Although his combat power is superior to Chu Feng's, Chu Feng's attacks are very cunning and always attack him where he least expects them.
Unless he uses martial arts or other techniques, if he continues, he will definitely lose.
But if other techniques were really used, in his opinion, he would have failed.
Swish——
While he was stunned, the wooden sword in Chu Feng's hand swept towards his neck with very little force.
Seeing something bad, the young man quickly stepped back.
But who would have thought that the wooden sword in Chu Feng's hand suddenly changed direction and swept towards the young man's wrist.
"Oops."
Seeing this situation, the young man suddenly sighed secretly.
He found that he had been fooled. Chu Feng only pretended to attack his neck, but in fact he was aiming at his wrist.
By the time it was reflected, it was too late.
Snapped--
Chu Feng's wooden sword hit the young man's wrist with too much force, causing the wooden sword in his hand to fly out.
After hitting the target with one blow, Chu Feng struck again, and the wooden sword in his hand pierced the young man's Dantian.
Seeing that he could not dodge, the young man hurriedly improved his cultivation level. In an instant, his cultivation level returned to the Martial Master realm.
However, while his cultivation level was recovering, Chu Feng's offensive had arrived.
However, Chu Feng stopped.
It turned out that Chu Feng did not really intend to stab the young man's dantian, but stopped in time.
"Brother, I accept the offer."
Chu Feng immediately dissipated the wooden sword and clasped his fists against it.
But the young man's face became unsightly.
"Ahem——"
"Don't be too embarrassed to lose or lose my face."
The old man spoke.
Seeing this, the young man did not give Chu Feng a hard time, but looked at Chu Feng and said.
"I underestimated the enemy, so you win."
"However, I have suppressed my cultivation and am just playing with you."
"If I really fight you, I can make your soul fly away without you even having a chance to make a move."
The young man said to Chu Feng.
"What Xiongtai said is absolutely true. I took advantage today."
Chu Feng said with a smile.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Chu Feng said so. The young man didn't feel like saying anything else, so he just snorted and stopped talking.
"Senior, if there is nothing else, I will leave now."
Chu Feng clasped his fists at the old man and said, and after saying this, he was ready to leave.
"Hey, wait a minute, you don't want this?"
As the old man spoke, he grasped it with his palm, and the bead that absorbed the energy of heaven and earth fell into his hand.
"Senior, do you really want to give it to me?"
It's not that Chu Feng doesn't want it, it's just that he doesn't dare to ask for it.
"Of course, but there is one condition. You need to pass my test before I can give him to you."
"Don't say it either, I don't keep my word."
"After all, if my apprentice really fights you, you are no match for him."
"You were able to defeat him because he suppressed his own cultivation and won without using martial arts. You couldn't defeat him either."
"So, if I said before that if you defeat him, I will let you go and let you take this thing away, naturally it will not count."
"However, I am a reasonable person, so I will give you another chance."
"As long as you can pass my test, I will give it to you."
The old man said to Chu Feng.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior."
"This thing belongs to the seniors. The juniors dare not take away what the seniors love."
Chu Feng just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and did not want to deal with these two people anymore.
Because Chu Feng had long noticed that the two of them seemed to be making fun of Chu Feng.
"Kid, when you say this, are you not giving me face?"
Sure enough, even if Chu Feng declined politely, the old man's expression still became gloomy.
At the same time, Chu Feng felt that the water area had become extremely cold, and the chill was so deep that it was unbearable for Chu Feng.
"Senior, what is the test you are talking about?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Compared with me, if you can beat me, I will give it to you."
The old man said.
"Senior, do you also want to suppress your cultivation and fight with me?"
Chu Feng asked.
"That's so boring, not to mention that even if I win against you, I won't win with force."
"The competition is something interesting. How about you and me...competing the power of blood?"
The old man asked Chu Feng.
"How to compete with the power of blood?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Simple, I have something here that is specially used to compete with the power of blood."
While the old man was talking, he took out an oval-shaped object.
This thing is made of wood. Although there are many small holes, you can't see what's going on inside.
"Project your consciousness into it, and you can activate the power of your bloodline to enter it."
"Of course, if the power of my bloodline is projected into it, you will feel the oppression of my bloodline power."
"To put it simply, we use the power of your and my blood to oppress each other."
"However, don't say that I bully you. You don't need to use the power of your blood to defeat me."
"In that case, I would be bullying you too much."
"As long as you can withstand the pressure of my bloodline for just one stick of incense, I will consider you a winner."
"Not only do I let you go, but this thing also belongs to you."
The old man weighed the bead in his hand and said to Chu Feng.
"Okay, I'll accept it, senior."
As Chu Feng spoke, he projected his consciousness into the object.
After projecting the consciousness, there is a power in the object, which can imprint the power of Chu Feng's bloodline into it.
At this time, Chu Feng can choose whether to introduce the divine power of the Four Elephants into it, or to introduce the heaven-level bloodline into it.
In the end, Chu Feng decided to introduce both powers into it.
But when Chu Feng concentrated on introducing the power of blood.
The old man looked at Chu Feng and shook his head.
"What's the rush for, little brat?"
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
"The power of my bloodline is not weak. Within one stick of incense, if you cannot bear it, your spirit will collapse and your body will explode and die."
The old man said.
But Chu Feng could no longer hear his words.
"That's all, I'll let you feel what talent is!!!"
After saying this, the old man projected the power of his blood into the item.
Originally, Chu Feng couldn't feel anything strange. Even if he projected the power of his blood into the item, he couldn't feel any changes.
But suddenly, Chu Feng frowned, and even his heartbeat became extremely fast.
Chu Feng felt an extremely terrifying force covering himself.
That sense of oppression made it difficult for Chu Feng to breathe.