Urban Rebirth Cultivation

Hua Qiu's words echoed in the Yanchao Gymnasium, echoing over and over again.

The gymnasium was obviously full of people, but it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the good or evil sect or the proud disciples of the Guwu family, everyone looked at Hua Qiu in shock.

The faces of the decent warriors were filled with disbelief, and their minds were stunned.

Even if they are all on Hua Qiu's side, they can't help but feel that Hua Qiu is a little too crazy.

Whether Hua Qiu can defeat Leng Feng, the genius of the evil sect, who is a ninth-grade martial master, is a question...

How dare he challenge all the geniuses at once!

Almost all warriors thought Hua Qiu was crazy, otherwise they would never behave like this.

"What? Let us come together?" The evil geniuses' faces darkened, with angry expressions on their faces.

"How dare you underestimate us? Lengfeng alone is enough to kill him. Where does he have the confidence and courage to dare to challenge us? He is really overestimating his capabilities!"

"Is this the peerless genius of the Martial Alliance? How dare he be so mad? Why does he think he is the strongest person in the world?"

The geniuses of the evil sect were extremely contemptuous and disdainful, and they even ignored Hua Qiu.

The geniuses of the Guwu family all frowned and sneered.

"He's just a worldly genius. He dares to provoke me and others. He really doesn't know the heights of the world!" A genius said contemptuously.

"Why should I wait for the end? Whether he can survive the cold wind is unknown. It's ridiculous..."

They looked on with cold eyes, treating Hua Qiu as a clown, and did not even bother to respond.

Similarly, although everyone on the evil genius side was very angry, no one really came to an end.

Because they all believed that a cold wind was enough to kill Hua Qiu.

Hua Qiu is just a blind and confident clown...

"How could he say such a thing..."

Zhuge Haoran stared at Hua Qiu blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Hua Qiu's operation really shocked him.

He didn't understand why Hua Qiu was so confident.

"Third Elder, won't you stop him? He will perish!" He said to the senior officials of the Martial Alliance who were looking after him.

"What's there to stop him? He can do whatever he likes." The third elder said with a faint smile.

"Okay, I'll send you down to recuperate first. Just rest. You don't have to worry about the rest of the game."

Such a calm attitude shocked Zhuge Haoran's heart.

He looked at Hua Qiu again, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"No, please help me to the auditorium. I must watch this game!" he said decisively.

The third elder had no choice but to take him to the auditorium.

In the field, Hua Qiu looked unhappy when he saw that no one had come down for a long time.

"Do you really want to challenge everyone?" Leng Feng kept observing his reaction and couldn't help but sneer.

"I didn't expect that I, the ninth-grade mighty Martial Lord, could even defeat you at the top of the Azure Dragon Ranking, yet I still wouldn't be taken seriously by you..." He said leisurely.

"It doesn't matter. After a while, your opinion will change."

Lengfeng's eyes became sharp.

"I will destroy all your self-confidence and let you know the gap between you and me!"

"I, Lengfeng, will take your life!"

After saying that, Leng Feng burst out with a powerful aura.

"Huhuhu..."

The wind suddenly rose, and the wind around the cold wind was as sharp as a sword, tearing and shattering the surrounding objects.

Such momentum and power surprised everyone.

"This cold wind is so powerful! When fighting Zhuge Haoran, he was not serious yet!" The decent warriors were shocked.

Zhuge Haoran looked at the field, clenched his fists, and his face became gloomy.

The decent warriors were very nervous, worried that Hua Qiu was no match.

Leng Feng looked at Hua Qiu and smiled evilly.

"You are the first person who has made me serious. It is your honor to die in my hands." He licked his lips again, full of evil.

"You really talk a lot of nonsense." Hua Qiu frowned, extremely bored.

He was too lazy to say anything, he raised his hand and slapped it with his palm.

"boom!!"

In an instant, the roar was like the earth shattering, and the entire stadium seemed to be shaken.

On Leng Feng's head, a huge palm print suddenly appeared, pressing down hard like a thick mountain.

Looking at the terrifying palm print, Leng Feng's evil smile froze.

Because from the moment this palm print appeared, his vigorous momentum seemed to be cut off and stagnated directly.

At the same time, a wave of waves passed down, making his body heavy and the joints all over his body creaking.

At this time, the palm prints had not completely fallen. From a distance away, the aftermath alone made his heart tighten and almost make him vomit blood.

Lengfeng finally changed his expression completely.

He didn't expect Hua Qiu's attack to be so terrifying...

He had high enough regard for Hua Qiu and recognized him as a much more powerful genius than Zhuge Haoran.

So he decided to use all his strength and prepare to end the battle quickly.

But until Hua Qiu took action, all his confidence disappeared...

This is not a warrior in the Martial Master realm at all!

Hua Qiu is definitely a transcendent martial saint!

Lengfeng was extremely shocked and couldn't believe it.

He obtained the inheritance from the Evil Ancestor, and spent a lot of resources left by the Evil Ancestor to advance to where he is now...

With such strength and realm, it is no exaggeration to say that the younger generation of the Xia Kingdom’s martial arts world is the strongest in the past and present!

Leng Feng never imagined that there would be a young warrior more perverted than him...

Watching the palm prints being pressed down, the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and he was extremely anxious.

He had no intention of fighting at all, because it was absolutely impossible for a Martial Lord to compete with a transcendent Martial Saint.

He just wants to escape...

Lengfeng used all his inner energy just to take a step forward...

"How can this be?"

His face was extremely ugly, showing a look of horror.

Under the suppression of that aura, he was unable to move even an inch, as if his feet were nailed to the ground.

"No... I don't want to die!" Leng Feng was extremely frightened and his face turned pale.

"boom!"

The palm print didn't give him any chance and he pressed it down suddenly.

"Rumble..."

The loud noise was deafening, and the place where the two of them were was was in chaos.

Everyone could feel the vibrations in the stadium, which was no less powerful than a major earthquake.

No one is not surprised by such a scene.

"So... so strong..." The honest warriors looked dull.

All the evil geniuses were silent, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The genius of the Guwu family lost his proud attitude and became surprised.

Everyone craned their necks to get a clear view of what was happening below.

The lens of the large screen above also focuses on the field.

As the smoke disperses, you can gradually see clearly below...

The big screen lens quickly zooms in.

A huge palm print pit appeared on the field.

Hua Qiu still stood there with an indifferent expression, but Leng Feng was nowhere to be seen.

When the camera zoomed in on the pit, a vaguely human-shaped meatloaf appeared on the big screen.

In an instant, the entire stadium fell into silence...