"Bang!" The sledgehammer slammed down angrily, but it pounced in vain. Liu Quanmeng's body was paused, and a fist shadow instantly bombarded.
"Ah!" Everyone in the audience saw the two people who were originally big and enthusiastic, suddenly screamed. Liu Quanmeng flew backwards, half-kneeled on the ground, with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Han Feng laughed to death. Liu Quanmeng's seemingly violent attack, but it was tickling, but Han Feng's punch was enough for Liu Quanmeng to suffer.
The fourth level of Yin and Yang Jue's improvement of the body's strength and hardness is not a small part of it, but how can it be compared with Liu Quan Meng's level?
Liu Quanmeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and still couldn't hide his shock when he looked at Han Feng. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by a few moves under the close combat he was best at.
"I admit defeat!" Liu Quanmeng, under the gaze of everyone, uttered three words.
"I actually lost? What kind of strength is Han Feng? It's so terrible!"
As soon as these words were said, the audience suddenly became noisy, and the faces of those old disciples were as ugly as they were.
"I am worthy of being a person who has broken through the three critical points of the Ice Cave, and his strength is also extremely powerful!"
At this time, the new formal disciples were fearless. At first, they didn't dare to say anything, but now they spoke without any scruples. When they looked at the old disciples, their eyes flashed with pride.
Faced with the voices of praise and awe from the audience, Han Feng just smiled indifferently, his eyes swept over the old disciples coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Who else is going to come up? I'll continue!"
The old disciples in the audience all turned red and all looked angry, but no one dared to go up again.
After a while of silence, Han Feng stood alone on the competition platform, but no one dared to rush forward to challenge him anymore.
"Ha ha…〃
I don’t know who laughed loudly at first, and many new disciples also burst into laughter. When they looked at the old disciples, they were all sarcastic and proud. They have been bullied for a long time. Today, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief for them.
"snort!〃
Suddenly, a cold snorkeling shouted by Yuanli exploded in the crowd. The proud new disciples were all shocked by the humming and their faces turned pale and their faces were terrified.
"Master, a master at the level of martial arts! "Han Feng's face turned right and immediately realized that it was a master at the level of martial arts.
"I didn't expect that there were such masters among the new disciples, so let Liu Wuchen come and see them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow suddenly appeared and passed through the air and stopped directly on the competition platform.
Han Feng looked over and saw a handsome boy standing not far away from him. The latter smiled faintly at Han Feng, but in his narrow eyes, Han Feng clearly saw the unaware cold light inside.
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"Oh my God, it's Liu Wuchen. Han Feng is so miserable. Liu Wuchen is a martial artist!"
"Haha... Senior Brother Liu is here too. I see how proud these guys are."
It can be said that some people are happy and some are worried. All the old disciples are happy. The original excitement of the new disciples is gone, and no one is optimistic about Han Feng. After all, in their eyes, no matter how strong Han Feng is, he cannot beat Liu, who is ranked third.
Wuchen, the martial artist.
Hearing the exclamation from the audience, Han Feng looked at Liu Wuchen in surprise, bowed and smiled, "It turns out it is Senior Brother Liu, I have long admired you!"
A trace of disdain flashed in Liu Wuchen's eyes, "Junior Brother Han Feng, I have heard of your name for a long time. How about letting me see it today?"
Han Feng is not a fool either. He knew that Liu Wuchen wanted to suppress him as soon as he heard this. Although he didn't like to show off, Han Feng was not a soft persimmon that could be pinched by others, so he immediately made a call.
"Han Feng really accepted this. Did he really think he was the first person below the core disciple of the sect?"
"Look at how Senior Brother Liu killed him!"
The old disciples all looked at Han Feng who was not afraid. Listening to their remarks, Long Yu and Murong Xu were a little anxious.
Seeing Han Feng accepting his challenge so directly, Liu Wuchen felt a little angry, feeling that Han Feng was despising his existence.
"Okay, I have the courage, Junior Brother Han Feng sees the trick!"
The Xuanbing behind Liu Wuchen turned into a sword light and stabbed Han Feng's head, which was astonishingly fast.
The blue light gathered in Han Feng's hand, his body leaped up, and his fingers tapped towards the sword light with a light breeze. The sword light trembled violently, and the halo immediately dissipated and revealed the sword body itself, flying backwards.
"Something capable!" Liu Wuchen grabbed Xuan Bing who was flying back, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, and he was a little surprised in his heart.
Han Feng faced Liu Wuchen, who was of the same level as him, and was a master of martial arts for a long time. He did not dare to be careless and immediately drew out the Fire Cloud Sword.
"Hunyuan Wuji!"
With a loud shout, dozens of small sword lights appeared around his body and stabbed towards Liu Wuchen.
"Hunyuan Sword Technique?"
Liu Wuchen dared not underestimate these sword lights. Hunyuan sword technique has always been known for its powerful attacks, and its power is very terrifying.
"Sword Raining Song!"
Liu Wuchen also used his famous martial arts "Tianyu Sword Technique", and countless sword rains bombarded down, colliding with the sword light.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
A series of collisions sounded, and Liu Wuchen took a few steps back under the huge impact before he could stabilize, his face full of shock.
"Are you also a martial artist?" Liu Wuchen said in shock.
Han Feng's face did not change and said lightly: "It's just a breakthrough by chance. Senior Brother Liu must be careful, I'm going to do my best."
In fact, Han Feng was just a tentative attack just now. He wanted to know what level his current strength was at, but he immediately saw the heights of the attack. He was also a little disappointed in Liu Wuchen's strength.
There are also differences between high and low among the same level. Liu Wuchen's strength is the bottom among the martial artists. Han Feng can easily deal with it as soon as he advances.
Han Feng's words can be said to have aroused a thousand waves. Whether it is the old disciple, the new disciple, or even the two Long Yu and Murong Xu, they all looked at Han Feng who was calm on the stage indifferently, in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm.
Within a few months after entering the sect, he practiced a martial artist. What is the speed of cultivation?
Han Feng didn't want to hide it, as this matter could not be hidden at all. Any disciple who became a martial artist must go to the sect to register and receive rewards. At that time, the entire sect would definitely know about it.
Han Feng held the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand and drew in half the empty painting. Dozens of sword lights formed around him again, even more than the swords transformed before. The sword light stood in the air and pointed directly at Liu Wuchen not far away.
Form an attack.
Liu Wuchen did not dare to neglect. After knowing that Han Feng was a martial artist, he saw dozens of majestic illusion swords, and his heart was slightly sank.
"Sword rain all over the sky!"
Even if Liu Wuchen took his strongest move, countless sword rains appeared on the competition platform and fell straight towards Han Feng.
Everyone in the audience felt cold all over their bodies when they saw it. They couldn't help but imagine if they could still keep a full body if they were targeted by this sword rain.
"go!〃
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