Exhale...... Inhale......

On the chaotic battlefield, Feather Wind took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

Since you all look down on me, don't blame me for not being moral.

After concentrating his energy, the young man silently looked around him, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

Yu Feng delicately drew out the "Demon God" with his right hand, and the translucent sword body reflected a brilliant color in the sunlight, which was very beautiful.

But the blade is not for seeing, but for fighting.

After the boy drew his sword from its sheath, he quietly walked to the side, where was his first "target......

Damn! This bastard has a lot of strength!

Not far from Featherwind, Lighthard was struggling to throw his fists, roaring and engaging an opponent who looked about as muscular as him.

Coincidentally, the fighter also used a pair of fine iron fists as a weapon, but he was clearly a little stronger than Lighthard, so much so that he gradually gained an advantage in the fight.

Whenever Lighthard's gloves collided with his opponent's, there was a violent collision sound.

After dozens of punches, the bald uncle's arm has gradually become a little numb, but the opponent's movements are still so fast and unaffected at all.

"Good chance! Get out of here!"

In the space where punches collided with each other, the opponent found a flaw to open Lighthard's arm!

When this punch was shot, it was tiger and tiger, and at first glance, it was the kind that even a tiger could beat to death.

If he was to be hit in the chest like this, Lighthard would lie on the ground and be temporarily unable to move even if he didn't faint on the spot.

At this moment, a drop of sweat fell from Lighthard's shiny bald head, but there was nothing he could do about it, and he could only watch as the punch hammered towards his chest!

However, just as he gritted his teeth and prepared to take the blow, a swift sound of breaking wind blew past his ears!

At the same time, a reddish sword shadow appeared in front of him, brushing the fist as if it was about to cut through the air between the two, and then slashed past it.

When the red sword shadow flashed, the punch landed firmly on Lighthard's chest...... Then there was only a slight noise.

Suddenly, Lighthard was a little confused, and he looked at the opponent in front of him, as if he didn't understand why this man suddenly showed mercy.

The punch that was like a rainbow when he was shot found to have almost no force at all after hitting his own chest? Is this playing a game of "hammer your chest" or what?

However, just when the bald man looked confused, his opponent was also stunned, completely unaware of what was happening.

Could it be some kind of spell?" the glove-wielding fighter thought to himself.

Because his punch really went out with all his might, but he completely lost his strength in the middle of it?

"Bald uncle, it's better to leave this opponent to me, you go to the side to rest first. ”

Just as the eyes of the two muscular hunks widened, a teenager's voice suddenly sounded from their side.

At this time, the two of them remembered that when they punched just now, it seemed that something had flown in the middle.

"Feather Wind, why are you ......?"

Lighthard turned his head to look and saw that the little brother was holding a beautiful long sword in one hand, and the expression on his face was very relaxed.

"It's okay, don't worry. ”

Seeing that the bald man didn't know how to speak, Yu Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and took the initiative to step forward and block the front.

That's right, just when Lighthard was about to take a break from cooking, it was Yufeng who came to his rescue.

As a "Sage-level" blood-based holy weapon, the greatest power of the "Ghost God" is that it can cut off invisible things, and this contains the "flow of power".

The so-called "flow of force" can be regarded as the trajectory of power, and if it is cut off in the middle of the process, it can prevent the further transmission of power and prevent the opponent from attacking.

Just when the punch was about to hit Lighthard just now, Yu Feng quickly swung out the "Demon God", and cut off the "flow" of this punch very accurately, making it tickle......

Although this ability to "cut the void" didn't feel that it was great at the beginning, after really understanding the doorway, he found that it was really a very outrageous thing.

Especially when used as a defense, "Ghost God" and Feather Wind's own style of defensive counterattack are like casting an impregnable fortress, even if it is not too much to describe it as "indestructible".

"Huh, you kid wants to be my opponent? Ten or eight years early!"

When Yu Feng stood in front of Lighthard and faced his opponent, although the boxing man was still a little confused, he still said with great momentum.

In the eyes of the boxing man, this teenager is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and he is not qualified to fight with him at all.

Although there is no shortage of genius boys in this world who are shocking the world when they are teenagers, the boxing man does not think that the monster in front of him will be.

But in fact, he was right, because Feather Wind was indeed not a monster, he was just ...... A brave man.

Ten years, eight years? That seems a little late, maybe the world will be destroyed.

Hearing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Yu Feng's mouth, and he casually swung his sword in a very casual posture and slashed at the left arm of the fist man!

The moment the sword light appeared, the fist man instinctively wanted to laugh, and stretched out his right hand to grasp the body of the long sword, wanting to take it down.

Since his gloves are also made of steel, ordinary sharp weapons can't penetrate the gloves and hurt his hands, so this grab is full of confidence.

However, when the sword light flashed away, the fist man only felt a pain in his left arm! Bursts of blood flowed down the wound on his left arm, instantly dyeing his sleeve bright red......

Didn't catch it? Why?

At this time, the same question appeared in the hearts of both the gauntlet man and Lighthard, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, because in their opinion, it was not easy for this "slow" sword to hit someone.

At that moment just now, the blade of the "Demon God" seemed to suddenly turn into a phantom, silently bypassing the obstruction of the palm and slashing at the arm of the fist man.

The whole process of drawing and hitting the sword is so light that it is like using a knife to cut a birthday cake open on the table, which makes people feel like they have fallen into a dream......

When Yu Feng won the sword, the few players who had been watching him from the "Viewing Terrace" were also stunned, because they didn't even see through how the sword was done.

His sword passed through the opponent's defenses? no, there must be some doorway in it.

Cesar held on to the railing and looked carefully at the figure of the young man in ring number two.

The sword just now, to be honest, even Cesar himself didn't see what was going on, which made him even more wary of this young man.

I thought that only those two people were qualified to be my opponents, but would you join them too?

Cesar's eyes grew sharper, and for the first time he realized that this boy, who was ten years younger than him, might be a threat to him, how outrageous it would seem to him on a normal day.

No way, I must be not concentrating!

At this time, the fist man frowned and immediately bowed forward, taking advantage of the gap where the young man's long sword had just retreated, he rushed to the left side of Yu Feng, and blocked the young man's right arm with his left arm!

This block is not subtle, because the young man's sword wielder is "right-handed", this practice of the boxing man can block his sword-swinging action to the greatest extent, and it is also an effective means to target opponents with weapons.

For a melee witcher who uses his fists as a weapon, a very close grappling can maximize his combat power and weaken the opponent's combat power, so a seasoned boxer will definitely try to pursue melee combat.

Now I'll see how you ...... Hmmm!

Just when the distance between the two was extremely close, and the boxing man was about to stretch out his right fist to grab the young man's shoulder and throw him directly out of the ring, a flash of light suddenly flew up from his chin!

What? Can he swing his sword at this distance? But his right hand hasn't moved at all?

At this moment, the fist man's eyes looked at the young man's immobile right hand, and he couldn't understand where the sword flew from, but by this time, he was actually too late to dodge.

"Ahh

After the sword light, the fist man suddenly took two or three steps back one after another!

When he stood up again, he found that the clothes in front of him had been cut in half from waist to shoulder!

Not only that, but a large piece of his originally thick forehead hair had been shaved off, and he felt the rapid receding of his hairline in advance......

This...... Left-handed!

However, when the fist man looked at the boy with a surprised gaze, he realized that the current Yu Feng was actually holding the transparent long sword with his left hand!

"Beautiful!" At this time, Lighthard, who had seen the whole process clearly, couldn't help but let out a burst of applause.

Just now, when Yu Feng was suppressed by the fist gauntlet man's right hand at close range, the young man deftly handed the "Ghost God" to the left with his right hand from behind, and then hid the opponent's sight.

When the "Demon God" was handed to his left hand, the young man's left hand drew a small arc from the bottom to the top, and it was very easy to cut through the opponent's chest clothes......