"Come in!"
The Poison King opened his mouth and sucked in the colorful poisonous smoke on the stage. Not only did his cheeks bulge, his stomach was also bulging exaggeratedly.
"Look at the stage."
After the poisonous smoke dispersed, the audience quickly looked at the situation on the stage. They realized that the benevolent Du Feng was still standing there with his hands behind his back. His clothes were as white as snow and his long hair was fluttering in the wind. He didn't even take out his sword. Looking at the Poison King, he looked like a big toad, his cheeks and stomach were bulging.
"Look at the Poison King's new move. It doesn't look like a Hundred Poison Centipede, it looks more like a toad."
"Yeah, I also think it looks like a toad."
The audience was confused. The information clearly showed that the Poison King's beast was a Hundred Poison Centipede, why did he look like a toad now?
Du Feng saw the Poison King's expression and felt that it was interesting. He was not in a hurry to attack. If he got closer and exploded like a ball, it would be troublesome.
"Ten Thousand Arrows!"
After the Poison King sucked in enough poisonous gas, he opened his mouth and spat it out. Small poisonous arrows the length of a finger were shot out in large numbers. This was the first time he used a physical attack other than poisonous gas on Lan Luosheng's stage. It seemed that everyone had underestimated him.
Physical attacks were different from poisonous gas. If the opponent was immune to poison, the poisonous gas would be useless. However, even if the opponent was immune to poison, they would not be able to withstand the destructive power of the arrows. The Poison King's mouth was like a repeating crossbow, shooting out poisonous arrows rapidly.
"Don't be nervous!"
Xiao Qianqian wanted to ask for Su Mei's opinion again. This time, before she could ask, Su Mei patted her thigh, telling her not to be nervous and to watch the show.
"This move is really bad. If it's me, I can turn into dust to dodge the poisonous arrows. He definitely won't be able to hit me."
Feng Lei Zi boasted confidently to Bi Yun when he saw the Poison King's attack.
"If it's me, I can turn into a cloud and make him think twice."
Hearing Bi Yun's words, even Feng Lei Zi couldn't help but admire his friend's thick skin. Turn into a cloud, why not just turn into a gust of wind and blow him away? There was limited space to move around in the arena, and the situation could change in an instant. Tactics that could only be talked out were not effective.
"Let's see what brother Du will do."
As he said that, he saw that Du Feng had already moved. To be precise, he had only moved one leg. He was still standing in the same place, his upper body straight, maintaining his elegant posture, only lifting his right leg. Then, his right leg suddenly turned into an afterimage, and he quickly kicked at the poisonous arrows. It felt like a venomous snake catching a flying insect by the stream.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The poison arrow returned the way it came, and its speed was even faster than before. Not only was Du Feng's leg strength astonishing, but there was also the Gale Boots' new Damage Reflect ability. This Myriad Arrows Volley had no effect on him at all.
Oh no! The Poison King had never thought that his poison arrow would come back. Shouldn't it explode when it hit its target? What a strange day. Although he had shot the poison arrow himself, he was still afraid of being hit. In a hurry, he rolled on the ground and staggered to avoid the arrow. He was as embarrassed as a stray dog, which made the audience burst into laughter.
"I'm so angry. Centipede Legs!"
The Poison King had planned to use his poisonous smoke and poisonous arrows to fight all the way to the championship in Lan Luosheng. Today was his third life-and-death fight, and his opponent was at the fourth level of the Grand Power Realm. He thought that he had benefited from it, but he didn't expect that the benevolent man would be so difficult to deal with. He had to use his unique skill.
As he transformed, dark green centipede legs began to grow on the side of his body. It was disgusting to think that a normal person suddenly had hundreds of slender centipede legs.
"Oh … I'm so disgusted. I should have bet on the benevolent man."
A well-dressed lady couldn't stand it anymore. She came here to watch the competition and entertain herself, so she followed everyone's opinion and bet on the Poison King. She didn't expect that the Poison King's transformation was so disgusting.
Before the audience could finish complaining, they saw an even more disgusting scene. The Poison King stretched out his hand and pulled out one of his centipede legs. There was a wound after it was pulled out, and a yellow-green sticky liquid kept oozing out.
"Benevolent man, kill him."
"Yes, yes, kill the Poison King, or we will all be disgusted to death."
"Damn it, I won't bet on the Poison King next time. What the hell is this?"
The male audience finally couldn't stand it anymore. It was understandable that the Poison King used poisonous smoke, poisonous arrows, and even beast transformation, but why did he hurt himself? What the hell was wrong with him?
"Did you hear the audience's voice? For example, if you admit defeat, I don't want to kill you."
Du Feng raised his left eyebrow and said to the Poison King with a smile.
"It's not certain who will win. Don't be too happy."
The Poison King had already seen that the benevolent Du Feng was not afraid of poison and was very fast. Therefore, he adjusted his strategy. He pulled out a centipede leg and turned it into a poisonous spear in his hand. With the power of the spear, it was impossible to be kicked back.
"Deadly Poisonous Spear!"
The Poison King stretched his body and then suddenly shrunk. Using the strength of his shrinking back, he threw the spear in his hand. After that, he curled himself into a ball. He was like a real centipede that was curled up. All the centipede legs were placed in a strange angle, covering his whole body.
What did he mean? Was he scared by his ultimate move? The audience thought it was ridiculous seeing the Poison King's performance. There was indeed a warrior who bragged that even he was scared of his own skills. But it was just a poisonous spear. It was not a big bang. Did he need to curl up?
It was powerful! Du Feng's pupils shrank. He immediately felt that the poisonous spear was very powerful. If he took it head-on, he would be injured even if he didn't get stabbed. This thing must be easy to explode. Otherwise, why would the Poison King cover himself with a centipede leg?
A bamboo stick and straw shoes are lighter than a horse, a coat of misty rain allows one to live a peaceful life.
The air suddenly became moist. Even the speed of the poisonous spear seemed to slow down at that moment. Du Feng stepped lightly as if he was dancing. He looked like he was stepping on a lotus leaf. It was so gentle and graceful. This was the Misty Rain movement technique he had used when he fought Warsky.
"I'm so angry. I should have bet on the benevolent. This is so interesting."
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