Chapter 1503： Phase 2, start!

"Iron Pot Gang, Jianfeng, ask for the blood sword 'Flying Blood' trick!"

As soon as the voice fell, a young figure had already appeared on the battlefield, it was Jianfeng.

In Jianfeng's hand, he was holding an iron pot.

"It's our Iron Pot Gang!" The members of the Iron Pot Gang were all refreshed.

It can be said that the Iron Pot Gang is not even a force at all! In the entire Chaos World, no matter who it is, as long as he picks up the iron pot and fights, he is a member of the Iron Pot Gang.

"Where is the nameless rat who dared to challenge me?" Fei Xue sneered disdainfully.

Jianfeng has followed Jian Lao all the year round, living in seclusion in Lanjie Peak, hardly walking in the endless chaos; therefore, although he is Jian Lao's grandson, no one knows him.

but…

No fame, does not mean that Jianfeng's strength is weak! As the grandson of Jian Lao, even if he is not spiritual enough in kendo, he is still a genius of "once in a hundred years"! —Although it is far inferior to Xu Ming, it is a lot stronger than Flying Blood.

"Humph!" Jianfeng snorted coldly, showing his true cultivation, "I, the first rank of the Xuanhuangjing, you just broke through the Xuanhuangjing! - With my cultivation, I should be qualified to challenge you!"

"Xu Ming didn't dare to fight, but you cats and dogs are jumping up and down!" The disdain on Fei Xue's face was even stronger, "In that case, I will teach you a lesson as you wish!"

"Brother Ming doesn't dare to fight?" Jian Feng sneered in his heart, but didn't say anything - you know, even his grandfather Jian Lao was just shot away by Xu Ming; what is the blood flying in front of him? ?

Jianfeng is of course very clear: Xu Ming is not afraid to fight, but simply disdains it!

However... Xu Ming disdains to fight, but Jianfeng wants to help Guoba Xu Ming to regain his reputation!

"To deal with you, Brother He Xiuming will do it himself!" Jianfeng said with a sneer, "I, the iron pot helping Jianfeng, is enough!"

boom!

Jianfeng didn't say more, and slapped Fei Xue directly. A seemingly ordinary pot, but directly blocked the space of the entire battlefield.

"Huh?" Fei Xue's face changed, and there was a serious look in his eyes - just as soon as he made a move, he could see that his opponent was not easy! Suddenly, Fei Xue didn't dare to be contemptuous.

"Kill!" Fei Xue's sword intent was extremely fierce and full of murderous aura.

In an instant, Jianfeng felt as if he was in an endless sea of ​​blood. A scarlet sword glow came straight from Jianfeng's head.

Jianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have some skills!"

The blood sword "Flying Blood", after all, is not a vain name, but still has some real skills.

"If I only use the pot, it's really hard to be his opponent!" Jianfeng secretly said.

However, Jianfeng remembered Brother Ming's teaching - the role of the pot is to overwhelm the opponent in momentum, not as a main battle weapon!

Therefore, Jianfeng directly blocked the scarlet sword light with the pot. At the same time, a sharp sword appeared in his other hand. Although Jianfeng lacked spirituality in kendo, it did not mean that his sword Law is weak! At least, compared to flying blood, it is only strong but not weak!

After all, Jianfeng's swordsmanship was taught by a veteran swordsman!

Bah!

At the same time that a pot blocked the blood sword, Jianfeng's sharp sword had turned into a strange poisonous snake, killing Fei Xue.

"What!?" Fei Xue was shocked—of course he could see that Jian Feng's sword skills were even stronger than his!

Suddenly, Feixue did not dare to attack recklessly, but withdrew the blood sword to resist Jianfeng's sword.

At this time, the pot in Jianfeng's hand was shot again!

"Damn!" Fei Xue was exhausted, so he had to resist the pot again.

call out! call out! call out! call out! …

On the Divine Phoenix arena, Jian Ying and Guo Ying smashed towards Fei Xue frantically. The murderous blood sword in Fei Xue's hand was beaten to the point that he couldn't lift his head at all.

However, Jianfeng was getting more and more excited as he fought.

"Spirituality!"

Suddenly, Jianfeng realized! —His swordsmanship lacks spirituality; however, when he has a pot and a sword in his hand, he suddenly feels the so-called spirituality!

"I've always felt that there is something missing in my swordsmanship!" Jianfeng suddenly realized, "It turns out... it's just a lack of a pot!"

The sword is the main battle weapon, and the pot is the auxiliary weapon—after the enlightenment, the attack power of Jianfeng soared in an instant!

This is bitter blood!

The strength of Fei Xue is not as good as Jian Feng! Now that Jianfeng's strength has soared, Flying Blood is naturally more difficult to resist!

boom!

After Yijian blasted the **** blood sword, Jianfeng's cauldron arrived.

Snapped!

Poor Fei Xue was shot directly out of the battlefield by a pot.

"what!?"

"what!?"

"what!?"

Everyone was shocked.

The members of the Iron Pot Gang were extremely excited, and all of them had glowing eyes.

"too strong!"

"It turns out that using a pot can really be very strong!"

Originally, the members of the Iron Pot Gang also had doubts about the actual combat role of the pot; after all, when they used the pot, they felt that the power was not strong, and they were not as invincible as Xu Ming.

But now, Jianfeng's "Sword Pot Matching" has pointed out a way for the members of the Iron Pot Gang - it turns out that this is the correct way to use the pot!

Pot, use it as an "off-hand weapon"!

Jianfeng stood proudly on the Divine Phoenix battle platform, looking down at Fei Xue below the battle platform, and said contemptuously, "Fei Xue, you remember—Brother Guo Ba Ming, it's not that he doesn't dare to fight, but he is disdainful of fighting with him. You fight! You can't even beat me, and you still want to challenge Brother Ming? Are you qualified?"

After Jianfeng finished speaking, he put the sword away, carried the iron pot, and was about to walk away.

At this time, the members of the Iron Pot Gang gathered around and looked at Jianfeng with admiration.

"Brother Hui", the core member of the Iron Pot Gang, even said, "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, do you know Brother Ming?"

Jianfeng proudly said: "Naturally know!"

"Brother Feng, please take us to pay homage to Brother Ming's style!" Brother Hui continued.

"Brother Ming's style, how can you see it when you see it?" Jian Feng said disdainfully, "The second stage of the Wanyu Genius Battle is about to begin! If you want to admire Brother Ming's style, go to the scene. Watch the battle!"

Brother Hui and other members of the Iron Pot Gang's eyes lit up—yes! The second stage of the Wanyu Genius Battle is about to start!

…

Twenty days later.

The second stage of the Wanyu Genius Battle has arrived as scheduled.

Hundreds of millions of super geniuses from the Hundred Thousand Domains, under the leadership of a bit domain master, went to the arena in the Holy Land of Origin.

"The real genius meat grinder!" Many great masters sighed silently.

After the second stage, the top geniuses in the 100,000 domain will be gone!

However, the big waves wash the sand, and the rest is real gold.

"Xu Ming!" Huang Guguang looked at Xu Ming angrily, and said, "In the second stage, top talents gathered, and most of them broke through to the Xuanhuang realm! You acted so arrogant in the first stage, in the second stage You will definitely be besieged!—The siege of the Xuanhuang Realm is different from the Chaos Realm! In the second stage, you will die!"

(End of this chapter)