I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

In the eyes of the audience.

Zhou Sheng is doing a bathhouse one-stop service.

Chen Feng is a technician.

But that fist was like an air hammer, punching down at an extremely fast frequency.

The sound of "Tong, Tong, Tong" seemed to smash him into a piece of iron before it stopped...

I don’t know how many times I hit it.

I don’t know how long it took.

He didn't stop until his hands felt numb and Zhou Sheng had no breath at all.

Chen Feng raised his toes and turned Zhou Sheng over.

Zhou Sheng at this time.

His whole body was intact, but he was bleeding from all his orifices.

Even his eyes were shaken out of their sockets, how miserable they were.

He stretched out his fingers and tested it under his nose.

It was found that he was indeed dead.

Chen Feng clasped his fists: "Deacon, please check."

Wang Zaiqian walked up, tested it out and announced, "Chen Fengsheng."

The audience silently cursed.

"It's exactly what I thought. Those who focus on defense need to use bludgeoning force. This is the key point and must be circled."

"Chen Feng responded very quickly."

"Zhou Sheng, this idiot, boasted loudly, and now he was shocked to death."

"Otherwise, if you don't have the strength, don't show off."

"He thinks that after transforming into a cyborg, he will be invincible. If that's the case, let's forget about transforming together and learn Lingwu. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?"

"Is the next show about to start?"

"Maybe, maybe Chen Feng will run away."

"..."

In front of everyone, Chen Feng rubbed his sore fist and threw Zhou Sheng's body into the storage ring, because it was an excellent material for forging weapons and armor.

Walking up to Wang Zaiqian, he put away his bet, turned around and shouted softly: "Who's coming!"

"I come!"

The person who came up this time was the beastman.

If Zhou Sheng is an iron can with the strongest defense, then this man is synonymous with strength.

"Say your name!" Chen Feng shouted softly.

"Xiong Shan, the third grader of Qingluan College!"

Xiong Shan sneered: "If you can kill Zhou Sheng, you have two brushes, but these are not enough. I can kill a guy like him."

"Really?" Chen Feng said sarcastically: "Then you and he are both in the third grade. Why is he the leader of the third grade and you are not?"

"you……"

As the saying goes, scolding people does not reveal their shortcomings.

Chen Feng, who is possessed by Brother Dog, seems to have no awareness of this.

really.

Xiong Shan's face turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he shouted in anger: "Suffer death!~"

Halfway through, the man's left hand has turned into a huge animal claw.

The beast's claws were so big that they buckled down like a millstone.

Chen Feng took half a step back, narrowly avoiding it, and then stepped on him with a pair of big feet.

"Damn bastard, how dare you step on my hand...ho ho..."

Xiong Shan hasn’t finished speaking yet.

The sword flashed a cold light between his throat.

next second.

Blood spurted out from his throat and he fell to the ground...

The audience, who had just wanted to comment on how awesome Xiong Shan was, suddenly saw this scene, and their words in their throats turned into admiration for Chen Feng.

"Did you make a mistake and end it with one knife?"

“You’re just bragging so hard that you’re going to kill someone?”

"Isn't Xiong Shan's beast transformation quite strong? It's already in the top ten."

"It is indeed strong, but it depends on the opponent."

"I have to say, Chen Feng is stronger."

"What nonsense? Isn't this true? He was already invincible at the same level when he was at the fourth level of Qianjun. Now he is at the ninth level of Qianjun. What do you think he has achieved?"

"Will he win Zongheng?"

"Zonghengjing...you, stop joking, how is this possible..."

"Not to mention that he can win Zonghengjing, he can fight with Zonghengjing in a few moves without losing. I will eat my fucking chair."

"..."

The deans at the referee's table nodded continuously.

But when he noticed Zeng Yang's sullen face, the discussion disappeared instantly.

After killing two powerful enemies in one go, Chen Feng was still in good condition.

He shouted softly: "Who is coming?"

"I'm coming!~"

boom! ~

Before anyone arrived, a bright silver gun arrived on the ring first.

Seeing the bright silver gun, the audience became noisy.

"Isn't this Qiu Nan from Miracle Martial Arts Academy? He just won the title of leader in liberal arts."

"Can liberal arts also compete in the ring?"

"Nonsense, who told you that liberal arts subjects can't play with weapons."

"Don't forget about Yang Fan from Miracle Academy. He is the leader of the fourth grade. I guess Qiu Nan knew that he was no match for him, so he changed it to liberal arts."

"So that's it."

"..."

Qiu Nan, who had fox eyes, looked at Chen Feng with his narrow eyes.

"I heard that you have been studying 'Yi' recently?"

"Who did you listen to?" Chen Feng asked.

"Ha." Qiu Nan snorted coldly: "I'm here to tell you something. There is more than one strong man in Miracle Academy, Yang Fan."

Yang Fan in the audience shrugged, with a look of despair.

Chen Feng smiled.

"So, you are very strong."

"You'll know right away, watch the moves~"

Qiu Nan rushed forward with his spear.

Chen Feng used his knife to block and then disarmed him.

The opponent's spear skills are very strong.

Immediately, he swept it into a slash and struck at the top of Chen Feng's head.

Even though Chen Feng's sword was already in front of him, he still didn't change his body shape.

Chen Feng frowned and immediately changed his body shape.

boom! ~

The big gun hit the ground and made a sharp sound.

Qiu Nan closed his gun and swept Chen Feng's lower plate.

Chen Feng jumped up to avoid it.

But when he soared into the air, the opponent's big gun followed closely.

Chen Feng had no choice but to press down with his sword.

However, the power of this gun was truly extraordinary and the power it contained was quite powerful. It immediately lifted Chen Feng to a higher place.

Don't wait for him to land.

The opponent's body rotates in a circle to take advantage of the force, changing from lateral force to downward chopping force.

boom! ~

Chen Feng was immediately pulled back from the sky to the ground. After landing, he took several steps back.

In the midst of a life and death battle, Qiu Nan would not give Chen Feng a chance to breathe.

Chase past a violent storm.

Even though the opponent's moves were very ordinary, they forced Chen Feng to panic.

In the shadow of the gun, Chen Feng could still find time to counterattack.

But Qiu Nan had no intention of avoiding it.

You come over with a sword, and I'll come over with a big gun.

You want to chop me with a knife, but before that, I will give you a transparent hole.

In short, just keep moving forward.

Taking advantage at every step.

After doing this several times, Chen Feng was forced to retreat again and again by his fierce fighting style, and he rarely even counterattacked...

On the referee's bench.

Someone spoke.

"Dean Cao, you Qiu Nan is not bad. He is good at spear skills and will. He will move forward without hesitation. When the enemy retreats, I will advance. I will not give him any chance to breathe. If he continues to develop, there may be something like this after many years." A master of marksmanship.”

"It's just a small fight. Let's wait until he understands the 'power'." Cao Jian'an said this, but his face showed a look of pride.

"Dean Cao is too humble."

"Where, where."

"..."

When Chen Feng was forced into a corner, he had nowhere to escape.

suddenly.

He gave up his defense...