"Whoosh!"

A frightening flash flashed, and before Liang Fei's rapidly falling body hit the ground, he held it up steadily. Needless to say, this figure is naturally Liang Yu, the elder of the inner gate of the Qingyun Sect.

At the same time, the entire arena was quiet, the needle drop could be heard, and everyone looked at Feng Yi blankly, as if they were watching a demon emerging from underground.

Liang Fei, one of the strongest geniuses of the dignified young generation, was actually knocked out of the ring in such a humiliating way, and he was completely suppressed from beginning to end, and there was no room for resistance. This kind of situation is far beyond everyone's expectations, where is the dragon battle between top geniuses, it is clearly a one-sided "slaughter". The most incomprehensible thing is that when Feng Rebellion fought against Feng Wuwu before, it was so difficult to win, but now against Liang Fei, who is at the same level as Feng Wu, he won so effortlessly, it was like a changed person, and the gap between before and after was completely incalculable.

What is the reason why a person can improve so much strength in such a short period of time? No one can imagine. The only explanation is that the previous Feng Rebellion has always been reserved, and it was not until the battle with Liang Fei that his true strength was brought into play. Shocking terrifying power.

In the waiting area of Qiushui Sect, Bai Qiuyu looked at Feng Yi in the ring and muttered: "Is this his real strength?" No wonder I haven't been able to see through it. ”

"It seems that it is really difficult to win the championship of this year's 'World Martial Arts'. In the waiting area of the Shadow Demon Sect, Leng Ye tightly locked his brows, and the essence of light in his eyes flowed.

"What a powerful guy, Senior Brother, if you face this rebellion, can you be sure of winning?" Zhao Wuji's side, a disciple of the Changtian Sect asked.

"No!" Zhao Wuji shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I can only be undefeated within ten moves!"

"Hiss~"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Changtian Sect gasped, and they didn't know how to speak for a long time. Even the elder brother, who is known as one of the strongest geniuses of the younger generation, said this, how strong should this letter be?

On Daqin's side, Li Mu and Lu Zifeng also looked at Feng Yi blankly, and after a long time, Li Mucai smiled bitterly: "I have always known that the strength of our deputy team leader is unfathomable, and now it seems that his strength is still above my imagination, and the title of the first person of the younger generation is settled." ”

Lu Zifeng didn't speak, just nodded stunned. In less than ten breaths, Liang Fei, who has the highest call for the champion of this year's "World Martial Arts", who else is the opponent of their deputy leader in the younger generation?

"The Great Qin Empire has won the victory!"

At this time, the referee's belated voice sounded. Feng walked off the ring in stride.

Looking at Feng Yi's victorious posture, and then feeling all kinds of strange eyes from the surroundings, Liang Fei's face was gloomy and difficult to see, the injuries on his body were not serious, but this humiliating feeling of suffocation was unbearable for him, and then, he gritted his teeth tightly, said nothing, and turned to leave the arena. Obviously, the blow this battle brought to this young genius, who had not suffered any setbacks since childhood, was so great that he even began to lose and begin to be depressed. If he can't get out of it, his martial arts path will be considered to be the end, on the contrary, if he can adjust his emotions and regroup in a short period of time, then this defeat may become a turning point in his martial arts, and his future martial arts path will be wider and longer.

"Rebellion!"

Behind Liang Fei, Qingyun Sect Elder Liang Yu glanced at Feng Yi with a calm gaze, and the infinite killing intent boiled and roared in his chest. A top genius who defeated Liang Fei he could tolerate, but a top genius who had hatred for Qingyun Sect, he would definitely not let it grow. At this moment, he had already made up his mind that no matter what, he must find an opportunity to get rid of this "scourge" as soon as possible.

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Next, the game continued. Perhaps stimulated by the strength of the rebellion, each pair of players who then came on the court burst out with their two hundred percent combat effectiveness, and none of them who could enter the third round were weak, and no one wanted to stop there, except for the cold night and Li Mu's game that ended quickly, the other six games were quite fierce, at least after 100 moves to determine the winner. The thirteen battles in the entire third round took longer than the twenty-seven in the second round. It is worth mentioning that the lucky person who got a bye in this round is Lu Zifeng, who does not need to play and directly enters the top 14.

And with the end of the third round, everyone is looking forward to the fourth round of the top seven battle soon. The eight top geniuses have gone to the fourth, and the remaining four who can have the last laugh and win the title of the first person of the young generation have to be proved by the next competition. Although Feng Yi has already shown his strength to be the best, but the world is impermanent, who can guarantee that he will definitely be able to win the crown?

Half an hour later, the fourth round of the draw ended, and Feng Reverse drew the No. 1 again. The opponent who also drew the No. 1 lottery with him was one of the few people who could make him look at him squarely, Zhao Wuji, a top genius from the Changtian Sect.

"I've always been self-aware, and I know I'm no match for you, but I'd like to try it and see if I can make a few moves with you. As soon as he came to power, Zhao Wuji said bluntly.

"Oh?"

Feng Yi was slightly stunned, but all geniuses have arrogance, even if they know that they are not as good as their opponents, they will not show it directly, but they didn't expect this Zhao Wuji to be an anomaly, and he actually said frankly that he was not his opponent as soon as he opened his mouth in front of so many people, which made him a little surprised. Immediately, without saying much, he nodded: "Come on!"

"Then be careful!"

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji slowly took a step forward, and an astonishing momentum, boiling like magma, pressed towards the sudden seal like a volcanic eruption.

Seeing Zhao Wuji unleash his momentum, the corners of Feng Hui's mouth were slightly upturned, and a majestic momentum naturally emerged from his body, which was as sharp as a knife, splitting Zhao Wuji's pressed momentum.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two had not yet started a war, and the terrifying momentum that had been emitted had already made Fang Radius hundreds of zhang slaughtered. Even many martial artists who were far away from the arena were overwhelmed by these two domineering momentum, and they stared at the ring tightly with bated breath one by one.

"Look at the move"

Seeing that the momentum could not affect the seal, Zhao Wuji decisively stepped forward. This step has the magic of shrinking into inches, it is just a simple step, he crossed the space of seventeen or eighteen zhang, and his two arms were like giant hammers towards the seal!

"Boom!"

A punch came out, as if Mount Tai was on the top, and although the fist was small, it was hard to hit an earth-shattering might.

"Good!"

Feng Yi shouted, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and went straight up.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, I saw that the black halberd in Feng Rebell's hand suddenly slashed horizontally, slashing straight on Zhao Wuji's fist. It was obviously a collision between a weapon and a fist, but the sound that came out was actually the sound of a metal clash of metals, and the sound of this metal clash was extremely grand, and the terrible sound came out in all directions, and some martial artists with lower cultivation were shocked on the spot.

"Ah......h

Zhao Wuji roared, and green tendons appeared on his two arms, and heavy steam was already coming out of his body.

Feng Rebellion's simple horizontal slash seems to have no might, but the power contained in it is terrifyingly large, Zhao Wuji's fist momentum, under the Feng Rebellion's halberd, was actually slashed hard, and all follow-up means could not be used. Not only that, but Feng Rebellion's attack also shook back his fist power, and it was difficult for a strong person like Zhao Wuji to withstand it for a while!

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Wuji took three steps back slightly unwillingly, and each step made a deep footprint in the ring, making a bang.

"It's amazing!"

Zhao Wuji glanced at Feng Yi deeply. Originally, he already had a high estimate of Feng Rebellious, but he didn't expect to know that the strength of Feng Reversity was still beyond his expectations. At this point, if he doesn't want to lose too ugly, I'm afraid he will have to show his ability to press the bottom of the box.

"Whew!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji took a breath suddenly, and in his body, there was a sudden sound of blood flowing, and at the same time, there was also the sound of musculoskeletal collision. With this voice, his figure suddenly became taller, and his whole body swelled in a circle. The skin on his body shone with a cold metallic luster, and the green tendons between the skin were like rivers, and the sound of blood flowing in it could be heard in the distance.

"Take my move, Djinn Divine Fist!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Wuji's body was like lightning, and he punched towards Feng Yi. The casserole-sized fist was covered with black qi, and endless black qi poured out from his fist, and a brutal and domineering aura enveloped the surroundings in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The fist was still more than ten zhang away from the seal, and the endless strength had been emptied, like waves in the sea, rushing out in all directions wave after wave. The unfathomable pressure pressed the void to a strange "squeak", and the entire ring trembled under Zhao Wuji's punch.

Outside the ring, when Zhao Wuji punched, everyone only felt the trembling of the earth, and it seemed that dozens of cracks could crack at any time. Seeing such a powerful punch, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Yi, guessing how he would deal with it.

The fist wind was whistling, and Feng Reverse Gujing stood in the center of the ring, his clothes and long hair hunting under the fist wind. It wasn't until Zhao Wuji's fist was close to Sanzhang that he suddenly waved the long halberd in his hand, swept through thousands of troops, and rushed towards the opponent's fist halberd.

"Martial Arts Technique - Heavy Attack!"

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