"Do you think you can defeat me?" The corners of Chu Feng's mouth that hooked up a smile changed again, turning into calm and confident.

"In hell camp, I've beaten more difficult opponents. I've seen all the terrible things!"

Chu Feng muttered, and an incomparably domineering aura erupted from him at the same time.

"Boom!"

A dazzling light rose from his body, and the incomparably bright, domineering starlight instantly overshadowed the red glow of the Earth Flame Spirit.

At this time, in the eyes of people outside the court, the power emanating from Chu Feng's body was very powerful, but it still did not go beyond the scope of the Juyuan Realm, but the strange thing was that the aura exuded from Chu Feng's body was not inferior to the True Martial Realm.

No one could see that in Chu Feng's body, the nine Yuan Veins had been filled with the vast Star Yuan Power, but at this time, there was a tenth Yuan Vein, which grew out of Chu Feng's heart vein. And this vein is thicker and stronger.

"Is it the Ten Veins of Juyuan?, so am I the Ten Heavens of Juyuan?" Chu Feng muttered to himself, a trace of incredible surprise flashing across his face.

"How is that possible?!"

At this time, He Maoxin's eyes when he looked at Chu Feng were obviously a little more flustered. He never imagined that Chu Feng would have such strength.

"So what? I'm still going to let you lose. In the end, He Maoxin's expression had become extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Drink!"

Immediately, he roared angrily, and the whole person turned into a flame and rushed out, his speed was extremely fast, and the whole person brought a burst of blazing wind on the martial arts stage.

He wanted to defeat Chu Feng before he had amassed enough strength. But he underestimated Chu Feng, or miscalculated the time.

At this time, Chu Feng's power had completely exploded, including ...... The power of the Metaverse Star!

"Boom!"

At the moment when He Mao's heart rushed out, an extremely powerful aura on Chu Feng's body rose to the sky again, it was a majestic Yuan Force!

"How is that possible?!"

In an instant, not only He Maoxin, but everyone else present was stunned and shocked.

Because Chu Feng, who had erupted with the power of the Turning Yuan Star, not only restored his Yuan Power to fullness, but even had something worse than before.

It was like a bottle full of water, filled with water again, and then overflowing.

That's right, Chu Feng at this moment is in this state.

The vast and profound star yuan power swirled around him, and there were infinite powerful yuan forces constantly spewing out. At this moment, he is extremely powerful, and even the first and second martial artists of the True Martial Realm must avoid his edge.

"Boom!"

Before He Maoxin came to the ground in front of Chu Feng, Chu Feng's figure had already rushed out, and then punched out.

"Zhenyuan Fist!"

"Buzz~Boom!"

Chu Feng's figure stopped suddenly, and the terrifying force of that punch formed a domineering fluctuation in mid-air, blasting towards He Maoxin.

"Hey!"

He Mao screamed in his heart, wanting to dodge, but regretted it too late to find that Chu Feng's attack speed was too fast, and before he could react, it had already been heavily imprinted on his chest.

"Poof!"

With such a terrible blow to his chest, He Maoxin flew out upside down in response, and the power of the Earth Flame Spirit Body did not allow him to defeat Chu Feng, but instead dispersed on his own on the way to fly upside down.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, and He Maoxin's chest suddenly arched and fell, which was the dark power of the "Zhenyuan Fist".

At this point, He Maoxin was lying on the ground, coughing and struggling, but he never stood up, obviously injured.

Although all this is a long story, in fact, it has only been more than three breaths since the two of them burst out. No one expected that the gap between Chu Feng and He Maoxin would be so big, and even some people thought at the beginning that He Maoxin should have won.

At this moment, Chu Feng stood expressionlessly, although his face was full of sweat, compared to He Maoxin, who was lying like a dead dog in front of him, there was no need to say much about the difference between victory and defeat.

"Hehe, it turns out that you still lost!"

Chu Feng walked up to He Maoxin and said lightly.

Indeed, judging from the current situation, He Maoxin has lost his combat effectiveness and has already lost.

Just when the mentor referee was about to come over to announce Chu Feng's victory, He Maoxin suddenly staggered and stood up.

He half-bent over, staggering closer to Chu Feng, lifting his bloodied face. At this moment, the first person at the prefecture level in the Eastern Courtyard was extremely embarrassed.

"Really, who said that I should have won!"

He Maoxin's voice was extremely hoarse and weak, and with this situation, he looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

"Really?"

Chu Feng looked at him calmly, and a ghostly light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

After staying in the hell training camp for so long, Chu Feng has received countless trainings, among which the worst ones, how to face people like Maoxin, may give up their lives at one time.

It was also these trainings that faced life and death that allowed Chu Feng to gain an intuition that was difficult for ordinary people to experience.

Yes, at this moment he already felt an aura of danger.

So he took immediate action.

Sure enough, He Maoxin, who was standing in front of Chu Feng, suddenly attacked, and there was a faint black light on his right hand, and a cold killing intent swirled around it, heading towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became sharp. He knew that if he was touched by the ghostly light, he would be killed instantly.

But relying on his terrifying fighting instinct, Chu Feng turned around and looked back, raised his arm and punched, and landed his fist on He Maoxin's chest in one go.

"Poof......

He Maoxin immediately fell backwards and lay on the ground, struggling with difficulty.

"Heh, that's good, it's worthy of being the second young master of Lingcheng, and he even has a medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

Then, Chu Feng stood calmly in front of He Maoxin's body, and his hands were constantly playing with the spoils he had snatched from him.

"Give it back!"

His spiritual weapon was snatched, He Mao was very anxious, and he struggled again with great difficulty, wanting to snatch it from Chu Feng. But at this time, where is he Chu Feng's opponent.

Chu Feng looked at him and slowly raised his feet, wanting to give him a moment and make him faint by himself.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, followed by a cold light that flew from mid-air.

Chu Feng was startled, turned around and retreated, and at the same time threw a punch out of thin air.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng's fist strength directly shattered that cold ray, and his body was also standing at the same time.

Then he looked up, and saw the formidable figure, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"He Moxin, what are you going to do?"

Chu Feng took a step forward, looked at the figure in front of him and said.

In front of Chu Feng, this person was wearing a white power suit, his figure was slender and straight, and his face was handsome, but there was always a lingering gloom in his eyes, it was not He Moxin, who else could it be!

"Senior Brother Chu Feng, Mao Xin is impulsive, it is better to return the spirit weapon to him, even if he loses, how about it?" He Moxin looked at Chu Feng and said as if he was negotiating.

"Stop!"

"What for?"

When He Moxin finished saying this, three figures also broke through the air.

It was Mentor Jin, Mentor Dragon, and the Vice Dean.

Chu Feng shook the dagger-like short sword in his hand and looked at He Maoxin again.

Suddenly, Mentor Jin understood what had happened, and his face became gloomy. He said: "Hmph, I used a dagger to sneak attack my classmates, and I also smeared poison! What do you say, He Maoxin!"

That's right, the black light that Chu Feng saw was precisely because the short dagger in He Maoxin's hand was poisoned, so it had such a compelling cold glow, if Chu Feng was in it, I am afraid he would definitely die.

After Tutor Jin finished speaking, the entire martial arts arena was quiet, and it looked extremely weird.