a great sensation.

One of the figures, white clothes surpassing the snow, floats like a fairy, looks beautiful, just like a fairy in the legend. The white robe she wore, the jade ring on her head, and the aura, were obviously top-notch magic weapons.

It turned out to be Ran Yuxue.

Her power at the peak of the Divine Sect Realm exudes, instantly suppressing the audience, and all the elders present are not necessarily her opponents.

She glanced slowly, very arrogant.

"Sister Ran, Sister Ran..."

The elders gathered around him, like stars holding the moon, surrounded him, and said the compliments as if they didn't need money.

Ran Yuxue is the elder of the inner sect, the status is noble, even more than the elder of the outer sect, they are usually not reachable.

If you can flatter her, there are many benefits.

Chen Feng slowly got up and stared at Ran Yuxue, with flames burning in his eyes.

See you finally after a few years!

Today, I must make you admire!

Next to Ran Yuxue there was a young man, about the same age as Chen Feng, also very handsome, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Ran Yuxue.

"This is my nephew in my own family. He is talented and he can pass it. I was taken by my side a long time ago and taught me carefully."

Ran Yuxue said lightly: "According to the rules of the sect, you can't enter the inner sect if you don't participate in the outer sect competition, so come and walk through the scene."

What she said was an understatement, and she didn't put the outer disciples in her eyes at all.

In her opinion, these foreign disciples are all stepping stones for her nephew, and they are not even worthy of opponents.

She is qualified to have such strong self-confidence.

She was the genius of the year and the powerful Nei Zong elder.

Ran Changling glanced around the disciples below, with a thick disdain in his eyes.

He had never stayed in the outer sect and had been with Ran Yuxue. He naturally had a natural sense of superiority, and he looked down upon these outer sect disciples at all.

"Changling, go! Be careful, don't hit him too hard and kill him."

Ran Yuxue's words were full of superiority.

Ran Changling nodded and flew to the end.

Thousands of disciples watched this scene very enviously.

Flying in the sky, this is the magical power only possessed by the strong of the gods, is it that Ran Changling is already a strong of the gods?

It's incredible.

Ran Changling came to the court, looked at Chen Feng, and smiled contemptuously.

He stretched out three fingers and gestured at Chen Feng.

"What do you mean?" Chen Feng asked, frowning.

"Three moves, I only use three moves, I can defeat you!"

Ran Changling yelled wildly.

Chen Feng said coldly: "Then let go!"

Ran Changling stopped talking nonsense, punched out, and the acquired vigor of eightfold burst out, extremely tyrannical.

With this punch, he brought ten thousand catties!

Eightfold, twenty thousand catties of strength.

"Good job!"

Chen Feng laughed loudly.

Fudo Myojin blasted out.

The punches hit each other hard.

Chen Feng didn't move at all, Ran Changling retreated several steps, groaning, bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.

"How is it possible?" He looked at Chen Feng in disbelief and exclaimed: "What is your realm? How can you have power beyond ten thousand catties? Are you the Jiuzhong the day after tomorrow?"

Chen Feng ignored him at all, just stretched out a finger and said solemnly: "One move, it's over."

Ran Yuxue was also surprised. She didn't expect that there would be an opponent in the outer sect that could rival her nephew.