C9 Second floor of the Weapons Pavilion

However, Old Mu did not pay any attention to him. He slightly shook his head and turned around to choose a weapon.

"Isn't that Mo Feng? He also came to choose a weapon? "

When the crowd saw Mo Feng walking in, they started discussing among themselves. There was a disdainful look on their faces, and even a little pleased with him. They went from being a genius to a trash, but they did not expect him to rise again.

Mo Feng skimmed over the various weapons on the arena alone.

After searching for a long time, Mo Feng finally picked up a battle axe with great difficulty. Ye Zichen shook his head in dissatisfaction. This weight didn't suit him and couldn't keep up with his leveling speed.

"You just condensed the Star Seal and you want to use a thousand jin axe?" Something's wrong with your head! " Seeing Mo Feng shake his head and put down his battle axe, the surrounding people all laughed, as they thought Mo Feng would only put it down if he couldn't use it.

Mo Feng looked at the trident beside him in the blink of an eye. He waved the trident around, which weighed 1200 kilograms, but unfortunately, his battle skills did not match, so he placed it back where he was before.

"Cough!" The crowd who were just laughing at him just now had their words cut off, their mouths agape as they watched Mo Feng brandishing his trident and putting it down.

"This trident weighs around 1200 jins! How did he pick it up!" The crowd was flustered. Recalling the mockery from a moment ago, their faces were burning.

Mo Feng turned his head and saw that everyone was looking at him as if they were looking at a ghost. He raised his eyebrows and ignored them, raising his head to look at the second floor.

Everyone returned to their senses and glared at him when they saw his actions.

"What is he doing? You want to go to the second floor? "

"Idiot, is he able to go up to the second floor?" One of them mocked, and everyone sneered disdainfully.

"The second floor is guarded by people at the 3rd level of the Star Seal. Look, this piece of trash is about to roll down like a dog!"

At the entrance of the second floor, a sturdy man stood there. Seeing Mo Feng coming up, he shouted with contempt in his eyes:

"Trash, you're not a place you should be. Get lost!"

"I'll come up and pick my weapon." Mo Feng said indifferently.

"You, a good-for-nothing, are qualified to pick a weapon? Scram!" The sturdy man shouted, with a sinister look, he kicked at Mo Feng!

Kick him down? Mo Feng's gaze turned cold as he slowly threw out a punch.

The stocky man laughed in disdain. He was at the third level of the Star Seal Realm, yet he dared to make a move against a piece of trash. He was courting death!

"He still dares to attack? I wonder how his guts came about."

The rest of the people below saw that Mo Feng still dared to counterattack the cold smile on his face, and they could already imagine the scene where Mo Feng would be kicked down from the stage.

Elder Mu opened his eyes and glanced at it, then he shook his head and closed his eyes to rest.

"Bam!"

"Crack!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The things that everyone expected did not happen. With a dull thud, the burly man's expression changed, and he screamed as he was sent flying!

Mo Feng wiped his fist, and a cold smile formed on his lips. The strength of third level of the Star Seal Realm was indeed not bad, but the soles of his feet were extremely weak places, daring to kick him, wasn't that courting death?

The people on the first floor were all dumbstruck when they saw the burly man fly out.

"Didn't he just condense a Star Seal? Isn't he a trash? How can you send a third level Star Seal flying! "

Old Mu opened his eyes and looked at Mo Feng with interest.

"Interesting little fellow."

No one stopped Mo Feng from reaching the second floor. In the blink of an eye, numerous gazes landed on him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that they were all familiar with each other. All of them were the young elites of the Mo family, and Mo Shuang was one of them.

Walking up to the burly man, the burly man stopped with a miserable scream while grabbing onto his feet. He looked at Mo Feng's body shake, and said with a ghastly pale face of fear:

"Mo Feng, didn't you just condense a Star Seal? How did you become so powerful? " That fist strike earlier was at least six Qilins of power. How could it have such terrifying power when it had just reached the Star Imprint Warriors level yesterday?

"You think that my cultivation was wasted before?" Mo Feng said coldly. He raised his foot and took a step forward. The sturdy man was so scared that his body trembled. At this moment, in his eyes, it was as if that arrogant genius had returned.

He turned around to pick his weapon. If no one stopped him, it would mean that he had the qualifications to enter the second floor.

"Trash, so powerful, so mighty!" At this moment, Mo Cheng walked up and said coldly.

Mo Feng glanced at him and ignored him. This kind of person was despicable, the more he talked, the more excited he got.

Mo Feng did not reply. Mo Cheng's face turned ugly and he turned to look at the people around him. He felt like he was brain-dead, and fury rose in his heart.

Mo Feng began to choose his weapon. The rows and rows of Stellar True Artifacts were all glowing with a faint light. They were all rare and good weapons.

As he walked onto the last fallen soldier's platform, he finally discovered a battle axe. This battle axe was 80 centimeters long and had two sides. The edge of the axe emitted a faint cold light, as if it couldn't wait to draw fresh blood!

Seeing that Mo Feng could not lift the axe at the start, Mo Cheng immediately sneered. The rest of the people also looked at him and sneered, their eyes and hands were lowered, a mere 1st level of the Star Seal Realm wanted to pick up the 3000 jin axe, what were they dreaming about!

"Mo Feng, you're just a piece of trash, you still want to?" Mo Cheng mocked, but halfway through his words, he suddenly choked as he saw Mo Feng slowly pick up the battle axe in his hands!

"How, how is this possible!"

The rest of the people's expressions changed greatly as disbelief flashed in their eyes. This was three thousand kilograms, the strength of six Qilins! How could Mo Xie, who had just reached the Star Imprint Warriors realm, lift it up?

Defeating that stocky man could only prove that he was experienced in battle and that his strength was not bad. However, he had just condensed his Star Seal yesterday, how could he possibly reach the power of six Qilins?

Mo Feng's face flushed red as he held the axe in his hand. An equivalent weapon's power was not something he could endure at the moment.

"I'll take this weapon!" However, the more heavy the axe was, the more he liked it, "Ye Zichen smiled.

Mo Cheng retracted his attention, his eyes were still filled with shock as he sneered:

"Trash, this battle axe costs 40 Star Stones, but a poor bastard like you, don't even dream about getting it!"

"Forty star stones?" Mo Feng frowned, he actually needed that many Star Stones. If it was before, forty Star Stones would not mean much to him, but now …

When he saw Mo Feng making things difficult for Mo Cheng, he immediately became happy. He even thought of himself as a genius from the past, but now, he couldn't even compare to him!

"Trash, you've learned a new battle skill?" Mo Cheng suddenly changed his tone and said.

"Bring it on!" Mo Cheng did not give Mo Feng a chance to reject him at all. He raised his hand, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me?" Mo Feng was overjoyed. Under the Heavenly Monarch's observation, Mo Cheng's suggestion of competing in combat skills was extremely laughable.