Crazy Leveling System

They were about the same as Mu Jue, if Mu Jue could not even handle one of Cheng Qingling's attacks, then would they be able to take it?    

    

Cheng Qingling looked at Mu Jue in the distance, then retracted his blade, and a pure white little fox appeared in his arms, just that the little fox's head had slowly turned red.    

    

It was the divine beast, the Nine-tailed Firefox, that Cheng Qingling had stolen from Xiao Chen back then.    

    

Cheng Qingling landed on the pavilion with the Nine-tailed Firefox in his arms, not saying a word.    

    

Everyone looked at Cheng Qingling's figure with respect.    

    

"This girl is still so violent, but …" "Sigh …" Xiao Chen was a little helpless. The hatred between them was not something that could be easily dispelled.    

    

"Who wants to fight next!?" Xiao Chen said indifferently.    

    

In a split-second, everyone's gazes concentrated on Xiao Chenshen.    

    

"Chu Hong must die, the people from blood bat family must die too!" Xiao Chen looked at Xue Tu and Chu Hong, and the killing intent in his eyes was released without any concealment.    

    

"Hmph, how arrogant!" Chu Hong snorted, the blood red color in Xue Tu's eyes became even more sinister.    

    

"Hehe, you're just a Martial Ancestor, yet you're so arrogant. Do you really think you can compare with my junior sister?" Feng Yun looked at Xiao Chen with disdain, and mocked.    

    

"Regarding the matter between Qing Ling and I, you'd better not say anything. Otherwise, I don't mind suppressing you first!" Xiao Chen said indifferently as he looked at Feng Yun. Feng Yun had always mocked him based on the level of his cultivation, which made him patient. Xiao Chen had long seen Cheng Qingling's monstrous talent, but so what if Feng Yun?    

    

He was older than Cheng Qingling by more than ten years, but he was only at Level One Martial Emperor. Xiao Chen had several ways to kill him.    

    

"Hmph, you want to suppress me with just a mere Martial Ancestor Realm ant? What makes you think you can?" Feng Yun mocked.    

    

"You are not allowed to humiliate Xiao Chen, or I will hit you." Chang Qianqian, who was at the side, looked at Feng Yun and shouted angrily, with traces of tears still in his eyes.    

    

"If you were to become a Martial Emperor, I would still be interested in fighting you. With your insignificant cultivation level, you are not worthy enough for me to help you." Feng Yun said in disdain.    

    

"Are you afraid?" Chang Qianqian's entire body was surrounded by wind blades, she arrived in the sky, looked at Feng Yun and said: "Feng Yun, if you're afraid, then apologize to Xiao Chen, or you can come up and fight."    

    

"Humph, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Feng Yun coldly snorted and flew up into the air.    

    

"Wind Blade!" A blade appeared in Chang Qianqian's palm. The blade was made of tiny wind blades that chopped towards the wind and clouds.    

    

"An insignificant skill." Feng Yun laughed disdainfully. Flames flickered in his palm as he struck out with his palm towards the wind blades.    

    

The wind blade was instantly shattered, but Chang Qianqian had a smile plastered on her face.    

    

"Watch your back." Someone suddenly exclaimed.    

    

Feng Yun instantly turned around, only to see that there was a ruler behind him, directly smashing onto his head.    

    

Feng Yun didn't even have time to react, he only felt a strong power coming from the ruler as he felt a wave of dizziness.    

    

Just as he was about to resist, the ruler had already struck his head once again. The true essence that he had gathered with great difficulty was immediately dispersed.    

    

Immediately after, everyone saw a strange scene. A ruler was constantly hitting the top of Feng Yun's head, but he did not have any reaction. He was only passively receiving beatings.    

    

"That ruler doesn't have the aura of a magical treasure, but why is it that every time Feng Yun condensed his true essence, it would scatter?" Chu Hong carefully examined the ruler that suddenly appeared, he looked around, it was just an ordinary ruler that could not be compared to normal.    

    

The unmeasured ruler was a Divine Equipment, even the Expert of Martial God would not be able to discover its secrets, much less Martial Emperors.    

    

Feng Yun was so mad, he did not know what was going on, but the sudden appearance of the ruler caught him off guard, after all, he was still a Martial Emperor Expert, so even if he did not mainly cultivate the body, normal treasures would not be able to harm him at all. However, the ruler in front of him was painful, and it was impossible for him to escape, because he could not circulate his True Essence, as if a mysterious force had destroyed all of his True Essence.    

    

"This is too much fun." Chang Qianqian's face was full of excited smiles. This was the first time she used a unmeasured ruler, she never thought that the unmeasured ruler could easily move and appear anywhere they wished to.    

    

"Fight, fight, fight, we'll make you look down on us!"    

    

"Admit defeat?" Chang Qianqian commanded the unmeasured ruler to continuously knock on Feng Yun's head like a hamster.    

    

This scene stunned everyone. The storm of Level One Martial Emperor, had been suppressed just like this.    

    

"Could that ruler be a high-grade magic treasure?"    

    

"I never thought that Profound Spirit Sect's First Miss, who loved to cry the most, would actually be this strong!"    

    

"Hmph, making him look down on us low level experts, isn't he still being suppressed and beaten up?"    

    

Many people on the contest ground were discussing softly.    

    

"AHH!" Feng Yun angrily roared, "I will kill you!"    

    

"Humph!" Chang Qianqian snorted, the wind blade in her hand directly slashed at Feng Yun.    

    

Feng Yun was suppressed by the unmeasured ruler so he was unable to use his defense. The wind blade directly cut through Feng Yun's clothes, leaving behind a scar on his body.    

    

"If you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for being impolite." Chang Qianqian's fingertip had a sharp aura of wind blades.    

    

"Don't even think about me admitting defeat!" Feng Yun was furious.