"Han Feng, why are you here?" Long Yu said in surprise.
Han Feng turned around and said with a smile: "My friend fought against me, how could I, the person involved, be a turtle?"
Long Yu was a little embarrassed and said helplessly: "I'm useless! I can't even stop one."
"I'm implicating you." Han Feng said guiltily, and after saying that, he glanced at the boy on the competition stage and the people watching the show in the audience, and said coldly: "What should be ashamed of are these so-called "old brands
〃Disciple, it really opened my eyes.〃
"you…〃
"It's so arrogant. Do you think you're better than us after breaking through the third critical point of the Ice Cave?"
"This Han Feng should have eliminated his arrogance, otherwise he would really not take us seriously."
There were many different opinions in the audience. Those who had long become formal disciples were very angry by Han Feng's words, while those who had just become formal disciples silently supported Han Feng.
In any sect, the newly promoted formal disciples are often suppressed by veteran disciples. Once they have any famous deeds, they will be challenged until they lose their entire body. Yunyue Sect is no exception.
The top leaders of the sect also acknowledged this behavior. No matter how the new disciples complain, it seems to have become an unwritten rule. It has always been like this, so many new disciples are very low-key, otherwise it would be like
Han Feng was attacked by those old disciples like this.
"You are Han Feng, right? I heard you are quite powerful, but I don't know if it's like the rumors, or you're just a false reputation." The boy opposite Han Feng sneered.
Han Feng glanced at the other party, "I dare not take it for you, but I am more than enough to deal with someone like you."
"You... OK, very good, then let me see it." The young man said gloomy.
Long Yu looked at Han Feng worriedly, "Han Feng, you have to be careful of him. This guy is named Mu Feng. He ranks among the top ten of all official disciples, very strong!"
Han Feng just smiled faintly, "You go down and take good care of yourself first, and leave the following matter to me."
Seeing that Han Feng was so confident, Long Yu didn't want to say much, so he jumped off the competition platform with a spear in his hand and stood with Murong Xu.
"Mu Feng is right? Take a move!" Han Feng didn't even take Xuanbing, and just looked at the other party with a smile.
However, Mu Feng did not dare to be careless. Han Feng blocked his violent attack as soon as he appeared, which shows that his strength was terrible.
Mu Feng immediately waved the Xuan soldiers in his hand, and a large number of light spots appeared around him again, forming a starlight pattern twice as large as when he fought with Long Yu just now, rushing towards Han Feng.
"Not good!" Long Yu's face changed drastically, but he knew clearly the power of the starlight pattern. At this time, it was even more powerful, and the power could be imagined.
However, Han Feng was still the same. Facing the fierce starry pattern, he smiled slightly and rushed towards the other party.
"Is this guy crazy? Want to resist?" Everyone in the audience looked at Han Feng on the stage in shock, a little incredible.
While running quickly, Han Feng was also carefully looking at the starlight pattern, and blue light gathered on his fingers.
Just as he met with it, Han Feng suddenly took action, and saw him pointing light on the starlight pattern, which instantly turned into light like glass.
"this…〃
Mu Feng looked at the scene in a daze, unable to believe his eyes.
"There must be something wrong." Mu Feng's face turned pale, and the strongest attack was easily cracked by the opponent. How to establish his authority must make another move if he makes a move.
How could Han Feng make him satisfied? He was as fast as lightning. Blue light gathered on his fingers and appeared in front of Mu Feng like the wind.
"No!" Mu Feng watched Han Feng's fingers that were bluishly lit up and approaching him, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he could no longer dodge.
Na Zhi Han Feng suddenly stopped and kicked the latter in the stomach.
"Aowoo!" Mu Feng's eyes were wide open, and under the gaze of everyone, Han Feng was kicked away and vomited blood and foamed at the mouth.
Han Feng originally wanted the other party's life, but this was in the sect, and the rules were extremely strict. The disciples under the sect could compete for challenges, but they would never hurt their lives. Otherwise, they would be directly expelled by the sect, and Han Feng had to let him go.
"Okay, come on, Han Feng!" Long Yu and Murong Xu shouted excitedly in the audience, regardless of the cold eyes of other old disciples.
Han Feng glanced lightly and swept the crowd coldly over the audience, "Who else is going to challenge me, Han Feng, one by one!"
The audience burst into trouble because of Han Feng's words. The newly promoted formal disciples looked at Han Feng in awe. If there weren't many old disciples here, they would probably have cheered loudly.
On the other hand, those old disciples were as deep as water and had extremely ugly expressions. A disciple with the eighth strength was defeated by one move, which made them feel extremely embarrassing.
"It's so arrogant, I don't even dare to say that. I want to see what you, a new disciple who has just arrived, has the ability! "A burly boy jumped onto the competition platform and looked at Han Feng coldly.
"It's Liu Quanmeng, but he, the fifth-ranked master, also came. It seems that Han Feng is going to be in trouble."
The old disciples in the audience all looked at Han Feng with a sneer, obviously very confident in Liu Quanmeng's strength.
"Ranking fifth? It's boring!" Han Feng shook his head and acted very lazy.
Han Feng knew that except for the top three masters among the official disciples, the rest of them were all Xuan Realm cultivation. At most, Liu Quan Meng was a quasi-martial master, and he did not threaten him at all.
Han Feng dares to say such a big talk. The martial artist's cultivation level in the early stage, plus the fourth level of Yin and Yang Technique, is considered to have few opponents in the early stage of the martial artist, let alone a martial artist in the Xuan Realm.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm too lazy to wait!" Han Feng said lazily.
"Damn it, look at it!" Liu Quanmeng's face turned red. There were not many of the official disciples who dared to talk to him like this.
Liu Quanmeng's whole body shone with red light, and his whole body seemed to be filled with air, and suddenly became bigger.
"Drink!" Liu Quanmeng shouted violently, and a sled hammer in his hand. He kicked his legs hard, and directly stepped on the stone surface into a big pit, but his body turned into a red light and ran towards Han Feng.
"Body Refining Flow?" Han Feng looked at Liu Quanmeng rushing towards him with a chuckle.
Generally, when a body refining flow meets Han Feng, it is definitely a tragedy. You should know that Han Feng is best at close combat, and if he fights **, the other party will definitely lose without any shame.
Han Feng twisted his neck, and his strange smile made everyone feel cold all over his body. Even Liu Quanmeng shivered, feeling something bad in his heart.
Han Feng's face turned right, and he also kicked the stone, and his body shot out like an arrow.
It's slow, but it's actually a moment.
The two figures collided with each other, and everyone saw countless fist shadows and foot shadows colliding, and a muffled groan came from time to time.
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