"Kill him, Butcher!!"
"Chop off that little bastard's hand!"
"I'm betting everything on you, Butcher!!"
…
In the audience, everyone was shouting hysterically.
Although there were four arenas in Area 6, more than eighty percent of the audience's attention was focused on this one.
It was too eye-catching!
The huge sum of 150 Soul Coins was enough to make people go crazy!
Although the outside of the arena was extremely noisy and thunderous, the warriors inside the white light film could not hear a single sound. It was as if they had entered a silent space, and the only thing left was — a battle, a battle that everyone was looking forward to!
Lin Feng versus Butcher!
"Boom!" Butcher's eyes were bloodshot, and he took the initiative to attack.
His swift and fierce aura was like a giant demonic beast. He stomped hard on the ground and exploded with a terrifying power.
At this moment, the giant saber on his back was suddenly unsheathed, with a trace of blood splashing. His killing intent was creeping, and it made people's hearts jump.
"As expected." Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Butcher was indeed unable to take provocation. He was already carrying a huge amount of pressure and had nowhere to vent it. In addition, he was provoked by Lou Cheng just now, and his anger had already gone to his head. He went all out at the beginning of the match, and his strength was completely unleashed. His eyes were filled with hatred, as if he wanted to tear Lou Cheng into pieces.
"Good." Lin Feng's lips curled.
However, his body did not move forward. Instead, he moved backward continuously. Instantly, the crowd in the audience seats mocked him endlessly.
"The Trash Sect is the Trash Sect, all of them are cowards!"
"Running away before the battle, this Lin Wen is too weak. Is he going to admit defeat so quickly?"
"Don't you know? This is called aura. Butcher's aura completely overwhelmed Lin Wen. That is a murderous aura that has been honed. How can a fledgling compare to it! "
…
The noise was endless. Those warriors who bet on Butcher were all laughing heartily. Seeing Lin Feng running away without a fight, they were in an extremely good mood.
It was as if looking at the green smoke coins, more than half of the goose feather coins were already in their pockets.
There was no suspense in the match!
As for those warriors who were cautiously watching and did not bet, they sighed and shook their heads.
However, he secretly blamed himself for being too careful and missing the opportunity.
"Lin Feng, what is he doing!" Pei Hong's face turned red. Clenching her fists, she wished she could be the one fighting.
A worried look flashed across Little Jade's face. Only Pei Qing had a faint smile on his face. He was extremely confident in Lin Feng.
As for Lei Dao, he stared at the battle without blinking.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of something breaking through the air rang in his ears.
One advanced and one retreated. Although the Butcher was tall and big, his speed was not slow at all.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, maintained a constant speed as he slowly retreated. At this moment, the light film behind him was getting closer and closer.
It was close to the boundary of the Colosseum!
"Boom!" A deafening roar rang out.
Like a cat catching a mouse, the Butcher was completely enraged by Lin Feng. His blood-red eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Peng! Fierce Gang Qi condensed, and the giant saber shone brightly. As he waved his hand, it brought about a strong gust of wind, and the strong sonic boom seemed to be deafening. Like an army of a thousand, the Butcher's figure arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Three Arts of the Democratic Saber!" The saber intent was frenzied.
Under the Butcher's full power, it was like rolling thunder.
An unstoppable attack!
With the strength of a Level 7 Galaxy-Level, coupled with the explosive power, the Butcher's attack was comparable to an ordinary Galaxy-Level attack. The pressure was shocking, and the strong saber intent was filled with a violent aura, sealing the surrounding space.
Bang! The Nightmare Spear was finally unsheathed.
Facing the Butcher's violent attack, Lin Feng was not afraid at all.
The stronger the saber intent, the more terrifying the power, the slower the speed. This was within Lin Feng's expectations.
Blinded by anger, the Butcher's attack had too many flaws!
"Hua!" With a slight dodge, Lin Feng dodged the violent gust of wind without any difficulty. No matter how shocking the Butcher's aura was, his strength level was the same as Lin Feng's. They were both Level 7 Galaxy-Level. Being big didn't mean that his body was strong. In terms of body, Lin Feng who was a dual cultivator …
How could he be weaker than the Butcher?
Especially after activating the Heroic Soul, Lin Feng's speed was comparable to a Galaxy-Level.
"Want to escape? No way! " The Butcher's eyes were like lightning, and the huge saber that fell from high above sliced horizontally. The intense cold light attacked Lin Feng's waist.
The speed at which he changed his moves was shocking!
It was as if it was a complete set of movements.
At this moment, Lin Feng's mouth curved into a strange arc. On his right knee, a purplish black light flashed, and thousands of small holes absorbed energy, bursting with a shocking aura.
Wind Vortex!!
Although the Heroic Soul had not fully recovered, the Wind Escape could not be used for the time being.
But the Wind Vortex, with the amazing recovery power of the Phoenix Blood, had already recovered to its normal state!
"Hua!" Lin Feng's figure actually spun strangely, turning the impossible into possible.
It was like a speeding arrow that had inexplicably made a turn in the middle of the road.
The Butcher's expression was shocked, but the huge saber that he swung out could not be retracted, and the force was completely released.
But the force was too strong, and 100% of the force was released, like a bucket of water being poured out.
It could not be retracted!
"Now!" Lin Feng's eyes brightened.
Like a bolt of lightning, the Nightmare Demon Spear shone brightly, and Lin Feng's right hand attacked with all his might.
"Cold Wind, rise!" Lin Feng shouted, and his spear was fast and fierce, bringing along a cold wind. The momentum was completely released.
The spear intent was firm, and even if it was the most basic 《Wind Spear Art》, it could display enough power.
More importantly, the speed of the Wind Spear Art —
Extremely fast!
"Want to plot against me? Stop dreaming! " The Butcher's eyes were fierce, and his reaction was fast. With a backhand slash, the huge saber seemed to be weightless under his control. Although his reaction was fast, Lin Feng's timing was perfect, and he caught the moment before the Butcher's old force was used up and new force was generated.
The momentum of the cold wind was completely released, and Lin Feng's strength instantly exploded.
"Break!" The Nightmare Demon Spear brought about a vivid red light, and in an instant, it collided with the Butcher's huge saber.
"Boom!!" The shocking sound of the collision made the hearts of all the spectators rise. They opened their eyes wide, as if they were suffocating.
"No, how is this possible!!" The moment the huge saber and the long spear collided, the Butcher's expression changed. He could feel a crazy power surging out from his wrist. That force, together with the momentum, completely suppressed him. His chest felt suffocated, and he groaned. The Butcher and Lin Feng both felt a strong reaction force and flew backwards.
It seemed like no one had much of an advantage, but Lin Feng flew towards the inside of the Arena, and the Butcher —
— flew towards the outside.
In the air, it was hard to control his body.
"Rip!" With a shocking cracking sound, the light membrane was forcibly torn apart. The Butcher's face was pale.
Although he tried his best to stop his body, the shocking force and momentum could not be completely neutralized.
Until …
He rushed out of the light membrane.
Only then did the powerful reaction force slowly weaken.
But he had already lost.
"Hua!" The entire audience was in an uproar. Everyone had an extremely shocked expression, and their mouths were wide open. No one could have imagined that this battle would end like this. The Butcher, who had the advantage with his fierce attacks, was actually defeated in an 'inexplicable' way out of the boundary!
This loss … was too cowardly!
"How, how could this be!!!" The Butcher's face was ferocious, and the bloody light in his eyes was dense.
Floating in the air, the Butcher looked at Lin Feng, who was calmly standing in the middle of the Arena. His entire body trembled, and he was furious.
He was not even injured, and he lost in such a 'sullen' way?!
This was too laughable!!
"Lin Wen!!!" The Butcher roared, like an enraged lion.
The aura of the giant saber in his hand was awe-inspiring, full of a ruthless aura. The Butcher stepped into the air, madly wanting to charge towards the Arena, but …
"Pa!" A white figure flashed in front of him, blocking his path.
"The match is over." The white-clothed man's voice was as calm as a lake. He extended his right hand to block the Butcher.
"I, I …" The Butcher clenched his teeth, extremely unwilling to accept his loss.
But after all, he had participated in the 'Elite Martial Competition' many times, and he understood the rules. The seemingly ordinary white-clothed man in front of him was, in fact, a true powerhouse of the Lu and Fang Clans, a Star Sea level existence. If he provoked them, he would have to bear the consequences.
"Colored Jade Sect, Lin Wen wins!" The white-clothed man shouted.
His voice was like a clear spring, entering everyone's ears, and it made everyone immediately recover from their shocked state.
But in an instant, they started cursing.
"What kind of bullshit match is this!"
"Lin Wen used a trick, we request a rematch!!"
"Fuck, how can this be considered a win, too shameless!!"
…
The entire audience was cursing, and the martial artists who had bet on the Butcher were about to go crazy.
Seeing the Butcher inexplicably lose, this feeling was too unbearable!
They, too, were extremely unwilling to accept their loss!
But …
Facts were facts, and they could not be changed.
"This Lin Wen's luck is too good, isn't it? She can win like this?" The corner of Li Liang's mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with shock. Although he was cursing, since ancient times, success or failure determined a hero, so he had nothing to say. Instead, he secretly felt lucky that he did not puff himself up at his own cost and bet with Lin Wen.
Otherwise, he would have lost so much that he did not even have underwear left.
Suddenly, Li Liang's expression changed.
Thinking of the 150 Battle Spirit Coins Lin Wen had bet at the betting area, and the astonishing odds …
"Oh my, how much money will Lin Wen win this time?!!" Thinking of that number, Li Liang's expression completely changed, and he was stunned on the spot.
…
"Hmph, that big guy is really useless!" Ding Kan was flustered and exasperated. "He made this lady lose 50 Wild Spirit Coins, I'm so angry!" She kicked the stool away and pouted. She was so angry that smoke was coming out of her seven orifices, and her chest was heaving up and down.
"That idiot from the Colored Jade Sect is really lucky." Ding Kan looked at Wei Hai and curled her lips. "Right, Martial Uncle Hai?"
"Maybe …" Wei Hai replied with a wry smile.
Others did not know, but he was very clear about Lin Feng's strength!
In the battle just now, only those with discerning eyes could see that Lin Feng did not use any strength at all!
…
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