In the late stage of Xiantian Dacheng, even among the older generation people Chen Feng met, he was still considered a master.
As a young man, his experience may be insufficient, but his energy is even greater.
Therefore, even though it was a contest of momentum between the two, the movement was no weaker than a real clash of strengths.
In fact, when a warrior is strong enough to a certain extent, his aura is almost as strong as his substance. In terms of power, there is indeed no difference from a confrontation with real power.
Buzz!
Following a dull roar, with the martial arts platform as the center, the air in the entire hall seemed to be violently beaten. It trembled first, and then suddenly turned into endless waves of wind and surged away in all directions.
When everyone around him saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, and they all distanced themselves back again.
During this process, they kept their eyes fixed on the stage, not daring to blink at all, as if they would miss something important if they blinked.
In the violent wind and waves, two figures on the stage were as tall as guns and like rocks. No matter how strong the storm was, they did not move at all.
This alone cannot be achieved by others present.
"Hey, you do have some strength. It seems that I underestimated you!"
Like everyone else, Ji Shishui kept his eyes fixed on Chen Feng.
Seeing that he was able to withstand the impact of his momentum without any loss, a flash of surprise could not help but appear in his eyes.
As a person who stands out among his peers, his pride and confidence are always with him.
Ranking fifth on the martial arts list is just a process.
His real goal is to be number one!
This time I made great progress after leaving the customs, so I immediately wanted to accomplish this goal.
As a result, my brother happened to be seriously injured!
The person who hurts someone is still an outsider.
Growing up in the Non-Martial Arts Hall, he had seen countless masters of all kinds, and his vision was far beyond what anyone else could compare to.
In his opinion, it is impossible for there to be any powerful masters in barbarian places outside!
However, the facts gave him a slap in the face.
This person is indeed not a master on the surface, but his true strength is not weaker than him at all.
How do you keep him from being surprised by this?
"Looking down? Soon you will find that this kind of looking down on you is just the beginning!"
Chen Feng looked at the other party calmly, and as soon as he thought about it, the aura in his body became stronger again like an erupting volcano.
The originally evenly matched situation between the two sides was suddenly broken, their respective positions were reversed, and the defender suddenly became a counterattacker.
The huge momentum is like a rolling torrent, crushing towards the opposite side continuously.
"Hmph, arrogant!"
Seeing this, Ji Shuishui let out a cold snort from his mouth and nose, and the breath in his body rose sharply again.
"What I just showed is only 50% of my strength. Now let me show you the difference between disciples of aristocratic families and wild disciples."
Different from Chen Feng's condensed and steady aura, Ji Shuishui's aura was fierce, violent, and wanton, like an unruly dragon that didn't know how to restrain itself, overwhelming everyone present and almost breathless.
Boom...
Sooner or later, in the blink of an eye, the terrifying momentum of the two people collided again.
This time, the movement was stronger than before.
Not only the air, but also the entire hall trembled.
"This Chen Feng is too strong. If he continues like this, it will be strange if the Martial Arts Palace does not collapse!"
"Compared with them, we are really, alas, useless!"
"Everyone has his own destiny, so you don't need to care so much! I just don't know, they are equally powerful, who is stronger and who is weaker in real strength?"
"Now that things have happened, they will definitely continue to take action, and all questions will be revealed later!"