His sleeves were torn to shreds and pieces of cloth flew in all directions, revealing an extremely hideous arm. His muscles expanded rapidly and were extremely strong, as if there was a power that could destroy the heavens and the earth. Every time his muscles moved, a thunderous sound could be heard in the surrounding space.
His veins protruded like tree roots, entrenched on his arm. Then, his bulging muscles were like a tortoise's shell, and cracks began to appear on them.
The bloody scene didn't appear. Not a single drop of blood flowed out from those cracks. On the contrary, the cracked skin actually became bright and lustrous. Under the illumination of the scorching sun, it reflected a demonic red light. It was as if there were pieces of metal, giving off an indestructible visual impact.
As the Qilin's Arm took shape, Feng Hao's expression became somewhat hideous and terrifying. His eyes were bloodshot, and a violent aura rose to the sky. His entire being was like an ancient ferocious beast, choosing its targets to devour. It was a terrifying sight!
In a split second, everyone's gazes were focused on this sudden ruthless aura. Everyone's eyes widened and their eyes were filled with shock.
"Oh."
The sleepy old man at the registration desk also squinted his eyes. His murky eyes flickered with a bright light, as if he had just discovered something new. His face was filled with amazement.
"Hehe!"
Seeing that everyone was shocked by the monstrous arm, Cheng Nan grinned widely and laughed. He was so pleased with himself, as if he was the one on the scene.
Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin looked at each other and smiled. Their eyes were filled with affection.
The person they loved would always attract attention wherever he went. Looking at his domineering figure, a sense of pride rose in their hearts.
Bai Yi and the others did not show any reaction on their faces. However, deep in their eyes, there was a strong sense of fear.
He was only a Martial Spirit, but he was already so monstrous. If he were to advance to the Martial Ancestor Realm, what kind of scene would he be?
Thinking of this, their bodies could not help but tremble.
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao didn't think of being polite at all. He moved like a ferocious tiger and directly rushed towards the man.
A vicious aura surged and a strong wind blew. Seeing that strange arm, the man's face was filled with panic.
"Cloud-Piercing Shuttle!"
With a stretch of his hand, a scarlet-white long spear appeared in his hand. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, he thrust the spear towards Feng Hao, who was closing in on him. He seemed to want to borrow the power of the Spiritual Artifact to force Feng Hao back.
"Thunder Fist!"
Feng Hao's eyes, which were filled with ruthlessness, were ice-cold. He raised his arm and smashed it against the incoming spear tip.
"Then die!"
When the man saw that Feng Hao was still charging at him, a fierce expression flashed across his face. Martial Origin Energy surged out from his body, and a sharp white light coiled around it. With an ear-piercing sound of the air being pierced, he did not hold back in the slightest.
"Ding!"
The fist covered in scales collided with the tip of the spear, producing a metallic sound. Under the astonished gaze of the man, waves of energy surged forth from the tip of the spear like a tidal wave, directly crashing into his body.
"Puchi!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the man's mouth. His entire body was sent flying by the huge force, landing more than ten meters away from the arena. He rolled for a long distance before coming to a stop. He had already fainted.
With a single punch, a Martial Ancestor Realm cultivator in the Three Viscera Realm was sent flying and fainted.
"Hiss! …"
The sound of people inhaling continuously resounded in the arena. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.
This was only a young man in the Martial Spirit Realm!
With regards to this result, Cheng Nan and the others were not at all surprised. Not to mention the Three Viscera Realm, even the Five Viscera Realm cultivators would be at a great disadvantage if they were not fully prepared.
"Hehe, well done!"
Cheng Nan was gloating over the misfortune of others.
"What a piece of trash!"
Wu Gang came to his senses. Seeing that the man had fainted, he gritted his teeth and cursed. It seemed that he had already heard the mocking voices around him. His face immediately turned pale. He turned to the side and shouted at another man who was in the Four Viscera Realm. "You go, don't be careless!"
"Young Master Gang, don't worry!"
A trace of struggle flashed across the man's face. It seemed that he was afraid of Wu Gang's despotic power, but in the end, he still walked out.
Feng Hao looked at Wu Gang coldly, not paying any attention to the man who walked out.
"You!Don't you dare? "
The corner of his mouth rose high, and a provocative voice came out of Feng Hao's mouth, resounding in the entire arena. Instantly, Wu Gang's face changed several times.
"Since you are courting death, then don't blame others!"
Wu Gang's face twitched a few times, and he also walked out.
"Hiss!That brat actually dared to provoke Wu Gang. "
"This time, he is doomed. Wu Gang is not much, but he has a good big brother!"
"I heard that Wu Hen can be ranked in the top 50 among the constellations."
"That was last year. It has already been a year. With Wu Hen's monstrous talent, I'm afraid he can already be ranked in the top 30."
"That's true …"
The crowd in the arena discussed softly, looking at Feng Hao with a stingy gaze.
He had offended someone he should not have offended!
Although he did not understand what they were talking about, Feng Hao vaguely understood that there seemed to be a stronger existence behind Wu Gang, and this person seemed to be quite famous in the Saint King Mountain.
At that moment, he slightly furrowed his brows.
How could a person who was famous in the Saint King Mountain be simple?He might even be an existence that had broken through to the Martial Ancestor Realm.
"Interesting!"
Afraid?With the poisonous' devil 'around, what was there to be afraid of?
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curled up, and an evil smile flashed across his face.
During the registration, the old man also glanced at Feng Hao's Qilin Arm from time to time, as if he wanted to see something.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. The Qilin Arm was like a natural one, perfectly fitting with the muscles and blood vessels of the shoulder. There was not the slightest bit of disconnection or flaw.
"Could it be a secret skill?"
The old man could only suspect that it was a secret skill. With this thought, he felt a little relieved.
After the two of them finished registering, they stood on the arena.
"You are the first person who dared to provoke me!"
Wu Gang's face was still not looking good. Ever since his big brother had entered the constellation, no one in the Outer Village dared to provoke him.
But now, he was provoked by this newcomer, who was also a Martial Spirit.
This made him incomparably angry.
"Really?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curled up slightly.
Swoosh!
Wu Gang stretched out his hand, and a bright red long knife fell into his hand. Fiery clouds surrounded it, as if there were flames burning on it, causing the surrounding space to be a little distorted from the heat.
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