Chapter 41: Silence

"Boom!"

The battle was very fierce, but Wang Feng had the upper hand, which was really shocking. When Zhang Pengfei was punched to the edge of the ring by Wang Feng, there was an exclamation in the crowd.

Seeing this, Zhang Pengfei's face was full of shame, and at the same time, his eyes were full of anger and resentment, and he roared: "The sword is coming!"

Immediately, a member of the Zhang family threw a long sword at him, and Zhang Pengfei grabbed it directly in his hand and stabbed at Wang Feng.

"Knife!" Wang Feng snorted.

"Then!" Wang Lin threw the long knife in his hand, the Ice Spirit Knife was too powerful, Wang Feng didn't bring it this time, after all, to deal with Zhang Pengfei, he didn't need the Ice Spirit Sword at all.

"Boom!"

The swords collided, erupting with a piercing sound and accompanied by a series of sparks.

"Flying Fox Swordsmanship!" Zhang Pengfei shouted, this is their Zhang family's inherited swordsmanship, ranking at the peak of the second rate, and its power is very powerful.

Whew!

I saw dozens of sword lights coming towards Wang Feng, and seeing that the scalps of the Wang family were numb, they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Wang Feng.

The head of the Zhao family showed a solemn look slightly.

The head of the Zhang family smiled all over his face.

Wang Lin's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth pulled up a sneer slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's an idiot to compete with the inner disciples of the Shenwu Sect!" the city lord shook his head secretly.

At this time, Zhang Pengfei's sword light almost enveloped Wang Feng's entire person, and everyone watching the battle thought that Wang Feng would definitely be defeated.

But surprisingly, Wang Feng himself looked indifferent, just raised the long knife thrown by his father Wang Lin, and faced Zhang Pengfei with a knife.

"Thirteen slashes!"

Wang Feng let out a low sigh, and the long knife in his hand had already slashed out brilliant sword light, like a stormy wave rolled up in the sea, surging towards Zhang Pengfei.

Boom Boom!

Zhang Pengfei's dozens of sword lights were shattered by the long knife in Wang Feng's hand in the blink of an eye, and the sharp knife momentum swooped straight at Zhang Pengfei, leaving a deep bone-stained blood mark on his chest.

The entire square was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at the young man standing against the knife in the ring in shock.

Wang!

It turned out to be Wang Feng who won.

The people watching the battle were not idiots, if it weren't for Wang Feng's mercy on the knife just now, Zhang Pengfei would have been split in half with a knife.

But this result made everyone present unbelievable.

You must know that a year ago, Wang Feng was still a waste of the entire Wuling City, a waste who was divorced by a woman.

But now, this waste has defeated the first person of the young generation in Wuling City.

From now on, who dares to call Wang Feng a waste again?

If Wang Feng is still a waste, then the young generation of Wuling City will be a waste.

"Ah...... Flying Fox Soaring to the Sky!"

Zhang Pengfei first looked down at his chest, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he had been defeated by Wang Feng. Immediately after, he roared angrily and rushed towards Wang Feng frantically.

Wang Feng frowned, grabbed Zhang Pengfei's long sword with a sword, and then kicked him directly out of the ring and fell to the ground.

"Ahem...... Poof!" Zhang Pengfei suffered another heavy blow, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

"Help Fei'er up!" the head of the Zhang family said coldly, and suddenly two young men rushed out of the Zhang family's team and helped Zhang Pengfei up.

However, the gaze of the head of the Zhang family looked at Wang Feng coldly, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

However, he quickly hid this trace of killing intent, turned his head to Wang Lin on the side and smiled: "Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog son, Brother Wang gave birth to a good son, Zhang was convinced." ”

"Brother Zhang passed the award, the dog made a mistake for a while, injured the virtuous nephew, and looked forward to Brother Zhang Haihan. Wang Lin said lightly, but the smile in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

The head of the Zhang family snorted secretly, but said with a smile: "Where, where, the sword has no eyes, the fists and feet are ruthless, it is normal to be injured in a competition, and the virtuous nephew has already shown mercy." ”

After finishing speaking, the head of the Zhang family sat down with a gloomy face, obviously in an unhappy mood.

At this time, the head of the Zhao family on the opposite side also recovered from the shock, glanced at Wang Feng in the ring with deep meaning, and smiled at Wang Lin: "Brother Wang is very well hidden, the virtuous nephew is obviously a genius, but he has been rumored to be a waste." ”

"Brother Zhao has won the award, compared to Ling Qianjin, the dog is still far behind!" Wang Lin said lightly, he used to have a good relationship with the head of the Zhao family, but now, he has turned against him.

When the head of the Zhao family heard this, he was immediately a little embarrassed, after all, the marriage contract between Wang Feng and Zhao Yuhan was still there.

Seeing this, the head of the Zhang family on the side narrowed his eyes and pulled a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Feng won this competition, I don't know if there is anyone else in the three major families who wants to go up and challenge?" At this time, the majestic voice of the city lord sounded.

Everyone immediately looked at Zhao Jing, who was standing beside the head of the Zhao family.

There is no doubt that among the young generation of the three major families, I am afraid that only this Zhao Jing can fight with Wang Feng now.

Feeling the eyes gathered on him, he saw Zhao Jing smile coldly, kick his feet, and the whole person instantly leaped to the ring.

This light work, like a cloud of flowing water in the same industry, was very beautiful, which attracted some girls who were watching to cheer, and they all looked at Zhao Jing with burning eyes.

Wang Feng shook his head secretly, this Zhao Jing really loves to watch Xiàn, although people are not as arrogant and arrogant as Zhang Pengfei, but they are not much better.

"Brother Wang, you are really surprising, I didn't expect that in just one year, your strength has grown to such a point, even Zhang Pengfei has defeated you, I'm afraid my sister can't think of it. Zhao Jing said in a low voice.

Wang Feng glanced at Zhao Jing lightly, and said coldly: "What Zhao Yuhan didn't expect is still to come, the shame that your Zhao family gave me, it's time to recover some interest today." ”

Zhao Jing's eyes froze when he heard this, and his face became gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Wang Feng, don't give you three points of color and you will start a dyeing workshop, do you really think that if you defeat Zhang Pengfei, you will be able to be proud of the young generation of Wuling City?"

"Just defeat you and Zhao Yuhan again. Wang Feng sneered.

Zhao Jing laughed angrily when he heard this, and shouted: "Arrogance, it's really arrogant, don't say that my sister is the son of heaven, and now she has already opened up the five righteous veins, and she is ranked as a true disciple of the Sword Gate." Even me, now it's enough to easily defeat you, believe it or not?"

Five positive veins!

Wang Feng's pupils shrank when he heard this, he had the help of the World Tree, and there were so many spirit stones, so he could open up the seven positive veins. But Zhao Yuhan can get through the five positive veins with his own qualifications alone, and this talent is simply more than a little bit stronger than him, and he is worthy of being called the son of heaven.

Of course, thinking that he had now surpassed Zhao Yuhan, Wang Feng was still a little proud in his heart.

Even if the talent is not as good as Zhao Yuhan?

I have the World Tree, and I can surpass Zhao Yuhan as well, hum!

Wang Feng sneered in his heart, and then a mocking smile appeared on his face, and said, "Believe it, of course you don't believe it, unless you can defeat me!"

"This is your own death, your fists and feet are eyeless, and your swords are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhao Jing couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore when he heard this, he laughed fiercely, and stabbed Wang Feng with a sword.

As a disciple of the Sword Sect, his swordsmanship is only stronger than Zhang Pengfei, especially this first-class swordsmanship, which instantly forced Wang Feng into danger, and everyone was amazed.

"It's a first-class swordsmanship!"

"How could Zhao Jing be a first-class swordsman? Could it be that he had already been promoted to the seventh layer of the flesh body and became a true disciple of the Sword Sect. ”

"Maybe it was given to him by his sister Zhao Yuhan, after all, Zhao Yuhan has already become a true disciple of the Sword Gate, and there is also a Supreme Elder as a master, and his status in the Sword Gate is very transcendent. ”

......

Everyone was talking, and looking at Wang Feng's gaze, there was some sympathy.

I'm afraid that Wang Feng will lose this battle.

Sure enough, even Wang Feng's thirteen slashes were cracked by Zhao Jing, and people were forced to the edge of the ring.

"Hahaha, Wang Feng, are you poor in donkey skills? With your little ability, you still dare to marry my sister, I, the toad wants to eat swan meat, hum!" Zhao Jing's face was full of pride, and he continued to attack Wang Feng while making sarcastic remarks.

Wang Feng's face gradually became gloomy, even if it was a clay man, he had three points of anger, not to mention that Wang Feng was not the kind of person who was bullied and swallowed his anger.

"A chilling glance!" Wang Feng shouted, and the long knife in his hand, like a bolt of lightning, slashed straight at Zhao Jing in an instant.

This is the first of the six styles of Aohan, and the emphasis is on a 'fast', as soon as this knife comes out, it is much faster than the knife of Leng Feng, a disciple of the inner disciple of the Shenwu Sect.

Like a bolt of lightning, a chilling glance.

"Boom!"

Zhao Jing didn't expect Wang Feng to have such a powerful martial art, in a hurry, he didn't react, he could only barely raise his sword to resist, but he felt a huge force impact, and the long sword in his hand almost flew away.

"Three feet of ice!"

"Kill in the snow!"

"Last mover, first served!"

......

Wang Feng showed no mercy, and the six styles of Ao Han were displayed one after another, and this super-first-class martial art bloomed with dazzling light in his hands, which surprised everyone who was watching the battle.

Just now, Wang Feng was forced to a Jedi by Zhao Jing, but he didn't expect to turn the tables for him in the blink of an eye, which was a miracle.

Even the head of the Zhao family and Wang Lin, the father, were full of surprise.

The killing intent in the eyes of the head of the Zhang family became even stronger, but it was hidden by him very deeply.

"Kill with a single sword!"

When the fifth form of Ao Han's sixth style was unleashed, the long knife in Wang Feng's hand cut off a strand of Zhao Jing's long hair, almost cutting his throat.

This made Zhao Jing break out in a cold sweat, he didn't dare to hide his strength anymore, he roared, the strength of the seventh layer of his body completely exploded, and a sharp sword qi burst out from his hand, heading straight for Wang Feng on the opposite side.

"Wang Feng, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, I have already been promoted to the seventh layer of the flesh, and in the face of absolute strength, you are doomed to defeat. Zhao Jing laughed.

The crowd watching the battle was all exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Really?" Wang Feng raised his head, his cold eyes burst out with blazing light, and a powerful aura gradually swept out of him, enveloping the entire ring.

Zhao Jing's face changed suddenly, and he glared at Wang Feng in disbelief.

"Zhao Jing, do you think that you alone have been promoted to the seventh-layer realm of the physical body? I'm sorry, Wang has already stepped into this realm. Wang Feng sneered.

Everyone watching the battle around, including the people of the three major families, were all stunned by this scene, and the entire square was silent.