Zhao Nanming's words affirmed Chen Feng's strength, which is a high evaluation.

It didn't hurt the peace, but also gave Chen Feng a step to go down, which was good for both parties.

At this moment, almost everyone thought that Chen Feng would turn around and step down.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and shook his head.

He raised his head and looked at eye level:

"I can't wait three years, I'm going to win the Martial King Order today!"

As we all know, martial arts gatherings are held every three years, and the martial king's order is also held once every three years. Missed today, wait at least another three years.

Where can Chen Feng afford to wait for three years?

Or, can he afford to wait, Lin Churan can't wait?

He closed his eyes, and the true yuan in his body surged, and a wind shrouded him, becoming more and more intense, as if the flames of battle were burning.

"Why bother?" Zhao Nanming frowned slightly, "You are still young, how much difference is there between today's Martial King and the Martial King three years later?"

"You don't understand. Chen Feng shook his head, not wanting to explain more.

Others thought that he was less than thirty years old, but only Chen Feng himself knew that he had lived for five hundred years in his previous life!

Five hundred years have passed, but what about just three years?

However, Lin Churan couldn't wait that long.

Zhao Nanming's face was not very clear, and he still wanted to persuade him, but he suddenly felt that Chen Feng's temperament had changed, and he couldn't help but show a little frightened.

I saw that Chen Feng's body, as if it was different from before, was a little taller, and his muscles were growing out in clusters, almost tearing his clothes, and his qi and blood were extremely full, like a river rushing.

The previous Chen Feng had an elegant temperament, like a scholar.

At this moment, his qi and blood are dozens of times stronger, as if he has become a general on the battlefield, although tens of millions of people have gone to him!

Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"You have the body, and so do I... There are also. ”

This is a hegemonic technique from the immortal realm, which can enhance combat effectiveness in a short period of time, and is usually used by low-level monks to escape against the enemy. The loss of the work is very great, and it cannot be used lightly.

"W-What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Could it be that this Chen Gongzi is not only a martial arts master, but also a real person, but also a master of horizontal training?"

"My mother, the three repairs are omnipotent, the three repairs!"

The warriors in the audience, when they saw this scene, were shocked one by one.

This battle can really be described as a twist and turn.

Whenever Chen Feng fell into danger and had nowhere to live, he could always take out a hole card to save the day. This time, it was still beyond everyone's expectations.

"Why do you also have a hegemonic body?you, where did you learn it?" Zhao Nanming's pupils shrank, and he no longer had the composure he had before.

"You don't know what I said. Chen Feng shook his head, "Don't waste time, let's fight!"

“... Good. ”

Zhao Nanming hesitated, and the belief in his heart faintly began to waver.

Could it be that Jing Chu will not appear in the prophecy of the Martial King, and it will be broken?

'Bang!'

As soon as Chen Feng stomped his foot, the ground under his feet cracked, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball.

Zhao Nanming's face sank, and he hurriedly returned a punch.

In an instant, the fists separated, and the two people retreated separately. Zhao Nanming only felt that his fist was numb from being shocked, which was shocked by Chen Feng's strength.

This is the first time that he has felt like this when he has cultivated a hegemonic body.

'Bang!bang!'

The battle intensified, and the smoke and dust on the martial arts platform were so loud that even if you didn't have to use your hands, just stepping on the floor, the ground would crack a large piece.

The destructive power of this kind of horror is more than a little stronger than the previous battle.

Sometimes you almost have the illusion that you are not fighting two people, but two mechs and two supermen!

Fortunately, there is the iron law of the martial king's order, otherwise once they get out of the ring, I am afraid that the tens of millions of warriors present will suffer.

"Flame Fist!"

In the end, Zhao Nanming couldn't hold it back, and the flames on his fist skyrocketed, and he resorted to a masterpiece.

Chen Feng crossed his hands and held this punch hard, his body exploded twenty feet, and he almost stood on the edge of the martial arts stage. But in an instant, it flew over like a spring and smashed at Zhao Nanming with a punch.

'Bang!'

Zhao Nanming blocked it, and his figure exploded and retreated, and he didn't know how far, and finally stopped.

He patted the dust off his body, ready to continue the fight.

Chen Feng, who was on the other side, flicked his sleeves lightly and said lightly:

"You lost. ”

"What?"

Zhao Nanming was still incredulous, turned to look to the side, and saw that Yang Bufan and others, who had long since stepped down, were looking at him with complicated eyes.

He suddenly realized something, looked down, and saw that what he was stepping on was no longer a bluestone slab, but an ordinary road surface.

Chen Feng's punch just now actually knocked him out of the range of the martial arts platform!

"It's me who loses. ”

Zhao Nanming shook his head and sighed, and put down his raised fist.

The three family heads on the side, their eyes flashed a trace of heaviness, and no one spoke.

Outside the stage, there was even more dead silence, and everyone watched all this in amazement.

The battle ended too abruptly, leaving them at a loss.

There was silence for a long time before they truly believed that the battle was over.

"Chen Gongzi... Have you won the Order of the Martial King?"

Someone shuddered and said this.

"What Chen Gongzi, do you understand the rules? Now it's King Chen Wu!"

An old-timer, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, and said slowly.

All the martial artists present looked at the god-like gaze with great respect, looked at the martial arts stage, and looked at the young man standing proudly with his hands behind his back in the smoke and dust.

They know that the prophecy of King Wuwu of Jingchu has been shattered today, and a new myth is rising.

The real martial arts myth, they have not seen it, but the strength shown by Chen Feng is not much different from the myth, and there are tens of thousands of martial artists present, who dares to disagree?

Lu Yanwu in the distance, looking at Chen Feng's figure stupidly, her joy was overflowing, and she was so surprised that she almost jumped up.

"Cousin, he... He's so powerful, huh?"

Shang He's small mouth was so big that he only felt a little dizzy, and even began to wonder if he had recognized the wrong person?

Originally, what she admired the most was the third brother next to her, but now it seems that the third brother's ability and skills are less than one-tenth of Chen Feng's.

Shang Cai's face was pale, and he lowered his head, as uncomfortable as if he had eaten Xiang.

This Chen waste, who was despised by him since he was a child, and even to the point of disgust, actually rose up in front of him and won the King of Jing Chuwu!

If Zhao Nanming did not participate in the battle, then he was still hungry and could comfort himself, it was the overall strength of the Jingchu martial arts world that was not good, there were no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey was called the king.

But Zhao Nanming appeared in time, and even this Central China military god and Yanjing bigwigs praised the characters, all of whom were defeated, what else could he say?

Speechless.

"Is the town the legendary Shibei three days to be impressed?

"When you go back, you must tell Brother Cheng about this, Chen Feng has risen secretly, and sooner or later he will have to go to Yanjing, so he has to let them plan early!"

...

"King Chen Wu. ”

When Chen Feng stepped down, countless warriors stepped forward to compliment, and Lu Tianfeng and Zhao Nanming also came together.

Lu Tianfeng smiled and said: "Chen Gongzi is now the Martial King, as a person from Jiangnan, Zhao Da will also lead you with honor." ”

"Hahaha. Zhao Nanming laughed a few times.

"Oh?" Chen Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look at him when he heard this, "Commander Zhao, you are from Jiangnan?"

"Yes. Zhao Nanming nodded and said politely, "Actually, I have long heard of the name of King Chen Wu, my father and my daughter, always mention you in front of me, which makes my ears calloused." ”

"Next time we meet, let's go to the shore of Yunzhong Lake for a few drinks, I really have something to do today, so I'll go first." ”

Zhao Nanming patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the crowd, and in a blink of an eye, the figure was hundreds of meters away.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Chen Feng frowned slightly. I don't know if it's an illusion or what, just now when Zhao Nanming said the three words Yunzhong Lake, he had a meaningful tone.

'Maybe I'm thinking too much...'

After a few words of greeting with everyone, Chen Feng didn't stay long, turned around and returned to Lu Yanwu's side, and looked up at Shang Hedao:

"Xiao He, I have something to do, and I'm going back to Jiangcheng. ”

"Oh..."Looking at this cousin, Shang He was a little dumbfounded, and was stunned for a moment before nodding.

Shang Cai lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen Feng didn't even look at him, turned around and said a few words to Lu Yanwu, and the two walked out of the crowd.

At this time, a black Maybach sedan had already stopped waiting there, carrying the pair of immortals, and slowly left in the twilight.

The warriors were still sighing, discussing the thrilling process of the battle just now.

On the upper floor of the ancient city, where no one noticed, an old man crossed Erlang's legs and held a pot of wine in his hand.

While drinking, he shook his legs and feet leisurely, and muttered to himself:

"This kid seems to be a malleable talent, he has been dormant for three years, and he is shocked by the world!"

"It's just a pity that you've gotten yourself into a big problem... The shrine maiden's favor is not so easy to repay..."