Chapter 781： Wu Kun, die!

At this moment, Chen Feng was standing in the courtyard, mobilizing the breath in his body, and then blending the breath into all the blood vessels in his body. Chen Feng also did not leave behind but used his own ultimate move to break the sky.

Chen Feng wanted to use this trick to thoroughly understand his enemy, Wu Kun's life.

Chen Feng can be said to be the first person among the younger generation. This is no exaggeration. After all, Chen Feng's strength is well known, and Chen Feng is one of the few young men who can create martial arts moves by himself.

Regardless of any moves, even if they are powerful, if they learn from others, they are far from as powerful as the moves created by themselves, because the created moves need to be rectified in accordance with their own conditions, so they are extremely powerful.

Chen Feng used this technique to severely injure Arthur only in the early stage of Huajin. You must know that Arthur was a warrior in the middle stage of Huajin. He was very powerful. Even so, he could not stop Chen Feng's ultimate move.

Although Arthur was careless and there was a reason for it, it was enough to show that Chen Feng was strong.

At this moment, Chen Feng has already broken through to the middle of Huajin, and his strength has been different. This is the second time Chen Feng has used it after creating the world.

Wu Kun had already given up. This was his last hope. This was his strongest blow.

Chen Feng opened his posture and used Po Tian. The two immediately collided with each other. The breath of the two also collided, resulting in a strong storm that was stronger than the previous one.

But this time Wu Kun didn't hold it for long, his expression changed, his left arm was shattered by this powerful force, and his internal organs were originally injured and he was hit again at this moment.

Wu Kun's figure was blown out like a leaf in the violent wind for several feet, and then it slammed heavily on the ground.

The ground sank into a big hole. This time Wu Kun completely lost his combat effectiveness and could no longer stand.

"Is this battle going to end?"

Such an idea could not help but surfaced in the hearts of the audience.

Wu Kun was lying on the ground at the moment, the blood had already dyed his clothes red, and Wu Kun's body couldn't help trembling because of the heavy injury, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he had reached the end of the crossbow.

Even if Chen Feng didn't do it, Wu Kun couldn't survive.

Wu Kun was lying on the ground with a look of shock in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Impossible, how is this possible? He just broke through the middle stage of Huajin, how could he have such a powerful force!"

Everyone was silent at this moment, not only ordinary spectators, but even Pope Zeus, Wu Zhizhou, Secretary-General Modric and other powerful men in the VIP seat were silent at this moment. Chen Feng's combat effectiveness exceeded Their imagination.

At this moment Chen Feng moved, and Chen Feng walked towards Wu Kun step by step without expression.

"What kind of martial arts do you use? There must be no such martial arts in China. Where did you learn it?"

Seeing Chen Feng coming, Wu Kun couldn't help asking loudly.

"Hua Guo does not have such martial arts, because this is my own trick!"

Chen Feng's expressionless face replied faintly.

But such words fell in Wu Kun's ears, making Wu Kun even more unbelievable.

"Fart, it's impossible, you just broke through, how can you create your own martial arts, this is impossible!"

Wu Kun shouted hysterically, he didn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

"You can die!"

Chen Feng grabbed Wu Kun by the hair and directly led him up, the breath of the words melted into the palm of his hand, and then he slammed Wu Kun's neck.

Wu Kun's head was separated from his body, his body twitched a few times and fell to the ground, but Wu Kun's head was held by Chen Feng, and Wu Kun's eyes were shocked and unbelievable to death.

"Brother, the enemy is dead!"

Chen Feng held Wu Kun's head and looked at the sky with cold eyes.

William, that is, Wu Kun was dead at the moment, and Chen Feng had his head chopped off.

Chen Feng led Wu Kun's disclosure, his eyes still remaining the killing intent.

At this moment, Chen Feng's posture was tall and straight, his cold eyes dispersed, and any audience who stared at Chen Feng couldn't help being surprised.

At this moment, Chen Feng's face was completely remembered by everyone, and even the photographer from the World Martial Arts Organization quickly took the scene.

"Chen Feng!"

"Hua Guo Chen Feng!"

"Champion winner!"

After a short silence, there was deafening cheers from the stadium. They shouted Chen Feng's name, their voices trembled, showing that the audience was very excited.

The mood of everyone in the audience changed for Chen Feng alone, and the audience who had doubts about Chen Feng's strength also shouted loudly at this moment.

Chen Feng's performance completely refreshed everyone's cognition. At the beginning of the game, Chen Feng's performance was a bit unsatisfactory, but when he broke through the mid-term, no one thought of it.

And more importantly, after Chen Feng broke through the mid-phase of Huajin, Wu Kun, who was hit with absolute strength, did not have the power to fight back.

"Well, it's so enjoyable!"

Ji Yun couldn't help shouting in the crowd to vent his emotions. Perhaps because of being so excited, Ji Yun's eyes were a little moist.

San Jie was also very excited, stood up tremblingly, and said loudly: "You see what I said is right? I have said that Brother Chen Feng will win the game, you see, I am right. !"

As soon as the words of Three Commandments fell, Ji Yun's eyes looked contemptuous, as if they were saying: "When did you say such a thing!"

Only Tianying was silent at this moment. Chen Feng was also happy for Chen Feng to win the championship, but there was a bit of sorrow in his heart for some reason.

"Our distance is getting farther and farther, it seems that there is no chance to fight him in this life!"

Tianying sighed inwardly, Chen Feng's strength is far from what he can compare.

"It's incredible. In my opinion, Elder Wu’s evaluation of Chen Feng was too exaggerated, but now it seems that Elder Wu’s evaluation is still too conservative. This Chen Feng is simply too strong, beyond ordinary people’s. Know!"

Ji Wudao looked at Chen Feng on the ring and couldn't help but praise.

"Yes, even if I fight against Chen Feng now, I am not absolutely sure that I can beat him!" Master Cangbo also added.

The few people present here, Wu Zhizhou, Ji Wudao, Master Fang Zheng, and Cang Bo are the top powers in the Chinese martial arts circle.

You must know that not to mention the middle stage of Huajin, even the warriors in the later stage of Huajin are not necessarily the opponents of the few masters here.

But from this martial arts competition, Chen Feng's performance can be said to exceed their cognition, and Chen Feng cannot be compared with ordinary martial artists.

"Amitabha, it is really gratifying to have such a disciple, Master Ye, please also enlighten me on how to train such a disciple to such an outstanding level!"

Master Fang Zheng folded his hands together, lowered his posture, and seemed to be sincere in asking Ye Nantian for advice.

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