How is this possible? The contestants below the stage all stared with wide eyes. They didn't even see Blood Crow make a move. How did he kill his opponent? Du Feng also narrowed his eyes and quickly thought about the battle just now. Contestant 97 was just about to draw his sword when Number 73 said the word "die". Neither of them moved. However, during this time, there seemed to be an undetectable ray of light flashing by.
"Are you confident? Do you want to forfeit?"
Elder Tang was worried that Du Feng would die in the arena in the next round. It wasn't easy to get such a good disciple. He couldn't die just like that before he could train him.
"I'm very interested in the prize."
Du Feng shrugged and turned his head with a smile. He walked towards the arena and happened to see Yuwen Qingjin being carried over. His luck wasn't bad. Although he lost the match, at least he didn't lose his life. As expected, there were no weaklings in the top hundred. One couldn't always rely on luck to win.
"Sigh!"
Elder Tang sighed. None of the youngsters nowadays listened to advice. Just let him be.
"Uncle, that kid went up. I was afraid he wouldn't dare."
Seeing Du Feng walk towards the arena, the freckles on Wang Guicai's face bloomed with joy. Blood Crow's performance just now was too dazzling. He was really afraid that Du Feng would forfeit.
"Arrogant fool. I'll let him know how the word" die "is written in a moment."
Wang Chun was very confident in Blood Crow's ability. Contestant 97, who was just killed, also came from the third-rank empire Blue Dragon Nation. His skill level was even higher than Chilhart's. Judging from Du Feng's battle with Chilhart, his combat ability wasn't much weaker than Contestant 97's. Blood Crow could kill contestant 97 with just the word "die". Killing Du Feng should be a piece of cake.
Where did this Blood Crow come from? He looked pretty strong. Zhao Tianlei looked at the eccentric Blood Crow and had a very bad impression of him. He didn't even dare to show his face. He definitely wasn't a good person. Our Brother Feng is the best. He even gave me a wave of benefits just now. Tsk tsk tsk … Yin Cuicui's thighs are really white.
"Hao 'er, you have to watch this match carefully."
The White Tiger Hall's Hall Master sat in the elder's seating area, while the Thirteenth Prince, Du Hao, sat beside him. As a disciple, he did not have the qualifications to sit in the elder seats. However, the direct disciples were an exception. Their closeness with their master was close to that of a father and son in the general sense. In fact, it was even closer than the relationship between some fathers and sons.
"Master, is that Blood Crow very powerful?"
Du Hao had also seen the battle just now and knew that the Blood Crows were very fast. Number 97 was a strength-type player, but he lost because of his slow body. With his Lightning Tiger's abilities, he wouldn't fall for it so easily.
"Don't underestimate your opponent. That Death Mantra isn't just about speed. Watch closely."
Although the White Tiger Hall's Hall Chief was arrogant, he was indeed a powerful fellow. Outer Sect Elders like Elder Tang and Wang Chun were only superior to Blood Crow in Cultivation due to their age, but their attainments in Martial Arts were obviously not high enough. However, the White Tiger Hall Chief was different. He could see the problem at a glance.
Death Mantra sounded quite powerful. Du Hao secretly memorized the name of Blood Crow's combat skill. He turned around to look at the arena and saw Du Feng arrive.
"I love eating brats with Transcendent Beasts the most."
Blood Crow stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. The sound of a broken wooden board rubbing against the floor made Du Feng feel disgusted. What the hell, did he like to eat people?
"Really? It's still uncertain who will eat who."
As he got closer, the [Viridescent Flower Egg] in Du Feng's body reacted even more. This meant that Blood Crow's beast was definitely not simple. If it wasn't for the fact that everyone was watching from the arena, he really wanted to swallow a few beasts to nourish himself.
"Sister Mansha, seventh brother will definitely be able to do it, right?"
Du Yu 'er grabbed Murong Mansha's hand tightly. She was so nervous that her face turned pale.
"Don't worry, his ability is definitely greater than you think."
Murong Mansha wasn't so worried, because she knew a little about Du Feng's secrets. Her Xiao Ming Ruler Art was taught by this cousin, so he definitely had more secrets that he hadn't discovered yet.
"Die!"
Death Mantra, Word Execution. When the word "die" was uttered, it seemed to determine the opponent's death. With only one word, a transparent line shot out from Blood Crow's mouth. It was very, very thin, and its speed was so fast that it was difficult for the human eye to see. The Incantation of Death was really used to kill with words.
"Burn!"
Du Feng also only said one word and punched with his right fist. The wind from his fist was actually wrapped in flames, like a small fire dragon revolving around his hand. What happened next surprised everyone. He didn't die, but stood there properly. The fire reflected on his face, making him look even more handsome.
"Seventh brother is so powerful. What happened just now?"
Number 97, who was so strong, was killed by Blood Crow with one word, but Du Feng also used one word to break his opponent's Death Mantra. Could it be that he also had Word Execution?
Small fire dragon from Flame Dragon Fist, Invisible Ice Line from Death Mantra, this brat can always surprise me. Seeing Du Feng's performance, Azure Dragon Hall Leader was interested in him again. Normally, warriors without dragon type beasts would find it hard to use Flame Dragon Fist well. Excluding beasts, Du Feng was indeed a good seedling. He looked at Luo Yan again. A person with a Hell's Red Dragon would definitely have a better effect learning Flame Dragon Fist.
"As expected, you didn't disappoint me. Very few people can wait until the second word. You should feel honored."
Blood Crow, who never spoke much, was especially talkative today. When facing Du Feng, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. This was because the aura emitted from Du Feng's body made his blood boil. Blood Crow beasts could increase their own abilities by absorbing their opponent's blood crows. If they could suck this brat dry, their beasts might even be able to level up.
Previously, Blood Crow beasts were so weak, but with their own nurturing, they had already become tenth-ranked beasts. As long as they could level up another level, they would become the legendary transcendent-ranked beasts. The more Blood Crow thought about it, the more excited he became. Greed shone in his eyes.
What's wrong with him? Could it be that this Blood Crow contestant has a special hobby? Why is he looking at me like a female cat in heat? Du Feng had goosebumps all over his body. Previously, he had always kicked other people's chrysanthemums. Could it be that he was about to receive retribution?
"Die!"
Another word came out, and a skeleton warrior suddenly appeared in front of Blood Crow. Its entire body was greyish white, without a single bit of flesh. It held a long sickle in its hand, and there were no eyeballs in its eye sockets, only two green flames of the Netherworld burning continuously.
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