Chapter 639： Be challenged

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Among those who like Fairy Nan Sheng, there are not only outer disciples, but even inner disciples, so this time Wang Feng can be regarded as touching some people's imprisonment, naturally someone will come to deal with him.

"What? Do you still want to fight me?" Looking at this person who laughed at him, Wang Feng's breath was released, and the person was shocked to retreat.

In the past two months, Wang Feng's fame was spread, but there was a lot of rumors about his combat power, and it could even be said that it was an erroneous rumor about how powerful he was.

So now many people are jealous of him, although they have not really done it, they already have three-point fear in their hearts.

"Mo Dao is here." At this moment, an exclamation sounded, and under the embrace of several people, a young man came to Wang Feng.

His aura is very strong, and he has reached the late stage of entering the Dao realm. It is rumored that he is the student who has the most opportunity to evolve into the spiritual realm in recent years.

Under the aura of genius, he walked very aggressively. In his eyes, Wang Feng saw only one meaning, that is, defiance.

"Are you the one who was kissed by Fairy Nansheng?" He asked coldly when he came to Wang Feng.

"So what? So what?"

"As long as you are willing to admit it, Fairy Nan Sheng is not something a stupid like you can get involved. If you have the ability, just follow me in the ring. I will defeat you with one hand." His tone was very arrogant, and Wang Feng shouted in his heart. : What is it?

The realm was one level higher than his own, and he even said such things, and he didn't blush, but he still agreed to think of the fixation technique and the Dragon Abyss sword he had only learned.

"Okay, but one thing I want to declare in advance, what if you move both hands?"

"If I move my second hand, I will break my arm." His tone was very conceited, as if he had already decided that Wang Shengsheng had lost.

"What do I want your hand to do, I think it's good, if you move your second hand, then just lose 100,000 contribution points to me."

Wow!

Hearing what Wang Feng said, there was an uproar around him. Obviously, he didn't expect Wang Feng's appetite to be so big, he really dared to speak up with one hundred thousand contribution points.

It’s not bad for an average entry-level student to have a contribution point of 10,000, even if it is a little richer, it is only 50,000 to 60,000, or one hundred thousand contribution points. Isn’t this just nonsense?

"Are you really stupid of me?" Mo Dao's voice was very cold, making Wang Feng secretly praised in his heart. It seemed that he was not stupid enough.

"I don't know if you are stupid. I only know that you are coming to challenge me now. You are higher than me. Don't you think you can't beat me with one hand? Are you afraid of me?"

"You..." Wang Feng's words are obviously irritating. If you don't agree to Wang Feng, it means that he is afraid of Wang Feng. So even if Mo Dao doesn't want to make such a heavy contract, he can only grit his teeth and promise: "Okay. , If you can let me move my second hand, I will lose your 100,000 contribution points, but if you lose, you'd better quit the Longevity Academy automatically for me, I don't want to see you again in the future."

"It's really happy. If so, let's go. I really want to see the pain when you take out the contribution points." Wang Feng smiled, making many students look weird.

I have seen someone who is not dead, and I have never seen someone like Wang Feng, who promised to challenge even if he knew that his strength was not as good as that of a person. Terrible.

The quality gap is not so easy to make up.

Moreover, Mo Dao is not a good man and believer. Many people know that he is cruel to do things. Many people who worked with him have suffered from lifelong ills. Either his strength cannot be improved or he has withdrawn from the Longevity Academy.

Now that Wang Feng wants to blackmail him, what will happen to him can be imagined.

The ring of the Changsheng Academy is located in the center of the Academy. The reason why it was chosen here is that it is convenient for many students to observe the battle.

Wang Feng's various deeds have long been spread throughout the Changsheng Academy, so it was heard that someone was coming to challenge him now, and immediately many people rushed to this ring.

They were very happy to watch Wang Feng make a fool of himself.

Many people have a deep admiration for Fairy Nansheng. Now that Wang Feng is ahead of them, how can they be convinced?

So the best way is for him to be beaten to the ground, so as to see what face he has to **** Nansheng Fairy from them.

"You are very good, so many people come to see you fight." Mo Dao said, but his tone was sarcasm.

What he meant was that many people wanted to see Wang Feng making a fool of himself, and he would definitely be the one who won.

"Many people explain that my influence is not small. Unlike you, they don't pay attention to you." Wang Feng retorted, his face turned blue with anger.

"Don't take advantage of your tongue in front of me. You will understand how big the gap between you and me is when I fight you so hard that you can take care of yourself." Mo Dao yelled, his momentum surged.

His breath is very strong, and it is estimated that he has been promoted to the late stage of the Dao Realm for a long time. Although Wang Feng said he was not afraid of him, his complexion had gradually become solemn.

This was different from the old man he defeated in the Giant Spirit City last time. That man was just an ordinary monk, and Wang Feng was able to kill him because of luck.

But now this is a genius of the Longevity Academy. There is a huge gap between genius and ordinary monks. He can leapfrog and kill people, which doesn't mean that others can't.

So this is bound to be an uphill battle, and he has to fight twelve points to deal with this battle.

"According to the regulations, I will give you an arm. If you can make me a second arm, even if you win, I will not bully the weak. Now I will let you make three moves." Mo Dao said, his tone was very arrogant.

However, he does have such conceited confidence, because his realm is one level higher than Wang Feng, he doesn't want to fall into the name of bullying his junior, even now many people are cursing him secretly...

"You are so confident?" Wang Feng showed a smile on his face, and Mo Dao couldn't help but sneer: "What are you crap, for Fairy Nan Sheng, don't say let you three tricks, even if you ask you ten tricks, you are not My opponent."

"You don't need ten strokes, you will be defeated within five strokes!" Wang Feng's face showed sarcasm, and then he directly started the fixation technique.

The reason why he agreed to this battle was to test the power of the Dragon Abyss Sword, and also to try this fixation technique.

Although his realm is lower than that of the opponent, once the fixation technique is used, his instinctive movement is still stiff.

And in this moment of opportunity, Wang Feng's had already attacked with the Long Yuan sword in his hand.

Puff!

Long Yuanjian just cut his body, and the blood of Mo Dao burst out of his chest, which was unimaginable sharp.

Seeing this scene, not only Mo Dao's eyes widened, even the students who were watching were unclear. Therefore, they couldn't imagine that Mo Dao, who was stronger than Wang Feng, was almost killed in the blink of an eye.

Looking up, Wang Feng could see Mo Dao was wearing a close-fitting golden armor. It was precisely because of this armor that Wang Feng's sword could not kill him all at once.

The power of the Longyuan Sword has long been different, but the opponent's battle armor can actually carry most of the damage, which shows that this battle armor is a priceless treasure.

It's just that the opponent's battle armor has been damaged at this moment no matter how valuable it is.

Looking down at the wound on his chest, Mo Dao only felt whether he was dreaming, just a sword broke his armor and left a wound on his body.

But the painful sensation was constantly stimulating his mind and told him that all of this was real, not a dream.

"You said let me three strokes, now it's just the first one." Wang Feng said silently, and then the second sword continued to draw up.

It was still the broken gap, Wang Feng's Long Yuan sword penetrated a large part once again, and a burst of bright red blood shot out from his chest, splashing Wang Feng all over.

It's not that I don't want to resist, but the fixation technique is constantly affecting him at this moment, so that he can't do it if he wants to resist.

Even at this moment, he still kept unbelievable in his heart, a person with a lower realm than himself actually hurt himself badly?

He just boasted about going to Haikou, and never thought that the iron-clad facts were already in front of him, and he was almost killed.

He has always been called a genius, and even he is still the group of people in the academy who has the most chance of being promoted to the spiritual realm, but now his glory is ruthlessly crushed by Wang Feng, and he cannot accept it.

The halo of genius was broken, and the rest was boundless anger.

"There is another trick." Wang Feng said, Long Yuanjian still stabs towards the same place.

Only this time he felt a sharp sting in his head before his Long Yuan sword stabbed up, and the sword in his hand almost fell.

"what!"

Mo Dao's mouth made a roar like a beast. At this moment, the holding technique was forcibly broken by the opponent, causing Wang Feng to suffer a strong backlash.

"Today you must die!"

Mo Dao's mouth made a sound that was not human-like, and then he directly displayed a powerful magical power regardless of the wound on his chest.

"Juemai Hand!"

His breath was terrifying at this moment. As for what he had promised before using only one hand, the promise had already been broken. At this moment, he had both hands together, and his only goal was to kill Wang Feng.

Kill the ant that hurt him!

The hand of Juemai is very insidious, and it is a handprint that can destroy the meridian of his opponent. He used this terrible handprint to destroy the future of more than a dozen monks.

"Smashing Star Fist!"

Seeing Wang Feng's storm, Wang Feng didn't even conceal the slightest bit of pinch, and directly used his best Broken Star Fist.

One punch is three punches superimposed, he has no time to think about other things.

Although his head hurts and his eyes are splitting, he is a person who has even experienced death. At this moment, he is still strong in combat, and he has a kind of force that can beat the world.

An insidious force penetrated his meridians along his arm. At this moment, Wang Feng only felt that his arm had fallen into a pan of oil. These insidious forces were rapidly destroying his meridians.

But before Wang Feng could do anything, the glass green lotus tree in his dantian seemed to have been resurrected, emitting a rich green light.

The sinister power was all annihilated by the green light, and it could not hurt Wang Feng at all.

This discovery surprised Wang Feng Can this glass green lotus tree automatically protect its lord?

"Die to me!"

Seeing that Wang Feng seemed okay, Mo Dao rushed up again with red eyes.

At this moment, a phantom appeared behind him. The phantom was at least ten feet tall, as tall as a devil.

The terrifying coercion diffused from the dark shadow, making many people watching the battle change their faces.

"This is the reincarnation of the magical powers of the Mo Dao clan. It is rumored that it was revived when the blood of the Mo Dao awakened." Someone spoke in a low voice, very jealous of the weird blood magic.

There are many powerful families in the heavens that have the power of blood. This is something inherited from their ancestors who reached a terrible state. The power of blood may contain some of the magical powers of the ancestors and the descendants of Fuze.

Mo Dao was very lucky. He awakened his blood and got the ancestor's reincarnation Dao. With this weird magical power, many monks who entered the later stage of Dao stage were not his opponents.

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