Bai Feng entered the spirit ring space again, and a familiar white expanse appeared in front of him. As soon as he entered the space, Bai Feng asked the Ring Spirit.

"Ring Spirit, what are the odds that I will defeat 'Zero'?"

The ring spirit did not answer Bai Feng quickly, and waited for a while before saying in a low voice: "No more than thirty percent." ”

Bai Feng nodded and said, "I feel that this time, he has also transformed! There is always an indescribable feeling. When he stood in front of me, I felt a strong sense of oppression, and even felt the strong sword intent colliding with my sword. ”

"Master, don't be discouraged. These three months must have not been in vain. Everyone will have their own adventures. You have the Spiritual Ring Space, and he may have some kind of divine realm system. Don't worry, just be yourself. I believe in you, to be able to surpass him for a while. You must not be discouraged in tomorrow's battle, it is man-made!"

Bai Feng smiled slightly and did not speak. But his eyes were filled not with the light of timidity, but with the light of fanaticism.

Without any more words, Bai Feng began his own alchemy and cultivation. No matter whether he wins or loses tomorrow, it is impossible to defeat Bai Feng's determination to become a strong man.

The night passed quickly.

Bai Feng successfully refined three furnaces of Ascension Pill, and one furnace of Body Refining Pill. These three furnaces of Ascending Pills, on average, have four or five pills, which can be regarded as extremely efficient. And there are even fewer Body Refining Pills, only two. But just these two pieces can be sold for tens of thousands of gold coins.

One night, Bai Feng used a Body Refining Pill by himself, and he was going to give the rest to Wang Dashun. He knew that Wang Dashun's desperate cultivation must have left a lot of dark wounds on his body, and this body refining pill could just help him eliminate the impurities in his body and repair the dark wounds.

How could an ordinary Spirit Yuan Realm have such treatment, and only Bai Feng, a second-level alchemist, could come up with these cultivation resources. Generally speaking, a Spirit Base Realm powerhouse has a net worth of less than one million, and even most of them use it to buy cultivation resources, so it can be said that a Spirit Base Realm powerhouse is poorer than Bai Feng.

Bai Feng meditated all morning, regained his spiritual power, and cultivated for a while. He also took a Spirit Ascension Pill to improve his cultivation a little bit again.

The effect of the Ascension Pill is very good in the early stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm, but the higher the level, the worse the effect. And he only has the effect of quickly gathering spiritual power, and does not have the effect of breaking the bottleneck. Therefore, Bai Feng taking more of this Ascending Spirit Pill will only load his body, which will have the opposite effect, and will not advance.

It is obviously unwise to abandon future development for the sake of a battle. Bai Feng has never planned to do so, and now he wants to lay a good foundation bit by bit. He won't do this kind of thing.

The afternoon was also very soon, and after Bai Feng had eaten, he walked to the Colosseum on foot.

Cloud City has always been so lively, countless vendors sell on the streets every day, and countless people enter the Colosseum to watch the game.

For many people, becoming a monk is impossible for them in their lifetime, but being able to watch the monk's game makes their blood boil.

The Colosseum is never short of people, and there are many people watching the game from all the time until it closes. Even, there are many children of big families, and some fox friends gather here to be lively. It's not that they don't want to practice, it's that their talent is too poor and they can't endure hardship. The family threw resources at them, but they didn't have much interest.

Bai Feng walked straight to the registration office, and there, he saw 'Zero'.

Zero also seemed to have a feeling, and the moment Bai Feng approached, he opened his closed eyes, looked straight at Bai Feng, and said, "Wait for you to come." ”

He was dressed in black, and in his hand was still the beautiful and delicate purple and blue sword. This time, Bai Feng really saw the person's appearance clearly.

This man was also very handsome, with black hair draped over the back of his head, but his black linen clothes made his appearance not very outstanding. But his temperament was so cold and arrogant that he was stared at as if he had been pierced by a sharp sword. He was a little thin and thin, and he looked like a poor boy no matter how he looked at him.

Bai Feng was also wearing ragged linen clothes, and his hair had only grown a little, but he also had a special temperament. Especially when he was holding the Red Flame Knife in his hand, Bai Feng was like a hermit master.

The momentum of the two of them at the moment is slowly rising, Bai Feng's momentum is like a crazy knife, and Zero's momentum is like a sharp sword, invisibly, the two have already competed once.

However, in the hall of the registration office, no one noticed the strangeness of the two of them, the momentum of both of them was restrained, and no one felt each other's strong fighting spirit.

Suddenly, a pair of white hands were on Zero's shoulders, and suddenly, Zero's momentum quickly decayed, and he no longer competed with Bai Feng. Bai Feng no longer released his momentum, and the two suddenly stopped fighting.

"Let's fight again!"

This person is Blowing Snow, his snow-white white robe, with black hair, draped over his shoulders, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a noble son. Especially he has a face that fascinates thousands of girls, and he is so handsome that women are jealous.

Zero nodded, and closed his eyes again. And Blowing Snow smiled at Bai Feng, nodded, and stayed quietly by Zero's side.

It can be seen that Zero and Blowing Snow have known each other for a long time and are very good friends. Judging from Zero's behavior, Bai Feng already knew that he was a person with a relatively withdrawn personality, and he was able to be with Blowing Snow, which showed that the two of them had a good relationship.

No longer speaking, Bai Feng signed up again, continued yesterday's game, and asked the staff to arrange a winning game for him.

Soon, it was time for Bai Feng to play again. In yesterday's record, the staff found Bai Feng's strong strength, so the staff will quickly arrange him to play, and the opponent arranged is also different.

According to yesterday's statistics, in the three games that Bai Feng played, the atmosphere on the scene was much better than usual. The brilliant spiritual power confrontation is rarely seen in the competition, and these things can mobilize people's nerves and enthusiasm the most.

After one game, the next game is Bai Feng.

Bai Feng walked slowly in the ring, he held the red flame knife in his hand, and he was still wearing earth-colored linen clothes. His appearance suddenly ignited the audience, and the whole audience cheered for him. Suddenly, the Colosseum seemed to have exploded a sonic bomb, and a strong cheer broke out.

The opponent who plays is called Xing. As soon as Bai Feng saw this person, he knew that this person had a lot of lives on his hands. The smell of blood on his body could be smelled by Bai Feng from a distance of ten meters. He was very clean and unassumingly dressed. It can be seen that he kills people like hemp, causing him to be covered in blood. The smell had penetrated his body so deeply that he couldn't wash it off.

As soon as this person saw Bai Feng, he showed a fierce appearance, his momentum was like a bloodthirsty wolf, and ordinary people could be overwhelmed by this momentum. And Bai Feng was different, he was still standing there calmly, with a restrained momentum.

This person is also on the same level as Bai Feng. But this man won 89 games and lost 76 games. The winning streak is five. Bai Feng was still expressionless, in his heart, Zero was the biggest opponent. Everybody before that, you can, fight and win!

The opponent's weapon is an axe, an axe full of blood-colored patterns, which makes people know at a glance how many people have been slaughtered and how many people's blood has been stained with this axe.

The game began, and Bai Feng still made the first type, the iron rope crossed the river, waiting for the opponent's attack. With a cruel smile, the punishment slowly walked towards Bai Feng step by step.

With every step, the ground was thumping, as if every step he took was stepping on Bai Feng's flesh and blood. The audience was so quiet that even the needle could be heard, and the audience at the front of the audience seemed to be able to see that there was a monstrous sea of blood behind the torture.

Bai Feng's face was still expressionless, his feet were straddled, and a large knife was also across his face.

Suddenly, the torturer's feet slammed on the ground, and it was visible that a gap exploded in the ground, and then his body rose violently, and when he landed, he was already above Bai Feng.

His blood axe slashed downward, slamming into Bai Feng's Red Flame Knife with a ferocious momentum.

But what he didn't expect was that his full strength, and even with the help of the momentum after the jump, he still didn't let Bai Feng take half a step back. Bai Feng's hands did not move at all, as if molten iron was poured.

But under his feet, a stone crater that reached his ankle appeared, heralding the violent explosion of the blow. Bai Feng smiled, making the punishment feel tight.

Immediately, Bai Feng's knife moved. Like a guillotine knife, with a violent spiritual power, it slashed towards the torture.

"Ding~~" A golden sound resounded throughout the audience, and it can be seen that the punishment took more than a dozen steps backwards, and finally barely stood firm.

Bai Feng's knife, he blocked it with a blood axe, but Bai Feng's strength made him suffer a big loss. He was now forcibly holding on without vomiting blood, but his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows, as if he was not very satisfied with this blow. Indeed, Bai Feng's strength is by no means something that this person can compete with, the effect of refining his body for three months is obvious, and at the same level, Bai Feng's physical strength can no longer find anyone stronger than him. His strength has long surpassed that of people of the same rank. Although this person is considered a strong man at the same level, compared to Bai Feng, it is as if an egg touches a stone, and it is fragile!

Without waiting for the further recovery of the sentence, take advantage of his illness to kill him! Bai Feng's moves changed instantly, and a tragic and violent momentum approached the punishment, making his body seem to be imprisoned, and he wanted to move but couldn't take a step.

"The third style, go to the meeting alone!"

Bai Feng thought silently in his heart, and then his knife was like a fierce tiger, and he pounced fiercely at the punishment. In the air, he gathered the spiritual power of his whole body and released it on the Red Flame Knife, which instantly turned into a fire-colored knife shadow and slashed towards the punishment.

He already knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to deal with this blow with all his might! His blood axe slashed at Bai Feng in the air, and suddenly, the blood axe turned red, as if it was really stained with blood.

"Ding~~. This time, there was still a sound of gold ringing that resounded throughout the audience, like a mighty bell, and it continued to ring for more than ten breaths.

And that punishment was slashed ten zhang away by Bai Feng's knife, and almost flew into the audience. A long furrow also appeared in front of Bai Feng, and that was the destructive power caused by his spiritual power.

Bai Feng knew the situation of the punishment, and at the last moment, he withdrew his hand. He instantly separated his spiritual power from the Chiyan Knife, otherwise he believed that this punishment might be slashed to death by him. That spiritual power is no joke, just look at the deep ravines in the ground.

White maple, win.