Chapter 355 He Is Not My Husband

Bang, bang, bang...

On the competition stage, the two figures kept flickering, because the speed was too fast, and only a trace of afterimage could be seen at the moment of the shot.

"This...Are they still human? This speed is too weird."

Someone couldn't help exclaiming.

"Yeah, I can't even see them."

"If I were to face them, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to draw a sword."

"One Leaf Crossing the River Xu Zhi is famous for his light work, and the hidden water cloud step he practiced is a mid-level Xuan-level martial arts. Luo Feng was in front of him, and his speed was not at a disadvantage."

"Well, I didn't expect Luo Feng's Qinggong to be so powerful. It seems that he fought Liu Yuan, Wu Xiangzhang, just now, and he also hid his strength."

Looking at the turbulent competition platform, the people in the square were deeply shocked.

No one would have thought that Luo Feng's Qinggong would not lose to Xu Zhi at all!

At this moment, Xu Zhi's inner shock was no less than that of others.

He originally thought that Luo Feng would definitely be inferior to himself in light power alone, but this was not the case.

The speed of the other party is surprisingly fast. Every time he sees it, he is about to hit, and he is immediately avoided. The feeling that he can see but can't catch it makes him very uncomfortable.

"Shuiyun shakes the feet!"

Xu Zhi stopped suddenly, a blue whirlwind swirled on his right leg, and stepped down abruptly.

hum!

The soles of the feet are on the ground, and the water energy forms a one-meter-high wave, which beats in all directions.

Boom!

Five steps to the left of Xu Zhi, the air shook and Luo Feng appeared.

"I won!"

Xu Zhi's eyes lit up, his expression excited, his five fingers spread out like an eagle swooping at a rabbit, flying over and grabbing Luo Feng.

Chi!

Five fingers grabbed Luo Feng's left shoulder, but suddenly passed through.

"Afterimage!"

Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment.

"A little slower."

The voice sounded, and Luo Feng's figure appeared beside him.

"So fast!"

Xu Zhi was secretly surprised.

"See how many tricks you can dodge!"

With a long whistle in his mouth, Xu Zhi repeatedly turned his footsteps, stirring the thick fog on the stage like a surging, his body turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Luo Feng again, his claws kept grabbing out.

Chi! Chi! Chi! chi...

Xu Zhi kept walking and grabbed twelve claw shadows in one breath.

Luo Feng's eyes were sharp, and he turned the dragon step to the extreme. His figure flickered continuously on the competition stage, and the twelve claw shadows didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"What a terrifying speed! It won't hurt him."

Everyone in the square widened their eyes, and even Tang Qi, who had always been expressionless, narrowed his eyes at this moment.

Xu Zhi's speed can be said to be extremely fast, and with the claw technique, it complements each other well.

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng on the martial arts stage, a little surprised: "Luo Feng's light-weight martial arts doesn't seem to be simple, it doesn't seem to be Ziyang Academy's martial arts."

Yang Wan'er shook her head and said, "He is cultivating the Dragon Step, which is indeed the martial arts of Ziyang Academy, but no one has ever successfully cultivated it."

"Tenglong step?"

Yang Dingtian's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face: "I know that this martial art was acquired by Zi Hongyuan by chance in the Chilong Mountains, and the origin is quite mysterious. Lu Xiaoyun also practiced at the beginning, but it was unsuccessful, Luo Feng actually said that it has cultivated to this level!"

Yang Wan'er nodded, because this matter is related to Lu Xiaoyun, one of the ten new dragons, so it is also rumored in the Twelve Golden Temple.

On the competition stage, Xu Zhi struck out twelve claws in one breath and missed Luo Feng, and suddenly stopped.

"No more. I lost."

Xu Zhi exhaled, stared at Luo Feng, and said.

He had exhausted all means just now, and he didn't even touch the corner of Luo Feng's clothes, and it was useless to continue.

Luo Feng nodded, not surprised by this, and said, "Your Qinggong is very good."

Xu Zhi smiled helplessly and looked at Luo Feng with admiration: "I don't want you to say that, goodbye!"

After speaking, Xu Zhi turned around and walked down the stage, looking a little lost. Even his most proud of Qinggong lost to Luo Feng, which made him very shocked.

"Xu Zhi would voluntarily admit defeat."

Many people have not recovered from the exciting duel just now, and some people can't help but sigh when they see Xu Zhi walking off the stage.

"What can I do if I don't admit defeat? Judging from the situation just now, Luo Feng's Qinggong cultivation base is higher, and he has no chance of winning."

"That's right, I didn't expect Luo Feng's Qinggong to be so powerful. I don't know if he can defeat Ye Tang and Tang Qi..."

"I'm afraid it's not easy. No matter how powerful Qinggong is, if the attack power is not good, it will definitely not be Ye Tang and Tang Qi's opponent."

"Well, both Ye Tang and Tang Qi are already at the late stage of the Nine Heavens Realm, and their strength is unfathomable. Although Luo Feng is powerful, it is too difficult, too difficult to challenge them by leaps and bounds..."

"Look, Ye Tang has stood up. Could it be that he is going to the competition stage!"

The square suddenly boiled violently, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm, and all eyes turned to Ye Tang.

Ye Tang stood up, looked sharply at Luo Feng, and smiled:

"Luo Feng, you can actually surpass Yi Ye Crossing the River Xu Zhi with your light power. It seems that there is no one in the middle stage of the Nine Heavens Realm who is your opponent. I wonder if you would dare to accept my challenge and join me. Let’s compete. Since you just said wild words, you probably won’t refuse…”

Ye Tang's eyes were sharp, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he put a big hat on Luo Feng.

In this way, other people will not say that he is bullying the weak and can shoot without any scruples.

Sure enough, when they heard Ye Tang's words, everyone nodded.

Luo Feng has already defeated Liu Yuan and Yi Yedujiang Xu Zhi. Among the mid-Nine Heavenly Court realm warriors, it is difficult to have an opponent. Facing Ye Tang, who has cultivated in the later stage of the Nine Heavens Realm, although it is a bit reluctant, Luo Feng himself It's no wonder Ye Tang was bullying the weak when he opened his mouth to challenge all the young heroes.

In addition, everyone does not want to miss this wonderful showdown.

At the age of sixteen, Luo Feng entered the middle stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, and he understood the general trend. It can be said that he is a genius. Ye Tang was a disciple of the Tianjian Temple in the Twelfth Golden Temple and a master of the late stage of the Nine Heavens. Everyone was looking forward to this duel.

Luo Feng saw Ye Tang's thoughts at a glance, and sneered in his heart. He was also waiting for this moment, and said indifferently: "Why don't you dare!"

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and Ye Tang sneered in his heart. He was really worried about Luo Feng's rejection. With Yang Dingtian present, he wouldn't be able to force it.

"Luo Feng, you brought this on your own!"

The coldness in Ye Tang's eyes filled the air, and the people nearby couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Standing up slowly, Ye Tang was about to go to the competition stage, but was held back by Butler Hong.

"Master, take this with you."

Butler Hong carefully took out a metal leaf. The leaf was silver, with sharp hexagons. The cold light was shining, and there were occasional green lights on it, which looked very mysterious.

Seeing the metal leaf in Butler Hong's hand, Ye Tang frowned slightly, "Flying leaves with green blood? What are you giving me this for? Do you think that with my strength, I can't deal with a mere ninth-level mid-level warrior? Do you think I'm not as good as me? That kid Luo Feng?"

Ye Tang's face was ashen.

Looking at Ye Tang with a face of jealousy and anger, Steward Hong shook his head quickly and said, "Young master, your strength is naturally far superior to Luo Feng. I'm just worried about what other despicable means he has, just in case!"

Ye Tang hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to wipe the metal leaf into his sleeve, and said coldly:

"Don't worry, no matter what means that kid has, he is not my opponent! I want him to know the price of angering me Ye Tang!"

After speaking, Ye Tang turned around and strode towards the competition stage.

In the distance, Yang Wan'er frowned as she looked at Ye Tang who was on the competition stage.

Yang Dingtian noticed Yang Wan'er's face and smiled, "Wan'er, are you worried about Luo Feng?"

Yang Wan'er nodded: "Ye Tang is a late-stage cultivation of the Nine Heavens Realm, better than Luo Feng's, not to mention that he cultivates all Xuan-level martial arts, and his strength is far from that of Xu Zhi, Liu Yuan and others. I'm worried..."

Yang Dingtian smiled and said, "You're thinking too much. It's just a competition of performances, and there's no danger to life. Luo Feng won seven battles, even if he lost to Ye Tang, no one would dare to underestimate him."

"That's not what worries me."

Yang Wan'er shook her head and said, "Ye Tang and Luo Feng had a festival before. With Ye Tang's character, he will never give up easily."

Yang Dingtian laughed loudly: "So you're worried about Ye Tang's quiet revenge. Don't worry, Luo Feng is my precious daughter's husband. No one dares to hurt him with me here!"

"He's not my husband..."

Seeing Yang Dingtian's complacent look, Yang Wan'er curled her red lips and sighed helplessly in her heart, and her beautiful eyes looked at the competition platform.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the competition stage was already tense.

"Luo Feng, don't think that with the backing of the City Lord's Mansion, you can sit back and relax! This world is based on strength. If strength is lacking, nothing belongs to you!"

Ye Tang stepped onto the ring, glanced at Yang Wan'er in the distance, his eyes flashed coldly, and he looked down at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng didn't care what the other party said, and said indifferently: "That's right, everything is based on strength. It's a pity that you are not my opponent."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Ye Tang's face, and he laughed loudly: "Speak out! Yang Wan'er can watch from the audience, I hope you will have the confidence to say this when you wait."

Luo Feng didn't understand why the other party suddenly mentioned Yang Wan'er, rubbed his finger on the storage ring, and the anger knife appeared in his hand, said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

Seeing Luo Feng take out the Furious Sword, everyone present was taken aback.

"Hey, Luo Feng drew his sword..."

"He doesn't draw his sword, I almost forgot he was a swordsman."

"It looks like he's not taking it seriously at all."

"Well, his boxing skills are already so powerful, I don't know how the sword skills are."

Seeing Luo Feng suddenly take out his anger knife, everyone in the square was shocked.

So far, Luo Feng has won seven battles and has never used a knife at all.

Seeing Luo Feng draw the knife, Ye Tang's eyes were stunned at first, and then a sneer appeared on his face. Luo Feng said that he still had to draw the knife in the face of him.

Luo Feng slowly pulled out his anger knife, pointed the tip of the knife at Ye Tang, and said coldly, "Within ten moves, if I don't defeat you, even if I lose."