Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 103: Lu Chen vs. Lin Feng

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"Boy, don't hide if you have a seed!" At the same time, a low voice came out of Zhao Ye's mouth.

To tell the truth, he was scared, afraid that Lu Chen would "reversely" use footwork, and slap him again. By then, he would be fine.

"One punch is enough to deal with you!"

As soon as Zhao Ye’s voice fell, Lu Chen’s icy voice also sounded. In the next instant, everyone felt a powerful force, like a volcanic eruption, surging out of Lu Chen’s body. Then, he saw Lu Chen raising his hand and blasting out with luck.

"The third form of the Golem Boxing, the Golem roars!"

Under Zhao Ye's excited gaze, Lu Chen's fist carried the mighty power, and shook him hard.

"Boom!"

The fists were sturdy and shook together, and a muffled noise erupted, and then a violent wave broke out in the center of the collision between the two. The wind broke and the air collapsed every inch.

Lu Chen's shoulders shook slightly, and the energy was removed, while Zhao Ye's complexion suddenly turned red, and then his body began to tremble violently.

With a puff, his body bends, a mouthful of red blood spurts out, he staggers back, his feet are soft, and he almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Whoo!"

After blasting Zhao Ye back with a punch, Lu Chen followed his feet and instantly deceived him in front of the opponent. Without hesitation, he blasted the punch and blasted the latter into the ring with a bang.

As Zhao Ye flew out of the ring, the voice of the Great Elder also sounded appropriately at this time, "Lu Chen Sheng!"

"Wow!"

As soon as these three characters fell, around the ring, tens of thousands of spectators suddenly boiled, shouting loudly, especially the **** fans of Lu Chen who were yelling and blushing.

"I won, I didn't expect Lu Chen to be so powerful..." Fang Hao and Chu Zhen looked at each other and shouted excitedly.

Not long ago, Zhao Ye was still a high-ranking half-step-breaker. He regarded Lu Chen as an ant. Under Lin Xin's instigation, he sent people to chase and kill Lu Chen at will. Now that he is good, he is not only defeated by Lu Chen in public. And he was humiliated severely.

This is really bad.

Amidst the boiling cheers, Lu Chen calmly flew down to the ring. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Tyrant Sword, what he felt was a frenzied fighting spirit, and then his gaze continued to move and fell on Lin Feng.

The latter's eyes were cold, and there was a trace of hatred in Lu Chen's eyes.

Lu Chen smiled. To tell the truth, he also had a trace of jealousy about Lin Feng. If he had a chance, he would not hesitate to kill the latter.

Because the latter's talent is the strongest among the people he has seen, and the most important point is that he has enemies with Lin Feng!

Finally, he turned his gaze to Chu Feng, who also seemed to feel Lu Chen's gaze. Turning around, his eyes were facing each other, and the two fighting intents were invisibly intertwined and collided in the air.

"Huh!"

After a few breaths, Lu Chen retracted his gaze and exhaled deeply.

Ba Dao, Lin Feng, Chu Feng, these three will be Lu Chen's last target.

"In the next game, Chu Feng will fight Lin Feng!"

At this moment, the voice of the Great Elder came again.

"Lin Feng and Ba Dao were in a tie, and Ba Dao was defeated by Chu Feng. I don’t know if Lin Feng can make a move in Chu Feng’s hands!"

When the disciple below saw Lin Feng and Ba Dao on the court, they started talking in a low voice.

Up to now, no one has been able to perform a trick under Chu Feng. Even Tyrant Blade was defeated by Chu Feng in one move.

"Lu Chen, do you think Lin Feng can make a move with Tyrant Sword?" Fang Hao was also curious and asked Lu Chen in a low voice.

"One move is fine, but if you don't make three moves, you will lose!" Lu Chen said.

Lu Chen's voice was not suppressed, and the nearby disciples also heard them, with recognition and sneers...

On the ring.

Lin Feng didn't say a word, and the long sword was unsheathed, and he rushed towards Chu Fengfeng. With a sneer, the long sword waved, and the sword pierced straight out. The bright sword light turned into one under the blessing of speed. The thick sword gas shot out.

"Tear!"

Because of the excessive strength, the air is like thin paper, easily cut away by a sword.

On the opposite side of Chu Feng, a seat of white clothes, the face of the sword did not change at all, the spear in his hand was full of silver, and the spear was like a dragon. similar!

"Shit!"

The result is very similar, the bright sword light collapsed every inch of the shot.

The spear is like a dragon, still stabbing it straight with unparalleled power!

"Clang!"

Lin Feng slashed another sword at the critical moment, the long sword collided with the silver spear, and in an instant, the long sword burst, and the silver light on the silver spear also dimmed, and finally exhausted.

"Puff!"

Although Lin Feng barely resisted Chu Feng's shot, he staggered back a few steps.

"Yes, next, you will also take a shot from me." Chu Feng stopped his gun and stood up, applauding Lin Feng.

The words fell, his figure slammed, and his spine was like a spear like a dragon, piercing straight into the sky. This movement seemed small, but his aura suddenly changed. The breath came out through the body, like a mountain like a mountain, and the surrounding air shook.

"Is this his real strength? It's so strong!" In the audience, Fang Hao trembled with fat all over under the pressure.

Lu Chen's body shook, a faint breath spread, and the pressure on Fang Hao and Chu Zhen suddenly relaxed.

"It's very strong!" Lu Chen stared at the men in white clothes on the stage, squeezing his hands, and he also felt a great pressure.

On the VIP stage, an elder whispered, "Chu Feng's strength has already surpassed the ninth core disciple, and he can compete with the eighth or seventh core disciple."

On the ring.

Lin Feng looked at Chu Feng with an unprecedented seriousness.

He held it with one hand and took out a long sword again.

At this moment, Chu Feng on the opposite side started to move. Then, he felt his body shook, his mind buzzed, and a little cold light in his pupils rapidly expanded.

With a click, the long sword in his hand shattered, and a cold touch came from his throat, exuding the cold of facing death!

"Huh!"

A drop of cold sweat shed from the corner of his forehead, Lin Feng looked at the silver-white spear close at hand and swallowed hard...

"I lost!"

"Wow!"

This scene was so shocking that everyone on the court was startled for a while, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers, like a wave, wave after wave.

The cheers faded and the game continued.

Next, Ba Dao fights Liu Fei. Domination wins!

Lin Feng vs. Su Yu, Lin Feng wins!

Chu Feng vs. Li Han, Chu Feng wins!

Game after game is in full swing.

With the end of a game, the voice of the Grand Elder came over again.

"The next game, Lu Chen vs. Lin Feng!"