Immemorial War God

Otherwise, it would be viewed as challenging the imperial authority. The consequences would be extremely serious, and no matter how great Gong Yizhou's background was, he would not dare to go against the rules.    

    

"Hmph." Ji Jun snorted coldly and turned to leave as well. Although he did not know Mo Feng's cultivation level, he did not need to think to know that it was not too high.    

    

"Trash, you are awesome! Do you think the rules of the tournament can protect you? I'm here to fight you! " A young man walked towards Mo Feng with a sinister look on his face. A useless person dared to be so arrogant? When the time comes, he would be able to help Gong Yizhou and give a fierce sigh of relief. This was an excellent opportunity to befriend Gong Yizhou.    

    

The young man did not stop him. The first level of stellar state was about the weakest amongst them all, yet he dared to act arrogantly here, even daring to make him suffer.    

    

"F * ck off." He did not expect Mo Feng to only spit out one word coldly. The young man was startled, and then enraged, and still dare to tell him to scram? What right did a good-for-nothing like you have to make this guy scram!    

    

"Trash, don't say that I'm bullying you, you attack first!" A sharp sword appeared in his hand, the tip of the sword turning, he could not wait to drink the blood. To dare act so arrogantly in front of him, he intended to make a mistake and kill Mo Feng.    

    

"I won't fight you." Mo Feng said indifferently. With the first level of stellar state, don't talk about him bullying others.    

    

"Ha!" The young man was so angry that he laughed.    

    

"Do you want to avoid battle? You don't have any seed, so even if you don't want to fight, you still have to fight! " With that, he rushed towards Mo Feng.    

    

Seeing him rush towards her, Mo Feng shook his head slightly.    

    

When the young man rushed over and saw Mo Feng, his sinister smile became even more intense.    

    

"Die!"    

    

With a loud shout in his heart, he slashed towards Mo Feng's head. Mo Feng, who was only two meters away from him, slowly raised his finger and pointed it at the youth's forehead.    

    

"Chi, using your finger?" Using fingers to block a sword? "Idiot!"    

    

"He's dead for sure."    

    

Everyone looked at Mo Feng who did not seem to be eating and sneered, his mantis arms like a chariot.    

    

Gong Yizhou looked at the wine in his hand and sneered. He was dead meat, but it was a pity that he couldn't do it himself.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

The young man waved his sword, his face was sinister, as though he could already see Mo Feng being sliced into half. But in the next moment, Mo Feng's slowly raised finger had unknowingly touched his forehead!    

    

The young man's eyes widened as he looked up. He felt a sharp pain and his body twitched. In an instant, he lost consciousness.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

In the eyes of the audience, the young man looked as if he had no intentions to kill Mo Feng, and actually knocked his head against Mo Feng's finger, and Mo Feng's finger directly pierced into his forehead, and completely stabbed in!    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

The crowd stood up in shock.    

    

"How is this possible!"    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

The Fifth Prince also stood up immediately, his heart was filled with disbelief. He was not mistaken, that man had clashed with Mo Feng's finger just like that, but it was just too mysterious. Even if that man had looked down on Mo Feng and asked him to point on purpose, how could Mo Feng's finger be sharper than a sharp sword!    

    

"How did he do it!" The Fifth Prince's gaze flickered, and a sense of disgust arose within his heart. He detested all the things that he couldn't see through, including everyone.    

    

"Mo Feng, how did you kill him!" Gong Yizhou asked in shock. He had initially thought that Mo Feng would be tortured to death, but he still regretted not being able to do it himself.    

    

"Tch" Mo Feng's finger pulled out from the man's head, the man laid on the ground with his eyes wide open, the hole on his forehead was like a dragon head that had not been tightened, fresh blood spouted out from time to time, and some white brain matter!    

    

"My fingers are my weapon, he's trying to kill himself. Is there a problem?" Mo Feng wiped his hands and said indifferently.    

    

"Finger is a weapon?" Everyone was astonished. Although cultivators cultivated their own bodies, they mostly focused on training their weapons. Even if they did cultivate their own bodies, they would only train their legs, fists or heads. There really weren't many people who trained their fingers.    

    

"His fingers are probably stronger than ordinary weapons." Everyone thought, there was still a lot of shock. His finger was a weapon, which might be reasonable, but everyone had overlooked one thing, which was that Mo Feng only had a One Star Inherent Skill. He had just condensed an Star Seal, so how could he kill someone at the stellar state with a finger, someone at the Star Seal Realm? It was impossible even for someone in the Star Pool s!    

    

"Hmm?" Gong Yizhou's gaze was always on Mo Feng's hands, only to see a flash of light, which seemed to be a small knife.    

    

"Could it be that he has a weapon in his hand?" Thinking about this, his mouth curled up into a sneer. So that was the case. If that was the case, then what was there to be afraid of? He was just a kid who knew how to scheme.    

    

"Brat, I guess you have some skill. Do you dare to continue fighting?" Gong Yizhou's expression changed as he said coldly.    

    

Glancing at him, Mo Feng turned to look at the Fifth Prince. Gong Yizhou's face instantly darkened, his eyes filled with killing intent. Ignore him?    

    

"Fifth Prince, I wonder what the rules for tonight's battle are?" He cupped his fist towards the Fifth Prince. The corners of his mouth curled up. Interesting, there were not many who dared to ignore Gong Yizhou, arrogant enough, but this kind of people would usually die very quickly!    

    

"The difference in cultivation can be challenged without any restrictions within two levels, and every battle won can earn one point, two points above the first level, five points above the second level, and ten points above the third level. Those that do not accept the challenge can get zero points before the battle."    

    

The Fifth Prince didn't say anything, but an attendant walked out from behind him and spoke in a clear voice. Mo Feng slightly nodded, he had already understood the rules, and continued to speak while cupping his fists:    

    

"Then what are the rewards of this competition?"    

    

"Chi!"    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter, bringing contempt and scorn to everyone.    

    

"Little brat, you don't know your limits. You were lucky enough to win just one match and you think you're powerful enough, yet you still want to be rewarded?" Dream on! "    

    

"That's right. You don't even understand the rules. You idiot, you are simply an eyesore here!"    

    

"Fifth Prince, Your Highness, this person is here to cause trouble, and he's just a coachman in the vibration king's Palace. Letting him go on stage is already a big joke, I suggest that you immediately throw him out after you fold his staff five hundred times!"    

    

A person stood out and said. Quite a few people seconded. In their eyes, Mo Feng had only won a round by luck, a coachman being in the same hall as them, was simply an insult to them.    

    

On the other side, Zhu Qiulan was helping the fatty to heal her injuries. The fatty had already regained consciousness, but her body that was severely injured was not so easy to treat. Hearing that person's words, she was shocked. People here were good at decapitating, and they wouldn't even give you a chance to explain yourself. If you were to make a move in the imperial city, you would be sentenced to nine familial extermination!