Why Force Me?
Zhao Feng squinted his eyes as he stared at Luo Zheng. "Fine, fine, fine, you bastard, you dare to reject me? You don't like people forcing you? Then I'd like to see what will happen if I force you! "
Boom!
Zhao Feng leapt into the air and his power seemed to tear through space. With a flash, he appeared in front of Luo Zheng and stretched out his palm.
"Thousand Illusion Palm!"
One by one, large hands materialized and slapped towards Luo Zheng. They were incomparably swift and violent, and their power was shocking.
The power of this palm was much stronger than the first time Zhao Feng used the Thousand Illusion Palm. This was the first time he had used his true strength.
Although they were both at the Film Forging Realm, his strength was twice as strong as Zhong Xiong's.
If Zhong Xiong's attack was like a river, then Zhao Feng's palm was like the ocean, causing waves to surge into the sky.
"This Zhao Feng isn't an idiot. Although he hasn't reached the Blood Tempering Realm, his offensive power is extremely strong!"
Luo Zheng, who was in the center of the berserk air currents, was forced back by the powerful force. He was startled.
Zhao Feng's family was very strong and he was also talented. He had already trained the Thousand Illusion Palm to a very high level and its power was indeed terrifying!
However, even in the face of Zhao Feng's ferocious attack, Luo Zheng swiftly calmed down. In the next instant, his body was like a flowing dragon as he shuttled through the surging waves of air.
"Do you think you can leave?"
Zhao Feng snickered as he extended his hand and grabbed at Luo Zheng's back.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
"The Little Lord is indeed worthy of being the son of the Abyss Suppressing Marquis. His talent is amazing!"
"This kind of strength is enough to dominate the Film Forging Realm!"
"To be able to be ranked 27th in the Giant Elephant Battalion, his strength is indeed extraordinary!"
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
A look of delight appeared on Zhong Xiong's face. His expression was ferocious as he instigated, "Young Duke, Luo Zheng, this lowly bastard, deserves to die ten thousand times over for his crimes. He should be hacked to pieces!"
"So the Little Lord's strength is only so-so."
Suddenly, Luo Zheng turned around and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
Sou!
As he spoke, the long sword in Luo Zheng's hand pierced out like lightning!
The extremely fast sword turned into a stream of light. Although it was silent, it seemed as if it could pierce through the heavens and earth!
"Lightning Pierce?"
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat and his expression changed dramatically. Then, a mocking expression appeared on his face. "You bastard, you actually cultivate a useless martial art like Lightning Pierce? How stupid … "
However, before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly. The violent airflow brought about by the Thousand Illusionary Palm Imprint had disappeared.
The entire hall fell into silence as everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.
The tip of Luo Zheng's sword was pressed tightly against Zhao Feng's throat. The sharp tip of the sword had already pierced through Zhao Feng's skin and blood flowed out.
Zhao Feng's entire body was trembling as fear appeared on his face. He was born into a noble family and had lived like a prince since childhood. When had he ever had a sword pressed against his throat like this?
"Aiya, Little Lord, I'm really sorry. You see, I already said that my temper isn't very good. Why did you have to force me? Now blood is flowing out. I'm really sorry. "
Luo Zheng had an apologetic expression as he mocked.
"Damn it! This bastard still dares to play with me! " Zhao Feng's face was pale as his hatred soared to the heavens. "Three days ago, he was still a piece of trash at the Bone Forging Realm who couldn't even take one of my palms! That's right, he must have received some great benefits in the training field, or else how could he beat me! "
Zhao Feng still couldn't believe that he couldn't even take one of Luo Zheng's swords. He couldn't even see the sword clearly and his little life was in Luo Zheng's hands.
"Quickly let go of the Little Lord. If you dare to harm a single hair on the Little Lord's head, it will be a great crime!"
Zhong Xiong shouted harshly.
"Then what should I do? I haven't just harmed a single hair on the Little Lord's head, I've injured at least a dozen. If that's the case, then I'm definitely going to die. If that's the case … "Luo Zheng stared at the fingernail-sized wound on Zhao Feng's throat and laughed coldly," Little Lord, it looks like I can only drag you down with me. "
As he spoke, the sword in his hand moved forward another inch.
The wound on Zhao Feng's throat instantly widened and blood flowed out like it didn't cost anything. Even his giant elephant robe was dyed red.
Zhao Feng really wanted to slap Zhong Xiong to death on the spot. If you don't know how to speak, then don't say it. Luo Zheng was obviously someone who wasn't afraid of anything. At this time, he still dared to threaten him.
"What do you want?"
Although he felt that Luo Zheng didn't have the guts to kill him, Zhao Feng didn't dare to gamble with his little life. He looked coldly at Luo Zheng and asked.
"I don't want anything. It's just that the Little Lord suddenly attacked me and scared me to death. I don't know when I'll be able to recover."
Luo Zhong squinted his eyes and smiled.
"There are still five Blood Nourishing Pills here. Take them and leave quickly!"
Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. He took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to Luo Zheng.
"I was scared out of my wits just now …" Luo Zheng put away the small porcelain bottle and looked at the leather bag on Zhong Xiong's back with a deep smile.
Zhong Xiong's expression changed and his body shrank back.
"Why aren't you bringing it over?" Zhao Feng's expression was cold. Zhong Xiong's body trembled and he took off the bag with a crying face and threw it at Luo Zheng's feet.
"Hehe, thank you very much."
Luo Zheng grinned and put the bag on his back. His eyes then fell on the small azure gourd tied to Zhao Feng's waist.
This small gourd was completely azure and it was covered in exquisite patterns. It was about the size of a fist and its small appearance was very pleasing.
"Don't push your luck!"
Seeing this, Zhao Feng's face turned green and he shouted angrily.
"Looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, this gourd is definitely not simple and is very important to him. After today's situation, if we meet again in the future, we will fight to the death. Since I have already offended him, this little bit won't make a difference. "
Luo Zheng calculated in his heart. In fact, he also wanted to kill Zhao Feng to prevent future troubles.
But Zhao Feng was the son of the Abyss Suppressing Marquis and his status was not simple. If he killed him, it would definitely implicate his family, so Luo Zheng could only temporarily suppress this thought.
But he would not let go of the azure gourd.
"Little Marquis, this time's harvest is delightful. I really have to thank you for taking care of me. We will meet again someday."
With this thought, Luo Zheng did not hesitate and fiercely kicked Zhao Feng in the stomach. His big hand grabbed the small gourd at Zhao Feng's waist and his figure flashed and disappeared from the hall.
"Damn Luo Zheng, you dare to steal my Qiankun Gourd. I will definitely make you die a horrible death!"
Zhao Feng was kicked and his body curled up like a shrimp. The pain was heart-wrenching and his face was hideous.
"This Luo Zheng really has guts. He actually dared to steal Zhao Feng's Qiankun Gourd. The Qiankun Gourd is a magical item that can only be created by a blacksmith master using the fragments of the Qiankun stars in the sky. Its size is the size of a fist and it can hold an item the size of a house. Its value is immeasurable! "
"Luo Zheng? Why do I find this name familiar … That's right, didn't they say a few days ago that there was a poor person from the Gray Wolf Battalion that defeated Zhou Qi? He seems to be called Luo Zheng! "
"So it's a poor disciple. He actually dared to mess with Zhao Feng to this extent. This is not called guts anymore, it's simply daring to the heavens!"
"Let's quickly leave. The Little Marquis' expression is a bit off. Don't take his anger out on us."
The few youths discussed in low voices as they tiptoed, wanting to leave.
"Today, I was only careless and was sneak attacked by that little bastard. I presume that none of you will spread this matter out?"
The few of them had not yet left when Zhao Feng's cold voice sounded out.
"Why do these words sound so familiar?"
The expressions of the few youths were strange. They all remembered that just a while ago, after Zhong Xiong was defeated by Luo Zheng, he also said the same thing.
However, at this time, Zhao Feng was already on the verge of exploding. Who dared to touch his bad luck?
The few of them all swore solemnly that they would not spread this matter out and then hurriedly left. Everyone knew that this was not a place to stay for long. Who knew if Zhao Feng would have the thought of killing them to silence them?
In a short while, the people in the hall had all left one by one. Only Zhao Feng, who had a cold expression, and Zhong Xiong, who had a dejected expression, were left behind.
In the Five Beast Testing Grounds, every level had a passageway. There were no ferocious puppet beasts and they could directly lead to the next level.
At this time, Luo Zheng had arrived at the hall on the second level. Although there was still half a day before the five day deadline, he did not plan to stay any longer. He decided to return to his residence and count his gains.
"This green gourd should be the Qiankun Gourd. From Zhao Feng's expression just now, it can be seen that there are many good things in the gourd."
Pinching the small gourd in his bosom, Luo Zheng's mood was very good.
The benefits he had obtained from entering the testing grounds had far exceeded his imagination. Not only had his cultivation increased to the Film Forging Realm, he had also obtained the Blue Fire Crystal, which was a material for forging a treasure sword.
The Heaven's Pass Record divided the various weapons in the world into mortal weapons, magical weapons, treasured weapons, immortal weapons, and other grades. Each grade was further divided into low, middle, and high grades.
Luo Zheng's Hundred Refinements Fine Steel Sword was a Low Grade Mortal Artifact. A Thousand Refinements Fine Steel Sword was a Middle Grade Mortal Artifact. A Ten Thousand Refinements Fine Steel Sword could be used to create a High Grade Mortal Artifact.
As for the Qiankun Gourd, it belonged to the magical weapon level and above. The grade was determined by the size of the space in the gourd.
"According to the Weapon Refining Record, the 81 Heaven's Pass Swords forged by the Spirit Sword Heavenly Lord were at least immortal weapons. If I want to restore all 81 swords to immortal weapons, I wonder how many treasures I would need?"
Luo Zheng could not help but secretly click his tongue when he thought of this.
"Luo Zheng, you have made me wait for a long time!"
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