readx;?“ You're the one who's the champion?"

Wen Zhengfeng, who had a cold expression, looked at Ling Xiaoye's white mask coldly, and asked coldly, as if he had come out of a cold land, everything was cold. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Perhaps it was this kind of temperament that made most of the martial arts monks present in awe. Some began to discuss in low voices:

Wen Zhengfeng is the second young master of the current head of the Wen family in Yuanjing City, and he is also the most dazzling new star in the outer gate of Tianyi Pavilion.

At the age of six, he measured the potential of seven pulse marks, and at the age of eight, he lived up to expectations and successfully condensed seven pulse marks, which became the object of competition among various sects that year.

At the age of ten, he broke through the Pulse Seal Realm, advanced to the Soul Sea Realm, entered the Tianyi Pavilion, and officially became an outer disciple.

At the age of thirteen, he rushed to the middle stage of the Soul Sea Realm, and won the second place in the Soul Sea Realm level competition in the five-year sect competition of the Yuxu Empire.

At the age of fourteen, he quickly arrived at the Wheel of Life Realm and became one of the few martial artists of the Wheel of Life Realm of this age in Yuanjing City.

At the age of seventeen, that is, now, he has cultivated to the late stage of the Wheel of Life Realm, and has defeated all the disciples of the outer sect of Tianyi Pavilion, all of them have won without any defeat. If nothing else, after reaching the age of eighteen, he will enter the inner gate of Tianyi Pavilion and become a core disciple.

Such a dazzling achievement made countless martial artists who had only cultivated to the Wheel of Life Realm at the age of twenty or thirty ashamed of themselves.

It is this experience that makes Wen Zhengfeng unique, and what is even worse is that this young man is still surprisingly calm, known as the cold-faced boy.

Ling Xiaoye naturally didn't know what this person was about, but replied lazily: "Yes!"

Wen Zhengfeng frowned slightly, but quickly regained that cold expression and continued: "I heard that you have no defeats?"

"So far, it's still the case. Ling Xiaoye looked at Wen Zhengfeng, and suddenly replied lightly.

"Meaning you're strong?"

Wen Zhengfeng asked suddenly.

Ling Xiaoye felt that this person was a bit of a presence, so he changed his attitude again, and said in a mocking tone: "If you want to go on stage to fight, can it be that you don't have the money to pay for the pill after failing the challenge?"

"Joke, I never talk about money, but I have money. However, you managed to get my attention. ”

Wen Zhengfeng continued to speak coldly, paused for a moment, and then said: "I won against you, I don't want your money, but I need you to kneel down for me and admit that I am the strongest in the Destiny Wheel Realm." ”

"Haha, this fellow Daoist, you are very confident, come on, come on, come on stage!"

Ling Xiaoye stretched out his left hand, and then kept hooking his fingers, signaling Wen Zhengfeng to come to the stage.

The corners of Wen Zhengfeng's mouth rose slightly, jumped slightly, and floated onto the ring.

As soon as this dazzling star disciple of Tianyi Pavilion came to the stage, he made the audience below cheer: "Oh, oh, the young master with a cold face actually went up to fight!"

"Okay, hurry up and place a bet, this time I bet that Wen Gongzi will defeat the white mask in three moves!"

"Finally wait for a master, otherwise this white mask is too arrogant, thinking that no one can control him. ”

"That's it, I bet that this guy with a white mask can't stop Wen Gongzi's two moves. ”

......

Although the martial arts monks watching the ring below talked a lot, Ling Xiaoye and Wen Zhengfeng on the stage were immovable, and they were both probing each other with their divine thoughts.

Ling Xiaoye hadn't used much power all the time, almost relying on the strength of his physical body alone, and a little mana. In this place where cultivation is restricted, if you still want to use anti-heaven spells such as the Demon Burning Heart Method, there is no doubt that you can smash most of the martial monks present with one palm.

Therefore, Wen Zhengfeng has been probing for a long time, but he can only know a little about Ling Xiaoye, Ling Xiaoye has hidden the pulse marks and other abnormalities through small secret methods, if it is not for the investigation of a master who is several levels higher, he will not be able to see the specific situation of Ling Xiaoye clearly.

It's just that Wen Zhengfeng deserves the title of a cold-faced son, even if he can't see the opponent's situation clearly, he still looks cold, so that outsiders can't see what his situation is now.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate, which made the warrior monks under the ring unhelpingly anxious, and some people began to secretly shout: Fight!

In the end, Wen Zhengfeng couldn't hold it back, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, and everyone nearby could feel the cold and cold air emitted by this sword.

"Huh, isn't this the Cold Jade Ice Divine Sword?"

A warrior took a breath and said in surprise. The martial artist next to him was also frightened and asked, "Is this Ice God Sword very powerful?"

"Awesome! It is said to be of high grade and worth a lot of money. Also, when Gongzi Wen was in the Soul Sea Realm, it was with this sword that he swept most of the opponents of the same level in the Yuxu Empire's big competition. ”

"That's right, this sword is a treasure handed down from the ancestors of the Wen family, which has witnessed many years and has been smeared with a lot of blood. ”

"Is it really that amazing?"

"That's so powerful, let's see how Gongzi Wen defeats this white mask!"

......

Although the people in the audience were discussing fiercely, Ling Xiaoye didn't take it to heart, and Ling Xiaoye was no longer surprised by this kind of opinion that had seen him all over.

However, that Wen Zhengfeng was also just as cold, and he didn't seem to be affected by the discussion in the audience, and he was still staring at Ling Xiaoye.

Wen Zhengfeng raised the Cold Jade Ice Divine Sword slightly, and injected a little bit of mana, which made the temperature in the vicinity drop sharply, and some martial artists with a lower cultivation could see the white mist when they breathed.

At this moment, Wen Zhengfeng's eyes moved slightly, and the hand holding the sword suddenly waved the Cold Jade Ice Divine Sword, and a white sword qi burst out from the tip of the sword, quickly hitting Ling Xiaoye's head. The movements are clean and neat, and the sword qi is also lightning and flint.

"That's amazing!"

The speed of the sword qi is not very fast, and ordinary people can still see its rules clearly. So everyone in the audience can exclaim:

"That's amazing, White Mask is going to be hit!"

When it was too late, Ling Xiaoye used his illusion and teleported to the other side just as the sword qi hit three inches before his eyes were three inches away.

This white sword qi rushed into the air, hitting a nearby dangerous wall, and immediately froze it.

"Hey, how did the white mask dodge?"

Everyone's faces were inevitably a little disappointed, after all, Wen Zhengfeng, a genius in the Yuanjing City Destiny Wheel Realm, held a sword in his hand and used a secret method, and he actually hit a blank shot.

Of course, Wen Zhengfeng's face was still cold, but Ling Xiaoye could still see that the opponent in front of him had a slight twitch in the corner of his eye.

Wen Zhengfeng was obviously a little surprised, but also a little angry. For a man like him, he is not afraid of failure, but afraid of being despised.

Ling Xiaoye saw through Wen Zhengfeng's heart at this time, so he deliberately knocked his mask with his hand, making a crisp sound and shadow, as if saying: Come and hit me!

Ling Xiaoye has done a lot of this kind of thing, and his years of experience have taught him that it is not terrible to meet a strong person, but it is terrible to meet a calm opponent. Therefore, he wants to use this way to annoy the genius in the mouth of the audience.

Ling Xiaoye did this, not only made Wen Zhengfeng a little angry, but also made the audience below applaud, and some martial artists simply coaxed because they were defeated by Ling Xiaoye:

"Master Wen, that white mask is too arrogant, the next move will end him!"

Some people took the lead in coaxing, how could others lag behind, so they all began to shout: "Yes, Master Wen, do him!"

"Young Master Wen, you are a genius, don't be afraid of this unknown guy. ”

"Yes, that white mask is only in the middle of the Wheel Realm, and Wen Gongzi can get him with one finger!"

......

The louder the noise, the more counterproductive.

Wen Zhengfeng was originally quite calm, but he missed the first move just now, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, and now he was coaxed by the people below, and he began to feel a little anxious.

A genius, if he can't instantly defeat a martial artist who is lower than his own cultivation, then the name of this genius will come for nothing!

Wen Zhengfeng suppressed the anger in his heart at this time, his left hand began to make a mudra, and his right hand danced the Cold Jade Ice Divine Sword, and for a while, the aura around his body was quickly inhaled, causing a small gust of wind.

"Stay away, or you'll be at your own risk!"

Wen Zhengfeng cast a spell while coldly reminding the nearby martial artists.

Although Ling Xiaoye was wearing a mask, he tilted his head and watched with interest what kind of attack Wen Zhengfeng was performing. Ling's indifferent performance made Wen Zhengfeng, who had already suppressed his anger, unconsciously burst out with a trace of gloom on his face.

Wen Zhengfeng's eyes widened, his left hand stopped in mid-air, and turned into a fist.

Then with his right hand, he gently threw the Cold Jade Ice Sword into the sky, and the Ice Sword buzzed and spun back and forth above his head.

At this time, a thin layer of frost had formed under Wen Zhengfeng's feet, and this layer of frost began to spread rapidly, and the competition platform that was originally paved with hard stones was also frozen by this frost.

Wen Zhengfeng's hands immediately made handprints, and some faint text shadows began to appear around him.

Seeing such a scene, many warriors watching the ring evacuated to a safe distance before they stopped and exclaimed, "Gongzi Wen is going to play for real now." ”

"This is the Flying Snow Ten Thousand Swords!"

"What? Wen Gongzi actually used this advanced combination technique to deal with a mid-stage Destiny Wheel Realm!"

"Haha, no matter what, this white mask will be crippled if it doesn't die, I will buy Wen Zhengfeng Gongzi to win! I didn't expect that if you buy a white mask to win, buy 100 and lose 11; buy Wen Gongzi, buy 100 and lose 13!"

"It's good that we're so far away, otherwise we will be affected by Wen Gongzi's spell, and it will be worth the loss!"

Although many warriors stayed away from the ring, their focus was still on the body of Wen Zhengfeng Gongzi, hoping that he could defeat the hateful white mask. So their eyes were full of anticipation, and their hands were clenched tightly, secretly cheering for Wen Zhengfeng.