Chapter 65: Advance to the finals

The battle between Wang Feng and Wang Chuanyi attracted everyone's attention, and even the battle between Lin Aotian and Han Bing on the side was watched by few people.

This is not because the battle between Wang Feng and Wang Chuanyi was so exciting, but because Wang Feng's unexpected appearance was too shocking, before that, who would have thought that Wang Feng had already stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the flesh.

"This guy is simply born to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

A true disciple sighed.

Everyone around nodded in admiration.

But isn't it, at the time of the big competition in the inner door, Wang Feng hid his strength all the way until he finally turned the tables and won and won the first place.

This time, he once again hid his strength, and only showed some strength when others were not optimistic about him, which made people constantly shocked, until now he was shocked.

"Wang Chuanyi, do you see it? This is the real power!" Wang Feng looked at Wang Chuanyi, who was repelled by himself, smiled coldly, and threw the cyan short knife in his hand out of the ring.

Looking at Wang Feng with a proud face on the other side, Wang Chuanyi's heart was full of anger and jealousy, once upon a time, he was the first day of the Shenwu Sect, and others could only be his foil, but now, Wang Feng was using him as a stepping stone, which was something he could never tolerate.

"Wang Feng, don't be too complacent, even if you have also stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the physical body, it may not be my opponent, I don't believe that you have really obtained the Divine Power Seed. Wang Chuan shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Chuan kicked his feet one by one, his body jumped high, as if he had flown into the sky, he looked down at Wang Feng below in the sky, and shouted: "Split the mountain palm!"

At this moment, Wang Chuanyi's whole person erupted with blazing white light, and between his hands, a divine power seed loomed, bursting out with a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation.

"Hey, isn't this guy's supernatural power seed refined, why is it different from mine?" Seeing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Elder Shu smiled and said, "You have the World Tree, unlike others, when the World Tree devours the Divine Power Seed, you can immediately learn this Divine Power." And they can only refine the supernatural power seed into their own supernatural power seed, and when they use it, they have to use the supernatural power seed to urge it. ”

"Then who is better?" Wang Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense, of course it's yours, you can cast it at will, it's much more convenient and powerful than using supernatural power seeds. Elder Shu scolded with a smile.

Wang Feng was immediately excited, he had the World Tree, it was a great luck.

"Boom!"

High in the air, Wang Chuanyi's supernatural powers finally began to show a powerful coercion, and a terrifying momentum shrouded down, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, making people almost out of breath.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, he took out the Ice Spirit Knife, cast the Proud Han Six Styles, and slashed at Wang Chuan.

At this moment, with him Wang Feng as the center, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, making the people watching the battle around couldn't help but shiver.

"Proud of the cold six styles, ice and snow!" Wang Feng shouted.

The Ice Spirit Knife in his hand, under the infusion of strong spiritual power, bloomed with dazzling white light. With his slash, the surrounding temperature completely dropped to the extreme, a layer of hoarfrost was filled in the ring, and goose feathers and snow suddenly drifted in the sky.

This strange scene made countless people around exclaim.

"It's so beautiful!" The eyes of the beautiful disciples of the underground courtyard were shining, and the pieces of goose feathers and snow surrounded the entire ring, which was very dreamy and beautiful.

"It's so cold...... What kind of martial art is this? Is it a supernatural power?" the True Transmission disciples shuddered in shock.

On the high platform, those high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect were all shocked one by one.

"It's not a supernatural power, but the power is comparable to a supernatural power!" said the Shenwu Sect Master's eyes with a burst of light in his eyes.

"These beautiful snowflakes are all carrying terrifying killing intentions, this knife technique is terrifying. The mission elder was shocked.

The Great Elder also stared at the ring.

At this time, the pieces of goose feathers and snowflakes rushed towards Wang Chuanyi in the sky, and when they approached him, they suddenly turned into a blazing sword, although it was small, but it burst out with a peerless edge.

"What!"

All the high-ranking officials of the Shenwu Sect couldn't help but stand up in unison, their faces dumbfounded.

"What is it? Wang Feng, you don't have a supernatural power seed, you can't be my opponent, watch my mountain splitting palm slash you to death!"

Wang Chuanyi didn't know the mystery of this trick, and he couldn't feel the killing power in it, he only thought that he had supernatural powers, and he was already invincible in the world.

His face was full of hideousness, he laughed proudly, and slammed his palm at Wang Feng.

However, he was greeted by countless snowflake blades, and his terrifying palm prints were directly pierced by these blades, turned into light, and dissipated into the air.

"How is that possible?"

"It can't be!"

Wang Chuanyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at this qiē with a face full of disbelief, really not believing his eyes.

That's a supernatural power, a cultivator at the physical body level, absolutely invincible!

But why? was it smashed by Wang Feng?

"Boom!"

Wang Chuanyi didn't have time to think about it, although the countless snowflake blades had been weakened by the mountain splitting palm, there was still a lot of power left, and it bombarded his body and completely knocked him out of the ring.

"No...... Poof!" Wang Chuan's eyes were red, his face was unwilling, but he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly fainted.

Wang Feng was not surprised by such a result, when he used this trick, he was able to destroy the powerhouse of the eighth layer of the flesh body in the realm of the seventh layer of the flesh.

Now that he has reached the realm of the eighth layer of the flesh, it is enough to fight with the powerhouse of the ninth layer of the flesh body if he performs this trick again.

If Wang Chuanyi hadn't had a splitting mountain palm, which weakened most of the power of this move, otherwise, this knife would have killed him.

"Goo...... Boom!"

Under the ring, some people couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and looked at Wang Feng in the ring with disbelief on their faces.

The true disciples of the Human Academy, including Zhang Weihu and Bai Yunfei, were all silent at the moment, unable to say a word anymore.

Even the beauties in the underground courtyard didn't speak at the moment, just looked at the dazzling figure in the ring in shock...... Wang.

That was Wang Chuanyi, one of the three true disciples of the Shenwu Sect, who was only on the first day before.

He was defeated by Wang Feng like this!

Until now, a group of people still couldn't believe it, it was really Wang Feng who was too young, and the time for him to be promoted to a true disciple was too short, and he was clearly just a newcomer!

But such a newcomer, in front of everyone, defeated Wang Chuanyi, one of the three true disciples.

At this moment, everyone looked at Wang Feng's gaze with a trace of awe.

In the Fengyun Continent, the strong are respected.

Regardless of whether Wang Feng was a newcomer or a waste in the past, but from now on, Wang Feng is one of the three true disciples of the Shenwu Sect.

"That's it for today, three days later, there's another final. ”

The Great Elder said suddenly.

Wang Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look, but found that the battle between Lin Aotian and Han Bing was also divided into winners and losers.

The winner was Lin Aotian, who gasped heavily, his body was a little wolfy, his face was a little pale, and he no longer had his previous calm attitude.

Han Bing fell out of the ring, his face was pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

At this time, Lin Aotian also saw the ring opposite, and when he saw that it was Wang Feng standing in the ring, his eyes suddenly froze, and his heart was full of shock and incredulity.

To be honest, he had always suspected Wang Feng's hidden strength, but in his opinion, even so, it was impossible for Wang Feng to defeat Wang Chuanyi, who had a supernatural power seed and stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the flesh.

But now, the person standing opposite him and fighting him three days later was only Wang Feng.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Wang on his victory!" Lin Aotian was an extraordinary person, and he quickly calmed down and said to Wang Feng with a smile.

Wang Feng nodded faintly and said, "Tongxi!"

"See you in three days!" Lin Aotian glanced at Wang Feng deeply, turned around and left, regardless of whether he regarded Wang Feng as an opponent before, but from now on, Wang Feng is his opponent.

Wang Feng looked at Lin Aotian's back deeply, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he asked in his heart: "Old Shu, between me and him, who is stronger?"

"He has already opened up the seven strange veins, and his spiritual power is much stronger than yours, and he is even more able to exert the power of the supernatural power seed. However, after all, your Aohan Six Styles are your own comprehension, and the power is not below him, so the victory or defeat between you is still five or five. Unless your Ancient Demon Body goes one step further and the strength of your physical body is comparable to the eighth-layer realm of your physical body, then you will definitely be able to win against him. The tree elder said solemnly.

Wang Feng's face sank when he heard this, such an uncertain battle made him a little uncomfortable.

"There are still three days left, and it is almost impossible for my primeval demon body to go further. Wang Feng frowned.

At this time, Han Bing walked over, she looked at Wang Feng with some shock in her eyes, and said: "I didn't expect you to be able to defeat Wang Chuanyi, it seems that you really opened up a formation in a magical way, but Wang Chuanyi's strength is too far behind Lin Aotian, if you want to win the first place, it is difficult!"

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to give it a try, didn't Senior Sister Han Bing give up before?" Wang Feng said with a smile.

Han Bing was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said, "In the past three days, I can be your sparring partner, and I can also tell you some of Lin Aotian's combat characteristics." ”

Wang Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, if there was a strong person of the same level as a sparring partner, then his primeval demon body might really be able to break through.

At that moment, Wang Feng hurriedly said, "That's really grateful to Senior Sister Han Bing." ”

"You're welcome, if you can really defeat Lin Aotian, it can be regarded as fighting for our underground courtyard. Han Bing said with a smile, looking at Wang Feng's gaze, a hint of complexity flashed.

She still remembered that when she first met Wang Feng, the other party was just an inner disciple who had just been promoted, and it was not easy to solve even a tiger.

When he saw Wang Feng for the second time, the other party had already competed with Yang Wei in the inner gate and promoted him to a true disciple.

Since then, every time he sees Wang Feng, his strength has improved a lot, and now he has reached a realm comparable to her.

"This is the real genius!"

Han Bing thought in his heart.