C403 A fight between forces
C403 A fight between forces
The referee nodded his head and turned around to leave. Not long later, he took out a wooden tablet and said in a loud voice,
"In the next battle, Mo Feng against Wei Yonglian!"
"Wei Yongliang!"
Hearing the announcement made by the Tian Luo Zong people, Wei Yongliang was an existence which was in the top 30 of the inner sect disciples. His strength was tyrannical, and his cultivation was at the ninth level of stellar state.
"To meet such a person so quickly, I'll consider it as you having the advantage in combat skills in the last match. Let's see what you will do this time!" The people from the Tian Luo Zong all laughed coldly at Mo Feng, and when the people from the Lotus Villa heard this, they also laughed coldly.
"Boss, do you want to start?" A few busybodies immediately looked at the table number twenty-nine and asked.
"Open!" Last time, he did not earn any money from Mo Feng. This time, Wei Yongliang was such a strong warrior and his techniques were not restricted, so naturally, he had to open this round!
"Mo Feng's payout rate is still 2: 00. Wei Yongliang's payout rate is 1: 03!"
"1: 03!" Everyone exclaimed, the odds actually increased, betting ten thousand star stones for an extra one hundred star stones. This kind of thing was not something that could be missed, everyone seemed to have gone crazy as they all rushed to table 29, even the people who were not interested in the gambling house were betting on this.
"Hmph."
The patriarch glanced at Dong Zhengyu as he counted the bets, then snorted and continued to count.
"Zhengyu, are you still going to bet?" Seeing the crazy crowd, Yi Jinglin could not help but swallow his saliva and asked.
"Of course, why not? Don't you have confidence in your lord in the difficulty?" Dong Zhengyu said firmly, the corners of Yi Jinglin's mouth twitched, he looked at Mo Feng who was on the stage and clenched his teeth, taking out his own storage ring, and followed Dong Zhengyu to the manor's table, going crazy together.
"Oh, the rich are here. Who do you want to bet on this time?" The dealer asked despite seeing Dong Zhengyu coming over.
"I bet on Mo Feng to win, two million star stones!"
"Bet!"
Although they knew that Dong Zhengyu would bet on Mo Feng, before they arrived, they would bet on him again, they couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air.
"I also bet on Mo Feng, three hundred thousand star stones!" Three hundred thousand star stones was about to be all that Yi Jinglin had.
Seeing the two bets on the manor's happiness, even if there were more people betting on him this time, he would still be able to afford it. He might even have to earn at least a million star stones!
At this moment, the Zhuang family was on the verge of fainting due to their happiness.
"Idiot." When Thirteenth Elder saw the two of them betting on Dong Zhengyu, he laughed sinisterly. For inner sect disciples who did not even try to enter the top ten to follow Mo Feng, they simply gave up on themselves.
On the stage, a fatty jumped onto the stage and stood opposite of Mo Feng.
"Brat, you got lucky last time. However, you won't be so lucky this time around." Wei Yongliang coldly said. In his hands, he held two hammers; one of them weighed 20,000 pounds, and with a normal stellar state, a single hammer strike would have turned him into a pile of meat paste!
"Brat, I can see that your battle-ax strength should be pretty good. I'll let you have a move first. Let me see just how much strength this little arm and calf of yours has!" In front of strength, he had never been afraid of anyone. Adding the weight of the copper hammer, he could strike out with a strength of more than one hundred thousand Jin. No one in stellar state dared to take a single blow from him!
"Splitting Mountain!" Mo Feng waved his axe and immediately rushed forward, he was not polite at all.
"Come at me!" Wei Yongliang roared as he brandished the hammer to block the incoming attack.
"Clang!"
As the two collided, a sharp sound resounded throughout the entire arena. Everyone below the stage covered their ears as they were unable to withstand the intensity of the sound.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
With such a powerful force, Wei Yongliang couldn't help but take a few steps back. His face flushed red, and then disappeared.
"Such a vicious power!" Gritting his teeth, shock appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mo Feng. He really did not think that Mo Feng, with his small body, would be able to unleash such a powerful strength.
Mo Feng's cultivation was only at the fourth level of stellar state, if he was at the same level as, his strength would be so strong that no one could stop him!
"Eat my hammer!" Upon seeing Mo Feng's power, Wei Yongliang suddenly realized that this was an interesting battle and swung his copper hammer at Mo Feng.
"Splitting Mountain!"
Mo Feng roared, his battle axe transformed into a gigantic axe that split the sky, chopping down towards the giant hammer.
"Clang!"
The deafening sound once again reverberated through the entire venue, and everyone had no choice but to cover their ears.
"Damn it, watching them fight is truly torturous!" Some people cursed in their hearts, and everyone retreated.
"Hiss!"
On the stage, Wei Yongliang could not help but gasp when he saw that Mo Feng did not even take half a step back from his attack. Even people of the same cultivation level did not dare to block his attack, yet Mo Feng actually blocked it.
"How powerful is his fleshly body?!" As he thought this, Wei Yongliang's expression turned solemn. He understood that he had met an opponent, and with a turn of his body, his pair of hammers were sent flying into the air.
"Smash the earth!" He shouted out in his heart. This was a straightforward name, a crude combat skill. At this moment, the strength of his attack had instantly risen to 200,000 jins!
Mo Feng's face changed, he immediately channeled his Star Force and activated the formation on the axe. The power of the axe instantly increased by tens of thousands of kilograms, and when the axe swung out, it reversed and increased the attack power.
"Splitting Mountain!"
"Hah!"
"Boom!"
The two attacks collided and the entire arena shook from the violent force. The sound waves created by the collision of forces swept out in all directions!
"Pfft!"
The disciples that were nearby were severely injured by the sound wave and spat out a mouthful of blood and were sent flying backwards.
"Hiss!"
Such a battle could be described as terrifying, and one would definitely be injured if one was near, but such a battle was also the most attractive. A simple and brutal clash of power was always the most hot-blooded of battles.
"Bam!"
The two people in the arena retreated in unison. Each of them possessed a tyrannical strength. Neither of them was able to do anything to the other.
"Kid, how did you cultivate your strength?" Wei Yongliang looked at Mo Feng with a cold expression. He had even blocked Mo Feng's battle skill, but he had never seen such a person before.
"Do as you wish." Mo Feng shrugged, it was also his first time encountering such a powerful opponent, the battle had made his blood boil, only then would he feel satisfied!
"Hmph." Wei Yongliang sneered. He waved the hammer in his hand and crouched down.
"Brat, watch carefully, this is my trump card, it is your honor to be able to see it!"
"Soul Chasing Hammer Kill!"
"Shua!"
Wei Yongliang roared, his figure rushing out like a cheetah, his hammer striking towards Mo Feng.