On the arena.
The two sword intents were raging, and the two figures were trying their best.
Gu Qianqian's sword intention is only great, so naturally she cannot compete with Dai Jiajie who has perfect sword intention.
Soon it fell into decline and fell into a disadvantage.
But Gu Qianqian had a strong personality, so how could she give up easily? She turned her sword and used the energy in her dantian again.
"Sword and shield!"
An elemental force with the attribute of ice turned into a protective shield, covering Gu Qianqian's figure.
A sword beam struck the shield.
boom!
boom!
"Haha, senior Qianqian, you'd better admit defeat!"
"Hmph! Don't even think about it."
Due to the opponent's powerful sword intent, Gu Qianqian could only fall into passive defense.
"Brother Feng, don't be impulsive. Sister-in-law will be fine."
Lu Tong held Yang Feng's shoulders.
The main reason is that Lu Tong doesn't know Yang Feng's strength now. If he can't save Gu Qianqian and instead finds himself embarrassed, it will be embarrassing and embarrassing.
"No, you go find Hong Teng, and I'll go help Qianqian first."
Yang Feng jumped up and landed firmly on the arena.
"Who are you? Don't you know the rules of the arena?"
The referee on the arena looked at Yang Feng who was wearing plain clothes and said.
Yang Feng ignored it and walked straight to Gu Qianqian.
Just when Gu Qianqian's "sword shield" was about to be broken by Dai Jiajie's sword light.
A shocking sword intent emanated from Yang Feng's body, and the sword intent transformed into the realm and everything.
The Destruction Sword Intent is one of the ten most powerful Sword Intentions.
Once it was used, an aura of destruction swept through the entire arena.
"Who are you anyway?"
Looking at the man in plain clothes who casually took over his ice sword intention, Dai Jia looked sulky.
"Xiao Feng, it's you!"
Gu Qianqian looked at the man who was shielding her from the wind and rain, her heart was full of joy and her brows were filled with joy.
"Qianqian, it's me, I'm not too late."
Seeing Yang Feng interfering with the competition, a man in gray robes also jumped onto the stage.
"Doesn't this brother know the rules of the arena?"
"Haha! I wonder what the rules are. Yang really doesn't know. Please tell me."
Yang Feng said unhurriedly.
"Brother Qi, this man's swordsmanship is so powerful. I have never heard of this person in the entire academy."
"Sword Intent? As long as the Sword Intent has not been condensed, no matter how strong his Sword Intent is, can he still reach the transformation state?"
The man called Brother Qi didn't take Yang Feng seriously at all.
He came here for only one purpose, and that was Gu Qianqian.
Originally, he wanted Gu Qianqian to fight Dai Jiajie, but when he saw that Gu Qianqian was about to lose, he took action to save the beauty in order to win Gu Qianqian's favor.
It's a pity that his wishful thinking failed and he ended up marrying Yang Feng. Now he saw Yang Feng and Gu Qianqian talking and laughing again, which made him very angry for a while.
"I wonder what grade of student you are?"
Zhuxian University has a ten-year term, which means you have to study for ten years before you can graduate.
Therefore, every three years constitutes a grade, and students who have completed less than three years are considered freshmen.
"To be honest, senior, I am a first-year student."
Freshmen here are also called first-year students.
"Pfft! Hahaha! What did you just say? You are only in the first grade."
"Hahaha! Did you hear that? He said that he is a freshman who has just arrived in this class for less than half a year, and he dares to break the rules of the arena. How should you reward him?"
The man known as Brother Qi laughed wildly at the onlookers.
"Yong Qi, this freshman is very cool! For daring to ruin your business, it seems that he should be given a little 'reward' to make him remember better. Otherwise, he will die without knowing how he died after leaving Zhuxian University. "
"Yes! Let this kid know that it takes skill for a hero to save a beauty."
…
Many people supported Yong Qi to teach Yang Feng a lesson.
"Junior! You have also heard that the rules of this arena cannot be broken. How about this? I won't bully you. As long as you can take my three moves, you will win. You broke the arena before. I can pretend I didn’t see it.”
Yong Qi said with a joking expression.
"Xiao Feng, don't promise him. He is a sophomore, and he is also from our sword control department. You..."
"Qianqian, don't worry."
"Ha! Senior, you are really good at business. Shouldn't the rules of the arena be determined by who has the bigger fist? Besides, haven't you also broken the rules of the arena?
So should you also be sanctioned? "
Yang Feng looked at the referee not far away and asked.
"On the competitive stage, there is only victory or defeat."
The referee said coldly.
"Junior, are you afraid? In that case, I won't embarrass you. As long as you hand over three hundred low-grade spiritual stones, we will not blame you."
Hearing the other party's tone, Yang Feng knew that this battle was inevitable, and thought that Pan Xuan was still waiting for them to go back for dinner.
Then he said impatiently: "Three hundred is too little, five hundred, five hundred low-grade spiritual stones. If you want to fight, hurry up. I'm in a hurry."
"Hold the grass! This kid is too crazy for a freshman. Do you know who is standing in front of him? That is one of the top 100 sophomores in our grade!"
"Brother Qi, teach this ignorant boy a lesson and let him know what it means to respect your seniors."
…
At this time, Lu Tong had already found Deng Hongteng. The two of them looked at Yang Feng who was having conflicts with others on the arena, and they were immediately worried.
And looking at the situation, it seems that this battle is inevitable.
"Xiaotong, when did A Feng come back?"
"I guess it was yesterday. He knocked on my door early today. I thought something happened to you and your sister-in-law."
…
Lu Tong told Deng Hongteng the outline of the matter, and Deng Hongteng stared at Yong Qi with a gloomy face.
He had heard about this hypocrite for a long time. He relied on his strong cultivation to flirt with women, and now he actually dared to take advantage of his sister-in-law.
Scholars can endure it, but who can’t?
"I hope A Feng can teach him a lesson so that our freshmen can straighten their backs."
"Hey! This Yong Qi is among the top 100 in the grade list. If Brother Feng wants to beat him, I'm afraid..."
On the arena, Yang Feng stood with his hands behind his back.
"Qianqian, you go wait for me where Lu Tong and the others are, and I'll come right after."
If an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of the Bigu stage cannot defeat Yong Qi in an instant with his sword power at the ultimate transformation stage, he will have no shame in continuing to establish a foothold in the world of immortality.
"Jiajie, you go down first and see how I teach this ignorant boy."
Yong Qi's whole body was like an unsheathed sword.
On the other hand, Yang Feng closed his eyes slightly and held a broken sword in his hand.
"Tch! What kind of powerful spiritual sword is it that is just such a shabby thing?"
"Wait a minute, don't you think this broken sword looks familiar?"
"And the man holding the sword..."
"Wait a minute, isn't he the number one in history who practiced 'suicide' in Huangcheng?"
"That's right! I remember his name was Yang Feng."
"Didn't he sign a life and death certificate with Teacher Fu? How dare he show up?"
…
The story about Yang Feng spread like wildfire, and everyone was talking secretly.
"So you are Yang Feng. I would like to see if your strength is as powerful as your mouth."
After saying that, the man struck at Yang Feng's Tianling Gai with a raging rage.
No one dared to look, for fear that if the sword fell, Yang Feng's brain would be scattered everywhere.
"Ha! The sword cuts through the void!"
The world was shattered, the order collapsed, and the aura of destruction in the world was suddenly released from Yang Feng's Broken Sword Spirit Sha.
Yong Qi was shocked by this aura. He felt that the sword raised above his head was suddenly as heavy as a thousand swords and almost escaped his control.
What an international joke! He Yongqi is an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of the Bigu Stage, and he has also gathered his sword heart along the way.
Even the immortal cultivators who were also in the Bigu stage did not dare to attack him with all his strength just now.
What happened next made his jaw drop in shock.
Yang Feng caught the sword that was about to fall on his Tianling Gai with his bare hands.
Shake the best treasure with bare hands!
"How, how is it possible? My Qianjun Sword is a top-quality treasure. This, this must be an illusion!"
"Damn it! Is this kid on drugs? Why is he so violent all of a sudden? This is a top-notch treasure! Take the treasure with your bare hands!"
"His physical strength is actually... so terrifying!"
…
The physical strength of the eighth level of Bone Tempering Realm can easily defeat the best spiritual weapons.
Click!
Click!
Crack!
The Qianjun sword was full of cracks and shattered into pieces.
It was split inch by inch from the hilt of the sword.
Yong Qi was dumbfounded on the spot. Before he could react, Yang Feng punched him in the face and knocked him off the arena.
"The best treasure was crushed to pieces by this kid with his bare hands?"
"Nima, I seem to see a ferocious beast in human form."
"He, he cultivates both the immortal body and the immortal body!"
…
Dual cultivation of immortal body and body is not uncommon in Zhuxian University, especially among the freshmen, because when they first step into the journey of cultivating immortals, they feel that cultivating immortals is just that.
Therefore, there will be extremely "ambitious" people who want to cultivate both the immortal body and the body.
But over the years, Yang Feng is the first person who can cultivate both the immortal body and receive the treasure with his bare hands.
And it wasn't as simple as catching it and leaving it unscathed, but it also crushed a top-quality treasure by the way.
"you you……"
Yong Qi fell onto the arena, staring at Yang Feng with empty eyes, hesitating and speechless.
"Bring me five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
Yang Feng seemed to have expected such a scene, so he didn't show too many other expressions.
"Brother Feng, your practice is advancing rapidly! We haven't seen him for just over a month, and his physical strength is so terrifying that he can crush even the best treasures with his bare hands."
"It seems that we can't slack off, otherwise we will be swept away by A Feng sooner or later."
"Xiao Feng, what have you experienced in the past month?"
Only Gu Qianqian feels sorry for Yang Feng, because she understands that any reward in the world is relative, and behind having the current combat power is inhuman torture and inhuman pain.
"Ha! Yang Feng gives it to you. Don't be arrogant or offend Yong Qi. Brother Yongsheng will not let you go."
Yang Feng took the brocade bag containing five hundred spirit stones and came to Gu Qianqian's side without even looking at him.
"Qianqian, Lu Tong, Hong Teng, let's go, the instructor is waiting for us to eat."
In Yang Feng's view, the threat from the other party was not as good as a meal cooked by Pan Xuan himself.
"Xiao Feng, so your mentor has been taking care of you during this time?"
"certainly……"
"snort!"
"No...hehe! Qianqian, I am devoted to you, and it's not like you don't know."
