The Dragon from Hell

The following time almost became Xuanyuan Feng's personal performance.

Under Qin Feng's instruction, he did not step down after winning the game, but directly became the champion of the next game.

He rushed all the way, and no one could stop him.

The audience's comments also changed from pessimism at the beginning, to surprise later, and finally only shock.

"This, this is really a half-grown boy of 18 or 19?"

"I just said he was a fool, but now it seems that I am the fool."

"The clown turned out to be me, an 18 or 19-year-old child is better than me."

"It's not just you, I don't think anyone from the Martial Alliance or the Martial God Hall can stop him."

Amid the discussion, Xuanyuan Feng's momentum grew.

At the same time, his unlimited glory also invisibly boosted the momentum of Panlong Hall, and gave a loud slap to those who mocked Qin Feng for "living off his parents" and that Panlong Hall had no hope.

"Who said there is no one in Panlong Hall? What is this?"

"In my opinion, this Xuanyuan Feng can be compared with the top ten geniuses. His strength is amazing!"

"I think the more amazing thing should be their Dragon Lord. He must be extraordinary to have such a promising person under his command."

"But I saw him sitting in a wheelchair. He doesn't look like he can fight..."

The crowd was noisy, and the discussion about Panlong Hall shifted from Xuanyuan Feng to Qin Feng.

Everyone was looking forward to Xuanyuan Feng's next performance. If he really broke through the entire arena by himself today, then Panlong Hall today would definitely become the most eye-catching focus of the whole process.

In fact, even if Xuanyuan Feng lost one or two games today, his reputation has already been established.

After all, up to now, no less than 30 people have been defeated by him.

If it were anyone else, their physical strength would have been almost exhausted. After all, the warriors who could stand out from the first three days of auditions were definitely not ordinary people.

However, Xuanyuan Feng still had plenty of stamina, mainly because he didn't spend much effort to deal with half of them, not to mention getting hurt.

With this strength, it was enough for him to gain a foothold in the martial arts conference.

Some people even thought that Xuanyuan Feng shouldn't take action today, he should directly participate in the elite competition on the second day and compete with the geniuses from all sides!

Some people's discussion became louder, and they directly proposed that Xuanyuan Feng's strength felt comparable to Wu Mian, the genius of the Wu League.

The Wu League disciples who had seen Wu Mian take action were even muttering in a low voice, always feeling that Xuanyuan Feng's attack was very familiar, and some routines were very similar to the Qi refining method of Tiexian Villa, but such a refined swordsmanship was not the specialty of Tiexian Villa.

"Why do I feel that this Xuanyuan Feng is more powerful than Wu Mian?"

"I feel the same way. Don't forget that he hasn't even unsheathed his sword yet. Even if it's Wu Mian, it would be very difficult to defeat 30 people in a row, right?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let the people in Tiexian Villa hear you. Didn't you see that President Meng is still here?"

Although he could lower his voice, there were so many people talking about it, how could Wu Mian not hear it?

His face became very ugly amid the discussion of the crowd, and the veins on his clenched fists bulged, as if he was about to get restless at any time.

But this time, even if Meng Changfeng didn't persuade him, he wouldn't go on stage again.

Although he was very unwilling, he had already discovered that it had only been a few months, and he was not Xuanyuan Feng's opponent before. Although he would have the strength to fight if he tried his best, now... he might not even have a chance to beat Xuanyuan Feng for a hundred moves.

Xuanyuan Feng is getting stronger and stronger!

He looked up at Qin Feng and stared at him hatefully.

It must be because of Qin Feng. Qin Feng must have given Xuanyuan Feng some special training during this period, otherwise he would not be so strong.

Why does he have to go against me?

Obviously, I am the pride of the Wumeng, the object that everyone should please, and the destined pride of heaven. Why do these people have to go against me?

Noticing his emotional changes, Meng Changfeng on the side said faintly: "You can't sit still like this, what great things can you achieve in the future?"

Wu Mian tried hard to suppress the jealousy and resentment in his heart, and said to Meng Changfeng: "But Master, if he continues to fight like this, I'm afraid most of our Wumeng disciples will be eliminated."

The Wumeng is the organization with the largest number of participants in the martial arts conference. If most of them are eliminated by Xuanyuan Feng, then it will be a joke tomorrow.

"Don't forget that it took our Wumeng ten years to replace the original Panlong Hall in the Dragon Country martial arts."

"If Xuanyuan Feng is really eliminated today, it will be a joke."The Panlong Palace has suppressed our Wumeng. What will the outside world say about us tomorrow?"

"By then, our Wumeng's ten years of hard work will be in vain!"

He knew that Meng Changfeng couldn't put all his hopes on him alone. In today's game, Wumeng must have prepared masters, but they just haven't met Xuanyuan Feng yet.

He didn't want to watch Xuanyuan Feng continue to enjoy the glory, which would only make him jealous, so he wanted to urge Meng Changfeng to send someone to kill Xuanyuan Feng quickly.

However, Meng Changfeng did not respond. Instead, he looked up at Guigu Liuli not far away and smiled slightly: "What are you panicking about? Don't worry, there are more than just our family who can't sit still. There are many people who are anxious."

"What you have to do now is to keep your emotions to yourself, don't let people see what you are thinking, and then... leave this matter to others to solve."

"Others? "Wu Mian was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to ask who it was, he saw a figure standing up from the audience not far away.

Li Huihara flew down and landed steadily in the center of the ring.

Her appearance directly made the atmosphere on the scene extremely excited.

"It's Li Huihara! "

Someone shouted excitedly.

I saw Huiyuan Li standing expressionlessly opposite Xuanyuan Feng, holding a sword in her hand.

As Guigu Liuli's favorite disciple, her appearance today naturally attracted much attention.

At the age of only 27, she is a sword master at the peak of the Xuan Realm.

If it weren't for the fact that one of the ten great geniuses of Yang Country had surpassed her in swordsmanship, she should be among the geniuses now.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and stared at Xuanyuan Feng in front of her... To be precise, it was the black forest in Xuanyuan Feng's hand.

From the first sight of the sword, she had already fallen in love with it.

She looked up at Chang Shilei on the rostrum: "Mr. Chang, it's a waste for your sword to fall into his hands. Today, I will find its real owner for this sword!"