The Emperor Of The World

C622 Beginning Victory



C622 Beginning Victory

"Hua!"    

    

The moment he said that, the entire audience went into an uproar. The audience booed nonstop as they charged at him with taunts and taunts.    

    

"Very good!" Leng Wuqing's eyes narrowed, his eyes filled with killing intent. He had decided to freeze this brat, along with the Primordial Spirit, into ice shards!    

    

Which move are you thinking of using to deal with me? That means, he could deal with me with just a single move?    

    

Leng Wuqing was a person who loved face the most. He could not bear such silent humiliation the most, and it was even harder to accept than pointing at your nose and scolding you.    

    

Thus, he put down his status and attacked Dian Feng first!    

    

The challenger was the first to make a move, who would make the first move? It was obvious that he lost his identity, but Leng Wuqing was enraged. He wanted to kill this brat who was blabbering nonsense!    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Following the rhythmic movement of a gust of wind, Leng Wuqing disappeared within the snowflakes that filled the sky and reappeared next to Dian Feng.    

    

Before he could slap Leng Wuqing, Dian Feng seemed to have the Heaven's Eyes, seeing through his invisibility that could confuse the Spiritual Sense, and kicked towards Leng Wuqing!    

    

Leng Wuqing was slightly shocked, he placed the fan horizontally in front of his chest and pushed it with all his strength. In an instant, a strong gust of wind was born from the fan's feathers!    

    

The kick Dian Feng kicked out did not even hit, yet he could already feel the powerful strength contained within the snow wind, and actually made him feel that it was somewhat obstructing!    

    

However, this kick still landed on the Feather Fan!    

    

Bang!    

    

With a loud sound, anyone with keen eyes would be able to see that in the instant they were hit, a shockwave was generated from the feather fan, blowing away the snow in the air!    

    

Leng Wuqing was like a cannonball, shooting straight to the side of the stage. He was unable to withstand the kick alone, and under the condition that a portion of the force had been removed from the kick!    

    

"Ta ta ta ?" Leng Wuqing continuously retreated, both his legs stepping on the snow as he hoped to dissipate the force.    

    

He retreated all the way until he reached the edge of the arena before finally coming to a stop. He leaned his body back and bowed in front of him. Then, he stood still and did not fall down!    

    

"How could that be!" Leng Wuqing found it hard to understand. This Wind God was actually able to stand so steadily in the wind created by his attack, if it was an ordinary person, they would have already been sent flying!    

    

And this Wind God could actually kick him so far away!    

    

There was complete silence. This scene caused many people to feel surprised and uneasy. At this moment, there were already people wondering if they had bet the wrong amount of treasures.    

    

"Your fan is not bad. It didn't break." Dian Feng was also surprised, he glanced at Leng Wuqing's feather fan and said.    

    

Not a single hair was missing from the fan after receiving one of his kicks. It could be considered a treasure.    

    

"You really placed the Cultivation Level in Five Elements Secret Realm?" Leng Wuqing squinted his eyes, and asked with a questioning tone.    

    

He felt that in that instant, Dian Feng's strength had completely surpassed his Five Elements Secret Realm;    

    

But Leng Wuqing also knew, since the people from Colosseum did not come out to stop them, it meant that Dian Feng had not violated the rules.    

    

"Just give up. See how your hands are shaking?" Dian Feng sneered as he glanced at Leng Wuqing's two hands that were holding the fan.    

    

Leng Wuqing did not reply. He only took a few deep breaths and swallowed it down. Previously, when Dian Feng had kicked him while he was holding the fan, the force had naturally reached both of his hands, causing his hands to become numb, and even causing him some pain!    

    

"Hmph, I, Leng Wuqing, have never known to admit defeat, what is it!" Leng Wuqing clenched his teeth and snorted, he knew that he had met an iron wall, but even if he was not his match, admitting defeat was definitely impossible.    

    

Defeat did not mean certain death. A person who could admit defeat in one piece would not be able to survive!    

    

This was a rule of the Colosseum, admitting defeat so easily was impossible, the gamblers would not let him off, the Colosseum would not let him off either!    

    

"Fine, I will kick you out of the arena!" Dian Feng laughed lightly, and after a snort, he suddenly rushed towards Leng Wuqing like a gust of wind!    

    

Leng Wuqing suddenly understood, why this man dared to call himself Feng Shen ? his speed was too fast!    

    

This was not the Teleport, but rather, the speed at which Dian Feng was running on the ground, was not something the Five Elements Cultivators could see clearly!    

    

Dian Feng would not reveal his Teleport, so he could only be the Wind God. Any "Dian Feng" signature move, could not be displayed here!    

    

Weng! *    

    

Leng Wuqing suddenly held onto the fan tightly, and poured all the True Essence around his body into it, causing the fan to immediately become ten times bigger, he held onto the fan and waved it towards his front!    

    

No matter how fast Dian Feng was, he would definitely be charging towards him.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

Suddenly, the snow storm erupted and a gust of wind blew towards Dian Feng. Countless ice conical blades condensed in the air and shot towards Dian Feng as if they were endless!    

    

Ding ding ding ?    

    

When these ice awls shot in front of Dian Feng, he was unable to advance and he activated the Heaven Rank Guardian Formation. But no one would understand this method. Dian Feng's realm was always at the Five Elements Secret Realm, and no one would detect anything.    

    

Hu hu hu hu!    

    

Leng Wuqing continuously fanned himself with the wind, but Dian Feng did not slow down at all. Although he was also slowed down, he was still a black shadow, and rushed in front of Leng Wuqing!    

    

"What, this, this is impossible!" Leng Wuqing found it hard to accept, his feather fan was not normal, the material it was made of was high end, even normal Spirit Stones would not be able to brazenly fight in the wind, let alone running with the wind!    

    

However, this was the truth!    

    

Then, he saw a huge footplate.    

    

Bang!    

    

At the critical moment, Leng Wuqing used the fan to cover his face, but when Dian Feng kicked him, he felt as if his nose was broken, and his body flew backwards!    

    

Plop!    

    

When Leng Wuqing got up again, he was already outside the stage, he had lost!    

    

The audience seemed to have forgotten about the thunderous applause.    

    

"You've let me win!" Dian Feng cupped his hands at Leng Wuqing who was lying down below the stage and said.    

    

Leng Wuqing's entire body was trembling, the right hand that was holding onto the fan trembled uncontrollably, the veins on his body were popping up, he had never thought that he would lose so quickly!    

    

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that he couldn't accept this and fought again. However, he was not a child after all. He knew that he was lucky to be able to land safely. Although his body was hurting, he was still luckier than those who only had one Primordial Spirit left or even died.    

    

But he still stared at Dian Feng's black mask with his resentful eyes for a long time, and Dian Feng's indifferent and useless gaze, left a deep impression in his mind!    

    

Thirty-nine victories. This was a feat that he had only achieved after a year of fighting. In an instant, it vanished like smoke into thin air. He knew that he had become the stepping stone of the Wind God.    

    

"Damn it!" Leng Wuqing stood up from the ground, bowed his head and walked towards the edge of the road, towards the backstage.    

    

He felt that it must have been done on purpose, and that Lan Family must have been used on purpose!    

    

Dian Feng's odds were 1: 2, and his odds were 5: 1. This was a deceptive trick, which fooled everyone!    

    

Suddenly, just as Leng Wuqing was about to leave silently, the spectators finally reacted.    

    

"Fuck you, Leng Wuqing, why did you lose to me?! Why don't you just die?! " Some people grudgingly scolded, betting all their wealth on Leng Wuqing to win, but now there was nothing left!    

    


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