Boulder City, the huge crossroads ring, there are warriors from the surrounding areas to compete on stage every day, some are grievances and hatreds, some are money disputes, and some are purely to show their strength so that the big forces can see and recruit. Once these people came to power, they lost their senses, and they used their tactics to kill and use their fighting spirit completely without restraint, until one of them and his enemy died completely.

The defenders of the city did not arrest these people, but encouraged people to try to settle disputes in this way, which was a kind of performance, a kind of venting, a kind of spice, and a kind of display. And recently, these vendetta competitions in Boulder City have been temporarily shelved, just because of the selection of the eldest prince's personal guards.

Yue Zong also breathed a sigh of relief since Han Feng agreed to his request, although Giant Stone City has always been openly recruiting martial artists, but after all, the level is uneven, and it has always ranked at the bottom of the six major capitals. It's not that Yue Zong didn't think about working hard, but unfortunately in this wasteland, most of the martial artists are extremely difficult to cultivate, and few people can break through the Battle Emperor level without the support of materials, but most of the other capitals have countless resources, and many family gangs will invest a lot of manpower and material resources to train martial artists, so every time the princes' personal guards select Boulder City, they often miss it, and of course, the less opportunities they have to be noticed by the princes. The reason why Wanquan Mountain was able to get in touch with the Five Princes was because Wanquan Mountain did what it liked and once paid tribute to the Five Princes with a middle-level demonic beast. This time, Wanquan Mountain was killed by Han Feng, and the only relationship that could be tied to the prince was broken.

However, Han Feng's reply made Yuezong full of confidence in the palace competition held in the imperial city next month, a killer is best at secretly assassinating, but this wind and cold is indeed the opposite, in the face of siege, he actually raised his short and avoided the long frontal kill, and his strength can be imagined.

However, Han Feng has not appeared for three days, although there are still four days, but Yue Zong is still not steady, only Han Feng appears and passes the guò test can make him feel at ease.

Yuezong was absentmindedly doing annoying official business, and at this time, a person quickly flashed in from outside the door to salute Yuezong and brought good news to Yuezong: the wind chill finally appeared.

On the competition stage, the official was still announcing the order a few days ago, but at this moment, few people in the audience were willing to listen to him, and most of these warriors with the strength of the war king level kept squeezing hard behind them, shouting and scolding the people behind them for unknown reasons, but the more they exerted their strength, the more difficult they became, and the more uncomfortable it was to be squeezed. The people on the periphery set aside a passage for a young man in a black robe and a black wolf, and only after watching Han Feng walk by did there be a burst of discussion in private.

"This evil star has finally appeared, today I want to see who has the courage to go up and compete with him?"

"Evil Star, is this young man very staked? Tell me about it, brother!"

"Do you know about the Huangsha Society? The masters of the Huangsha Society, including the president, all died at the hands of this man and a wolf!

Han Feng and Xiaobai slowly approached the competition platform, and the people on both sides looked at Han Feng and Xiaobai with excitement, fear and curiosity, although they saw that Han Feng was very young, but none of them dared to speak out, they were young but had a proud strength, if there were still people who dared to play tricks at this time, it was not too late for the people of the Huangsha Club to leave.

After registering at the registration office, Han Feng jumped lightly in Taichung, and Xiaobai couldn't help but watch Han Feng from the audience, and seemed to be a little curious about this kind of circle.

After the officials read Han Feng's pseudonym and combat power, the competition began, and at this time, if someone was not convinced, they could jump on the competition platform to fight against Han Feng, but unfortunately after the officials asked aloud several times, no one dared to come on stage.

"Nonsense, what is there at this time is a killing god, and he can kill a war emperor with the same strength as the war emperor!

A moment later, the official was about to reluctantly announce Han Feng's promotion, when a figure suddenly jumped, and fell steadily on the arena from the same huge eagle, exuding strong battle qi fluctuations from his body, and a suffocating aura filled the entire arena.

A one-eyed martial artist drew the long sword at his waist, and the murderous intent in his eyes shot at Han Feng unabashedly. Immediately after, a loud shout rolled and shook through the crowd like thunder.

"Feng Han, even if you have the strength to kill the Queen of War, I, Wu Zhong, will fight with you in order to repay the kindness of Brother Wan!

Han Feng was not surprised by the appearance of the one-eyed man, he stood in the center of the ring with an indifferent face, looked at the one-eyed Wu Zhong with a flat look, and said slowly

"Go down, you're no match for me!"

"Haha, so what, don't think that the Emperor of War can be on top and see how I kill you today!" Wu Zhong's expression was still the same, staring at Han Feng and laughing loudly, his single eye constantly shooting out beams of resentful light.

The warriors who paid attention to Han Feng in the audience heard that Wu Zhong's face appeared with horror one by one, the wasteland thief Wu Zhong, the peak of the strength of the war king, was about to enter the war emperor with one step, his shot was very vicious, and he never left a living mouth, and the warriors who went out of the wasteland were all famous.

Wu Zhong's strength is indeed very strong, five years ago, he once fought against a War Emperor-level master for hundreds of moves, and his strength will probably be even higher after five years.

After seeing Wu Zhong, the official's face turned blue, and looking at Wu Zhong, he couldn't help but spew out a look of resentment from his eyes, and the latter also sensed the official's eyes, then turned his head to stare at the official, and then gestured with his hand on his neck, and the angry official trembled.

At this time, a figure appeared silently on the arena like a ghost, and in the middle of Han Feng and Wu Zhong was none other than Yue Zong, the city lord of Giant Stone City.

Originally, this kind of duel was only the responsibility of the officials, and there was no need for Yuezong, the city lord, to go out in person, but Wu Zhong standing on the stage at this time was also a martial artist who had not long entered the War Emperor level, although the reputation of the wasteland thieves was not good in this Boulder City before, but at least this Wu Zhong was also the only War Emperor-level thug who had taken refuge in Yuezong in recent years, Feng Han's strength was obvious to all, even if he wanted to protect Wu Zhong at this time, it depended on whether Feng Han agreed or not.

"Wu Zhong, I won't say anything superfluous, you remember. This is the arena, you can not only distinguish the winner but also life and death, the person in front of you is not one of the enemies even if Wanquan Mountain uses all his best moves, you have made it clear to me, is there any need to send a dead person to death again!"

As soon as Yue Zong finished speaking, his figure flashed violently, and he stood on the edge of the ten-meter opening of the arena, staring at Wu Zhong with cold eyes, and there was already a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Wu Zhong hadn't decided whether to follow Feng Han or not, but he suddenly felt a cold killing intent emanating from Yue Zong's body, and he couldn't help but tremble a little.

He wanted to pull out his long sword and point it at Han Feng, but he found that Han Feng's eyes did not fluctuate when he looked at him, as if he was looking at another dead person. The fluctuation of the battle qi emitted by his body instantly contracted as if he had encountered a cold current, and Han Feng's body exuded a strong aura of death, Wu Zhong had killed many people and knew very well that at this time, when people killed too much, the aura that slowly developed after killing too many people, his own murderous aura was nothing in the eyes of the other party, and he couldn't help but re-evaluate what Yue Zong said, but unfortunately, when he saw the killing intent emitted by Han Feng's hand touching the hilt of the sword, he realized how ridiculous his so-called revenge was.

Han Feng was about to draw his sword, but he didn't expect Wu Zhong to be suddenly frightened like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and jumped off the arena and ran into the distance.

When you come, you are majestic, and when you go, you are gray.

Han Feng's initial optimism about this Wu Zhong turned into contempt. Overconfident in his own strength, he even used his reputation to shout in front of so many people to avenge Wanquan Mountain, but he was stimulated by Yuezong's warning and Han Feng's killing intent, Wu Zhong, a notorious desert thief, actually fled, which really made many warriors stunned.

Wu Zhong ...... I ran away......"

"I was so arrogant before, but I fled before I made a sword, this is a bit different from the usual Wu Zhong, usually Wu Zhong is crazy and more like a one-eyed wolf, but now how can he be like a cat that has been stepping on his tail?"

After a moment of silence in the crowd, one by one reacted, and the entire arena began to be filled with all kinds of filthy swearing. Wu Zhong's strength is not weak, and he is the Emperor of War, and this kind of top martial artist is scared away by Han Feng.

If you say that you Wu Zhong was defeated by the wind and cold in a fair competition, then there is another one, but today you came to play the field, and then you ran for the first time, isn't this not your own face?

Now that Wu Zhong is running like this, no one dares to question Han Feng's strength, and as the officials come to the stage again to question, no one is willing to go up. Han Feng also easily won the promotion without a fight......

There were still a few days left before the next pre-selection test in Shuihua City, and Han Feng stopped paying attention after learning that he could directly reach Shuihua City through the Guò Teleportation Array, and instead asked Yue Zong if there was a solid training ground in the city?

Yue Zong looked at Han Feng with a strange expression for a while, and then he said a location, the Quartet.

The quadrangular array was not a training ground at first, but it was a prison for the lack of martial artists in the city, and Yue Zong had no choice but to confine the criminal warriors.

In the vicinity of a military camp in Xicheng, there is a big pit about one mile square and twenty meters deep, when Yuezong took office, the security of the boulder city was quite chaotic, the warriors who killed people in the street dared to fight against the city defense army with their own force, Yuezong showed no mercy to these rebels, and some of the warriors were killed by Yuezong by disobeying the control of the superior strength, but there were still a large number of warriors who were captured by the city defense army, how to deal with these people became a thorny problem.