Chapter Three Hundred and Fiftieth

Chi!

Xue Heng rushed forward suddenly, and the silver crescent moon spear pulled out a line of fire on the platform, imposing like a tiger.

"Defeat!"

With a deep shout, Xue Heng stepped on the platform suddenly.

boom!

Xue Heng's footsteps were trampled by giant elephants, the ground cracked suddenly, the silver crescent moon spear in his hand slashed into the air, and the cold tip of the spear crossed a semi-circular arc, pointing directly at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, this Xue Heng's cultivation was indeed much higher than Xue Ren, but it was only the peak cultivation of the eighth-level underworld, not his opponent at all.

With a random wave of his hand, Luo Feng punched out.

boom!

Fierce qi roared out, the seemingly simple fist, but made the surrounding air tremble!

Xue Heng's attack was eclipsed in front of this fist, and it seemed that only the shadow of the fist remained on the entire platform.

Boom!

The fist slammed into the tip of the spear, and the two forces squeezed violently. With a loud noise, it exploded with a bang, shaking the surrounding water and huge waves.

hum!

Xue Heng's face was flushed red, like hot coals, and the three-fingered meniscus spear in his hand could not bear the force of the crushing force, and suddenly bent.

"hateful!"

Xue Heng's face changed greatly, and within a millimeter, he was trying to resist the vitality of his body with all his strength.

Zheng!

The meniscus silver gun was bent to the limit and suddenly straightened.

boom!

"what!"

The tail of the gun hit Xue Heng, and he screamed. As if struck by lightning, his bodyguard shattered instantly. He was hit and flew into the air, falling into the water outside the platform in a parabola.

Crawling to the shore in embarrassment, Xue Heng looked at Luo Feng with dull eyes, as if he had not recovered from the fiasco.

He couldn't believe it,

Like Xue Ren, he couldn't even block Luo Feng's punch!

"Another punch win!"

"Xue Heng is the pinnacle of the eighth-level underworld realm, how could he lose so badly?"

There was a burst of exclamation in the square, and many people were a little surprised.

It was unexpected that Xue Heng would lose, not to mention that he was defeated by a punch and had no resistance.

Luo Feng defeated Xue Heng with one punch, and Luo Feng looked indifferent. With his current strength, it would be strange if even a role like Xue Heng could not be solved with one punch.

"Who else?"

Luo Feng stood proudly and glanced around the square.

The crowd inhaled slightly, looked at Luo Feng on the stage, and was suffocated by the intense fighting intent in those eyes.

Many people thought that Luo Feng's words about challenging everyone were joking, but the current situation seems to be different.

The person in front of him really intends to defeat the young heroes here one by one!

On the other side, Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng standing on the competition stage, with a somewhat strange look in her shocked eyes.

"He actually intends to do this..."

Yang Dingtian next to him smiled: "To be able to defeat Xue Heng with one punch, Luo Feng's cultivation is at least half a step in the heavenly realm! At his age, it is very rare to have such an achievement. Wan'er, your future Husband-in-law, but a rare genius!"

Yang Wan'er curled her rosy mouth, and her beautiful eyes looked at Luo Feng, her eyes blurred. Luo Feng's strength surprised her too.

"Boy, I'll fight you!"

With a roar, a figure rose and fell several times, and a square-faced youth stood opposite Luo Feng.

"It's Zhao Ping from Tianmingling Lingfeng Academy! He is the pinnacle of the eighth-level Underworld realm, and he can be promoted to the ninth-level Heavenly Court realm in half a step! Moreover, he cultivates all Xuan-level martial arts, and his strength is in the major colleges of Tianmingling. , can be ranked in the top ten!"

Someone recognized the square-faced boy who appeared on stage, and exclaimed.

Those young heroes showed excitement and looked at Zhao Ping expectantly.

"Boy, I heard that you are the first new hero of Liu Yunling?"

Zhao Ping stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, looking at Luo Feng arrogantly.

Luo Feng nodded: "Not bad."

Zhao Ping licked his lips, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"I'm Zhao Ping from Tianming Lingfeng Academy. I've long wanted to come and see the students of the four Liuyunling academies. How strong are they? Today is the winner!"

Luo Feng shook his head, his expression was calm, and he said lightly, "You are not my opponent."

Zhao Ping's expression froze, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and he said coldly: "You students of Liu Yunling, your strength is not very good, but your skills are first-class! You just won two unattractive characters, and you dare to say nonsense. !"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhao Ping, "How strong is my strength, you will know if you try it?"

Zhao Ping's icy eyes stared at Luo Feng, and his face became a little dignified. Luo Feng's calmness made him feel a little uneasy.

"Okay! Then I'll see how you, Liu Yunling's number one new hero, are doing!"

Zhao Ping took a deep breath and pushed the vitality of his whole body to the limit. The clothes on his body were rattling, and the air around him seemed to be boiling, constantly twisting.

"Flame Fist!"

The unease in his heart made Zhao Ping dare not be careless, and directly displayed his strongest attack.

This Flame Fist is a Xuan-level low-grade martial arts. The fist is like fire, and it has the potential to burn a prairie. It can completely block the enemy's retreat. If it is used by a powerhouse in the Nine Heavens Realm, the fist wind is like fire, and it can even burn the enemy's qi.

Although Zhao Ping is not a powerhouse in the Nine Heavens Realm, he is already on the brink of promotion. The swift and violent fist wind, the friction is empty and slightly red, it seems that it will burn at any time, and there is a heat wave across the square.

This scene made the eyes of everyone in the square freeze slightly.

This Zhao Ping is indeed worthy of being a master from Tianming Academy. The power of this punch is infinitely close to that of a martial artist of the Nine Heavens, which is no trivial matter!

Those young heroes all stared at Luo Feng, who was shrouded in fists, wanting to see Luo Feng's tragic end when he was defeated.

Yang Wan'er's eyes showed nervousness, wondering if Luo Feng could block the punch.

Luo Feng stood on the spot with a calm expression, calm and calm, facing Zhao Ping who was rushing towards him, he still threw a simple punch.

"He doesn't use martial arts yet?"

"Do you still want to win by one move?"

Seeing this scene, the people in the square were stunned and shocked.

Many people only reacted at this moment. Luo Feng defeated Xue Ren just now, and neither Xue Heng nor Xue Heng used martial arts!

Now facing Zhao Ping, he dares to do so.

"How dare you defy anyone! Get down on me!"

Zhao Ping was furious when he saw that Luo Feng did not practice martial arts. His eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his fists turned into a fiery storm, like a meteor from the sky.

"Zhao Ping, teach this arrogant boy a lesson!"

Feeling the power of Zhao Ping's move, many young warriors in the square applauded.

"Zhao Ping's flaming fist can form a flame cyclone, and it has been completed."

"Well, the power of this punch is enough to threaten the early stage warriors of the Nine Heavens Realm. If Luo Feng doesn't use martial arts, he will probably lose."

"It's good to have a lesson, this Luo Feng's arrogance is too arrogant, and it's not good for future cultivation."

The leaders of the forces in the square looked at Zhao Ping on the competition stage and talked about it.

On the competition stage, the two figures approached rapidly, piercing the air, forming two distorted traces visible to the naked eye. .

boom!

Luo Feng's unpretentious punch slammed into the whirlwind of flames that Zhao Ping cast.

In an instant, the two seemed to be still, and then, dull explosions sounded one after another.

chi chi chi...  

The shattered Gang Qi shot in all directions, and the entire competition platform became riddled with holes in the blink of an eye.

"Who exactly won?"

"I don't know. I didn't even see how the two of them fought together."

"It must be Zhao Ping who won, didn't you see the power of his last move?"

Many people in the square stood up from their positions, craned their necks to look at the messy competition platform, and wanted to see the situation above.

After a while, the hustle and bustle dissipated, and the chaotic vitality of heaven and earth calmed down.

"how is this possible!"

Seeing the scene on the competition stage, a burst of exclamations ravaged the entire square. Many people were stunned and their mouths opened slightly.

On the stage, Luo Feng stood there with a calm expression, unharmed!

On the other hand, Zhao Ping was half-kneeling five steps in front of Luo Feng, blood dripping from his mouth, his entire right arm shrugged and his face pale, obviously seriously injured.

"Hey... Zhao Ping actually lost!"

"I can't believe that Zhao Ping's flaming fist is so powerful that he will lose."

"The most terrifying thing is that Luo Feng hasn't used martial arts yet! Just how strong is he!"

"Being able to defeat Zhao Ping so easily, he is probably already a master of the Nine Heavens!"

"Ninth Heavenly Court Realm? Given his age, it's unlikely."

The scene on the competition stage made everyone's eyes widen and their faces were incredible.

In the square, those young geniuses who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes also looked at Luo Feng, including Feixue Hanjian Tang Qi.

"It's interesting to be able to beat Zhao Heng with one punch."

Tang Qi looked at Luo Feng and nodded slightly, but those eyes were still as cold as snow, without the slightest turbulence, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Luo Feng is really a ninth-level Celestial Realm cultivation base, and he can't pose any threat to him.

"It seems that my son-in-law has already cultivated in the Nine-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm. I seem to have seen Lu Xiaoyun three years ago. At that time, Lu Xiaoyun was already in the Nine-layered Spiritual Rotation Realm before entering the Golden Temple."

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng on the competition stage, nodded and smiled, the more he looked at this son-in-law, the more satisfied he became.

"Lu Xiaoyun? He is now one of the top ten new dragons. Father, I know you like Luo Feng, but you don't need to praise him so much."

Yang Wan'er pouted her rosy mouth and said with a frown.

Yang Dingtian shook his head: "I have seen countless geniuses in my life. Although my son-in-law's cultivation base is not top-notch, his determination is outstanding. His future achievements will never be under Lu Xiaoyun."

Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes showed a strange look, and it was the first time she had seen her father praise others like this.

Glancing at Luo Feng on the competition stage, the smile on Yang Wan'er's lips was a bit bitter. It was originally just to deal with her father, but she didn't expect it to be real, and her father was so satisfied with Luo Feng.

"This is how to do……"

Yang Wan'er glanced helplessly at Yang Dingtian, who was proud of the spring breeze.