Chapter 114

Zheng Tong's clothes were torn, with two corners on his head, and his whole body was bare. His originally tall body was stronger, and it was no less than three meters.

At the moment, Zheng Tong is no longer like a human being, but more like a cow.

"My God."

"Who are these two guys?"

"It's an eye opener."

The crowd was excited.

Suddenly, a warrior said: "it is said that 200 years ago, a warrior in Dajin developed a martial art through the blood of Warcraft, which can be changed into half a Warcraft, and its strength is greatly increased."

"Since the death of the warrior, this kind of martial art has been lost. I didn't expect to see it here."

On hearing this, a martial artist nearby was shocked: "I have heard of this, but that kind of martial arts has reached the level of heaven level. Zheng Tong's martial arts are definitely not so strong. To hold on to death is the top level of human level. Even the highest level of human level can not be reached."

The former warrior said: "at that time, the warrior created this kind of martial art. The blood of the heaven level Warcraft was naturally the heaven level martial art. Zheng Tong should only use the blood of level 7 Warcraft, so it is only the top level of human level. I don't know if Zheng Tong has got the following cultivation method of martial arts, otherwise the man's body will only remain in the top level of human level."

Other martial artists shook their heads: "they should not have gotten it, otherwise they would not be so bold to use this kind of martial arts. You know, even the strong people of the earth level and the heaven level are very eager for the martial arts skills 200 years ago. 200 years ago, this kind of martial arts was popular for a time, and it was not a patent of one person. Only when the martial arts cultivation finally seemed to have some impact on the body, it gradually declined And lost, as if the higher the level, the greater the impact. "

"It's needless to say, what kind of martial arts does Han Feng exert?" A warrior with high strength at the later stage of the human level asks.

A group of warriors suddenly fell silent.

On the arena floor, Han Feng and Zheng Tong ignored the audience's comments.

Zheng Tong roared, and his huge body stepped on the ground of the ground and came in a roar.

Each step left a deep mark on the field, and the ground trembled.

"Bull's collision!"

Zheng Tong roared, his whole body fell down and rushed to him with two huge horns.

Two people did not first out not powerful tricks to explore, a powerful trick.

Such a unique move consumes a lot, and the battle spreads greatly, but it also ends quickly.

They don't want to fight each other for an hour or two. It's too bad.

The site collapsed, and the whole arena was in a state of fragmentation, and an alarming explosion resounded across the arena.

Han Feng retreated again and again, and immediately shook his hand. It was too painful.

Feeling the armor on his body, there is also a tendency to crack. Han Feng is shocked: "how strong, if Zheng Tong with such a posture and the Seven Star peak of the human level, he will definitely be able to smash the other side into meat paste."

And Zheng Tong, the huge body was also hit out, heavy fall on the ground, only listen to the roar, the site was hit a deep pit.

The referee was also shocked at the moment: "good boy, the fighting power of these two men is no less than eight stars of human level. No wonder this venue can not support it. Both of them should go to the arena on the third floor for competition. The venue there is much harder than here."

In the pit, Zheng Tong shakes his head and climbs out of the pit. Korean wind gives a thumbs up: "brother, the strength is good. A few days ago, outside the city, I killed a level 7 medium-term Warcraft by relying on the body of a bull. I thought it was enough to cope with you, but I was blown out by your fist."

Level seven mid-term!

The martial arts players in the audience took a breath when they heard the speech. The level 7 mid-term Warcraft is the human level eight Star Warrior.

Han Feng a wry smile: "elder brother did not get too hurt, right?"

Zheng Tong bared his teeth: "it's a bull. Its skin is rough and its flesh is thick. Its defense is naturally strong. It's not my boast. Ordinary people rank eight stars. It's just a full blow on me. Don't try to hurt me."

"One hit is the winner. The next one is my strongest move. As long as you can resist it, even if I lose, brother."

"Trampled by the bull!"

Zheng Tong attacked with great momentum. Behind Zheng Tong, there was a huge virtual image of a bull. When the bull raised its hoof, it would step down.

"Fusion of all fire!"

Han Feng's heart moved, and Zhongpin fanhuo, Tianhuo armor and Tianhuo fighting fist quickly merged, and the original cracked sky fire armor quickly recovered completely, and it was better.

The power of the fire fighting fist is also greatly increased.

The whole site is constantly shaking, and the sound of explosion is deafening.

The audience is in a hurry to cover their ears.

When the field is almost half destroyed, it is almost half covered by a deep hole.Even if ordinary people stand up, I'm afraid it will be completely broken.

The referee had been hiding under the court for a long time.

Then, the referee will focus on the two people on the court.

Han Feng's armor is broken, kneeling on the ground, and his forehead is full of blood.

On the other side, Zheng Tong fell directly on the ground, and the body of the bull had disappeared and was naked.

The thing at the crotch was standing high, and the referee helped him. Once Zheng Tong got excited, his whole body would be warm-blooded, including the one below.

Zheng Tong struggled to get up, but fell down again.

Seeing this, the referee will know who has won the victory: "congratulations on Han Feng's victory and becoming the winner of this battle, and congratulating Mr. Han Feng on becoming the winner of the 10th consecutive victory in the second level of the new post!"

The referee yelled, along with the martial artists in the audience.

Han Feng finally recovered some of his nine flame secret formula. He stood up and walked to Zheng Tong. He helped him up. Han Feng said with some strength: "brother Zheng, you are really heavy."

Zheng Tong said with a smile: "that's necessary."

"Today's battle is wonderful, brother. You have a bright future." Zheng Tong sighed.

It should be noted that Han Feng's cultivation is just the top of the four-star talent rank.

Han Feng smiles and doesn't reply.

When he arrived backstage, Han Feng scattered the body and armor of the sky fire, and immediately took out and put on the clothes in the storage space of the seventh floor of the Jiuyan sky fire tower. He was not addicted.

Han Feng wants to give Zheng Tong a piece of clothes, but looking at Zheng Tong's tall figure, Han Feng is silent.

Zheng Tong was not satisfied: "ha ha, brother, you don't know, brother, once I get excited about fighting, I will be full of blood, and I want to keep women under my body. I will go back now. I think there are many women waiting outside my house."

Han Feng opened his mouth and was completely disorganized.

It's wonderful.

Nearby, a martial artist who had a good relationship with Zheng Tong said with a smile: "Han Feng, you are a wonderful flower of brother Zheng, but the whole Xuanyuan arena is famous. When there is no fight, you can have three or four women a night. Once the battle arouses excitement, it is possible to have eight or nine girls a night."

"Today's fight with you is the most exciting time for Zheng Tong in these years. It is estimated that more than a dozen of them are possible in one night. There are dozens of lovers of Zheng Tong. Now I'm afraid that they have rushed to Zheng Tong's residence."

Zheng Tong chuckled and was very proud. Before leaving, he patted Han Feng on the shoulder and said, "your boy's popularity is not smaller than me, or even bigger than me. If you want to bubble a woman, as long as you shout, it is estimated that there will be more than ten women waiting for you in your residence tomorrow."

"Do you want me to promote it for you, brother?"

Han Feng wryly smiles and waves his hand: "forget it, I still want to go back to practice."

Zheng Tong was stunned and looked at Han Feng suspiciously. He suddenly realized: "yes, brother. After all, your hair hasn't been fully developed. Now it's not suitable for * *

Han Feng's face is black again.

After Han Feng and Zheng Tong left, Huo Yuansen said sadly: "I didn't expect that when I fought with you, you didn't even play your real strength. I didn't deserve to lose."

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