Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 210: 6 consecutive victories

Unable to figure out how this matter might have something to do with He Qin, Luo Feng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Okay, I promise you."

Seeing Luo Feng's promise, Xiao Yu was overjoyed, "A word is for sure!"

"Since Sister He Qin looked at this kid differently, I personally defeated him!"

Xiao Yu glanced in the direction where He Qin was, sneered in his heart, and turned to leave.

"The third group, number five versus number seven."

In the third game, it was finally Luo Feng's turn.

Luo Feng flew and fell onto three sets of high platforms.

"A student of Ziyang College? You are dead!"

Luo Feng’s opponent was a tall teenager from Wanluo Academy. His arms were shirtless, his arms were as thick as his calves, and his muscles were complex, like a piece of steel, with a mighty aura.

Luo Feng was speechless. The opponent was just a mid-stage warrior in the Seven-fold Tibetan Spirit Realm. He was the bottom of all the participating students. I don't know where the courage came from.

"Yangang Boxing!"

The tall young man screamed, and the sole of his foot stomped on the ground. The hard rock suddenly cracked, and his right fist pulled out a sonic boom, directly blasting towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, standing still, a layer of transparent air shining from his body.

Boom!

The fist of the tall young man accurately fell on Luo Feng.

The qi flickering on Luo Feng's body flickered, and he didn't move half of his footsteps.

"Huh?"

The tall young man frowned, gritted his teeth, his muscles swelled and punched out again.

Boom!

The transparent impact spread to the surroundings, causing the entire platform to hum and tremble.

The tall young man has an ugly face, and gritted his teeth and asked: "What do you practice martial arts?"

Luo Feng shrugged and said calmly: "There is so much nonsense, it's me."

Boom!

Luo Feng blasted out with a punch, and the tall young man was hit directly into the air, and fell heavily outside the high platform, embarrassed.

No surprise, Luo Feng won his first victory.

"There are two things."

Under the high platform, Xiao Yu looked at Luo Feng from a distance and didn't care.

The next is the second round, the third round of the duel, until the fifth round, Luo Feng easily defeated his opponent and won five games in a row.

However, he has not yet met Xiao Yu.

Bing Ruolan was in the second group and also won five consecutive games.

Xiao Yu also didn't lose.

After the five rounds of the game, Zhou Zhiyun announced a half hour break to let everyone recover their lost vitality and physical strength.

In the corner of the VIP seat of the audience stage, Luo Tian retracted his gaze from the square and said to Yang Qing: "It seems that Feng'er has really stepped into the pinnacle of the Seven Layers of Hidden Essence Realm. He has won five games in a row, and he seems to have more energy. "

Yang Qing nodded, her eyes revealed pride and excitement, and smiled: "If this continues, he is very likely to enter the ranking competition!"

Luo Tiandao: "Well, if you win one or two games later, you should be able to enter the ranked match."

Yang Qing blinked, "Is Feng'er's goal really to be the No. 1 New Hero?"

Luo Tian smiled and said: "The No. 1 Newman? It's best not to hold on too much hope. The last four great newcomers were not the general ones."

Yang Qing looked at Luo Feng's upright figure in the square, and said, "I think Feng'er is not worse than them."

When Luo Tian heard the words, he smiled and shook his head, without saying anything.

After the half-hour break, the qualifying game continues.

Bing Ruolan's luck was really bad this time. In the first game of the sixth round, she encountered the second group of elite academies.

"Unexpectedly I would meet him..."

Bing Ruolan looked at the sword-like figure on the high platform, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she looked back at Luo Feng and asked, "Luo Feng, what is the chance of winning a fight with him?"

Luo Feng groaned, shook his head and said: "There is no one percent, and I will lose."

If Ji cannot fail to comprehend the sword intent, Bing Ruolan still has the hope of winning.

But a swordsman who understands the intent of the sword is like a sword with a sharp edge, and his strength will increase by several levels! When the cultivation base is lower than the opponent, there is no chance of winning.

Bing Ruolan nodded and said: "I admit defeat."

Bing Ruolan's decision did not cause a sensation.

So far, all the students who have met the four new masters have voluntarily surrendered.

Qualifying matches are ranked according to the number of wins, and a loss will not have much impact.

If you take a risk and challenge and get hurt, it will not be worth the loss.

After another round of competition, Luo Feng has won six games.

Hu Yitian met Wan Feng, the'Thunder Gun' in the sixth round of the draw, and also gave in.

Xiao Yu was lucky. The opponent in the sixth round was a middle-stage warrior in the Tibetan Jing realm. He was defeated by a few moves, and also maintained a record of six consecutive victories.

In the third game of the seventh round, it was Luo Feng again.

Across from Luo Feng, stood a cold-eyed young martial artist from the Tianlan Academy, holding a sword in his hand, with a solid aura, and his cultivation reached the late stage of the Seventh Hidden Essence Realm!

"Boy, your winning streak ends here! Are you taking the initiative, or will I help you?" The young man held the sword and looked at Luo Feng with confidence.

Swipe!

Luo Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, using his dragon step, the whole person turned into a breeze, disappeared on the high platform, and when he appeared again, he was already standing behind the young man with the sword.

"You..."

The young man with the sword was shocked. He just yelled a word, and only felt a pain in his abdomen. The huge impact made him fly like a fallen leaf and fell outside the platform.

Falling heavily to the ground, the young man holding the sword got up from the ground with a look of unwillingness.

If you lose face-to-face, it's utterly embarrassing to be beaten into the air by the opponent before you even have time to fight.

In the VIP table, Zhou Zhiyun looked at Luo Feng with beautiful eyes and smiled and said: "Zi Hongyuan, this student is not easy. What kind of light martial arts he just displayed, the speed can be so fast."

Zi Hongyuan smiled and said: "His name is Luo Feng. In this challenge, he was tied with Zi Yuan. As for light martial arts, it is the dragon step I got in the Chilong Mountains."

"Tenglong Step!"

Hearing this, the other three deans were all taken aback.

Huo Tianqing, Dean of Piaoxue College, inhales: "Back then, you Ziyang College super genius Lu Xiaoyun, never succeeded in training Tenglong Step. Is this Luo Feng even better than Lu Xiaoyun?"

The Dean of Wanluo Academy, Zhao Hanshan, snorted coldly: "This is impossible! A genius like Lu Xiaoyun is hard to have in a century. When Lu Xiaoyun participated in the New Jie Conference, he was already at the mid-term cultivation base of the Eightfold Realm. How can you compare with him."

Zi Hongyuan sneered: "Zhao Hanshan, you didn't comment on Lu Xiaoyun that way back then."

Zhou Zhiyun knew the contradiction between the two and changed the subject: "Someone wants to deal with Ji and can't do it."

After hearing this, the attention of several people immediately focused on the second group of platforms.

"The second group, number one to number five!"

The veteran of the second group announced.

Wow!

The sound fell, and a figure quietly landed on the second set of platforms. The sword was still in its sheath, and its momentum was already unstoppable. The gaze revealed from the gap in the eyelid directly hit people's hearts, like a sharp sword. The son's thorn can't!

"What a terrible look in the eyes, it seems to pierce people through!"

"As expected, he is a figure who understands the meaning of the sword. The whole person is like a sword out of the sheath! People who are not determined, I am afraid that they don't even have the courage to draw a sword in front of him."

Looking at the straight figure on the high platform, there was a chat in the stands.

Luo Feng nodded slightly, looking at Ji's unable eyes, slightly solemn.

The opponent's momentum is like a sword. This kind of mood is extremely terrifying. When integrated into the sword, it can make people lose even the courage to fight.

At this moment, a figure fell to the opposite side of Ji couldn't.

Is a square-faced boy who also uses a sword.

"Hey, this person didn't admit defeat. Isn't he going to deal with Ji and can't do it?"

"I know him. This man is called Xu Jiang, the'Crossing Cloud Sword'. He is a young expert in Tianlan Academy. He has a small reputation in the rivers and lakes. His sword skills are as fast as lightning. The enemy has not found the trajectory of the sword. Has left the neck."

The entire Yanwu Square suddenly became louder, and all eyes were attracted to the second platform.

This is the first time that someone has not conceded in the face of the last four new heroes. Everyone is very curious about this duel.

"You are not my opponent."

Ji couldn't look at Xu Jiang calmly, and even his voice was full of vigor.

Xu Jiang didn’t care about the other party’s tone. He shook his sword, and said with a smile: "I want me to give up my'Punching Cloud Sword' Xu Jiang, and show your ability. Others are afraid of your sword intent, I can Not afraid!"

Ji could not shook his head: "Although let go."

Hearing the words, the square-faced boy with a solemn complexion, pulled out the sword from the scabbard, stimulating the vitality of his whole body, and when his momentum reached its peak, he slammed into the thorn.

"Turn the clouds through the sun!"

Hey!

The sword tore the air and turned into a huge sword light, as if going to penetrate the void, the entire platform was chaotically swirling, and the hard rocky ground was torn by Jian Jin and countless cracks!

Jiang couldn't keep his eyes calm, put his right index finger and **** together, and moved forward at will.

"Don't draw a sword!"

The square-faced boy saw that Shane couldn't even use his fingers to pick up the sword, and his eyes could not help but show a trace of anger. His whole body was agitated, and the sword's strength skyrocketed again. Even the people on the audience stage from a hundred meters away felt the sword. Terrible power.

Clang!

Jiang was unable to accurately block the tip of the sword with his fingers. The square-faced boy blushed, but the tip of the sword was an inch in front of his fingers, and he could no longer move forward, his face changed greatly.

"Fail!"

Ji couldn't utter a word, his momentum suddenly changed, his eyes seemed to penetrate the void.

The boy with a square face only felt a huge force coming from the sword, the condensed sword light shattered instantly, the sword flew away from his hand, his face flew out in disbelief, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air.

There was a gasp in the entire Yanwu Square.

"Too great! Ji couldn't even beat Xu Jiang with his fingers! How strong is the sword intent!"

"Very strong! Xu Jiang's strength is too weak, Ji can't even fully display his sword intent."

"Now it seems that Ji can't possibly have the qualifications to challenge He Qin~IndoMTL.com~The outcome of this new conference is really unpredictable..."

In the audience, Bing Ruolan blinked and said to Luo Feng: "You are right. I will fight him, and there is no chance of winning."

Luo Feng smiled. He had seen Cang Nanyue use his sword intent, and his power was more than that.

After the seventh round is over, the eighth round will begin immediately.

Afterwards...

"The third group, number six versus number seven."

"It's your turn." Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng.

"Hmm."

Luo Feng nodded and looked aside.

At the same time, Xiao Yu looked here, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

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