The Martial God Of Myriad Realms

when the level is broken

After hearing this, Wang Wanben nodded in gratitude, and then left.

They were very clear that Cheng Feng most needed silence now to face the test after three days.

After Wang Wanben left, Cheng Feng also returned to his room and prepared for war.

At the same time, news of Cheng Feng and Guan Shixing's battle three days later spread rapidly among Dota's old and new students.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Our Dota Peak recently had a great figure. Just one month after entering school, we dared to challenge the old students last year."

"You're talking about Cheng Feng? This guy is amazing. He didn't just challenge the old students. Not long ago, he bet against Tiamu's injury, but let Tiemu hurt his face!

"Haha, didn't you say I've forgotten, this is an ironwood injury, I haven't seen it recently, who knows where the ironwood wound has gone?"

"I don't know about that. After that humiliation, I was worried that Tiamu's wounds would not appear until the battle of the secret places ..."

"Hehe, Cheng Feng is really good. If he were to defeat Guan Shixing, he would definitely become a strong challenger for the secret place, so I look forward to the competition in three days ..."

In the tower, especially within the Diwujing students, there were many things about the battle of Cheng Feng and Guan Shi.

Cheng Feng's name often spread in Dota, and he became a hot character, which made some people who were dissatisfied with Cheng Feng even more resentful.

"Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng .. everything is Cheng Feng, why are you talking about him?"

On page 371, in a room, Shi Xing was furious, and many furniture pieces were irritated.

He had not expected that his fight with Cheng Feng would cause such a huge sensation, which made him extremely depressed.

He was a little frightened, if he himself were to lose, how could he raise his head in the future? Like an ulin wood injury, do you want to hide in an unknown doll?

"No way, this is impossible! I am already at Diwujing high rank, and Cheng Feng is only at the intermediate level. In these three days, I have also made hole cards and will never lose to Cheng Feng!"

"I must let Cheng Feng regret coming to this world, and regret inciting me!"

Guan Shixing instantly ignored who was provoking who, and quietly encouraged himself, then cleaned and exited the door.

Today is the third day, and it is time to make an appointment.

Before the tower, a large number of students were surrounded, all waiting for the coming of the Lord, they did not want to miss this rare good show.

After all, even in the history of the tower, there were not many cases where new students challenged old students, at least a year and a half had to be developed to have sufficient confidence.

Therefore, everyone wanted to see if Cheng Feng could rely on him and whether he could make a surprise.

"Well, Cheng Feng hasn't come yet. Was he afraid or did he not dare to come?"

"Yes, seeing that it was noon, was he trying to make everyone wait for him?"

"Muffy, is this Cheng Feng's exhaustion tactic? You see, Guan Shixing's heart was furious right now, which was not a good sign."

Over time, in front of the tower, everyone became impatient and slightly dissatisfied with Cheng Feng.

Although the battle time was already noon, Cheng Feng had not expired yet, but human psychology was incredible, no one was willing to waste their time.

"This Cheng Feng, is it true that he knows that he is out of reach?

Guan Shixing stood alone in the open space, thought anxiously, and then sneered cynically, "Well, I originally prepared a killer for you. Now, I see you're too tall."

The more Guan Shixing thought, the more he felt right, and his agitated heart could not calm down.

"Hehe, coming here now is a sign of lack of confidence. I bet Cheng Feng lost. I think he's something special. I didn't expect it to be just a guy who won public acclaim."

"You're so sure that Cheng Feng will lose? I feel the result is unknown. Since you want to bet, I'll bet with you!"

Many students talked about it, although many people were not good at Cheng Feng, there was still strong support, especially the freshmen, and they gathered around Cheng Feng to cheer.

“Cheng Feng, are you sure? Although Guan Shixing was not so good in his old life, his strength could not be underestimated!” Among the crowd, Jiang Tao, who had a good opinion of Cheng Feng, came out.

Cheng Feng smiled: "Sister Jiang, it's not me who underestimates the level of time, it's his strength, hehe!"

“Because you are so full of confidence, I hope you fight first.” Jiang Tao also laughed and thought Cheng Feng was an attractive person.

"Cheng Feng, what are you still fighting for? Is the grinder afraid and want to delay time?"

In the distance, seeing Cheng Feng's laughing and smiling appearance, Guan Shixing was so angry that he could not help but cry.

Cheng Feng's face lowered, and he said coldly, "Since time is closing, since you're in a hurry to seek abuse, then I'll finish you off!"

After he finished speaking, the long blade on Cheng Fengs back whispered and fell into his hands automatically, then walked towards the gate and walked over.

"Take weapons. Store it. Everyone thinks I'm bluffing you."

Cheng Feng's sharp look at Guan Shixing, which turned Guan Shixing to shame and anger, when had he become the weak side instead?

"Cheng Feng, to deal with you, I have two hands, I'll take it, Xuanming Palm!"

At this moment, Guan Shixing could not help himself anymore, his eyes were red, and his palms were slammed. The gigantic palm, emitting a cold chill, measuring two or three meters in size, pointed at Cheng Feng's head and pressed down.

Om ~~~ Very cold, frozen ground, and air feels frozen.

"Xuan Mingzhang is the famous martial art of Guan Shixing. His strength is incredible. I don't know how Cheng Feng will respond?" The audience all showed their hope.

At this moment, Cheng Feng laughed: "Guan Shixing, I think you are very kind. It's just that."

Then, Cheng Feng instantly sent out a blade, breaking the first of the seven styles, and a mang sword swept out, and the mysterious giant palm formed by the freezing of power shattered into shatters.

And the power of ice had absolutely no effect on Cheng Feng.

It should be noted that Cheng Feng's destiny, Wuhun originally contained Bingwu's soul power, and was slightly cold in the Xuanming Palm, why did Cheng Feng not have feathers at all.

"That's sad in Guan Shi. Cheng Feng was his sworn enemy. The Xuanming Palm was controlled by the sword, and the power of the ice was instantly invulnerable. How can this be fought?"

"Haha, I think Guan Shixing would be stupid. He counted so many things, he must have not found the answer. Cheng Fenghui was his sworn enemy!"

"It's no wonder that Cheng Feng was always in a good position before the fight. It turns out he was expecting all this."

The audience laughed, every sound was like a slap in the face, the fan's face was burning with pain.

"Cheng Feng, be proud of yourself, even if you are immune to the power of ice, Lao Tzu alone is enough to destroy you!"

Anger was unbearable at the moment of offense, roaring, and momentum suddenly erupted. The thirty-sixth Xuanming Road completely opened, and power flowed out, condensing into a single giant Xuanming hand, killing Cheng Feng in all directions.

"It's just embroidered with fists, crush me!"

Cheng Feng was not afraid, he took out a long knife and broke the first three styles of the seven styles to take turns. For a moment, the sword swarmed and the blocker was invincible.

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