Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 350: Fake it into reality
Hey!
Xue Heng rushed forward suddenly, and the silver crescent spear pulled out a line of fire on the platform, with an aura like a tiger.
"Fail!"
With a deep drink, Xue Heng stepped onto the platform suddenly.
Boom!
Xue Heng's footsteps were like a giant elephant trampled on, and the ground suddenly cracked, and the silver crescent spear in his hand slashed in the air. The cold tip of the spear drew a semicircular arc and pointed directly at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng shook his head. This Xue Hengxiu base was indeed much higher than Xue Ren's, but it was only the peak cultivation base of the Eightfold Realm Realm, not his opponent at all.
Luo Feng stretched out his hand at random and blasted out a punch.
Boom!
The fierce qi screamed out, and the seemingly simple boxing qi made the surrounding air tremble!
Xue Heng's attack was eclipsed in front of this boxing gun, and the entire platform seemed to have only this boxing shadow left.
Boom!
The fist slammed on the tip of the gun, and the two forces squeezed fiercely. Amid the loud noise, it exploded and shook the surrounding water.
Om!
Xue Heng's face flushed red, like a coal, the three-fingered meniscus spear in his hand, unable to withstand the huge force of crushing, suddenly bends.
"Damn it!"
Xue Heng's face changed drastically, and within a few millimetres, he tried his best to resist.
Zheng!
The meniscus silver gun bends to its limit and suddenly shoots straight.
Boom!
"Ah!"
The tail of the gun hit Xue Heng, and he screamed, and the whole body was struck by lightning, and the qi of the body was instantly shattered, and he was hit into the sky and fell into the water pool outside the platform in a parabola.
Climbing to the shore embarrassedly, Xue Heng looked at Luo Feng, his eyes sluggish, as if he had not recovered from the fiasco.
He couldn't believe that he was like Xue Ren, unable to stop Luo Feng with a punch!
"Another punch win!"
"Xue Heng is the peak cultivation base of the Eightfold Realm, how could he lose so badly?"
An exclamation sounded in the square, and many people were a little surprised.
Xue Heng's defeat was unexpected, not to mention that he was defeated by a punch, and there was no resistance.
When he defeated Xue Heng with a punch, Luo Feng looked calm. With his current strength, it would be strange if he couldn't even solve a role like Xue Heng with one punch.
"Who else?"
Luo Feng stood proudly, looking around the square.
The crowd inhales slightly, looking at Luo Feng on the stage, secretly suffocated by the intense fighting spirit in those eyes.
Many people thought that what Luo Feng was trying to challenge everyone just now was a joke, but the current situation does not seem to be the case.
The person in front of me really intends to defeat the young talents here one by one!
On the other side, Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng standing on the martial arts stage, with a strange look in her shocked eyes.
"He actually intended to do this..."
Yang Dingtian smiled on his face next to him: "Being able to defeat Xue Heng with one punch, Luo Feng's cultivation is at least half a step in the Heavenly Court Realm! At his age, this achievement is already very rare. Wan'er, Your future husband-in-law, but a rare genius!"
Yang Wan'er curled her ruddy little mouth, looking at Luo Feng with beautiful eyes, her eyes blurred. Luo Feng's strength also surprised her.
"Boy, I will fight you!"
With a roar, a figure rose and fell several times, and a square-faced teenager stood opposite Luo Feng.
"It's Zhao Ping from the Celestial Spirit Academy! He is the peak cultivation base of the Eightfold Underworld Realm, and he can be promoted to the Nineth Heaven Realm within half a step! And he cultivates all of the Xuan-level martial arts, and his strength lies in the Tianming Leader. Among several colleges, you can rank in the top ten!"
Someone recognized the square-faced boy on stage and exclaimed.
Those young talents showed excitement and looked at Zhao Ping expectantly.
"Boy, I heard that you are the No. 1 Newman in Liuyunling?"
Zhao Ping stood on the spot, standing with his hands held down, looking at Luo Feng proudly.
Luo Feng nodded: "Not bad."
Zhao Ping licked his lips, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and smiled:
"I am Zhao Ping of the Tianming Lingfeng Academy. I have long wanted to come and see the students of the four Liuyunling Academy. What are the strengths of the students? Today is just the winner!"
Luo Feng shook his head, his expression calm, and said lightly: "You are not my opponent."
Zhao Pianping became stiff, and the corners of his eyes twitched twice. He said coldly, "Your Liuyunling students are not very strong, but the skill at your mouth is first-rate! They just won two inconspicuous characters. Just dare to speak out!"
Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and he looked up at Zhao Ping, "How strong is my strength, don't you know if you try?"
Zhao Ping's icy eyes stared at Luo Feng, his face was a bit dignified, Luo Feng's calm and calmness made him feel a little uneasy.
"Okay! Then I will take a look at you, the first new leader, how is it!"
Zhao Ping took a deep breath and urged his whole body's vitality to the limit. The clothes on his body were hunting, and the air around him was constantly twisting as if it was about to boil.
"Flame Fist!"
The anxiety in my heart made Zhao Ping dare not take it carelessly and directly displayed his strongest attack.
This flame fist is a low-grade martial arts of the Xuan-level. The fist is as powerful as a fire, with a prairie fire, which can completely block the enemy's retreat. If the power of the Nine-layer Heavenly Court Realm is used, the fist wind is like fire, and it can even burn the enemy's Qi.
Although Zhao Ping is not a powerhouse in the Nine Heavens Realm, he is already on the verge of promotion. The swift fist wind rubs the air with a slight redness, and seems to burn at any time, and the entire square is battered by a wave of heat.
This scene made everyone's eyes in the square slightly frozen.
This Zhao Ping really deserves to be a master from Tianming's academy. The power of this punch is already infinitely close to a martial artist of the Nine Heavens Realm, which is no small thing!
Those young talents stared at Luo Feng, who was enveloped by fist gangs, and wanted to see Luo Feng's miserable end.
Yang Wan'er showed tension in her eyes, and she didn't know if Luo Feng could block this punch.
Luo Feng stood on the spot with a calm and calm expression. Facing Zhao Ping who was fiercely rushing, he still threw a simple punch.
"He doesn't need martial arts yet?"
"Do you still want to win with a trick?"
Seeing this scene, the people in the square were a little dumbfounded and shocked.
Many people just realized it at this moment. Luo Feng defeated Xue Ren just now, and neither Xue Heng used martial arts!
Now facing Zhao Ping, I dare to do this.
"How dare you be arrogant! Get me down!"
Zhao Ping saw that Luo Feng hadn't practiced martial arts, and was furious. His eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his fists turned into a hot storm, like a meteor from the sky, and the heat wave formed a whirlwind.
"Zhao Ping, teach this arrogant kid severely!"
Feeling the power of Zhao Ping's move, many young warriors in the square hailed.
"Zhao Ping's flame fist can form a flame cyclone, and it has become a big success."
"Well, the power of this punch is enough to threaten the warriors in the early stage of the Nine-layer Heavenly Court realm. This Luo Feng does not practice martial arts, I am afraid he will lose."
"Whether there is a lesson, this Luo Feng is too arrogant, it is not a good thing for future cultivation."
The leaders of the forces in the square looked at Zhao Ping on the martial arts stage and turned to discuss.
On the competition stage, two silhouettes approached quickly, cutting through the air, forming two twisted traces visible to the naked eye. .
Boom!
Luo Feng's unpretentious punch hit Zhao Ping's flame whirlwind.
In an instant, the two seemed to be still, and then dull explosions sounded one after another.
Chichichichi...
The shattered qi blasted in all directions, and the entire competition platform became riddled in the blink of an eye. The dazzling fire light flooded the entire competition platform, completely unable to see the situation above.
"Who has won?"
"I don't know. I didn't even see how the two played against each other."
"Presumably Zhao Ping won, don't you see the power of his last move?"
Many people in the square stood up from their positions, craned their necks and looked at the messy martial arts stage, trying to see the situation above.
After a while, the hustle and bustle dissipated, and the chaotic vitality of the world calmed down.
"How is it possible!"
Seeing the scene on the competition stage, a burst of exclamation raged across the square. Many people were stunned, their mouths slightly opened.
On the stage, Luo Feng stood calmly and unscathed!
And Zhao Ping half-kneeled in the position five steps in front of Luo Feng, with blood dripping from his mouth, his entire right arm shrugged, his face pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.
"Hi... Zhao Ping was defeated!"
"I can't believe that Zhao Ping's flame fist is so powerful that he will lose."
"The most terrifying thing is that Luo Feng hasn't practiced martial arts! How strong is he!"
"Being able to defeat Zhao Ping so easily, he is probably already a master of the Nine Heavens Realm!"
"Nine Heavens? At his age, it's impossible."
The scene on the competition stage made everyone's eyes widened and their faces full of incredible.
In the square, those young geniuses who have been famous for a long time also looked at Luo Feng, including Feixuehanjian Tang Qi.
"It's interesting to be able to defeat Zhao Heng with one punch."
Tang Qi looked at Luo Feng and nodded slightly, but those eyes were still cold as snow, and there wasn't a slight wave of waves. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with him. Luo Feng is really the cultivation base of the Nine Heavens Court Realm, and he can't pose any threat to him.
"It seems that my son-in-law is already the cultivation base of the Nine Layers of Spiritual Rotation. I seem to have seen Lu Xiaoyun three years ago~IndoMTL.com~ Before Lu Xiaoyun entered the Golden Temple, he was already the cultivation base of the Nine Layers of Spiritual Rotation."
Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng on the competition stage and nodded and smiled. The more he looked at this son-in-law, the more satisfied he became.
"Lu Xiaoyun? He is now one of the ten new dragons. Father, I know you like Luo Feng, but you don't have to praise him like that."
Yang Wan'er curled her ruddy mouth and said with a frown.
Yang Dingtian shook his head: "I've seen countless geniuses in my life. Although my son-in-law's cultivation is not top-notch, his decisive character is outstanding. His future achievements will never be under Lu Xiaoyun."
Hearing this, Yang Wan'er showed a strange color in her beautiful eyes, and it was the first time she saw her father praise others so much.
Looking at Luo Feng on the martial arts stage, the smile on the corner of Yang Wan'er's lips was a bit bitter. She was originally just to deal with her father, but she didn't expect the fake to come true. Her father was so satisfied with Luo Feng.
"What can I do..."
Yang Wan'er glanced helplessly at Yang Dingtian in the spring breeze.