C136 Zhan Yang Zhihong(2)
C136 Zhan Yang Zhihong(2)
Xiao Haoran, who was standing beside them, could no longer remain calm. Unknowingly, he felt somewhat ashamed of how he disdained Ling Feng the last time.
He wasn't sure if he could defeat Ling Feng a month ago, but at least for now, he was no longer a match for Ling Feng.
Cai Lili was also very surprised. How long had Ling Feng been in the academy? It was only three months, but he had grown to such an extent. If she was the one standing on the stage now, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to fight Yang Zhihong so peacefully.
Regarding Ling Feng's improvement, she was the clearest about it. From Chu Yun to the five deputy sect masters of Chasing Dragon Hall, then to Huangfu Ke and Yin Jie, every improvement made her feel inferior to him.
In the near future, wouldn't the number one genius of the Sky Ranking, Murong Haoqi, whom Yang Mubai and countless people wanted to catch up to be trampled under Ling Feng's feet?
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. The more she thought about it, the more shocked she became. It was truly heaven defying, and she didn't dare to think about it.
Hu Ping had been tightly holding the sword hilt of the Ancient Lunar Sword on his back. His eyes were burning with intense desire. That was a desire for strength. He had been chasing after Ling Feng's footsteps. But every time he saw Ling Feng attack, he felt like he was getting further and further away.
"Ling Feng, one day, I will catch up to you, and even surpass you!"
Hu Ping was a person born to fight. Although he and Ling Feng were good friends and brothers, he would never admit defeat. Ling Feng was his goal, and also the benchmark for advancing his strength.
Lin Hualong and the others, including the rookies who entered the academy with Ling Feng, naturally did not need to be said. They could not even see the shadow of Ling Feng. The gap between them had been infinitely widened.
Some of the people from the Human Class and the Earth Class also felt ashamed. One of them could not catch up, and the other was easily caught. This kind of disparity made many people want to curse. Are you f * cking reborn as a Martial Monarch or something? His strength improved without even blinking.
Ren Tianfeng had been paying attention to this Ling Feng in the sky. This student who he had decided to be a candidate for the Blood Order inheritance sequence. This really gave him a huge surprise. Cai Qingrong also had the same thought, although she had previously set a request for Ling Feng that was almost impossible to achieve. Ling Feng's improvement still shocked her.
Yang Zirong's heart had already started to tighten. He too had not expected Ling Feng's improvement. He remembered that when Ling Feng first entered the academy, one Chu Yun was already enough to make Ling Feng suffer. In just a short three months, this person had actually grown to a stage that even his own son could not match up to.
Yang Mubai's expression changed, he was terrified of Ling Feng's growth, "We absolutely can't let him continue growing!"
He had already made up his mind to put Ling Feng on the death list.
Wooh Fangfang felt a sense of familiarity when she first saw Ling Feng. At this moment, she felt even more strongly that this stubborn and unyielding youth. It was as if he had once been in her life, but she could not remember him. It was also like a dream. When she woke up, everything would return to its original state.
"Have we really met before?" Wooh Fangfang murmured softly.
Yang Mubai noticed the confused look in her eyes when she looked at Ling Feng. It made her even more certain that she wanted to kill Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, who was on the arena, did not know what everyone was thinking. Today's battle could be said to be the most intense one besides Van Yunhe. He had to use all his strength and did not dare to be careless.
Yang Zhihong's strength had also exceeded his imagination, although it was only a small realm difference. However, the gap between the late stage and the peak stage was too great. He could feel that Yang Zhihong's Yuan Qi had begun to show signs of converting into Yuan Qi. As long as Yang Zhihong was given enough time, he could enter the True Martial Stage at any time.
If Yang Zhihong broke through to the True Martial Stage, besides using his soul power, it would be almost impossible for him to defeat his opponent.
"Stop being so long-winded, let's settle this with the last strike!"
Right at this moment, Yang Zhihong suddenly retreated and shouted.
After fighting for so long, he was already somewhat annoyed. Ling Feng's tenacity and strength had already far exceeded his estimation. There was no way he could continue to drag on like this. Furthermore, he could already feel that Ling Feng was getting stronger and stronger.
From the information he had, he already knew that Ling Feng had a unique force of heaven and earth. It belonged to the type of force that grew stronger and stronger with each setback, and the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Ling Feng curled his lips and sneered.
"Scared? Hmph! If you're willing, I'll accompany you to the end! I'll definitely defeat you today! "
Yang Zhihong's eyes were like an eagle's, carrying an incomparable sharpness.
"Haha, it's just a joke, no need to take it seriously!"
Ling Feng grinned, "Then as you wish!"
After saying that, Ling Feng suddenly closed his eyes. The Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear sank, and his aura suddenly changed. The heaven and earth seemed to follow the rhythm of his heart, and the powerful spear force began to condense.
Yang Zhihong's pupils shrank. He knew that Ling Feng had started to accumulate energy. He didn't dare to be careless. Both of his hands began to form seals. Violent Yuan Qi surged around his body, causing the surrounding air to buzz.