The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

At this time, the night breeze brushed against Qian Yao's flushed face, making him feel ashamed.

A month ago, when he had just levelled up in High order of alchemy, he had beaten Feng Ting to the point of pissing his pants. Now, even though he had used his ultimate move, Chopping Peaks, he was actually forced to retreat by Feng Ting's punch.

This was impossible, but it happened!

On the side, Feng Ting shook his fist, feeling very satisfied with his One Word Collapsing Fist.

This One Word Collapsing Fist was a profound martial skill recorded in the cultivation heavenly law. Although it was only a simple straight fist, its power was enormous.

Fist techniques were divided into ten stages. Each time one was mastered a stage, an invisible force would be added to the chain of attacks.

After a month of practice, he had reached the third stage and could release three formless attacks in a row.

Of course, it was also because he had the Rushing Thunder Back Armour, which allowed Feng Ting's strength and speed to increase by several times. Otherwise, with the foundation of his power, it would absolutely not be possible for him to beat Qian Yao to such a state.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?"

The scene just now truly shocked Ding Chundong.

Not only did the Junior Brother break Qian Yao's Mountain Splitting Slash, he had also sent him flying.

"Senior Brother Ding, do you think I'm fine?" Feng Ting smiled slightly.

"Hehe, it seems fine." Ding Chundong held back his laughter and turned to look at Qian Yao.

"Junior Qian, are you alright?"

The other two Left Discipline Hall disciples also came to Qian Yao's side.

Originally, they came to see Qian Yao oppressing Feng Ting, but now, Qian Yao had actually been pushed back by his fist, leaving them stunned and at a loss as to what to do.

"Hmph, of course I'm fine!"

Qian Yao's face was flushed red, both of his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at Feng Ting.

Feng Ting stretched out his fist and shook it slightly: "Qian Yao, if you're not convinced, you can try again."

"Feng Ting... Accept your death! "

How could Qian Yao be willing to lose? He flew up high and down, his actions were like a blade, going down as far as the heavens and earth, he once again used the Mountain Splitting Slash.

He had been too careless just now and had used 120% of his strength this time.

"How reckless!"

Feng Ting was not alarmed, his fist shone, facing Qian Yao's blade head on. Bang!

The ancient technique was extremely mysterious, to the point where Qian Yao was unable to see through the mysteries of the One Word Collapsing Fist, and only felt that it was just an ordinary straight fist.

"Bang bang."

The fist and the hand clashed again, and both of them were blown away.

"Plop."

But this time, Qian Yao was sent flying eight to nine meters before crashing onto the ground.

As he laid on the ground, his blood was already boiling.

Feng Ting only took two steps back before shaking his fist. "I really don't know how you passed the Grimoire Pavilion examination."

"Feng Ting... "How dare you look down on me."

Even though Qian Yao's expression was full of hatred, the depths of his heart was already filled with fear, like stormy waves.

He did not understand how Feng Ting's casual attack with the straight fist could possess such shocking strength!

Feng Ting laughed as if he did not care.

If it was the past, Qian Yao would definitely use this as an excuse to cripple Feng Ting, but he had just been abused, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "Feng Ting …. You wait... I'll come back for you. "

"I'm ready at any time, but if you're still going to be so weak next time, it's better if you don't come. I'm too lazy to clean up the trash."

Hearing Feng Ting's words, Qian Yao held his chest, where his blood was surging, and provokingly said: "Ten days later, do you dare to fight with me again?"

Feng Ting said boringly: "Since you want to court death, then come."

"Feng Ting, see you in ten days!"

With that said, Qian Yao held onto his chest and led the two to turn around.

At this time, Ding Chundong came over to Feng Ting's side.

He looked at the back of Qian Yao who was walking far away and said worriedly: "Junior Brother, you may not know this, but any disciple who enters the Grimoire Pavilion, will be able to obtain precious Spirit Pill s to assist them in cultivation. With Qian Yao's talent, he will be able to cross the threshold of High order of alchemy very quickly.

"So what?" Feng Ting remained indifferent.

At this time, Ding Chundong was even more confused.

He did not know that when Junior Brother heard that Qian Yao could possibly become a Spirit Cultivator, he did not seem to be afraid at all.

Suddenly, he thought about Feng Ting's punch just now. Although it was normal, it was earth-shattering. Therefore, Ding Chundong asked: "Junior Brother, what martial skill did you use just now, how could it be so powerful?"

"It's just a very ordinary punch."

Feng Ting did not intentionally hide it from him, but One Word Collapsing Fist was just too mysterious. If not for him being in ninth life, he would not be able to unleash such power, and even if he told Ding Chundong about it, he would not be able to understand.

Of course, Ding Chundong did not believe that a simple punch would have such power, but he did not continue to ask. As long as Junior Brother stayed at the back mountain, he would know more.

However, he still could not understand the Junior Brother giving up his Entrance Examination and willingly going into the forest.

It was as if the Junior Brother really did not think much of the Grimoire Pavilion …

At this time, seeing Ding Chundong's uncertain expression, Feng Ting knew that this clever and studious senior brother of his must have used a lot of imagination, but he was still in a hurry to nurture the monkshood, so he did not pay attention to him.

"Senior Martial Brother, I'll go rest first."

After saying that, Feng Ting headed deeper into the forest.

"I'll stay in the woods tonight."

"Junior Brother, where does the forest have a room that's comfortable?"

"I like it."

Ding Chundong originally wanted to say something, but he saw Feng Ting increasing his speed, shaking him off, and in a moment he disappeared into the forest.

He shook his head helplessly.

This kid was getting more and more confused.