Everyone's puzzled eyes were intertwined with Yang Hao's body, and some didn't quite understand why he accepted this bet so rashly, at least from the perspective of martial arts cultivation on the surface, this was not a fair competition.

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is difficult to chase!" The next second Yang Hao agreed, Oba instantly came back to his senses and said.

Looking at Oba with the appearance of an old god, Granny Wu's brows were tightly locked, although the bet was tempting, that Ao Feng's fourfold peak cultivation was real, and the hole cards in his hand were definitely not small, and although Yang Hao's combat ability was amazing, this kind of risky thing was too risky, and this kind of gambling was not cost-effective.

"No!" Granny Wu replied with a pale face.

"The juniors have agreed, isn't your Granny Wu even a little doll?" Oba looked contemptuous, obviously a kind of agitation method that was not clever.

"I'm sure!" said quite firmly to Granny Wu, who was worried on the side.

There seemed to be an incomparably powerful battle intent burst out in the delicate young face, which caused Granny Wu's heart to be shocked, and a touch of pride came to her heart, and the old eyes suddenly burst into essence, and she patted Yang Hao's shoulder with some emotion, turned her head to look at Oba and said sharply.

"Okay! Since you want to gamble, I have no reason to let you go! ”

Everyone was stunned when they met, after all, this time the medicine collection competition developed to such a realm can be described as ups and downs, under the signal of Sikong picking stars, everyone stood in a circle towards the edge of the stone platform, leaving a large empty position in the center as the venue for the competition.

"Feng'er, remember that there is no room for error this time!" Oba admonished him casually, as if he had a chance to win.

The reason why he is so indifferent is because in his heart, Ao Feng has a hole card in his hand that he will never lose.

"Yes, father, I'll teach this little bastard a good lesson. Glancing at Yang Hao's position, Ao Fei had a sinister smile on his handsome face, and walked to the center of the empty stone platform in a cold tone.

"Be careful!" the slightly pale red makeup whispered as Yang Hao walked past him.

Nodding towards the worried red makeup, he walked quickly to the center of the center with Ao Feng's cold gaze.

"Boy, I'm going to fight you so hard you can't stand up this time. Ao Feng said with a gloomy face.

Hearing this, Yang Hao smiled slightly, the threatening words were completely useless to himself.

On the scene, the two were not far apart, and everyone could clearly hear a silver needle falling on the ground with extremely bated breath, but they wanted to see if it was the Ao Feng who destroyed the withering and decayed to end the battle, or Yang Hao who defeated the strong Jedi with a weak victory.

After Sikong Xingxing swept the bodies of the two of them expressionlessly, he stretched out his palm from the wide long sleeves and paused for a moment, then slammed down.

"The competition begins!"

A gust of wind roared, and Na Ao Feng took the lead, stomping on the ground with the soles of his feet and rushing away, a thick armor-like wind attribute aura surging above his body, and two goshawk phantoms appeared on his palms.

Almost an instant, a burst of afterimages passed, and Ao Feng split his eagle claws and rushed towards Yang Hao's head.

Yang Hao's expression froze, the power of this all-out attack was really not to be underestimated, and a burst of azure lightning flashed on the surface of his body, and it accelerated suddenly like a bolt of lightning.

did not retreat, but advanced, and the two fists covered with thunderous arcs directly met it.

In mid-air, the thunder and lightning fist collided with the wind eagle claw, and the air waves continued to roll, and under the stalemate, a large number of sparks shot up in all directions.

"Lie down for me!" Ao Feng Feng Ying's phantom condensed again, and there was an explosion between the light, and Yang Hao's body was forced to retreat a few meters backwards.

Ao Feng sneered, and attacked again with strong energy.

After another punch, the cunning Ao Feng's upper body squatted down violently, the eagle's claws glowed with a sword-like cold light, and he found a tricky position and slid diagonally towards Yang Hao's chest.

Sensing the extremely sharp energy, Yang Hao did not panic, a thunder flower exploded at his ankle, and with the sudden increase in speed, his body passed to the side strangely at the same moment when the sharp claws attacked, and he was quite embarrassed to dodge this blow.

"Bang!" the claws of the pan goshawk phantom slashed across the phantom that Yang Hao had left behind.

"Look at how long you hide!" With a loud shout, the aura on Ao Feng's body burst out again, fists, feet, elbows, knees, claws, attacks from various angles, and various ways smashed over like raindrops, and for a while, the dark green attack traces that were enough to tear the air completely shrouded Yang Hao's body.

"Hey!" The crowd sighed continuously, and was pressed and beaten at the beginning, according to the usual word, the total amount of aura of this Ao Feng is far more than Yang Hao, so unless he finds a good opportunity to make a good chance to turn the tide, then Yang Hao's victory rate is already less than thirty percent.

"Oh no! Mother-in-law! Yang Hao seems to have completely fallen into fright!" said with red makeup clenching his hands and a little uneasy.

"When the time comes, if Yang Hao is defeated, my mother-in-law and I will definitely take action. Looking at this not optimistic situation, Granny Wu said a little heavily.

Compared to the restlessness here, a smile swelled on Sikong Xingxing's face, because he suddenly found that Yang Hao, this kid, seemed to be deliberately wasting Ao Feng's aura, and every punch seemed to be a hit, but in the end, it actually hit the air.

"This ghost shrewd boy," Nan Nan said, who was a little admired.

"Boy, you're playing with me!" another punch hit the air, and Ao Feng's expression changed suddenly, and his expression suddenly turned blue.

"Hey, hey, you idiot!" Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

As everyone knows, Yang Hao's strange expression is the most annoying.

Ao Feng immediately burst into anger, stomped on the ground with one palm, his body quickly rose up, and stretched out his palm in mid-air, a dark green wind attribute aura burst out, and the fist-sized goshawk quickly began to grow more than ten times.

"Die, little bastard!" With terrifying goshawk energy, it jumped from mid-air at an extreme speed that could not be avoided, and directly took Yang Hao.

The fan attack range of this move is extremely wide, and there is no point to dodge except for hard connection.

Taking a deep breath, his body squatted slightly, his right fist clenched in his body, and the thunder attribute aura in the Lei Dan in his body flowed out continuously, and the electric light flashed, and a touch of thunder electric swirled on Yang Hao's arm, and the electric light continued to flicker and burst out with palpitating terrifying energy.

Many people shook their heads, although Yang Hao's thunder and lightning martial arts were not weak, they were not very optimistic about choosing this way of fighting.

The two fists collided, and the huge force brought a tooth-aching fierce sound, and the goshawk continued to bite the power of thunder and lightning, and a moment later, a fireworks-like explosion lit up in everyone's eyes.

"Boom!" sounded, and unsurprisingly, a huge wave of qi swept away Yang Hao's body.

"Hahaha! you've lost," Ao Feng stood still and didn't move, and said with an extremely arrogant smile.

Just when everyone thought that Ao Feng had won, Yang Hao stood up with a relaxed face, patted the dust on his body, and snapped his fingers lightly as if he was fine.

"Boom!"

At the sound of an order, the silver light flashed, and three explosions sounded from Ao Feng's body one after another.

"Bang bang!" The huge explosion power directly smashed Ao Feng to the ground.

After refining the huge aura provided by the black star, Yang Hao not only raised his cultivation to a higher level, but also brought a trace of the continuous and strong characteristics of the wood attribute aura in his body, which allowed Yang Hao to transmit the thunder light cyclone into the body of others, and when he was not paying attention, he suddenly detonated it to achieve an unexpected effect.

"It's finally a victory!" Granny Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ao Feng who fell to the ground, and turned her head to glance at Ao Ba's face with a hint of panic and even a strange smile.

"This old bastard can't be so calm if he wants to lose the position of director, unless..."

"Win!" Yang Hao rubbed some sore fists, and Nan Nan, who was a little relaxed, said.

"Hey, hey, boy, you're too happy, that guy still has hole cards useless. Listening to Boss Bai's voice, he was stunned at first, and then a voice full of anger sounded in Yang Hao's ears.

"It turns out that you, you are now a mortal triple cultivator. Ao Feng tore open the robe that was already in pieces, and there were clearly three egg-sized wounds on his body, and bright red blood continued to flow.

"You can level up, but so can I!" Hands and ten, a majestic actually burst out suddenly, and a thick aura slowly healed the wound.

At this time, a great change was taking place in Ao Feng's body, and the huge aura was constantly breaking upward, which was originally the cultivation of the peak of the fourfold realm, and after a while, a sound like a broken cloth sounded.

"Boy, let you see the gap between us!" Ao Feng's footsteps flashed, and his fist struck Yang Hao's position with a sonic boom.