C404 Admit defeat?
C404 Admit defeat?
He couldn't handle it with just this amount of strength, but right now he could only brace himself. Gritting his teeth, he brandished his battle axe and charged forward.
"Splitting Mountain!"
"Clang!"
"Bam!"
Just as he touched the copper hammer, Mo Feng was sent flying, his body flipped in the air and barely landed, his chest puked out a mouthful of blood, the powerful force directly shook all of his internal organs!
"Jie, jie, jie!"
Seeing Mo Feng spitting blood and Wei Yonglian laughing sinisterly, under the two hammers, Mo Feng would definitely turn into a meat patty!
"Splitting Mountain!"
Mo Feng roared as he rushed forward again. With the battle axe in his hand, his power continued to increase.
"Demon Axe Power!"
"Axe Force!"
"Axe Force!"
"Open!"
"Clang!"
The two figures collided in mid-air, and the powerful sound wave once again swept out in all directions. All the limestone tiles in the arena began to shatter!
"Hah!"
When the surrounding people saw this, their hearts nearly jumped out of their chests. They hurriedly retreated, and even some people began to flee. Many of the cultivation bases in the audience weren't too strong, so if they were swept up by this powerful sound wave, they would be burnt to ashes!
"Too strong!"
Looking at the two people on the stage, everyone could not help but swallow their saliva, the berserk energy's impact was the strongest, although Mo Feng and Wei Yongliang's cultivation could not compare to the top ten inner sect disciples, but the battle was even more brutal, and the top ten inner disciples might not even have such an impact.
"Hng hng!"
Two grunts sounded out on the stage as the two figures parted ways, retreating to the edge of the stage at the same time.
"This brat …" Blood trickled out from the corner of Wei Yongliang's mouth. His strength was too strong, and he could not take it at all. If he could not get the upper hand in other aspects, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Mo Feng.
"How could I, a dignified inner disciple, lose to a trash like him, who is only in the top thirty!?" Roaring furiously in his heart.
The corner of his mouth rose as he licked it. In terms of stellar state, he had never been afraid of anyone, but Wei Yonglian was also strong, being able to compete with him to such an extent.
But Wei Yongliang's weakness was obvious, he only focused on training his strength, his movement technique was left far behind, and those with a higher cultivation level would not be able to do anything about it. This was the reason why he was always in the top 30 of the inner sect disciples.
However, Mo Feng did not plan to use his movement technique to defeat Wei Yongliang. It was not easy to encounter a strength type cultivator, it was a good opportunity to train himself.
"Again!" His body charged forward, his offensive skill unleashed once again. The formation on the battle axe activated at high speed, the weight once again rising to 10,000 Jin!
"Shua!"
Wei Yongliang's face was filled with ruthlessness as he charged forward once again. He did not believe that Mo Feng's strength could continuously explode forth!
clang clang clang *
The strong impact continued and the arena began to crack. The cracks were like spider webs as they covered the arena.
"Clang!"
The two of them clashed once again. Wei Yongliang crazily surged with power, but was unable to force Mo Feng back even a little.
"Kid, why do you possess such power!" Wei Yongliang asked in a low voice, his teeth bleeding.
Mo Feng's face was cold and stern, he did not answer, does he think that the Great Development of the Myriad Saints Art is useless? How could a normal person measure the increase in strength of a Heaven Ranked Spirit Art? Even if Wei Yongliang's strength was on par with his, he would still lose miserably in a prolonged battle. Furthermore, the battle axe in his hand was a Star Essence Spirit Weapon, which was more than a level higher than Wei Yongliang.
"Open!"
Mo Feng roared out explosively. Wei Yongliang instantly lost all his strength and was sent flying.
"AHH!"
"Bam!"
Wei Yongliang howled in anger and indignation as he ruthlessly smashed the copper hammer into the arena, forcing himself to stay in the arena.
"Is Wei Yongliang going to lose?"
The crowd below the stage were all stunned as they witnessed this scene. No one thought that Mo Feng would win, but reality slapped their faces again.
"Damn it!"
The manor family stood up with their eyes wide open. Mo Feng was actually going to win again, he was going to lose even more, he was going to lose an entire two million and three hundred thousand star stones!
"Mo Feng absolutely cannot win." The Zhuang family's patriarch turned to look at the stage, only to see an elder from Lotus Villa looking at him while shaking his head, seemingly indicating for him to be patient.
The Zhuang family slightly nodded, turning to look at the arena as the corners of their mouths curled into a sneer.
"Go down!"
Mo Feng who was on the stage flipped and threw a kick at Wei Yongliang. Wei Yongliang no longer had any ability to resist, and would lose for sure.
"Sir Mo Feng!" Suddenly, Wei Yongliang roared out, and knelt down on one knee in front of Mo Feng.
"Hmm?"
Seeing that, Mo Feng frowned, he stopped his attack, and ferociously stomped on the stage.
"Sir Mo Feng, I am truly convinced of your strength, I have never seen a person with such tyrannical strength. In the future, you will definitely transform into a dragon and ascend to the sky, becoming an unrivalled expert of your generation." Wei Yongliang cupped his fists and exclaimed loudly.
Mo Feng's expression did not change. He never believed such flattery.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Wei Yongliang froze for a moment, then unwillingly nodded his head. He stood up and heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his fists towards Mo Feng, and turned to leave.
"Mo Feng won." Everyone muttered, as though they couldn't accept everything that had happened.
"Swoosh!"
Just as Wei Yongliang stepped out of range of the stage, a sky-shattering sound came out, before Mo Feng could fully lower his guard, he saw two darts flying straight at him, and Wei Yongliang had already turned around, looking at him ferociously.
"Beast!"
Mo Feng roared, he had already admitted defeat, and yet you still dared to attack him, how despicable!
At this moment, he no longer cared about excessive anger. The two darts had already arrived in front of him. He didn't even have the time to lift his battle axe to block them!
"Kid, prepare to die!" Wei Yongliang laughed sinisterly, raised his copper hammer and once again rushed towards Mo Feng.
"Purple Shadow Divine Steps!"
In the nick of time, Mo Feng roared out in his heart, he instantly transformed into a purple shadow, his figure moving half a metre away in an instant, two darts shooting by his ear, the distance of half a metre saved his life in an instant.
"Die!"
At this time, Wei Yongliang had already arrived, two gigantic hammers covered the sky, Mo Feng's face changed again as he used all his might to block the hammers.
"Boom!"
The stage could not handle such a strong attack, it instantly crumbled and Mo Feng was directly submerged under the stage and the copper hammer!
"Judge, he violated the rules!" Below the stage, Yi Jinglin and Dong Zhengyu's faces changed. Mo Feng would most likely not survive this attack, he immediately shouted out.
The referee looked at the stage expressionlessly, completely ignoring Yi Jinglin. Seeing him act this way, Yi Jinglin was so angry that he jumped up and rushed to the judge's seat and shouted:
"Judge, did you not see that?" "Wei Yongliang has already admitted defeat, and yet he still attacks. He has already violated the rules!"
"Admit defeat?" When did Wei Yongliang admit defeat? " The referee finally opened his mouth and said coldly.