Even Yanlong on the side was a little surprised, wondering why Luo Chengen would do such a rude thing. As a master uncle, Yanlong still reminded Luo Chengen.
After receiving the message from Yan Long, Luo Chengen suddenly woke up, smiled, and let go of the space around Chang Sheng with some embarrassment, avoiding the surrounding spiritual consciousness, slowly moving around Chang Sheng, and the scene was restored.
come over.
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Chang Sheng looked at Zhao Feng who had a dull look across from him. While Chang Sheng understood, he shook his head helplessly. Zhao Feng was a typical narcissistic maniac who only allowed state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps.
He cannot tolerate others being better than him, especially in the areas he cares about most.[
Although Chang Sheng didn't want to hit him, he couldn't just waste his time, right? So Chang Sheng coughed slightly and attracted Zhao Feng's dull gaze.
"Are you still fighting? Judging from your appearance, you must have lost confidence, right?" Chang Sheng lowered the black iron giant sword and asked softly.
After hearing Chang Sheng's question, his lifeless eyes suddenly recovered, and he looked at Chang Sheng in a daze. Thinking back to the ugly appearance he had just shown, Zhao Feng felt somewhat invincible, and at the same time, he felt a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat.
Fierce.
Zhao Feng said with a ferocious look on his face: "So what if you also understand the importance of self-transformation? The gap between us is only a little bit of Qi. Don't think that you will win."
Chang Sheng shrugged nonchalantly and said: "Since you said so, let's fight! Don't blame me for not giving you face!" After saying this, Zhao Feng didn't wait for a reply before he stepped forward with the black iron giant sword in his right hand.
The fiery red light shot toward the top of Zhao Feng's head.
Zhao Feng, who had regained his thoughts, did not hesitate. He stepped back to the left and quickly turned around. The Yaoyang Sword in his right hand flashed with rich aqua light, sweeping across Chang Sheng's waist.
"Ding ding..." The sound of clashing swords echoed through the ring. Chang Sheng and Zhao Feng turned into two lights, one red and one blue, and moved around the ring, attacking and avoiding each other.
The two of them repeatedly displayed the three major kendo realms of "lifting a heavy weight as if it were light", "lifting a light weight as if it were heavy", and "self-transforming light and heavy", attracting the attention of all the outer disciples under the ring.
The outer disciples were either cheering or full of excitement!
After being unable to attack for a long time, Zhao Feng felt a little impatient, but his years of fighting experience between life and death made Zhao Feng's attacks not chaotic at all, except that he was a little confused between advance and retreat.
Chang Sheng took advantage of these chaos and inflicted several wounds on Zhao Feng's body. Although there were no injuries, Zhao Feng's body was dripping with blood.
Zhao Feng is becoming more and more impatient, with chaotic offense and defense, and disordered advance and retreat, while Chang Sheng is becoming more and more stable, with both offense and defense, and orderly advance and retreat, without giving Zhao Feng the slightest chance. The performance of the two is a sharp contrast. Two
extreme!
At this moment! Zhao Feng, who had been unable to attack for a long time, deliberately exposed an empty door when retreating, allowing Chang Sheng to attack, intending to seriously injure Chang Sheng and seal the victory!
Chang Sheng, who had the help of "Insight Technique", of course observed Zhao Feng's motives and intentions, but Chang Sheng did not want to let go of this opportunity. He saw Chang Sheng coming to the empty gate like lightning, and the black iron giant sword in his hand was shining with extremely rich light.