Chapter 197: Battle against Huang Luo

Style: Heros Author: The fragrance of the yearWords: 2094Update Time: 24/01/18 19:09:04
"you……"

Wang Kaixuan had a look of disbelief on his face. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Han Feng tremblingly. Without saying a word, he spit out another mouthful of blood, and finally fainted and fell unconscious.

"Han Feng wins!"

As the voice of the red-browed elder rang out, the pale golden light shield disappeared instantly. The two monks under the ring immediately jumped up and lifted the unconscious Wang Kaixuan down, so that someone could treat him.

Han Feng showed no expression on his face. He cupped his fists and saluted the red-browed elder, then jumped off the ring and walked out of the arena.

When the monks onlookers looked at him one by one, their expressions were complicated. After all, he won too easily. It seemed that he had never made a move from beginning to end. Wang Kaixuan was completely injured by the force of his own attack.

Many people secretly kept a careful eye on Han Feng, lest they suffer the same disastrous defeat when it was their turn to face him.

Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. Han Feng has participated in three rounds of competitions, and he has met ordinary monks. There is not even a genius, let alone an extreme person. Naturally, he will win without any suspense.

However, there are a lot of people participating in this competition. According to the gossip that Yan Xidan got, it is estimated that the top 1,200 disciples will be selected after five or six rounds of competition, and then the 1,200 disciples will be divided into groups and selected in a melee. Out of the top three hundred. Therefore, this competition will last for a long time. Although there are now thousands of people competing in each competition at the same time, according to previous experience, the outer sect competition usually lasts for more than a month.

Early that morning, Han Feng opened his eyes in a remote open space on the edge of the valley. He picked up the identity jade tag and scanned it. He was surprised to find that the Dao Battle Monument had already sent him a message, stating his fourth round of battle information. .

Huang Luo, the fourth-level Talisman Master of the Southern Spirit Talisman Hall, fights in the 623rd arena.

He silently remembered it in his mind, stood up, and ran quickly to the No. 623 ring. In less than a quarter of an hour, he successfully arrived at the No. 623 ring.

Although it was still early, there was already a large group of people surrounding the pale golden ring, covering it in three layers.

Han Feng's eyes flickered as he walked into the crowd. He couldn't help but slow down his pace. From time to time, there were comments in his ears, but he still heard some substance.

It turns out that this Huang Luo is also a famous and talented person who has been famous for a long time. He is not only a fourth-level talisman master, but also a person with perfect qi reservoir. Ranked in the top 300, but also won six games in a row and successfully entered the scrimmage. However, Huang Luo was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time and had a short training period, so he failed to stand out in the melee. But now that he has been cultivating for ten years, his strength has been qualitatively improved, and he will definitely be able to enter the top three hundred.

Most of the monks who were watching bought him and won. Some of them even hit him continuously and earned a lot of spiritual stones. At this time, they screamed the loudest.

Han Feng didn't take it to heart and walked straight across the crowd, leaping high into the air and onto the ring.

"So he is Huang Luo's opponent in the fourth round. What's his name?" someone asked below the ring.

"Who knows, he's probably a nobody, not worth mentioning!" Someone rolled their eyes and exclaimed.

"Hey, you are wrong. His name is Han Feng. He is a fourth-level Talisman Master in the Northern Spirit Talisman Palace. He is also a practitioner of both Talisman and Qi. He has easily won three games in a row. His strength should not be underestimated!" A tall monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said. He curled his lips and sneered.

"Nonsense, any monk who can reach the fourth round has won three games in a row. I bet he will lose this battle!" The monk who just rolled his eyes said firmly.

When the tall monk was about to say something, a beautiful girl in a light yellow dress came over. The crowd took the initiative to make way for a passage, and kept shouting, calling her name from time to time, asking her to come to the ring quickly.

"Huang Luo, Huang Luo..."

"Must win!"

The monk who rolled his eyes just now showed excitement on his face and shouted loudly. He seemed to be using his true energy, and the sound shook all directions, startling more than a dozen people around him and attracting a burst of curses, especially the senior monk. The taller monk cursed the loudest, and the place was in chaos.

Huang Luo acted as if there was no one around him. A faint light suddenly emitted from his body, wrapping himself up. With a slight jump, he landed on the ring like a butterfly.

This made the monks who had their own assumptions look a little sad on their faces. They couldn't see the scenery under her skirt and sighed involuntarily.

Han Feng stood on the ring and looked at the beautiful girl who came up. He seemed a little surprised. He obviously did not expect that his opponent in this battle would be a female monk. After all, he had faced male monks in the first three rounds.

While he was observing Huang Luo, Huang Luo was also looking him up and down, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just at this moment, a horse-faced monk flashed out from a distance, stepped in the air, passed all the onlookers, and landed steadily on the ring. He was the referee elder of the No. 623 ring.

"quiet!"

He was not angry but powerful, glanced down, and said with a cold face.

A wave of coercion instantly enveloped more than ten feet in all directions. Everyone was in awe and kept silent. The arena suddenly became quiet, with only the noise coming from the other arenas in the distance.

"Both of you are ready, let's start!" The horse-faced elder withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Han Feng and Huang Luo, and without waiting for their response, he took off and flew to the From a height of tens of feet, he stretched out his hand, and a ball of red flame-like light fell into the arena, immediately activating the arena. Layers of pale golden light curtains rose from the four sides, forming a bowl-shaped light shield in the blink of an eye. , flipped down and tightly surrounded the two of them.

"Senior Sister Huang, Han Feng, please give me some advice!" Han Feng cupped his hands towards Huang Luo and spoke first.

"Junior Brother Han, since we are all talisman masters, why not discuss Tao with talismans?" Huang Luo suddenly smiled and said.

Han Feng smiled slightly and nodded.

"Okay, let's see the move!" Huang Luojiao shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, two more talismans appeared in his hand, and they shot out instantly. In the array of talisman lights, the left side turned into a billowing red. The flames were like high walls and waves, and on the right was a sheet of blue gleaming ice spears, like an icy forest, attacking Han Feng from both sides.

Han Feng's expression did not show any signs of panic. A whirlwind talisman had already been attached to his body. The whirlwind enveloped him and he went away in an instant. He avoided the attacks of red flames and ice spears, and turned around at the edge of the pale golden light shield. In an instant, He rushed toward Huang Luo dozens of feet away, and at the same time, he crushed a fourth-grade talisman, the Wind Blade Talisman, in his hand, and transformed into dozens of giant wind blades that were several feet wide and slashed at the opponent.

Huang Luo was also very experienced in fighting. With a flick of his hand like magic, a fourth-grade talisman with ten thousand golden points and a cage talisman appeared, instantly transforming into a huge golden cage that stood in front of her and stopped several people. Ten cyan wind blades slashed with a thumping sound.