Chapter 322: The Angry Han Feng (Subscription Requested)

"Actually, it's not a big deal, but you see it too. Now Haotian has won 22 games in a row, and his physical strength seems to be exhausted. I believe it won't be difficult to win 26 games in a row. But the last four ......"

"Well, I naturally understand!" Ji Wuchen had already discovered this, "But the decisive platform has its own rules for the decisive platform, so I can only try my best!"

"Thank you, Childe!" Lan Xinyue smiled gratefully at Ji Wuchen. At this moment, almost everyone was fascinated by her beauty, and Ji Wuchen also forcibly stabilized his mind and did not let himself have any thoughts of crossing the line.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, after nearly half an hour of fierce battle, Long Haotian finally supported his tired body and knocked the twenty-sixth opponent off the decisive stage.

This gentleman is Chinese New Year's Eve five years old today, and his cultivation has reached the third stage of the Flame Heaven Realm, although his talent is mediocre, but he has a strong will and a solid foundation. After being entangled for a long time, Long Haotian was still punched by him twice, and the injury was not light. Of course, this person also did not summon the Flame Sky Phantom Beast, and there was no sense of loneliness on his face when he was knocked off the battlefield, and his determination was quite admirable.

"Huh!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the preparation area, because there were only four people left. And everyone knows that these four people can almost represent the top talent of Lingyun City today, and they are also the top strength. Of course, there is also the tough backstage behind them.

Of course, compared to the other three, Han Feng's backstage is insignificant. And from the very beginning, he endured the fierce gaze of Mo Wuxian behind him.

Finally, at this moment, I heard a gloomy and sympathetic voice, and said to myself in a commanding tone: "Han Feng, it's your turn! Kill him at all costs!"

"Karala!"

Han Feng's bones all over his body were clucking, and at the same time, his heart was also mixed. Of course, now he no longer has the initial sympathy for Long Haotian, and there is only endless jealousy.

In fact, this is the same as at the beginning, Yan Huang treated Long Haotian well. When a person has an indisputable, crushing advantage over another person, even an enemy, he can naturally show his style and posture, and even give his opponent enough respect. Defeating him in the end will allow him to earn enough fame, and the meaning of this victory can be greatly extended.

But now, Long Haotian has grown up too terrifying, and he seems to have become his biggest threat. Without him, Han Feng had almost touched the door of his own disciple.

You must know that although Lingyun City has been full of talents over the years, there are not many who can really be called amazing. Especially Jiang Chengzhou back then, due to the poor performance later, Elder Lingyun was quite criticized a lot. Later, Jiang Yanyue's qualifications are indeed very high, but in the eyes of many people, it is also difficult to convince everyone.

After all, before the Jiang brothers, there were two "references" that were too powerful. Whether it is Lei Zhenyue or Luo Jiutian, they are all admirable existences. Therefore, over the years, the position of Elder Lingyun's eighth personal disciple has always been vacant. It wasn't until Han Feng's appearance that people felt that this seat had finally ushered in its owner again.

But now, with Long Haotian, Han Feng's light was instantly obscured. Even now it has become the penultimate "spoke", and the purpose of going forward for Mo Wuji, Xie Wujiao and Qiu Tian is just to prevent Long Haotian from becoming a personal disciple!

How aggrieved, how unbearable, how unbearable!

"Kill him at all costs!"

Almost at the same time, several voices rang in Han Feng's ears. It was impossible to tell who it was from, and they were unknowingly igniting the flame of anger in Han Feng's heart. He and Long Haotian died together, which may be the most popular thing for many people.

"Long Haotian, I won't suppress the realm today, and I won't be stingy with my phantom beasts!

"Knock knock!"

Heavy footsteps echoed in the decisive battle. Han Feng took a step, his eyes showed a fierce light, and walked towards Long Haotian step by step. The terrifying murderous aura erupted like a volcano, making people tremble.

The hostess had always been very cold and calm, but at this moment, she couldn't help but be shocked by Han Feng's might. The name of the first genius of his peers is really extraordinary.

It was up to her to settle down, and then said aloud: "The twenty-seventh battle, the fighter, Han Feng!"

The audience suddenly boiled. Everyone remembers the shocking battle more than ten days ago, and everyone remembers that Long Haotian completely covered up the light of Han Feng after that battle, and became the new favorite of Donglai Pavilion. But in that battle, Han Feng suppressed the realm. So people have been longing for Han Feng to take revenge on Long Haotian.

Now, they've finally got their wish!

"Brother, do you remember what the odds are for this matchup?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Long Haotian's odds of winning are twenty to one!"

"Isn't it! Donglai Pavilion is still so unconfident in Long Haotian? ”

"You don't understand, the reason why Long Haotian was able to win last time was entirely because Han Feng suppressed the realm. Now, Han Feng's realm has broken through, and it is a battle of life and death, Han Feng will definitely gamble everything and use all his hole cards for his reputation. Do you think Long Haotian still has a chance to win?"

"Alas, I hope this Long Haotian is not a flash in the pan! I don't know if Lord Liancheng will come forward today!"

............

People talked a lot, and many of them even raised their heads to the sky, as if looking for traces of the city. But since Lian Chengbi said a few words just now, the mysterious pavilion master has disappeared without a trace again, making people wonder if he has really come.

However, people can't see it, but Ji Wuchen can feel the existence of the master, and at the same time, he is also asking him for advice with the art of sound transmission.

"Master, do you need to let Long Haotian slow down, I'm afraid his physical strength will no longer be able to support it!"

"Yes!!" said Lian Chengbi, and said no more. Ji Wuchen knew his master's temper, smiled slightly bitterly, and then gave Lan Xinyue a confident look to reassure her.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Ji Wuchen's voice shifted everyone's attention from the decisive stage to him.

"What does the dustless boy have to say?" That girl was now Fang Zhantu's mouthpiece, so naturally she would ask first. Unexpectedly, Ji Wuchen ignored her at all, which means that your identity is not worthy of talking to me. Suddenly, it made the girl look extremely embarrassed.

Fang Zhantu's folding fan shook gently, like an elegant scholar, looking at his disciple's eyes for help, and smiled slightly. Then, I saw him touch his mustache, stood up and looked at Ji Wuchen and said, "Dustless boy, what's the matter?"

"Long Haotian has won twenty-six games in a row, should he also be allowed to rest?"

Daddy's life weekends are always more tiring than going to work...... I took the child code word for a day until late at night, and went to bed quickly after sending this chapter...... Please support you!

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