Chapter 59

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 59 fourth round!

Chen Feng smiled low: "martial uncle, don't worry, when Su Shaoyou used the talisman, I resisted most of it with the immovable Ming Wang Yin. Looking miserable, in fact, my hand is not very heavy. It's all skin trauma."

Han Cong was relieved.

Not long after returning to the residence, Han yu'er also came back, chirping excitedly.

Han yu'er also won.

The opponent was very strong, but Han yu'er ate Guyuan pill, and was already stable in the sixth weight the day after tomorrow. Coupled with the exquisite whip method, the newly obtained wujinteng whip was extremely tough, and stubbornly ground the opponent to death.

The wolf tooth stab on the whip stabbed his opponent all over with blood, which was terrible.

After the war, Chen Feng recuperated for three days.

Bedoro leaf golden Sutra is used for healing, and its effect is excellent. Three days later, he had completely recovered, his true Qi was full and powerful.

Of course, the price is that nearly a hundred pieces of spirit stone have been absorbed.

His current strength has increased to 11000 kilograms.

Not only that, after that bloody battle, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of the Ming King Bu Dong. Now he can increase the power of the king seal from 13000 Jin to 15000 Jin at the cost of consuming twice the true Qi of the normal King seal.

In the fourth round, only 40 disciples participated in the waizong Dabi.

There are still two rounds, and ten disciples can be determined!

These ten disciples can enter neizong!

In the fourth round, Chen Feng's opponent was a famous expert in the outer gate: Yang mubai.

After the referee announced the start, Yang mubai bowed his hands to Chen fenggong: "I listened to the feat of junior brother Chen three days ago, and I admire it very much."

"I, Yang mubai, was born in a poor family and in a humble position. Since I entered the sect, I have been bullied by people with big backgrounds and forces. I want to resist, but I dare not!"

"And you, younger martial brother Chen, did something I dare not do! I admire it very much! People like you should enter the inner sect and practice the supreme way! So..."

He jumped directly out of the challenge arena and smiled, "I admit defeat!"

Chen Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect Yang mubai to admit defeat directly.

He could see that Yang mubai was the master of the seven peaks after tomorrow, and he was definitely the number one among the disciples of the outside school. It's not that you don't have the strength to fight.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "elder martial brother Yang, you are a good man who is aboveboard."

On the stand, Han Cong stretched out his hand at Zhao Ruoxi and said with a smile, "brother Zhao, come on, bring the bet!"

Zhao Ruoxi was stupid. After a long time, he shouted angrily at Yang mubai: "you are not a disciple of Qianyuan sect. Did you surrender without fighting? Bah! Shame!"

But anyway, the stakes have to be given.

After Chen Feng left the court, Han Cong hurriedly pulled him aside and said with a smile, "feng'er, look what I got for you."

With that, he handed the sword over.

Chen Feng took it in his hand, looked at him suspiciously, and then pulled out his sword.

He immediately sighed, "good sword!"

The sword is two and a half feet long, which is the shorter one in the long sword. It is extremely sharp, like a pool of autumn water. When it shines in the sun, it seems that there are layers of complex and gorgeous flowers on the sword.

"This is the autumn water sword, which was originally the sword of an elder in our school. The elder passed the autumn water sword to Zhao Ruoxi before his death, and now I won it."

"I know you've been practicing swordsmanship recently. I'll give you this sword!"

Han Cong laughed.

Chen Feng nodded heavily, without thanking.

With his relationship with Han Cong, it doesn't need to be so.

The fifth round of the battle of 20 to 10 finally began.

The challenge arena has been reduced to ten.

Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching duel is Chen Feng's Duel in this arena!

The young man who broke into Dabi as a dark horse unexpectedly passed all the way and entered the fifth round. As long as he answers this game, he can become one of the top ten disciples of waizong!

Enjoy glory and rich resources.

After this round of fighting, waizong Dabi will end, and the ten most outstanding waizong disciples will have other arrangements.

The battle has not yet begun.

The grandstand was unexpectedly full of elders, at least dozens.

They were obviously divided into two groups. There were about a dozen people sitting next to Han Cong, all of whom had a good relationship with Yan Qingyu at the beginning, or had received Yan Qingyu's favor, and still thought of the old love.

The other 20 or so, all of whom have deep hatred for the original Yan Qingyu, came this time to hope that Chen Feng would be defeated quickly.

These people are led by Zhao Ruoxi.

"I don't know if Chen Feng can continue his legend this time! The biggest attraction this year is him!"

"The strength he shows now is only the seventh day after tomorrow, but I guess he must have concealed a lot. It is clear that he was able to shake the elder out with one palm three days ago!"

"Yes! It is estimated that his strength is the worst and the eighth peak after tomorrow! His disciples are so excellent that elder martial brother Yan quanxia knows, and he should be gratified."

Han Cong's elders said encouraging words.

Those elders next to him were unanimous in their disapproval of Chen Feng.