At the end of the break, Zhou Feng used the spirit stone to recover the lost spiritual power, and the opponent in the next game was Han Leng, so he didn't care, just at the beginning of the fourth layer of qi training, one hand could pinch him to death.

"In the second game of the martial arts, Zhou Feng vs. Han Leng!"

As the sound sounded, there was also a commotion around the ring, and many people were discussing whether there was a need to compare this martial arts, after all, the strength of the two people was quite different, and Zhou Feng won steadily.

Zhou Feng had already stepped into the ring at this time, he was arrogant and proud, it seemed that he was the first to be the only one, he looked at Han Leng under the ring with contempt, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing a sneering expression, as if he was provoking Han Leng.

Many people in the ring watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and some people shouted.

"Hey, Han Leng didn't dare to fight, he was not Brother Zhou's opponent at all in the early stage of the fourth layer, and he was a little self-aware. ”

"I have to say that Han Leng is a smart person, and if he knows that he can't fight, he simply won't go on stage and make a fool of himself. ”

From the source of the voice, it can be seen that these people are all from the Tempest Society, and they do this just to cheer for Zhou Feng and raise the prestige of their club.

Han Leng didn't listen to those words at all, he said to Qi Wen, "I'm on the field." ”

Qi Wen nodded and said, "Be careful." ”

After speaking, Han Leng stepped into the ring under the watchful eye of everyone, he looked at the place where he shouted just now and said: "I came up today to prove to you that I don't admit cowardice, I just want to fight, I just want to fight for the first and second!"

"Phew, you deserve it too!" a popular person in the audience scolded directly, and took off his shoes to smash Han Leng.

A black shadow swished in front of Han Leng, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, there was an extra stinky shoe in his hand.

"This brother, remember to wash your feet more, this is too smelly!" After speaking, he threw down his shoes.

The barefoot man hurried to pick up his shoes, and when he found them, he said, "I wash my feet several times a day." Then he sniffed at the cuff of his shoe, and vomited all his morning meal.

"Little brother, do you really want to fight with me?" Zhou Feng asked playfully.

Han Leng said affirmatively: "Of course, you said that you have learned from each other, and you will stop at the point." I can also know my own shortcomings, and then adjust my cultivation methods. ”

Zhou Feng sneered and said, "The fire sea technique I practice is very domineering, if I miss and hurt you, it will not be good." ”

Han Leng said indifferently: "In the ring competition, it is inevitable that you will be injured, just make a move." ”

Hearing Han Leng say this, Zhou Feng also sulked, damn people, they are so ignorant, it seems that they want to teach you a good lesson.

Han Leng was also muttering in his heart, if he wants to fight, he will fight, what is crooked.

"If I accidentally hurt you, don't blame you. Zhou Feng licked his lips and said in a threatening tone.

Han Leng sneered back, and said disdainfully: "Just let the horse come!"

"The fire attribute spells I cultivated originally restrained your metallic spells, plus my cultivation was already higher than yours, so you have no chance of winning this battle. Zhou Feng said arrogantly, and then he saw a fire in his palm, the flames covered the palm, his feet stepped on the stone platform and suddenly exerted force, a gust of wind rose, and the figure disappeared abruptly.

Saying that it was too late, Han Leng's eyes narrowed slightly, the mana in his hand was condensed, and then he pushed forward, and a golden light shield appeared in front of him.

At this time, Zhou Feng's figure suddenly appeared, his eyes were fierce, like a poisonous snake aiming at his prey, and his flaming palm was like a red-hot blade, and he wanted to use these hands to defeat Han Leng.

The flame palm bombarded the golden light shield, the attributes were restrained, Han Leng could clearly feel that his mana was being neutralized, the color of the golden light shield slowly faded, and his brows were furrowed, the mana of the fire attribute was really a metallic nemesis.

"You're too weak!"

Zhou Feng grinned wildly, for an opponent whose cultivation was lower than his own, he could say that he could win without much effort, what golden light shield was, it was more fragile than paper paste!

Breaking the golden light shield with one palm, Han Leng hurriedly retreated, and at the same time dodged sideways, and the palm that was originally towards his chest hit him on the shoulder.

A burning sensation immediately hit Han Leng's head, he glanced down at his shoulder, his clothes were burned, and the burned cloth and meat stuck together, it was scary to look at.

This palm is really ruthless, fortunately it hit the shoulder, otherwise Han Leng would not be able to stand up at once.

"It hurts. Han Leng endured the pain and said teasingly.

"I think you just have a hard mouth, and your shoulders must be uncomfortable!" Zhou Feng laughed.

Taking advantage of Han Leng's injury, Zhou Feng didn't want to miss the opportunity, a flame ignited in his hand again, and he hit Han Leng over, this time Han Leng did not resist hard, but released a little spiritual power on his toes to make himself jump high.

Rising into the air, Han Leng shouted in his mouth: "Golden Light Technique, Sword Formation!"

Before the words fell, I saw pieces of golden fragments appear in front of Han Leng's body, these were all metallic mana, intertwined with eight golden lightsabers in the air.

As soon as this trick came out, the audience exclaimed!

"Golden Light Sword Array! Isn't this a spell of the sixth layer of the Golden Light Technique, shouting that Han Leng will be able to practice this spell at the fourth layer?"

"That's not right...... The real golden light sword array has hundreds of lightsabers, and he only has eight......"

Someone soon discovered the problem, the eight swords are not a sixth-layer spell, but even so, Han Leng's comprehension of spells is beyond the ordinary, after all, this sword array is ranked to the sixth layer in the golden light technique, even if there is a little talent, they all found their way out in the fifth layer of qi training, Han Leng comprehended the sword formation at the beginning of the fourth layer of qi training, which is really amazing.

The onlookers in the audience were so surprised, not to mention Zhou Feng who faced the sword formation on the stage, his heart was simply galloping, the sword formation of the sixth layer of the Golden Light Technique, this thing is a genius, but fortunately, there are only eight lightsabers, if there were really a hundred lightsabers, he would have already admitted defeat.

"Good boy, you have penetrated the Golden Light Sword Formation, but in the face of absolute power, you still can't!" Zhou Feng looked at the lightsaber on his head, and still said unashamedly.

"Then try it! Han Leng said in his mouth, and the eight lightsabers fell in unison in an instant, so fast that only eight golden lights could be seen, and they all flew to Zhou Feng's head in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Feng also felt the oppression brought by the sword formation in an instant, and it seemed that several pairs of big hands were firmly clamping him, making his movements slow down slightly, but he was in the middle of the fourth layer of qi training, and the spiritual power in his body was more abundant, and he could completely resist this wave of sword formation.

"Sea of Fire, Curtain!"

Zhou Feng roared, and a large fire suddenly ignited, forming a barrier on his head, and the golden light all fell on the flames, and it was engulfed in an instant.

"No matter how strong it is, it is gold after all, and it is difficult to escape the fire. Zhou Feng sneered, at this time, Han Leng's body had begun to fall from the sky, his feet suddenly exerted force, making his body soar into the air, and at the same time, the flames in his hands ignited, Han Leng, who had just finished casting the spell, was the weakest at this time.

Soon, Zhou Feng came to the same height as Han Leng, and he vigorously swung his flaming palm and hit Han Leng fiercely.

Zhou Feng was already able to foresee the picture of himself winning the championship, but this beautiful idea was broken by Han Leng, only to see Zhou Feng's burning hand grabbing towards Han Leng, a water curtain suddenly gushed out in front of Han Leng, and his flaming palm suddenly turned into an ordinary slap, and Han Leng fought back and grabbed his wrist with one hand.

"Do you know what I'm better than you? Physical fitness. Han Leng said contemptuously, he has been fishing since he was a child, and he has muscles and infinite strength. On the other hand, Zhou Feng has a delicate body, and he has no power to restrain the chicken after removing his spiritual power.

Han Leng grabbed his wrist and fell to the ground, and then he fell hard, Zhou Feng's whole person was planted in the ring, due to the suddenness of the incident, Zhou Feng didn't even think of using spiritual power to protect himself, and his face was immediately scratched by a few blood marks on the stone.

"This ......!" Zhou Feng got up in embarrassment and touched the wound on his face, the stinging sensation made him believe that he had really been pressed to the ground.

"It just so happens that I have cultivated a water spell, so you are unlucky. Han Leng said with a smile.

The audience exclaimed, Han Leng actually practiced the Water Flow Technique, that spell only had a fragment, and some people had tried to cultivate it before, but then they all went mad.

Han Leng actually practiced the water flow technique, which was really a bit excellent, and Zhou Feng, who cultivated the fire spell, met the nemesis this time, and he was obedient.

"Water spells, I didn't expect you to be able to practice them, but after all, I am in the middle of the fourth layer of qi training......"

Zhou Feng gritted his teeth and said, and then the metallic mana condensed in his hands, and two golden light blades suddenly appeared, flashing with a penetrating light.

The spiritual power in the middle of the fourth layer is much thicker, the golden light blade is condensed like a real weapon, and the power is extraordinary, Zhou Feng rushed over with a humiliated anger, and the golden light blade in his hand whistled between swings, like a python out of a hole.

Han Leng's complexion changed slightly, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, the middle stage of the fourth layer really should not be underestimated, although it was the third level of the golden light technique, but this spell was supported by the middle of the fourth layer of mana, it was very terrifying.

In the face of the attack of the Golden Light Blade, Han Leng was calm, chanting a mantra in his mouth, pinching the trick with his fingers, and not in a hurry.

When the light blade arrived, Han Leng finished casting the spell, and a golden light rose from the ground, like mountains and mountains, blocking the attack of the light blade.

Zhou Feng was furious, and the golden light blade in his palm danced in the wind, and the impact crackled on the golden light shield, and the golden light shield like a mountain also cracked under the continuous knocking of the light blade.

"Hahahaha, you lost!" Zhou Feng laughed loudly and smashed the golden light shield fiercely, he fantasized that the ants behind the golden light shield would admit defeat with a frightened face, and he would win the first place.

But after shattering the golden light shield, what he saw was Han Leng's smiling face, and that smile still looked bright, maybe with a three-point sneer.

"You...... Hit the plan. Han Leng said with a smile, and then he put his hands together in the shape of sword fingers, and said, "Wooden cage technique, binding!"

Suddenly, green mana emerged, and a verdant sapling immediately grew under Zhou Feng's feet, and then the sapling grew wildly and wrapped around Zhou Feng's legs, like an ancient tree in the old forest, which firmly fixed Zhou Feng in the ring.

"What! How many spells has this Han Leng cultivated, even the wood system has been learned, he doesn't know if this will reduce the success rate of his foundation building?"

Or he doesn't plan to build a foundation at all, just want to show his face in the freshman martial arts, at least let everyone envy him, in fact, in the end, it is he who suffers. ”

"He can practice so many attribute spells, from another aspect, he is indeed a genius. ”

Everyone in the audience expressed their opinions, some were optimistic and some were disparaged.