A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 56: Ten thousand catties of power!

Chapter 56: Ten Thousand Catties of Power!

Soon it shrank to the size of a grain of rice, almost invisible to the naked eye. After the mysterious scrap disappeared in Chen Feng's hands, he traced the meridian all the way to the dantian, and was sucked in by the ancient ding.

Chen Feng looked inside Dantian and found that the mysterious scrap iron had been wrapped in dragon blood.

The mysterious scrap iron at this time exudes a faintly cold light, light and noble, although it is only the size of a grain of rice, but its aura is extremely powerful. It was like an extremely powerful sacred beast, looking down at Chen Feng proudly.

This majestic aura, even Gu Ding can't hold it down!

Chen Feng was surprised and delighted. Although he didn't know what this scrap iron was, he looked like an extraordinary product at this time.

He sat cross-legged, holding a middle-grade spirit stone in each hand, and began to absorb the huge aura in it.

There have been a lot of things these days, and I haven't calmed down to practice quietly.

As the spirit stone was crushed by the ancient ding, the spiritual energy was transformed into true energy, and then it was taken by Chen Feng for his own use, and his strength was also increasing.

The day and night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a suffocating breath.

The divine light in his eyes flickered, and the true energy swelled in his body, and his state reached its peak.

After practicing day and night, his strength has grown to 10,000 catties! Twenty tigers' power!

Of course, the consumption is also huge, consuming a full 20 middle-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to a thousand lower-grade spirit stones. This speed, spread out, is appalling. His day and night cultivation has consumed the resources of a foreign disciple for decades.

His cultivation speed is fifteen times that of the acquired seven-layer powerhouse of the same level!

Of course, half of them were eaten by Gu Ding.

Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "The cultivation speed is indeed very fast, but the consumption of spirit stones is also very fast. Twenty middle-grade spirit stones are undoubtedly a huge sum of money, but I have consumed them so quickly. "

"But it's okay, I'm really good at Chen Feng, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to earn a spiritual stone?"

Today is the third round of the Grand Tournament of the Foreign Sect. Chen Feng took a bath, changed into a green robe, and came to the Foreign Sect of Qian Yuanzong.

Seeing him coming, all the disciples stepped aside and looked at him in awe.

Chen Feng’s reputation spread, and now everyone knows that he is strong and tough.

Chen Feng is also the strongest of the Seventh Layer of the acquired day, and is already the existence they want to look up to.

"The third round, the 33rd game, Chen Feng vs. Su Shaoyou! Let's start!"

The referee announced loudly.

After two rounds of battle, there were only 80 people left from the 320 people at the beginning, and there are only forty battles today. So many people gather around each ring.

Thousands of people gathered around Chen Feng's 33rd ring, more than ten times more than others!

Everyone is very concerned about Chen Feng, wanting to see how far he can go when he rises up like a comet and breaks into the old waste of the Great Competition with an unrivaled dark horse posture.

In the stands, there are also a few more people dressed up as the elders of the Waizong.

Chen Feng's outstanding performance also attracted the attention of the upper echelons of the sect.

"Junior Brother Han, our little nephew is really good." An elder smiled at Han Cong.

He looked at Chen Feng's gaze, very gentle, with great expectations in it.

Han Cong smiled slightly, with emotion in his eyes: "I hope he can fly into the sky like his master back then!"

"It's a pity! I think he will probably be like his master. Before he could fly up, he was hacked to death with a knife!"

At this time, a withered middle-aged man in his forties came over from the side and said with a sneer.

Han Cong glanced at him and sneered: "It turned out to be you! At the beginning, you were also a genius, and you were so overwhelmed by Senior Brother Yan. But now it is still wandering in the Divine Gate Realm!"

The person who came was Zhao Ruoxi, who was also one of the geniuses of Qian Yuanzong.

However, since Yan Qingyu entered Qian Yuanzong, his limelight has been suppressed, and Yan Qingyu has easily overwhelmed him in several battles with Yan Qingyu. He was so narrow-minded that he was seriously injured by the vomiting blood of qi and suffered a serious illness.

A person who cultivates martial arts, pays attention to the understanding of one idea, he is frustrated with such a thing, how can he be able to practice well?

Zhao Ruoxi looked at Chen Feng~IndoMTL.com~ with bitter resentment in her eyes, and said with a sneer: "My grudges with Yan Qingyu will never stop forever! He is dead and will fall on his disciple. On."

"I came today just to see how Yan Qingyu's disciple died!"

Han Cong sneered: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you!"

"Su Shaoyou is the grandson of the Supreme Elder Su, I don't believe he is not Chen Feng's opponent!" Zhao Ruoxi sneered: "Besides, do you think that Elder Su will let his grandson lose?"

Zhao Ruoxi laughed wildly: "This time, Chen Feng will definitely die!"

Han Cong's heart sank.

Across from Chen Feng stood a young man in his twenties.

The young man is very white, with a baby face and a gentle smile on his face. He arched his hands at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chen, brother, I'm just the six-layered cultivation base the day after tomorrow. It's not as good as you. Let's stop at it and don't hurt our lives. What do you think?"

When Chen Feng heard this, he still had a good impression of him.