"Is he courting death? He actually dares to step onto the stage …"
"Looks like the Void Martial Master of this generation of the Human Race has extraordinary talent, but he's just a brute without a brain. He's not a threat."
"It's a pity. Such a person might be able to break the shackles of the world …"
There were all sorts of discussions, and the scene was filled with all sorts of emotions.
Feng Hao's impulsive action stunned the experts from the various clans. They couldn't understand what he was trying to do.
It must be known that the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan was a peerless powerhouse of the current era. He had even fought with a Saint Ruler from a peak force in the Penglai World. Although the current situation of the battle hadn't been spread out, he was still alive. Didn't this mean that he had the strength to contend against a Saint Ruler?
As for Feng Hao, although he was exceptionally talented, he was only at the peak of the Second Order of the Saint Realm. There was a gap of seven levels between him and the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan. No matter how talented he was, in the eyes of the crowd, it wasn't enough for him to overcome the gap that was as vast as the heavens and earth.
This was simply an act of courting death.
However, everyone also saw Fenghao's performance. They were very clear that Fenghao did not act rashly because he was provoked. The reason he did this was definitely because he had a certain level of confidence, enough to allow him to cross the Heavenly Abyss.
If he could really do it, then the word 'terrifying' couldn't be used to describe it …
Honestly speaking, the majority of the people in this space hoped that Feng Hao would be killed by the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan. They were also very uneasy about such a talented person. Many people wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
…
After Feng Hao entered the stage, the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan was no longer anxious. The fury on his face had also returned to its original calmness. He indifferently looked at Feng Hao, who wasn't far away. There was astonishment in his eyes, but the contempt in the depths of his eyes had been withdrawn.
After a period of investigation, he had more or less understood Feng Hao's character. He clearly knew that Feng Hao was a steady person. However, in his view, Feng Hao had a fatal weakness, and that was that he placed too much importance on personal relationships. For his friends and family, he would disregard everything and do anything.
What he wanted to do was to kill someone who had a close relationship with Feng Hao, and thus incite Feng Hao to come up to the stage. Who knew that his plan wouldn't succeed, but his goal would be achieved.
"You've really surprised me. You actually have the courage to walk up to the stage …"
Looking at Feng Hao, who was like a divine weapon, the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan spoke in an indifferent tone. His eyes constantly swept across Feng Hao's body, as if he wanted to find some clues.
"I've already said that I'm here to collect a debt."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hao fiercely stomped his foot and actually launched an attack towards him. Like a peerless godly weapon, he carried a sharp aura that could pierce through the heavens and earth. He drew a long white arc in the air and headed straight for Feng Hao's chest.
"Hmph, that will depend on whether you have the qualifications."
The person in charge of the Mang Flame clan narrowed his eyes and let out a soft snort. However, he slightly clenched his fist and an earth-shaking aura surged out from his palm. It was actually much stronger than before.
Clearly, he hadn't used his true strength earlier, but he was already invincible and defeated everyone.
"Clang …"
When the fist made contact with the thick white huge sword, a clanging sound of metal colliding immediately erupted from within. Following which, an extremely powerful and terrifying force surged out from the fist and directly destroyed the huge sword like energy, throwing Fenghao, who was within it, away. He heavily collided against the barrier at the edge of the arena before coming to a stop. Although he did not spit out blood, his expression was already quite pale.
On the other hand, the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan did not even sway. The attack did not even lift the corner of his clothes.
With a single move, it was clear who was stronger. However, there wasn't a single word of ridicule that Feng Hao overestimated himself.
He received it. Moreover, he only suffered light injuries. He was also the only person from the Human Race that could receive a single move from the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan.
In a situation where there was such a huge gap between their realms, how could this not explain the problem?
"Fight."
As the Shennong Immortal Grass in his body swayed, Feng Hao felt that the injuries in his body had more or less recovered. Immediately, a substantial fighting intent surged in his eyes once again. His figure flashed, turning into an afterimage as he charged towards the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan with an unstoppable momentum.
"How … how is this possible?"
Looking at Feng Hao, who was sent flying time and time again as if nothing had happened, many people couldn't close their mouths. There were even exclamations that were filled with disbelief.
Without a doubt, this had already proved that although Feng Hao was only at the peak of the Second Order of the Saint Realm, he was able to unleash the strength of a peak Ninth Order Saint Realm expert. It was absolutely impossible for him to fight against the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan.
Although Fenghao was in a disadvantageous position and had vomited large mouthfuls of blood a couple of times, the fighting intent within his eyes did not dim in the slightest. On the contrary, the more he fought, the more courageous he became. The fighting intent that permeated his body also became increasingly dense.
Evidently, he was tempering his fighting intent.
And this was also seen as the key to victory by Feng Hao.
It was too difficult to raise one's cultivation, and one had to go into seclusion to comprehend it. However, the path of fighting intent was different. There wasn't much effect in ordinary seclusion, and it could only be improved in battle.
The person in charge of the Wildflame Clan sensed Fenghao's increase in strength at the first possible moment, and his face instantly sank.
He had a feeling that Feng Hao was treating him as a whetstone, a feeling that made him very unhappy. Killing intent silently flashed in his eyes.
"Go to hell."
When Fenghao charged forward once again, the person in charge of the Mang Yan clan attacked once again. A mysterious pattern agglomerated on his palm. It was just like a world that directly pressed down. At the moment of contact, it scattered the fighting intent on Fenghao's body. Soon after, a sonic boom sounded and Fenghao's entire body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut. Along the way, he left behind a bright red line of blood, a somewhat ghastly sight. He landed in the distance and directly collapsed on the ground. His entire body was drenched in blood, and even the fighting intent on his body had become dispirited …
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