A thunderous roar resounded across half of the Imperial City. Everyone who heard it was startled. Everyone's gazes looked towards the arena, only to see hurricanes sweeping out. Some were floating in the air, while the weaker ones were directly blown away like duckweed. They fell to the ground and ended up with bruises and swollen faces.
One was like a god of fire, mighty and domineering. Purple flames burned fiercely, burning everything.
The other was like the reincarnation of a ferocious god. He was violent and ferocious, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.
The two were evenly matched. However, in terms of cultivation level, Cheng Nan was much higher than Feng Hao. Therefore, he had the upper hand all along.
Looking at Cheng Nan, who was practically suppressing Fenghao on the stage, the people of West Mist were all silent.
To be honest, they had always thought that Cheng Nan was inferior to Feng Hao. However, the situation in front of them told them that the cheeky guy's strength was not inferior at all.
"That bastard was hiding his strength!"
"Hmph!Brother Hao, you must beat him up! "
Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin were both angry. They puffed up their cheeks and waved their small white fists at the arena.
Cheng Nan had been suppressing his strength at the Martial Grandmaster Second Viscera. This was something no one knew. Even the people of Luoyue Kingdom were shocked by such a sudden explosion. Only Guan Jiu stroked his beard and smiled.
Obviously, he was the only one who knew about this.
"I admire you."
Hua Yunlong cupped his hands at Guan Jiu. His expression was sincere, without any pretense.
"You flatter me."
Guan Jiu returned the gesture politely. He said humbly, "That kid only has brute strength. At most, he is a martial artist. He cannot be compared to Feng Hao."
After Fenghao's identity as an alchemist was exposed, he was also indescribably shocked. Faintly, from the changing expressions of the big shots on the stage, he could see that this youth was not as simple as a low-level earth realm alchemist.
At the thought of the relationship between Cheng Nan and Feng Hao, his eyes narrowed into a smile.
"What a lucky man!"
Cheng Nan's luck had always been good. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had such achievements.
In fact, he had met a young man who was practicing flying in the wilderness, and he turned out to be an Earth-rank Apothecary. This was simply a happy event that fell from the sky.
"Hehe."
Seeing Guan Jiu's envious gaze, Hua Yunlong chuckled. His heart was filled with emotions.
Speaking of which, this young man had completely relied on himself. The academy did not give him any help at all. In fact, this was just a blessing.
Fortunately, this young man was born in the West Mist Kingdom!
Thinking of the current situation, Hua Yunlong also smiled, his heart filled with joy.
With this help, the West Mist Kingdom would soar into the sky!
The big shots on the high platform couldn't help but feel emotional about Feng Hao's talent.
In the entire Tianwu Continent, he was probably the only person in the Martial Spirit Realm who could fight against Cheng Nan, who was a Martial Ancestor in the Four Viscera Realm.
Of course, they had to get rid of certain forces.
For example, the hidden aristocratic families!
Such forces couldn't be measured with common sense.
...
"Hehe!"
After regaining his footing, Cheng Nan let out a mischievous laugh. At this moment, purple flames were flowing around his entire body like magma, while his eyes were completely scarlet red. Looking at Fenghao, who had retreated far away, the corners of his mouth drew back. "Is that all?"
"What?"
Hearing this, Feng Hao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Sweat flowed down his cheeks and his eyes narrowed.
He knew that this kid definitely had some tricks up his sleeves!
Looking at Cheng Nan whose aura was rising again, he could only smile bitterly.
"Then let's give it a try!"
Thinking of this, Feng Hao believed that the Qilin Arm would definitely be able to withstand it.
The sixth layer of the Rushing Thunder Force was already the force of three hundred and twenty Tidal Force. If it was the seventh layer, it would definitely reach the force of six hundred and forty Tidal Force. This kind of consumption made Fenghao cry out that he could not afford it.
With his current Martial Origin Energy, it would at most be exhausted after two or three times.
"It would be great if I could break through!"
Feng Hao had long reached the critical point of the Advanced Martial Spirit Realm. He was only a step away from stepping into the Peak Martial Spirit Realm. Next, he could attempt to break through to the First Viscera of the Martial Great Ancestor Realm!
Once he reached the First Viscera of the Martial Great Ancestor Realm, he would have two Martial Origin Energy Vortexes. At that time, the Martial Origin Energy in his body would double, and he wouldn't have to worry about running out of Martial Origin Energy.
"Then let's try it!"
Waves of Martial Origin Energy surged up and crazily gathered on the Qilin Arm.
"Rumble …"
A muffled sound like thunder burst out from the Qilin Arm. The Martial Origin Energy rushed into the Qilin Arm, causing it to tremble uncontrollably and expand even more. Pieces of crimson red scales slightly opened up, and under the scales, streaks of bloody light protruded out. It was a terrifying sight.
"Heh!"
At this moment, Cheng Nan's body was slightly arched. His entire body had turned red, and the arena beneath his feet had also turned crimson. Then, it actually melted into magma.
"Humph!"
Feng Hao's face involuntarily twitched. With a stomp of his feet, he charged forward. He raised his Qilin Arm, and muffled thunder rumbled, shocking everyone's mind. With the force of a thunderbolt, he met the completely red fist.
"Rumble …"
An earth-shattering sound exploded from the clash of the two fists. Strong winds, like sharp blades, swept out in all directions, scraping terrifying deep marks on the ground. Even the crimson white barrier undulated like waves, as if it could shatter at any time.
The strong winds dissipated, and the two of them were in a deadlock. The two fists were still pressed against each other, and their forces continued to burst forth. However, Feng Hao was pushed back continuously, leaving deep marks on the ground beneath his feet.
It was obvious that Feng Hao was still at a disadvantage.
"Heh!"
Feng Hao's face was ferocious, and a ruthless roar came from the depths of his throat. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a demon.
"Bang!"
Following his roar, the seventh layer of the Rushing Thunder Force suddenly burst forth, and a tsunami-like energy surged out from the Qilin Arm.
"Hmm?"
Feeling this tyrannical force, Cheng Nan's expression froze. He clenched his teeth and let out a wild roar. Immediately, a scarlet red energy surged out from his body and shot out from his fist, enveloping Fenghao's entire body in flames.
"Rumble …"
Muffled thunder sounds continuously burst forth from the clash of the two fists. At this moment, the two of them were actually in a deadlock.
"He actually withstood it!"
Everyone was shocked. They did not expect Feng Hao to have another trump card. At this moment, the seventh layer of the Rushing Thunder Force allowed him to stand on the same starting line as the demon Cheng Nan.
However, with Cheng Nan's Martial Ancestor Realm of the Four Viscera, even if they were in a deadlock, Feng Hao would still lose in the end.
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