The true biography of the Shenwu Sect is almost one of the most important things in the Shenwu Sect, as early as the beginning, a group of outer disciples and inner disciples were paying attention to this grand event.

When they learned that Wang Feng defeated Wang Chuanyi and entered the finals, almost everyone was stunned, and everyone was shocked and speechless.

Especially the several inner geniuses who competed with Wang Feng and him in the inner gate competition, such as Leng Feng, Li Ruohai and others, were all shocked.

No one would have thought that Wang Feng's progress would be so fast, how long has it been?

A year?

Wang Feng had already reached this point, the next step, did he want to become the strongest true disciple?

If Wang Feng really won the final, then this is definitely a legend of Shenwumen, which will be recorded in the history of Shenwumen and admired by future generations.

Therefore, more and more Shenwu Sect disciples began to look forward to the three-day finals.

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At this time, Wang Feng, who had already returned to the underground courtyard, once again began to cultivate the Ancient Demon Body. The terrible screams kept coming out of his room, making the beautiful disciples around him feel a chill.

What kind of martial art is this?

How do you need such a painful cultivation?

Han Bing was also very curious, so he came to Wang Feng the next day and tried to compete with Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was also very interested in this, because although Lin Aotian won yesterday, he was also very wolf, and obviously Han Bing's strength was not much worse than him.

"Senior Brother Wang, Lin Aotian's cultivation is higher than yours, and his spiritual power is also stronger than yours, if I guessed correctly, when the finals come, he will definitely use his magical powers as soon as possible, consume your spiritual power, and then use his remaining strength to defeat you. Han Bingyan said.

Wang Feng nodded, it takes a lot of spiritual power to cast his magical powers, even if he has already stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the physical body, once he casts the 'Ice and Snow Land' once, his spiritual power will be exhausted by ninety percent.

Han Bing's meaning was very clear to him, Lin Aotian would force himself to consume spiritual power at that time, and his own spiritual power was very much left, although it was not enough to use his magical powers again, but he could defeat himself with this.

Han Bing before lost to Lin Aotian like this.

"Although my World Tree can help me recover my spiritual power, it will take time, and I'm afraid Lin Aotian won't give me this time at that time. ”

Wang Feng thought secretly.

The World Tree can restore spiritual power, but it will take a while.

And the battle between two people, sometimes a few seconds, no matter how much, it will only be a few minutes to tell the winner.

Therefore, when the time comes, Wang Feng can only rely on his physical strength.

"No wonder Elder Shu would say that as long as my physical strength reaches the eighth layer of the physical body realm, it is enough to defeat Lin Aotian. When Wang Feng thought of this, he suddenly realized.

At this moment, a huge coercion rushed from Han Bing on the opposite side.

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful, I'll imitate Lin Aotian's fighting skills to deal with you now. Han Bingjiao shouted, pinched the seal with both hands, and raised it high, and a cold ice giant sword suddenly condensed out, carrying a cold breath, and slashed towards Wang Feng.

"What a powerful supernatural power!" Wang Feng's eyes froze, no wonder Han Bing made Lin Aotian so wolfy, this supernatural power is indeed very powerful.

Moreover, Elder Shu also said that Han Bing had already opened up the three strange veins, and his cultivation was not weak.

After thinking about it, Wang Feng hurriedly performed the Proud Han Six Styles and shouted: "Ice and snow!"

Suddenly, countless snowflakes floated out, and then turned into countless blazing swords, colliding with the ice giant sword that had been chopped down, and a piercing explosion erupted.

After this blow, Wang Feng and Han Bing were shocked back more than a hundred steps at the same time, and both of them were breathing very rapidly, obviously consuming too much spiritual power.

"Senior Brother Wang, how much spiritual power do you have left?" asked Han Bing.

"There is still one percent left!" Wang Feng said honestly.

Han Bing nodded when he heard this: "That's right, I still have twenty and a half percent of spiritual power left, and Lin Aotian still has at least forty percent of spiritual power left, at this time, he will use more spiritual power than you to defeat you." ”

With that, Han Bing jumped high and slashed towards Wang Feng with a sword, the sword light flashed with a cold glow, and a fierce sword qi rushed straight towards Wang Feng.

"Not good...... Ancient Demon Body!"

Wang Feng's face changed, and then he yelled.

At this time, he didn't have much spiritual power left, and he couldn't launch the Ao Han Six Styles to face the battle, so he could only rely on his physical strength.

"Boom!"

Although Wang Feng blocked Han Bing's sword, that powerful force blasted him out fiercely.

If this had been put in the ring, I'm afraid he would have already fallen out of the ring.

This made Wang Feng's heart sink: "I can't even defeat Senior Sister Han Bing, let alone defeat Lin Aotian." ”

Thinking about it, Wang Feng waved his fists, relying on his physical strength, and attacked Han Bing with all his might.

"Senior Brother Wang, I didn't expect your physical strength to be so strong, if I hadn't opened up a few more strange veins than you, then I wouldn't be your opponent. ”

Feeling the powerful power contained in Wang Feng's fists, Han Bing said with some shock.

"But it's not enough to deal with the powerhouse of the eighth layer of the flesh!" Wang Feng said with a gloomy face, although relying on the strength of the flesh, he could barely make a draw with Han Bing.

But if it was in the ring, he would have been bombarded down by Han Bing a long time ago.

Not to mention dealing with Lin Aotian, who is stronger than Han Bing.

This is mainly a powerhouse of the eighth layer of the flesh, and the power of the martial arts he casts is too strong, unless Wang Feng's physical strength also reaches the realm of the eighth layer of the flesh, then he can resist it.

It's just that Wang Feng is stuck at this step now, who knows when he will be able to break through.

After thinking about it, Wang Feng said: "Senior sister, do you know how to punch and palm? If you can, I hope you can attack me with fists and palms, maybe I can use this to improve my physical body to another level." ”

"Hmm, your physical body can still be improved, aren't you born with divine power?" Han Bing was shocked when he heard this, he still thought that Wang Feng was born with divine power.

"Senior sister, this is difficult to explain for the time being, you just need to attack me with all your strength. Wang Feng smiled bitterly.

"Well, be careful yourself. Han Bing also knew that everyone had their own secrets, so he didn't ask at the moment, but used a palm technique to slash at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng did not use his spiritual power at all, but relied on his physical strength to use the Tiger Fist to resist with all his might.

"Boom, boom!"

The powerhouse of the eighth layer of the flesh body is too powerful to use the martial arts, even if he doesn't use a sword, Wang Feng can't resist it at all, and he was beaten back again and again by Han Bing, and his fists were a little red.

"Boy, if you cultivate the Ancient Demon Body again at this time, then you will get twice the result with half the effort!" Elder Shu's voice suddenly sounded in Wang Feng's heart.

"What! Let me cultivate the Ancient Demon Body at this time!" Wang Feng couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, cultivating the Ancient Demon Body was already very terrifying, and he had to cultivate during the battle, this was simply looking for death.

However, Wang Feng thought about it carefully, cultivating the primeval demon body was to use spiritual power to stimulate the physical body, from the inside out. Now Han Bing is attacking him with his palm technique, from the outside to the inside, so that under the superposition of two by two, maybe he can really make him break through.

After thinking about it, Wang Feng gritted his teeth, and finally chose to cultivate the Ancient Demon Body.

"Ah......h

"What a powerful force!" Han Bing continued to attack Wang Feng, her heart was full of shock, she felt that Wang Feng's strength was becoming more and more terrifying, this is only by relying on the physical body, if she uses spiritual power, I am afraid she is not an opponent at all.

In this way, Wang Feng would fight fiercely with Han Bing every day during the past three days to hone his body.

Although this did not allow Wang Feng to break through, he felt that his physical body was stronger than before, and he was closer to the critical point of breakthrough.

"When ......"

Three days later, the deafening bell once again spread throughout the entire Shenwu Peak.

Wang Feng and a group of beauties in the underground courtyard immediately walked towards the square, and the true disciples they met along the way all respectfully called Wang Feng Senior Brother.

This is the world where the strong are respected.

"However, I still have to get stronger!" Wang Feng secretly clenched his fists, and his eyes flickered, looking towards the group of people not far away.

It was a group of True Disciples of the Heavenly Academy, and the one headed by it was none other than Lin Aotian, who was also looking here at this time, and happened to meet Wang Feng's line of sight.

The eyes of the two people suddenly burst into a burst of sparks.

The air around him seemed to be frozen, filled with a tense sense of oppression.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

After a long time, Lin Aotian withdrew his gaze and nodded with a smile.

"Senior Brother Lin!" Wang Feng also nodded.

The two of them walked towards the square together.

Surprisingly, Wang Feng didn't see Wang Chuanyi today, even Zhang Weihu and Bai Yunfei didn't come, only a small number of true disciples of the Human Academy came.

Obviously, Wang Chuanyi felt that it was too embarrassing to lose to Wang Feng, and he was afraid that Wang Feng would laugh at him, so he didn't come.

But how did he know that in Wang Feng's eyes, Wang Chuanyi had become a thing of the past, and he didn't take Wang Chuanyi in his heart again and again.

As long as it was an opponent who had been defeated by Wang Feng, there was no one who could catch up with Wang Feng at all, so Wang Feng never paid attention to those who were defeated by him.

This was the case with Bai Yunfei in the past, and the same is true with Wang Chuanyi now.

At this time, in Wang Feng's eyes, there was only one opponent.

That is Lin Aotian, the strongest true disciple of the Shenwu Sect, and a well-known young generation powerhouse in the Han Kingdom.

"The finals begin!" exclaimed the Great Elder.

Everyone waited and watched, and all of them turned their eyes to Wang Feng and Lin Aotian.

What surprised Wang Feng was that there was no ring in the final this time, but he and Lin Aotian competed in an open space in the center of the square.

In this way, Wang Feng does not have to be afraid of being knocked out of the ring by Lin Aotian and failing.

"It seems that God is on my side, this time I must not lose, I want to win the first place in the True Inheritance Competition, and get the reward of those 1,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Wang Feng clenched his fists and looked at Lin Aotian who was walking slowly opposite, his eyes were full of powerful battle intent.