"Impossible! Come again."

Zeng Xiaotian couldn't believe that her full-strength attack would be easily resolved by Zhang Yifeng. She gritted her teeth and launched an attack again.

"I still don't admit defeat? Unfortunately, I don't want to play with you for more."

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, his eyes were cold and ruthless.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng shot out the Nine Dragons Phantom Spirit Fist.

hold head high!

With a dragon's sound, a huge golden dragon opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards Zeng Xiaotian.

No mercy, no kindness of a woman.

boom!

The golden dragon fell, and terrifying fluctuations broke out, stones flew, and the ring swayed.

Quiet. The scene was quiet at that time, and everyone was stunned and could not believe their eyes.

At such a close distance, is Zhang Yifeng planning to kill Zeng Xiaotian? Zhang Yifeng's attack just now had no strength at all.

Jingjing, no one spoke in the entire martial arts training ground. Everyone stared at the ring with wide eyes. They all wanted to know if Goddess Zeng Xiaotian was dead?

Finally, the smoke and dust dissipated and Zeng Xiaotian appeared in everyone's sight. Although she was embarrassed, she was still alive.

"Roar, my goddess, I knew you wouldn't be defeated easily!"

"Goddess, good."

The sound of the male warrior roaring loudly came.

But just as the yell of these people fell, Zeng Xiaotian staggered and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The Nine Dragon Phantom Spirit Fist is powerful, and Zhang Yifeng has the ability to kill more and more with the Nine Dragon Phantom Spirit Fist. Even if Zeng Xiaotian blocks it, how could he be safe and sound?

"I admit defeat..."

Zeng Xiaotian still gave in. Although she was unwilling to give up, she knew that she was indeed no match for Zhang Yifeng.

Her words came out, and everyone couldn't believe their ears.

Zeng Xiaotian actually gave up so quickly? So how powerful is Zhang Yifeng? Zeng Xiaotian is also one of the candidates to win the championship. But facing Zhang Yifeng, he lost so quickly.

"Zhang Yifeng won the first battle in the first three."

At this time, the elder's voice came immediately. Then he turned to look at Zhang Yifeng and said.

"Is the body consumed a lot? Can I continue to fight?"

Zhang Yifeng understood the elder's meaning, smiled faintly, and said, "It's totally OK. Let Jiang Wujun come up."

Let Jiang Wujun come up.

Zhang Yifeng's voice kept echoing around. Although his tone was plain, the more dull the time, the more impactful it was!

Doesn’t this plain tone mean that Zhang Yifeng doesn’t take Jiang Wujin seriously at all? They still understand the grudges between Jiang Wujin and Zhang Yifeng. Before the competition began, the two of them had already refused to give in to each other.

The two people who competed against each other entered the finals. So, who is better, Jiang Wujin or Zhang Yifeng?

Who can slap the other person in the face?

Just thinking about it, they are extremely looking forward to it!

Just when the spectators were in a complicated state, Jiang Wuji walked into the battle circle and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a calm and gentle breeze opposite him, Jiang Wuji spoke.

"Are you sure you don't adjust your breath? I think it's better to give you a few hours of rest."

Jiang Wujin frowned slightly. Zhang Yifeng's actions clearly looked down on him.

"It's not necessary to deal with you." Zhang Yifeng spoke again, his voice still calm, but he was very arrogant.

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Wujin smiled, wondering if he was angrily laughing, then his eyes turned cold, "I admit that you are indeed very strong and do have the capital to be arrogant, but unfortunately, your arrogance is looking for death in front of me! I know that you may be very inflated in your heart now. After all, you have passed the hurdles and won the finals. Even Zeng Xiaotian was easily defeated by you, and it is reasonable to inflate it."

"But I just want to say one thing, Zeng Xiaotian is just an ant in my eyes! I can tell you very responsibly that the first one will be me, Jiang Wujun. And you are destined to be my defeated general!"

And you are destined to be my defeated man.

Jiang Wuquan's voice kept floating, and before the battle began, the audience felt the blood boiling.

They all wanted to know, even though Zhang Yifeng showed such strong combat power, where did Jiang Wujin get his confidence? His cultivation was only in the early stage of the acquired state.

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng was also a little confused. After watching his battle with Wen Cuishan, Jiang Wujin was still so confident?

Zhang Yifeng doesn't think that Jiang Wuji is an arrogant person. If the other party says this, he will definitely rely on it. Could it be that Jiang Wuji's true cultivation is not the early stage of the acquired state? Or, there are other trump cards.

He shook his head and stopped thinking in his heart. No matter what trump card he has, he would know it when fighting.

"Everyone can say big talk, but in this case, you will be slapped in the face."

Zhang Yifeng spoke coldly.

"I'll know if it's a slap in the face later. I will let you know what the real pride of heaven is. Transformation." With a low growl, Jiang Wujin transformed into a half-man and half-scorpion.

Jiang Wunian's beast blood is a fire poisonous scorpion, which is a poisonous beast. Especially the scorpion tail, which is like a crochet, is extremely poisonous.

Jiang Wujin transformed, and the aura of the early acquired period swarmed out.

"In the early stage of the acquired day, such cultivation may not be able to defeat me." Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.

"Is that true? You won't think so soon. Mountain and stone battle armor, come out!"

Jiang Wujin suddenly roared, and the next moment, a rock-like armor appeared in his body. Of course, this was not a real rock, but a rock battle armor composed of beast energy.

As soon as the battle armor came out, everyone under the ring exclaimed.

"This is - physical skills! Jiang Wujin actually mastered physical skills!"

Physical skills: In addition to magical and secret techniques, one of the most precious martial arts is far more precious than body skills.

Body skills can increase the speed of the warrior, while physical skills can directly increase strength and defense.

But, this is not over yet. After using his physical skills, Jiang Wujin growled again.

"Phantom Step!"

On the ring, Jiang Wujun's figure became illusory, sometimes appearing on the left and sometimes appearing on the right, like a phantom.

"This...body skills!"

"Jiang Wujin actually obtained both physical skills and physical skills. Oh my God, what kind of adventure did he have?"

Physical skills and body skills are so precious that it is already lucky that a warrior can get one, but Jiang Wujin actually got them all. How can this not shock the spectators?

"Zhang Yifeng, let you know what the gap is, and be beaten passively."

Jiang Wujin laughed loudly. The next moment, his figure appeared behind Zhang Yifeng like a ghost.

The scorpion-like hand suddenly hit Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng noticed something and turned around immediately, but just turned around, he felt a flash in front of him, and Jiang Wujun appeared on his left again, and the huge scorpion hand hit his head.

Fast, too fast!
Chapter completed!