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Zhao Feng wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth and fiercely glared at Qin Sheng, his eyes carrying dense hatred.

This time, being humiliated in public, Zhao Feng felt that he had been humiliated, and the one who started this was Qin Sheng who was not far away from him!

As he finished speaking, Zhao Feng's elemental energy surged crazily from his four limbs and bones to the tip of his finger. The extremely rich elemental energy actually emitted a cyan glow from the tip of his finger.

"Competing with others is infuriating. As expected of a disciple of a big clan."

"We lost at the starting line. Everyone else has already mastered high-grade human-step martial arts. In the future, the difference will only get bigger and bigger. "

Zhao Feng naturally heard the exclamations of the surrounding students as well. He had painstakingly cultivated this cyan finger for more than a year, and had only reached the initial stage.

Qin Sheng also set his gaze on the green fingertip that was emitting a bit of a sharp glint, but he did not look at the shocked gazes of the crowd, but instead, looked at them with even more disdain.

"cyan finger? This bit of sharpness can only be used to poke tofu. " Qin Sheng laughed coldly, he was not even the least bit afraid, he turned around and took the initiative to leap towards Zhao Feng.

Hearing that, Zhao Feng was so angry that he almost choked. Instead of getting angry, he laughed, stomped hard with both of his feet, and made two heavy sounds of impact, and then, like an arrow leaving the bow, he welcomed Qin Sheng.

"Die!" Zhao Feng laughed sinisterly. The cyan finger that was glowing with a cold, metallic light tore through the air and pointed towards Qin Sheng.

The might of a high-grade human-step martial art was indeed formidable, its speed was frighteningly fast. Even a practitioner of Tongquan wouldn't dare to block it head-on, and could only dodge the tip of the blade!

At this time, Qin Sheng had not activated his Primordial Meridian, his body had been tempered by the Fiendgod Body Refining, so just his physical strength alone was comparable to an Invigorated Meridian Realm martial artist.

Bang!

Qin Sheng reached out with one hand, and with no fancy movements, actually gripped Zhao Feng's neck with the other.

"Ugh …"

Zhao Feng's hand was as hard as black iron, causing him to be unable to breathe, and was almost suffocating.

The sudden change caused everyone present, including Mentor Leng Jun, to be astonished.

What was going on?

Didn't Zhao Feng use the cyan finger?

Why was Qin Sheng pinching his neck like a little chick instead?

Everyone was filled with questions and confusion.

"Crackle …"

Zhao Feng struggled with all he had, his cyan finger stabbing randomly into Qin Sheng's arm.

However, Qin Sheng's arm was as hard as black iron. No matter how sharp the cyan finger was, it could only leave behind a white scar on the surface of his skin.

"Bam!"

Qin Sheng casually smashed Zhao Feng to the ground, producing a dull thumping sound, and a bone cracking sound that would make people's teeth ache.

Zhao Feng was smashed until his nose was bruised and all the bones in his body were broken.

Qin Sheng stepped onto Zhao Feng with one leg.

"Put..." Let me go! " Zhao Feng struggled with all his might as he spat out blood.