Han Yan and Han Lie both had tears in their eyes and clenched their hands tightly into fists.
"Han Feng, give up! If you continue like this, you will die!" Han Yan sobbed softly.
At the same time, the disciples of the Han family were also extremely nervous, fearing that something might happen to Han Feng. Their eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping that Han Feng could create another miracle.
"Han Feng, you big idiot, why don't you admit defeat! It was like this last time, and it's still like this this time. You fool, you really don't know what my sister likes about you, so give up!" Dongfang Xue looked at the seriously injured person on the competition stage.
Han Feng looked anxious and almost burst into tears.
"No, I can't lose!"
"I want to hurry up."
"Hurry up~"
"Hurry up!"
Han Feng increased his speed to the limit, and the two figures kept flashing. When the black dragon destroyed one, he would transform into another one. Sometimes his body was hit by the black dragon, but he still relied on his tenacious perseverance to survive.
Nie Ting's pride at first turned into a bit of shock, and finally into shock. He couldn't imagine what Han Feng relied on to survive. He was able to resist so many fierce attacks.
"What is this guy made of? He is so powerful, but in the end you will still be defeated by me!" Nie Ting said viciously.
But then his expression changed a little, "This guy's speed has become faster? Huh? What's going on? There are three of them. No, I have to fight quickly!"
Han Feng was oppressed to the limit by the black dragon. The strong pressure finally allowed him to comprehend Huanbu, and finally helped Huanbu advance to a higher level, impressively reaching the low-level earth-level movement and martial arts.
When Han Feng used Phantom Step again, not only was his speed more than several times faster than before, but he was also able to create two phantoms.
"Is this a low-level martial arts skill? It's too fast, haha, Nie Ting, Nie Ting, I really want to thank you, now it's my turn to show off my power!"
Han Feng's face was cold, and three figures kept flashing around the black dragon. Although the black dragon was powerful, facing Han Feng at this time, not even a phantom could be touched, let alone attack his body.
After several moves, Han Feng finally escaped from the black dragon's blockade area. Before the black dragon could react, he was ready to start his counterattack filled with endless rage.
"Blood-burning**!"
"boom!〃
Han Feng's momentum suddenly increased several times, and the vitality in the air continued to swarm towards him.
"The Secret of Dragon Transformation, Transformation into Shadow!"
"Ouch!"
A green dragon that was even bigger than the black dragon appeared on the competition stage. The terrifying power of the dragon filled the Tianwu City Square. The green dragon roared angrily, seeming to vent its endless anger.
As soon as the giant cyan dragon appeared, everyone in the audience felt strong pressure. Some of the weak ones turned pale and were directly pressed to the ground by the dragon's power, trembling.
The black dragon on the competition stage seemed like a mouse meeting a cat. His eyes were full of fear, and his body couldn't help but slowly started to retreat.
In fact, it's not that Han Feng's transformation is so powerful, but that the dragon shadow transformed by the Dragon Transformation Technique has an absolutely pure dragon aura and pressure. The dragon is the king of beasts, and any monster or warrior can feel it.
Its aura will instinctively produce a sense of fear and surrender. Unless you are a particularly powerful warrior, you will not feel this way.
"Damn it, there is still such a trick hidden, but so what? Weak people are weak after all, how can they be compared with our noble Mowu clan!"
Nie Ting slowly gathered a strange black sphere in his palm. He poured all his energy into the sphere. Suddenly, he held the black sphere high and threw it into the black dragon.
"Kill him for me! Pfft..."
After throwing the black ball, Nie Ting's face instantly turned pale, and his body was shaky and unsteady, but instead he laughed crazily, his expression extremely proud.
After the black sphere merged into the body of the black dragon, its momentum was like a rainbow. Looking at the majestic Qinglong opposite, it roared unwillingly and finally slapped its tail towards the Qinglong.
Now, because Han Feng used the Burning Blood ** and Dragon Transformation Technique, he could barely compete with Nie Ting. However, the time of the Burning Blood ** was too short, so he had to decide the outcome with one blow.
Seeing the black dragon rushing toward him, Han Feng used all his energy to control the green dragon. The green dragon's body grew a bit larger again and roared towards the black dragon.
"boom!〃
Han Feng and Nie Ting both used their strongest strength to collide. The whole square roared, and huge cracks appeared in the competition platform.
"boom!〃
After another collision, the square shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred. The entire competition stage was almost scrapped, and Qinglong and Black Dragon had disappeared. Only two Han Feng and Nie were lying motionless on the ground on the loose-span competition stage.
Ting.
"Ahem..."
Han Feng moved his hand slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the collapsed competition platform and Nie Ting not far away from him.
Han Feng gritted his teeth, ignored the pain on his body, climbed up with difficulty, and limped to Nie Ting.
Nie Ting also woke up leisurely, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face that he least wanted to see. He wanted to get up, but his body was not as good as Han Feng's, and he was so seriously injured.
, it would be good to wake up.
"You, what are you going to do? I am noble...ah..."
Before Nie Ting could finish speaking, Han Feng used his last bit of strength to kick Nie Ting in the pubic area.
"My enemies are either dead or crippled. You should be lucky that I just crippled you!" Han Feng looked at Nie Ting who fainted from pain and said in a cold tone.
Han Feng supported his body with his sword, turned to look at the dumbfounded referee in the crowd, and said: "Referee, does this count as my victory?"
The referee swallowed his saliva and said with some trembling: "Yes, you won."
"Haha, I won, father, did you see it?"
Han Feng looked up at the sky, smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and passed out.
Everyone looked at the young man who was still standing upright in the ruins even though he was unconscious, and a sense of admiration arose spontaneously. Who in the world can be like him?
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In the past three days of the competition, Han Feng became famous in Tianwu City and could be said to be the hottest topic.
The acquired warrior dared to go to the Purple Prison Mountains to practice. He became an innate at the age of seventeen. He advanced to the Xuan Realm in less than three years. With the strength of the early Xuan Realm, he fiercely fought and defeated the late Xuan Realm warriors. Each of his incredible achievements made Han Feng a
It has become the goal that all the young people of the younger generation are chasing and the existence that they look up to.
"You advanced from the early Xiantian stage to the late Xiantian stage in four years?"
"That's bullshit! Han Feng has advanced to the Mysterious Realm in less than three years!"
"You dare to enter the Purple Prison Mountains alone in the early stage of Xiantian?"
"Bah, Han Feng will be at his peak the day after tomorrow!"
A series of rumors about Han Feng spread all over Tianwu City, and everyone talked about it endlessly. However, the subject of discussion, Han Feng, was still in a coma because of excessive injuries...
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