Wu Zhenglong stimulated his whole body's spiritual power, and fully opened his seventh-grade fire attribute spiritual veins. He released astonishing hot fire spiritual power all over his body, and his aura surged.
At this moment, Han Feng was also running the Chihuan Hegemon Body Art, and his qi and blood were circulating, instantly penetrating 108 acupoints all over his body.
The whole body immediately turned into something as crystal clear as blood jade, releasing a powerful and violent aura!
The two men's eyes met and they took action again.
This collision was extremely intense.
As the young master of the Wu family, Wu Zhenglong's cultivation reached the Seven-Star Brilliance level. Compared to Murong Henglai, his cultivation was weaker.
However, Wu Zhenglong has a solid foundation, a strong foundation, and his argumentative power is stronger than Murong Heng.
He has mastered a variety of martial arts. With the support of powerful fire spirit power, he has all kinds of moves at his fingertips, and he attacks Han Feng like a wild bomb!
In comparison, Han Feng's counterattack was much simpler.
The Red Jade Hegemonic Body Art is running, and Han Feng in the blood jade realm has a body that is stronger than steel and is extremely powerful.
Facing Wu Zhenglong's dazzling offensive, he directly faced it head-on.
With one force, he defeated ten guilds and forcibly cracked all the opponent's martial arts skills.
The huge commotion caused by the battle between the two attracted the attention of the entire martial arts arena.
Even the competitions on the other four arenas were almost ignored.
"This guy has become stronger!"
At this moment, Han Chen was watching the battle between Han Feng and Wu Zhenglong beside the Fire Character Arena.
His face couldn't help but change, and his eyes showed shock.
Wang Xuan, Wu Yufeng, Qin Yan, Han Lin and others... also looked sideways, showing surprise.
Seeing the two sides in the ring, like needles facing each other, they fought fiercely for more than ten times without distinction.
Wu Zhenglong saw the flames of war raging in his eyes and couldn't help shouting.
"Happy! So happy!
Han Feng, when you and I meet our opponents, we should use our strongest methods to determine the winner! "
"I think so too!"
Han Feng's blood boiled in his body, and his fighting spirit was also high at this moment.
The two collided again and flew away.
Han Feng held the Stormrage King gun, and Wu Zhenglong held the red sword.
The two men each armed their weapons and rushed towards each other quickly.
Han Feng's spear swept away with force, and Wu Zhenglong's broadsword slashed across.
Fight with swords and guns!
"clang……!"
A metal collision that shattered the eardrums resounded, shaking both of their arms.
Han Feng held his spear in front and refused to take a step back.
But Wu Zhenglong's burly body couldn't help but take half a step back, the sword in his hand trembling and buzzing.
"hiss……!"
Wu Zhenglong couldn't help but gasped, staring at the spear in Han Feng's hand, filled with surprise and confusion.
The broadsword in his hand weighs more than a hundred kilograms, which is considered an extremely heavy and powerful type of weapon.
Just now, he had a blow with Han Feng, but he felt that the opponent's spear was probably several times heavier than his own sword.
Han Feng used this extremely heavy spear to unleash his power perfectly, which actually made Wu Zhenglong feel quite oppressed.
“I haven’t experienced this feeling for a long time!”
Wu Zhenglong narrowed his eyes, and a ray of red light burst out in his eyes.
Using his spiritual power to the extreme, the red sword in his hand glowed brightly, and he attacked Han Feng again.
His sword skills are similar to Han Feng's spear skills. They don't have much skill, and they take the fierce route of opening and closing.
Invincible, kill everything!
The battle between these two people is like "a tiger going up the mountain meets a tiger coming down the mountain, a dragon in the cloud meets a dragon in the mist."
The gun's handle collapsed, and the knife split the gun's body!
Sparks burst out all the way, strong winds roared, and even the hard arena floor was riddled with ravines and rocks flying under the sharp edges of swords and spears.
The more the two sides fought, the more courageous they became, and their momentum became higher and higher, charging all the way up until they reached a certain peak.
The two men let out loud shouts at the same time, and Han Feng thrust forward like a dragon coming out of its cave.
Wu Zhenglong also swung his sword, wrapped in a dazzling red light, and charged forward with the blade!
The momentum of the two people gathered at one point and collided in the air.
"Zheng...!"
There was a scream, silence fell, and the two bodies trembled at the same time.
In the end, Wu Zhenglong's arms shook violently and his body slipped backwards, retreating several feet away.
"Um……!"
Wu Zhenglong's expression changed slightly as he steadied himself with a muffled groan.
The two of them were fighting fiercely, and when their respective momentum reached its peak, he was actually at a disadvantage.
Opposite Han Feng stood with a gun, his momentum still rising.
Wu Zhenglong knew in his heart that if he could not turn defeat into victory with one blow, he would definitely lose this battle!
Thinking about this, Wu Zhenglong said loudly.
"Han Feng, if you can catch my sword, I will lose."
Immediately, he held the handle of the knife behind his back with both hands, making a "drawing out the knife from the sheath" gesture.
A steady stream of fire spiritual power poured into the blade.
Red light surged from the surface of the broadsword, like rolling flames, and a terrifying aura rose sharply!
Feeling the powerful aura in the opponent's blade, Han Feng, whose aura had reached its peak at this moment, was not afraid at all.
The spiritual power and blood in the body boiled at the same time, running according to some mysterious path, and gathered in the Stormrage Overlord Gun.
The gun body instantly burst into blood and buzzed loudly!
At this moment, Wu Zhenglong took the lead and shouted loudly.
"Raging flames to kill!"
With a loud shout, Wu Zhenglong rushed forward and drew his sword with both hands.
The sword suddenly appeared, like a red fire dragon, roaring towards Han Feng!
Facing the blazing waves, Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he spun the Overlord Spear in his hand, and the dark golden spear tip suddenly thrust out!
"The Blood Fiend Soul-Destroying Spear - Hunyuan Style!"
The Overlord Spear's bloody light shot into the sky, and several bloody gun shadows shot out of the air, colliding with the fire dragon transformed from Wu Zhenglong's blade!
"boom……!"
In the center of the ring, a ball of dazzling light, accompanied by a powerful shock wave, made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes and see.
Wait until the violent roaring disappears and the strong wind gradually stops.
A circular pit with a diameter of about ten feet and a depth of more than a foot has appeared on the ring, filled with smoke and dust.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, everyone finally saw clearly what was going on in the ring.
At this moment, Han Feng and Wu Zhenglong were only three steps apart.
Han Feng held the spear vertically in his hand, inserted it into the ground beside him, and stood upright.
Wu Zhenglong was holding a big knife, and the blade had penetrated Han Feng's left shoulder, half an inch into his flesh, and blood was dripping down the long knife!
When everyone saw this, they were stunned for a moment, and then started talking.
"The young master of the Wu family won!"
"As expected, Mr. Wu is one of the leaders of the younger generation in Bailong County.
Although Han Feng is powerful, he lacks the foundation to fight against Mr. Wu. "
"Hey... Han Feng is proud enough to be able to push Mr. Wu to such an extent!"
…
The crowd was chatting endlessly, some felt sorry for Han Feng, and some were teasing and ridiculing...
However, whether it is Murong Jin and the other three people in the spectator seats, or the geniuses of Bailong County on the martial arts field.
The people looking at the ring at this moment were a little surprised and uncertain, and at the same time they remained silent.
"This guy……!"
Wu Yufengyu clenched her hands into fists, her eyes slightly narrowed in disbelief.
Immediately, under the astonished gaze of everyone.
Wu Zhenglong slowly sheathed the knife, but looked at Han Feng with a complicated expression, and a wry smile on his face.
"You win, I surrender!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring.
"Hey... look!"
Everyone who was confused was shocked to realize that there was a little bit of red in Wu Zhenglong's throat.
It was a very shallow wound, almost undetectable unless you looked carefully.
Wu Zhenglong took two steps and suddenly looked back at Han Fengdao.
"You are strong, but I am not the strongest here, and you may not be able to defeat my sister-in-law.
Of course, you are a worthy opponent! "
Han Feng was slightly startled and nodded.
"Thanks for reminding me, I will do my best."
