The next day, Ling Feng, the Weiyuan General who was in an uproar, wanted to challenge the battle of the Hundred Battles Arena, and finally kicked off.

Early in the morning, Ling Feng, surrounded by Li Bufan and Jiang Xiaofan and his party, came to the Hundred Battles Arena.

The Hundred Battles Arena, located in the south of the center of the Tianmang Fortress, this arena was guarded by several strong human emperors, who personally blew up a huge deep pit, and then built a large array by the extremely accomplished array magicians and inscription masters, creating a huge arena similar to the Colosseum.

All around are under the protection of a powerful large array, and even the destructive power of the battle of the peak powerhouses of the king rank can hardly destroy this ring.

Therefore, the warriors who fought in it could play to their heart's content, and there was no need to worry about the energy of the battle breaking out to destroy the camp of Tianmang Fortress.

At the entrance of the Hundred Battles Arena, there were several lean Tianmang Fortress disciples, all of whom were sword master powerhouses without exception.

"If you want to enter this door to participate in the Hundred Battles Arena, you will be undefeated by my punch first!"

Before entering, the guards guarding outside the ring stopped Ling Feng's group and said with a contemptuous smile.

"Fart, where did this shit rule come from?"

Lu Qingshan's guy suddenly couldn't help but say angrily: "Don't deceive people too much!"

Ling Feng pursed his mouth, and knew in his heart: These masters of Tianmang Fortress, this is to give himself a dismount!

"Let's do it. ”

Ling Feng motioned to the general to be calm, took two steps forward, and said lightly to the disciples of Tianmang Fortress: "Please also ask Brother Tai's subordinates to be merciful." ”

"General Ling, I don't dare to call you a brother!"

The guard looked at Ling Feng with contempt, clenched his fists, and directly rioted against this strong divine elemental power, and above his head, a gray giant bear phantom rose up, and this person's Yuan Soul was a brute bear.

"Undefeated King Fist!"

With a soft shout, the guard showed no mercy and slammed his fist into Ling Feng's face.

"Boom!"

The fist wind roared, and the violent force smashed Ling Feng's chest.

"Get out!" Ling Feng shrank his left shoulder, and his body shook violently, and he directly bounced the guard out.

"Poof!"

The guard spewed a mouthful of blood, staring at Ling Feng in disbelief, he was not an ordinary guard, and his ranking in this Hundred Battles Arena was also around two hundred.

At this moment, under his full outburst, not only did he not suppress Ling Feng, but he was also shocked by the force of the rebound, and his muscles and veins were in severe pain.

In fact, if it weren't for Ling Feng's mercy, this guy wouldn't have been as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Now, I'm qualified to go in?"

Ling Feng raised his eyes to look at the other two guards who were blocking the way, with a hint of banter on his face.

"Please come in. ”

The faces of those two people turned pale with fright, even their boss couldn't stop Ling Feng, the two of them were not enough for Ling Feng to stuff his teeth.

Ling Feng smiled faintly and strode into the arena.

"Click——"

As the floodgates of the arena opened, Ling Feng and the others passed through a long and narrow passage.

As soon as you enter, it is as if you have arrived in another world.

A majestic and noisy aura, like a rolling torrent swept towards his face, this feeling made Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited.

In this ring, it can accommodate more than 3,000 people, even if there is still harassment from the demon clan on the border at this moment, but the enthusiasm of the soldiers of Tianmang Fortress for this hundred battle arena has not diminished in the slightest.

The astonishing aura and the coercion that shocked the soul made Ling Feng have to sigh, the essence of this Tianmang Fortress.

This is indeed a place where the strong are like clouds, compared to the place of the four universities, it is like a greenhouse, and this is the place where geniuses fight.

A place to really grow!

With so many powerhouses gathered together, even Ling Feng couldn't help but breathe a little short.

Listening to the sound of fighting in the ring, the shouts of the spectators, and the high-spirited faces in the contestants' area, Ling Feng only felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, and his body was burning with fierce fighting intent.

When Ling Feng walked in, the soldiers around him who had come to participate in the challenge all focused their eyes on Ling Feng.

They didn't know that a hairy boy who was only twenty years old actually wanted to challenge the masters on the high and high battle heaven list.

Who gave him courage?

However, this "suicidal" challenge is particularly eye-catching.

Soon, Li Bufan and his party walked to the audience, while Ling Feng, alone, strode into the ring area.

In the eyes of thousands of pairs of Heavenly Mang Fortress genius elites, he, one person and one sword, would face a hundred powerhouses above the Hundred Battles Heaven List.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with essence: Today, this ring belongs to me Ling Feng alone!

......

"Hmph, this kid, it's finally here!"

On the left side of the Hundred Battles Arena, there is a VIP seat specially for those generals to watch the battle, and at this moment, there are only four people in this VIP seat.

These four people are naturally the military advisor Sun Boce, the generals Li Qing and Wang Meng, and the first poison master of the empire, Su Dongling.

"The breath is restrained and hidden. ”

Su Dongling narrowed his eyes, compared to the previous meeting in the imperial capital, the feeling that Ling Feng brought him was completely different.

If Ling Feng was like a sharp sword at that time, and now Ling Feng is like he has been put into the scabbard.

But, once the sword is unsheathed, it will sweep in all directions!

Sun Boce also nodded slightly, "This General Ling, whose bone age is no more than twenty years old, is able to lead the sword team of the Heavenly Academy to challenge the royal sword team and win the battle. This son does have something extraordinary. ”

Li Qing on the side suddenly said unhappily: "Master Sun, this kid's talent is a little bit talented, but in the end it is still too tender!"

"Yes, yes, right, are there still few talented people? These flowers in the greenhouse have not experienced real life-and-death struggles at all, even if they have cultivation and martial arts, how can they compare to our long-standing elites!" Wang Meng also said hatefully.

These two generals obviously still have a grudge against Ling Feng for treating them as nothing in Huanglonggang a few days ago.

"There are indeed a lot of talented people. ”

Su Dongling smiled faintly, gently picked up the tea on the table, the Hundred Battles Arena, he had also heard that there was an essential difference between defeating a hundred opponents in a row and defeating a hundred opponents one by one.

Although his impression of Ling Feng was not bad, he was not too optimistic about Ling Feng being able to defeat a hundred opponents in a row and become the king of a hundred battles.

Now, it's just a matter of seeing how many people my precious woman's favorite kid can behead.

(End of chapter)