"You are the ninth-level Wu Zun cultivation level!"
Zhuge Haoran stared at Leng Feng and said something in surprise.
He couldn't believe it.
The evil genius actually has two levels higher in cultivation than him, reaching the peak of the Martial Master's realm...
"What? The ninth grade of Wu Zun!"
The warriors in the audience were shocked.
"How is that possible? How did Leng Feng practice? Did you start practicing from the womb?"
"Wu Zu was just like this when he was young. Could it be that he could still surpass Wu Zu?"
"Cao, Wu Zun's ninth rank, what kind of monster is this? How could Zhuge Haoran beat him?"
The decent warriors looked bad.
The senior executives of the Wu League frowned even more and were also shocked.
"I thought Zhuge Haoran had accepted the trial of the Martial Ancestor and could win the leader of the youth group without any danger after obtaining the Martial Ancestor's inheritance. Now it seems that he is in danger himself..." The senior officials were full of worries.
"Damn it! I really don't know how these guys practiced. Could it be that they are just as evil as their elder brother?" Dongfang Lan was angry.
"These two ninth-rank Wu Zun are actually built up by resources. Their talents are not superior to Zhuge Haoran, and their future potential is not as good as those of Zhuge Haoran." Hua Qiu said calmly.
"But now, Zhuge Haoran is obviously not an opponent!" Dongfang Lan was anxious, "If even he was defeated and the evil sects won the leader, where can we put our decent faces? Isn't there any trouble here?"
Hua Qiu smiled slightly and didn't say anything.
On the ring, the fight continued.
Zhuge Haoran used the unique skills of the Martial Ancestor, and his power was amazing and amazing.
But Leng Feng also used the martial arts of the Evil Ancestor, and his cultivation level was higher than that of Zhuge Haoran, so he still suppressed him steadily.
Zhuge Haoran's defeat was fully demonstrated.
Finally, after persisting for dozens of rounds, Zhuge Haoran was hit by Leng Feng's palm, flew backwards, and fell under the ring.
The Martial Saint of the Martial Alliance, who had been standing by, went up to rescue him as soon as possible to avoid being killed by Leng Feng.
"The winner is cold wind!"
A voice of anger and relentlessness resounded throughout the audience.
The cold wind stood on the stage, looking down on the audience, arrogant.
No one cheered because it was the decent home court.
Everyone was silent.
Zhuge Haoran's defeat made the decent warriors feel extremely depressed.
"Damn! Zhuge Haoran has been defeated. Who else is Leng Feng's opponent in the youth group?"
"They came to our home court, defeated all our geniuses, celebrated the victory on our territory, and we could only watch helplessly..." said a warrior with sadness.
"Can't anyone who is a decent genius fight against us? Do we have to endure humiliation?" someone roared.
"The Medicine Saint may fight!" someone suddenly said.
Many people looked at Hua Qiu, who looked dull.
But Huaqiu is not a contestant...
"Even if he really comes on the field, he may not be Leng Feng's opponent. Wu Zun's ninth rank is too strong! Wu Zun is just like this in his life!" Someone sighed helplessly.
The swallow's nest is full of sad sounds, and the morale of the decent warriors has fallen to the freezing point.
On the contrary, the evil warriors were arrogant and laughed wildly.
"The leader of the decent genius, but that's it!" a evil genius shouted loudly.
"You are so decent, so weak! Ridiculously weak!" He mocked.
The warriors glared at each other, but they couldn't refute it.
Just a few words aroused everyone's emotions and made them angry.
On the ring, Leng Feng sneered loudly.
"Is this the only thing that you are so decent genius?" He looked around and shouted.
"As the winner of the last martial arts war, how could you be so unbearable? At this level, in the next martial arts war, my Yiqidao Alliance will surely set foot on the headquarters of the martial arts alliance and dominate the entire Xia Kingdom!"
"And you are decent, you can only surrender! No matter how unwilling to be angry, you can only crawl at the feet of my Dao League!"
"You fart!"
"The prince is arrogant!"
The decent warriors were furious and scolded them.
"If you want me to shut up and want me to look down on you, I will send a genius to fight! If I can defeat me, I will naturally shut up. But do you have it? Can you take it out?" Leng Feng laughed.
At the same time, almost everyone looked at Hua Qiu.
The cold wind also faced Huaqiu and looked at him coldly.
"Huaqiu, Xia National Medicine Saint, and the peerless genius of the Martial Alliance, it's time to do so, can you still be at peace?" Leng Feng said sarcastically.
"I didn't expect that Wu Meng will be so unlucky, for fear that you will be injured, so I will not allow you to participate in the competition directly. It's ridiculous!"
"Huaqiu, if you have a good life, come down and fight me!"
"You dare to fight!"
The cold wind's sound was full of disdain, and it seemed that Hua Qiu was not taken seriously at all.
Such arrogance and arrogance made the decent warriors even more angry.
"The Medicine Saint, what are you afraid of him? Fight!"
"Teach him a lesson and give us a good anger!"
"Sage Medicine, you are our last hope!"
The decent warriors were indignant and shouted loudly, making the swallow's nest extremely noisy and noisy.
This is the effect of cold air.
He wanted Hua Qiu to be in trouble and was forced to fight him.
He had to fight Hua Qiu!
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The decent warriors made uniform sounds, all looking at Hua Qiu with anticipation.
"Damn it! Can you bear it? Brother, let's fight!" Dongfang Lan shouted with passion.
"Huaqiu, you are the only one. I hope you can take action..." Xuanyuan Qing said in a requesting tone.
Hua Qiu looked calm and stood up slowly.
In fact, no need for others to say, he also has plans to take action.
Those jumping clowns always jumped around in front of him, which made him very unhappy.
But now his face gradually became cold by the evil warriors.
He doesn't like being designed...
“It’s very good…”
Seeing that Hua Qiu finally took action, the cold wind showed a successful expression.
The evil geniuses all sneered.
This is a conspiracy they have decided long ago.
Due to the situation, Hua Qiu had to go out to fight.
"That's it, kill him here!" The evil martial saints looked cold.
They all approached the ring and waited for an opportunity to move.
This time, no matter how vigilant the strong men of the Martial Alliance were, no matter how many backups they had, they would let Hua Qiu die at the hands of Leng Feng at all costs.
However, to their surprise, the top leaders of the Martial Alliance did not react at all, which puzzled the evil warriors.
At this time, the senior officials of the Wu League in the command center all smiled, just like watching the show.
"What a pity, I was the first to climb by the cold wind." The geniuses of the Guwu family looked regretful.
They also want to kill Hua Qiu.
"A genius in the world is just a genius. No matter how amazing it is, it still cannot escape the ending of his death." Yan Xiu, the leader of the genius, looked cold, as if a high-ranking existence was watching coldly.
Hua Qiu jumped and flew on the ring.
"You are finally willing to come down..." Leng Feng showed a meaningful smile, with a strong murderous intent.
"I said, you are mine!" He licked his lips again.
"Huaqiu, you have to be careful..." The injured Zhuge Haoran shouted with difficulty.
Hua Qiu smiled faintly.
"Why do you need to care about it just an ant?" he said indifferently.
"What did you say? Do you think I am an ant?" Leng Feng's smile suddenly stiffened.
Hua Qiu was too lazy to see him.
He faces directly at the location of the evil geniuses.
"You guys, come down..." he said.
"And you..." Hua Qiu pointed at the geniuses of the ancient martial arts family again.
"There are ones that count and all of them are for me!"
"You'll go all together, so I won't kill them one by one!"