Chapter 782

"Well? Monk, what do you mean by that? "

One side of the three quit face black very bottom of the pot, the other side is big teacher asked.

"Don't worry, young monk. Your martial arts talent is very good. If you go the right way, your strength will be greatly improved. So although talent is important, choosing the right way is even more important!"

Founder master slowly explained to the three commandments.

"Going the right way? Is it difficult for me to go the right way now? " San Jie's brow is locked and his face is even darker.

"I don't deserve to be taught. Master Fang Zheng, although I'm the martial arts leader of Xiaofeng, I've also taught him some killing skills and survival skills, but I'm not Xiaofeng ' Xiaofeng sent me surprises again and again, which I didn't expect! "

When master founder and Sanjiao quarrel endlessly, ye Nantian coughs and brings back the topic.

"Ah, master Fang Zheng, I think you should give up. If you think about it, you and my descendants are all right, but they can't compare with Chen Feng. But then again, looking at the martial arts history of China, how many martial arts talents can there be like Chen Feng? Let it be Ji Yun sighed and explained.

"Well, yes, let it be!"

Master Fang Zheng nodded. Wu Zhizhou, Ji Wudao, cangbo and others all know that although San Jie's martial arts talent is very high, there are still too many shortcomings compared with Chen Feng's martial arts evildoing.

"Your disciple is very good. He is younger than LAN and better than LAN. If he goes on like this, his future achievements will be limitless!"

Wu Zhizhou looks at Ye Nantian with expectation in his eyes.

"Well, there's no limit to the future. Even if this boy reaches that mysterious and unpredictable state in the future, I won't be surprised. On the contrary, it's expected!" Cang Bo couldn't help praising.

Although founder master and Ji Wudao didn't speak, they both nodded when cangbo's words came out.

"I'm very proud to be his elder martial brother. It's my chance!"

In his words, ye Nantian looks at Chen Feng, who has been widely watched, with a proud smile on his face.

On the Chinese side, everyone is very happy, but as the saying goes, some are happy and some are sad. On the other hand, Hong Tianba, the leader of Hongmen, takeno Miyamoto and Soro are all gloomy.

If the original determination to kill Chen Feng was shaken, then now they are determined to get rid of Chen Feng.

If Chen Feng is allowed to continue to grow, it will pose a fatal threat to their lives, even now they have felt the pressure.

On one side of the audience, Arthur sat with a pale face. At the moment, there was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

At the beginning, he was cut off by Chen Feng. Originally, he wanted to commit suicide, but Pope Zeus said that he could keep his martial arts, which made Arthur ignite the hope of life.

In the final martial arts championship, Arthur came here under pressure to see how Chen Feng was defeated and killed by Wu Kun.

But what he did not expect was that Chen Feng broke through the middle of Huajin. What's more, Chen Feng, who broke through the middle of Huajin, made an unprecedented leap in strength. He even hanged Wu Kun with overwhelming strength and finally killed Wu Kun and cut off the other side's head.

At this moment, Arthur's hope of revenge was extinguished like a candle. Now he did not dare to fight against Chen Feng. Their strength had been separated.

"Great, your majesty, secretary general, you see, I'm right. Chen Feng of China is sure to win!"

At the VIP table, the saint Tiffany, with a look of joy and joy, said to the Pope Zeus and Secretary General Modric that Chen Feng was more happy than Chen Feng when she looked like she had won.

"Yes, the saint has a good eye!"

Secretary General Modric responded with a wry smile.

As for the Pope Zeus, he was smiling and silent. His eyes were thoughtful and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Champion Chen Feng!"

"Chen Feng of China!"

The audience's excited voice still reverberated in the arena. At this time, the referee in black came to the center of the challenge arena and announced the result of the competition.

After the game, there will be a ceremony for the champion, but this ceremony can only be held after the game, so the referee can't wait and announced the result of the game immediately.

Until now, the world martial arts competition has been completely over. The winner of this competition is Chen Feng.

When the referee announced the end of the competition, two working members of the world martial arts organization came to the arena to pick up the pieces.

"Chen Feng, we need to deal with William's body. Please give me the head!"

A staff member came to Chen Feng and said.

"I'll take his head back to China!"Chen Feng looked at the staff member with deep eyes. Wu Kun's head is very meaningful.

"Well, I'll report it to them." The staff nodded.

Chen Feng hesitated a little and handed his head to the staff. He knew that this person was just an ordinary staff member and had no decision-making ability at all, so there was no need to waste words with him.

The field has been cleaned up almost, the host came to the field again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the game is over. Do you think it's good?"

As soon as the host's voice fell, he sent the microphone forward and made the action of listening.

"Good looking!"

"Is the game exciting?" The host continued.

"Very exciting!"

The audience responded truthfully.

"Well, then, let's welcome the president of the world martial arts organization, the Vatican Pope Zeus, to present the prize to the champion!" As soon as the host's voice fell, thunderous applause broke out.

Everyone's eyes were on the VIP seat. Under everyone's gaze, Pope Zeus slowly stood up and left the VIP seat.

There are also two staff members behind Pope Zeus, carrying trophies and genetic drugs.

"Young man, you are the best warrior I have ever seen. You are very good!"

When Pope Zeus came to Chen Feng, his eyes were full of joy, and his words revealed his appreciation for Chen Feng.

"This is your trophy, this is the gene medicine, and this is also the champion's prize. I believe you should understand the function of the gene medicine, and use it reasonably!"

Pope Zeus from the hands of the staff took two cups and gene medicine handed to Chen Feng, finally did not forget to tell Chen Feng a few words.

At this moment, the whole audience focused on the trophy in Chen Feng's hand, with a look of envy on the face of ordinary people, while the martial arts of the whole audience looked at the gene drug in Chen Feng's hand.