Feng Cheng thought of this, and he could only do this, cheering up his whole body, it seemed that his will had overcome the pain of drilling his heart at this time, and his mind sank into the dantian, a huge trace of the dantian, feeling this dantian that may burst at any time, it seems that it may burst at any time, and he will die like this, and he can only fight quickly.

Feng Cheng also urged all the Yuan Force, feeling that his dantian was like an egg being subjected to a strong external force, and the cracks continued to spread and open on top of it, and could break at any time, facing a strong man like Yang Sheng on the opposite side, he could only let go, whether it was death or life, it was a matter of God. The strong Yuan Force flowed through the strong meridians of the whole body, the dantian barely supported this huge Yuan Force from breaking, and a huge feeling of pain then surged into the brain, where can I manage this now, the energy gathered on Feng Cheng's palm, and the dark yellow light was centered on his palm, like a small sun, radiating a dazzling light towards the surroundings, many viewers closed their eyes, and the same was true for Yang Sheng on the other side, Feng Cheng rose up, shouting "Yin Feng Fist" in his mouth!

The elder sitting on the stage was also shocked, it seemed that the victory or defeat of the two was at this point, who could win, everyone's hearts were naturally uncertain.

Both of them were condensed with the full force of the Yuan Force of the surrounding body, and everywhere they went, there was no grass, and the things that could be touched were instantly shattered and turned into ashes.

A powerful energy fluctuation that stunned people over erupted at the moment of contact between the two strong energies, watching the orange energy light curtain being torn apart little by little, just enough to withstand all the energy of the two, so as not to affect the audience, it was a light curtain created by a E-level powerhouse that was so offset.

It seemed to be foggy on the stage, dusty, unable to see, and it took a long time before it gradually became transparent, and I saw two people on the stage, one standing, and the other lying on the ground. Looking closely, the person standing there turned out to be Feng Cheng. It was clearly Feng Cheng who won the game. Looking at Yang Sheng again, the clothes all over his body were also torn apart by the shock, hanging all over his body like strips of cloth, in tatters, his body was covered with wounds, and a trace of blood flowed out of his body. The whole person lay on the stage and fainted.

The elders were also shocked, and the hall masters of the Hanyuan Hall on the stage, including several great elders, were also dumbfounded, our most proud protégé was defeated. And he lost so badly. For a while, a few people couldn't accept it, and they didn't know how to treat this kid, and the elders beside him were also looking at this kid with fierce eyes, but in this public eye, they couldn't slap him to death, the Purple Star Pavilion behind him was strong, even his master's Fengqing Hall was no worse than their Hanyuan Palace, and there were several powerful branch halls to support him. Today, the reputation of Hanyuan Hall has also been greatly damaged. But it can only be pushed along the water. The reputation is lost, and even the credibility of the Hanyuan Hall cannot be lost.

Then several disciples of Hanyuan Hall came up and lifted Yang Sheng, who was already weak, down with all hands and feet.

At this time, the elder came to Feng Cheng's face, Feng Cheng was also struggling to support his weakness to the limit, ordinary people pushed him casually, maybe Feng CD was about to fall. The elder came over and raised Feng Cheng's hands, looking at him with resentment in his eyes, but he could only announce it to the bottom.

"Today's winner is Feng Cheng, Xiaoyou's strength is strong, according to the promise, Han Yuan Hall will give him a C-level exercise and a third-order pill, but Feng Cheng already has a sect belonging, and he can't be one person with two factions. With that, the elder took a book and an elixir and handed it to Feng Cheng.

The audience in the audience was also full of envy, a C-level exercise and a third-order elixir, even if there were many cultivators in the audience, they had to be one of them, and their cultivation was definitely greatly improved, and this person called Fengcheng actually obtained both. The audience watched everything on this stage with a twinkle in their eyes.

"I've changed idols!" One girl said happily to another.

"Oh, our most famous Jiaozi Yang Sheng was defeated, this person who is regarded as an idol by many people, this person who is a legend in Jeju was pushed off the altar like this, the reason why Hanyuan Hall has such a strong influence in Jeju is all due to the creation of the annual fascinating martial arts competition, how many of us here take entering Hanyuan Hall to cultivate as the glory of the entire family, and today they were overthrown by this kid!" The elders on the stage listened to these words as if they had pierced their hearts, and their faces were red.

"But at present, only Hanwonjeon has such a great influence in Jeju City, you must know that the rest of the weak forces in Jeju still can't compare with Hanwonjeon, and it is normal for the best person from the strongest forces in Huashengguo to defeat our young talents here. The elder sounded like a compliment, but in fact, there was a deep meaning in it, and his face was even more ugly.

"What's his name?"

"Like...... It's called Fengcheng, that's right." The audience was talking.

"Today's martial arts competition ended successfully, and the audience also saw the wonderful, Fengcheng Xiaoyou from the Purple Star Pavilion, the largest force in Huasheng Kingdom, made us admire, let us Hanyuan Hall understand what it means to have someone outside the people, we have a more sober understanding, Hanyuan Hall will get better and better, see you next year." The elder's voice with a strong Yuan Force came from above the crowd.

All the people began to withdraw from the grounds. Feng Cheng put the C-grade exercises and third-order elixirs he had just obtained in the storage bracelet. began to stagger back, the injuries on his body were too serious, the pain in the dantian seemed to be more intense, and his mouth kept trembling.

Walking all the way back to the inn, many people pointed at him on the way. Many girls followed behind, this person who was not inferior to Yang Sheng, with a handsome face, naturally became the new idol candidate in the girl's heart.

"This is the Windy City that just won the competition, and it's really a young talent." Obviously, Fengcheng also made a name for himself in Jeju at this time.

Back in the inn, Feng Cheng also felt like the world was spinning, and his head was gradually chaotic.

Quickly took out the 3rd order elixir, and probed into it, this elixir did not lose the previous elixir, looking at its green appearance, it represents a strong healing ability, if you don't guess wrong, this elixir should be a Huiling pill, with a strong healing ability at the same time, it should also be able to improve your cultivation.

His head became heavier and heavier, Feng Cheng hurriedly swallowed the pill, and an incomparable energy gathered in the dantian, but he felt that this energy not only did not damage the dantian, but was repairing his broken dantian. There is also this energy in the meridians that is surging up and down. Constantly forging his meridians, feeling as if the meridians are getting stronger and stronger, between the flow of energy in the body, a stream of warm currents spread around the body at the same time, Feng Cheng can no longer support it, his eyes gradually closed, and he lost consciousness in an instant.