Including his magic spinning top in the nether realm, slaughtering tens of millions, isn't it also the fear that others will surpass themselves and trample themselves under their feet one day?

Sure enough, he was just a weakling.

Only that person is the real strong, a strong man he has never seen in hundreds of years.

Yang Feng's back was already getting farther and farther away, but the eyes of the Demon Gyroscope were getting hotter and hotter.

I didn't know that at this moment, the magic top's admiration for himself was already surging, endless, and irrepressible Yang Feng, after going to the toilet, returned to the ring player area, but just approached, he heard an exclamation suddenly sounded, and then it was all silent.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on?"

Yang Feng rushed in like a curious baby and asked the people around him, but he saw that everyone here was looking at the stage dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

Yang Feng didn't know why, and looked at their gaze, only to see that the two people in the ring had already divided the winner.

A bearded man collapsed weakly on the stage, rolling his eyes, and had passed out.

Opposite him, a young man in a gray cloak, his face was calm, he didn't look at the defeated general again, turned around and left leisurely, but when he saw Yang Feng's eyes, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled slightly, and nodded to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't know him, and he didn't understand what his smile meant, so he just nodded politely, revealing a kind smile.

It's just that this move surprised everyone present.

That Qin Shanhai actually smiled at others? He has never laughed since he came to this arena. Don't laugh, even if you look at others before, this time you will ......

The nobles in the stands couldn't help but all know the rate, Wu Fatian sat in the highest place, his eyes trembled, and after muttering for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh: "Qin Shanhai, three months ago, he flew to the spirit realm, and as soon as he came, he knocked down all the monsters of my Wujiabao Soldiers and Horses, the three vanguards. It's a more terrifying existence than the magic spinning top of the year. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, did he really only have the cultivation of the middle stage of the first order of the samurai? But his opponent, a master of the early stage of the second order, couldn't even pass his move, this ......"

"Yes, he's such a monster, and the Magic Gyro is worlds apart from him. ”

His eyelids jumped, and at this time, Sima Changfeng on the side took a long breath and said solemnly: "At that time, the commander of the Soldiers and Horses Division cherished his talent, recruited him, and suggested that he practice for a year, and then come to participate in the Tiancang Ring Competition, and obtain the third-class civilian qualification." But he immediately participated, and in less than three months, he had broken through from the early stage of the first order to the middle stage of the first order without any exercises and spirit stones. The potential is incredible. I really don't know how terrifying his cultivation speed is and how terrifying his strength is after his cultivation conditions are perfected...... Ugh!"

Suddenly, Sima Changfeng was talking when he suddenly felt a chill around him. When he turned his head to look, he saw that at this time, Wu Fatian's entire face had completely turned cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

However, it only took a moment, and the terrifying killing aura quickly converged again, and it was as calm as ever.

Sima Changfeng's heart sank, and he was silent.

Wu Fatian thought for a while, and then smiled: "By the way, Changfeng, you just said, is the person you fancy back?

"Oh, he's back, right there!"

Leaning over slightly, Sima Changfeng respectfully pointed at Wu Fatian and said with a smile: "As for how he compares to Qin Shanhai, tsk, how can I say it? Qin Shanhai is already an insurmountable height, hehehe." ”

Yes!

Wu Fatian followed the direction pointed by Sima Changfeng, and happened to meet Yang Feng's silly smiling face, and couldn't help but nod happily: "This kid looks like a good person, but it makes the lord of this castle very comfortable, if it's about the same, you can use it." But did he know that Qin Shanhai? Qin Shanhai didn't care about so many people present, but he was kind to him. ”

"This is probably knowing heroes and valuing heroes. ”

"Know the heroes and the heroes?"

Raising his eyebrows, Wu Fatian couldn't help but smile: "This kid can be valued by the monster Qin Shanhai among so many people, which shows that he still has some ability, which makes the lord of this castle more interested in him, hahaha...... By the way, what's his name?"

"Yang Feng!"

Yang Feng ...... Well, the lord of Ben Fort remembered. The corners of his mouth flickered, and Wu Fatian's eyes flashed with glitter.

Immediately afterwards, the ring continued, and Yang Feng played three more rounds, all of which passed smoothly. Basically, as soon as the Dragon King fist came out, the opponent all fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Just like what God said at the beginning, most of the people who come to participate in the competition are fourth-class untouchables, either who have just risen or are descendants of untouchables. Not only are they scarce in cultivation resources, but they also don't have any decent exercises.

Therefore, their cultivation is not high, and they don't have any martial arts, Yang Feng can already crush most of the players present with one move of Dragon King Fist.

However, in the fourth round, when the top 16 were played-in, a different opponent finally appeared opposite Yang Feng.

"Dragon King Fist, it's just a first-grade high-level martial art, how can it be compared with Lao Tzu's second-grade beginner-level martial art, a thousand feather palms?

A man with an evil glint in his eyes, his whole body was full of momentum, and his face was full of confident smiles.

That Zhao Sanyuan even pulled the gong in his throat, and preached to him for a while: "The second-grade beginner martial arts, a thousand feather palms, is the captain of the Soldiers and Horses, and Lord Liao Lifan's famous stunt." This Liao Xiaowei player is the son of Lord Liao Lifan, and he really has a deep family background. It's just that as a third-class civilian, why would he take the risk of participating in this canopy competition and competing with the fourth-class untouchables?"

"I came this time to kill Yang Feng, a pariah, in the ring, and to vent my anger for Miss Wanjia. That Liao Xiaowei was blunt and sneered.

Zhao Sanyuan nodded and understood: "May I ask what is your relationship with Miss Wanjia, and you want to stand up for her?"

"Because my father and I have always admired the predecessors of the Wan family, this time a mere fourth-class pariah, actually dared to openly insult the prestige of the Wan family. Even if the Wan family doesn't care, my father and I can't bear this breath, hum. ”

A rough breath erupted from his nostrils, and Liao Xiaowei was righteous.

Zhao Sanyuan applauded with emotion on his face, and the nobles and lords in the audience also nodded happily, this kind of dog minion, give me a dozen, hahaha.

But those third-class civilians outside the field pouted one by one, their faces full of disdain.

Cut, the family licks the dog.

Anyone can see that Liao Xiaowei said this kind of thing in a grand manner, obviously to show favor to the Wanjia family, and wanted to join the Wanjia camp and find a backer.

Yang Feng has been immersed in officialdom in the Nether Realm for many years, so he didn't know the thoughts of such a shameless person, and he didn't care, and said with a smile: "If you want to take my head to serve you, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

"Yang Feng, don't be complacent!"

Laughing and pursing his lips, Liao Xiaowei pointed out angrily: "I see that the few rounds of battles you have come along the way have barely passed the test by relying on the Dragon King Fist, a martial art that surpasses ordinary people." As for the first round, you can defeat a murderer like the Devil's Top, but it's just luck. But now, your luck has come to an end. Master, my samurai is at the peak of the first order, and his martial arts are still top-notch, and he is stronger than you in all aspects, and you have no chance of winning anyway, hahaha. ”

Liao Xiaowei was laughing wildly, but Yang Feng shook his head noncommittally: "Young man, the outcome of the battle is determined by many aspects, and it is not that you will definitely be able to win if you are strong in hardware." ”