Chapter 45

Qi Feng roared and shook his body, leaving a remnant in place, shooting at him at a speed like a ghost.

With a clap of his hand, the tiger is alive and the wind is fierce. Even the air seems to be blasted, making a dull noise.

In the face of the other party's sudden attack, Ji Wuyan's expression was calm, her toes were light on the ground, her body floated back like a feather, her heart moved with her will, her arms swung and slapped away.

Boom!

The palms of the two people collided with each other, making a crisp sound from the place where they collided. After a brief confrontation, the two figures retreated several steps at the same time.

Seeing that the other party took the palm so easily, Qi Feng was even more angry. With a loud drink, the strong internal Qi in his body ran quickly and poured into his palm with a special operation path of his arm meridians. Suddenly, strands of hot breath came out of his palm.

Fire burning palm!

The red light on the palm flashed like a sea of fire, and the terrible breath almost burned and twisted the whole space.

For a moment, the red air on the palm became more and more intense, like a dazzling miniature sun. The temperature was terrible, and the hot breath was almost suffocating.

"Die!"

His body was in a flash, Qi Feng burst out like a thunder, and his two red palms slapped in the direction of Ji Wuyan. In front of him, it was like a sea of fire, and the waves rolled one after another

In the face of this overwhelming attack, Ji Wuyan's eyes coagulated, her strong internal Qi quickly wrapped around her fist like a spirit snake, and wisps of light red gas came out from it.

Burning fist!

Ji Wuyan learned the nine level martial arts from a killer. Long before he came here, he learned the martial arts. Because of the system, he learned the martial arts in just a few seconds. There was no need to practice hard, which saved him a lot of cultivation effort.

The martial arts of the same fire attribute, when used, increased the surrounding temperature by a few points, and the hot atmosphere spread on the challenge arena. Even the disciples under the challenge arena felt the heat coming on their faces. They couldn't help but step back, their faces changed, and their eyes looked at the two people on the challenge arena in shock.

Is this the strength that comes out after knowing my martial arts?

It's terrible!

Countless disciples looked at the two figures in the challenge arena with expectant and envious eyes, and they were extremely eager to have such strong strength.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flames flashed frequently on the challenge arena. From the faint red air, there was a dull sound like thunder from time to time. The two figures quickly went back and forth on the challenge arena. Under the continuous collision of the two people, the bricks with high hardness on the ground were like fragile rubble, which broke when stepped on and spread around like a network

Not only that, the whole challenge arena also began to shake and break. Countless disciples looked at the brick wall of the challenge arena with a height of more than one meter. There was a crack from the challenge arena up and down and quickly spread down

Can't even this challenge arena that can withstand the impact of thousands of kilograms of force?

They looked so silly that they couldn't help taking a breath.

"I can't imagine that he even skillfully uses his martial arts to this extent. What a freak!"

Looking at the emaciated young man who fought with Qi Feng in the challenge arena, Bi Fang was also slightly stunned. He couldn't help but sigh, and the expectation in his eyes was a little strong.

Is it a pleasure for him to fight such a person?

"However, if you want to win, it doesn't seem so simple. I remember that guy seems to have refined the family martial arts of the whole family."

Similarly, as disciples of one of the four families, although they can not fully understand each other's strength, they definitely know much more than others.

Qi Feng should have at least one eight grade martial arts skill. If Ji Wuyan's real strength is like this, the game will come to an end.

indeed!

Qi Feng still couldn't take Ji Wuyan after seeing that he had performed the fire burning palm. Under the attention of countless eyes, he was also anxious.

With a low cry, Qi Feng's attack suddenly changed, the red air awn of his palm suddenly disappeared, and wisps of light cyan air awn gushed out of him. His breath was as sharp as a blade, moving without wind, and an invisible strong Qi swept around with light cyan light.

In the face of the sudden strength, Ji Wuyan's eyes coagulated slightly, her face was as usual, her fist was closed and rotated, and her body flew back as lightly as a returning goose. Her toes touched the ground and fell three feet away, looking at the center of the strength explosion.

The original light dust dissipated instantly at this moment. Within a radius of two meters centered on Qifeng, there were many cracks on the floor like claws. Those cracks were the same in length and looked so regular and uniform. Each one was about five feet long and one inch deep, which seemed to be deliberately made.

I don't know what sharp things caused these cracks, but they are so neat and uniform?

Ji Wuyan, standing three feet away, looked slightly at the center surrounded by those cracks, and the light cyan breath gushing from Qi Feng's body. If his soul's perception was correct, these cracks on the ground should be caused by the light cyan gas carried in the burst of strength just now.

What kind of martial art is this?

Ji Wuyan's eyes showed doubts.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to think about it. The disciples of the Qi family camp under the challenge arena have told him the answer.

"Hiss, how powerful! Unexpectedly, this guy forced young master Feng to use the sharp wind to break!"

"The boy should be finished. This sharp wind breaking is an eight grade martial art. It is said that after refining, you can open a tablet and split a stone. One palm is more sharp than a peerless sword. It is extremely terrible and powerful."

"Yes, although it's only eight grade martial arts, it's definitely better than ordinary eight grade martial arts. That boy is sure to lose."

......

"Sharp wind breaking!"

Ji Wuyan frowns slightly. Eight martial arts?

The light cyan breath on his body has gathered on Qi Feng's palms. Looking at the momentum, he is obviously ready to go.

Looking at Ji Wuyan, who frowned three feet away, Qi Feng raised a proud radian around his mouth, looked at each other, and said faintly: "Ji Wuyan, although you broke through to know me from yesterday, and today you have practiced a nine grade mysterious skill and applied it to such a skilled level, which really surprised me, but that's all."

The more he said, the happier he felt. Qi Feng liked the pleasure of controlling everything very much. Even next, he could imagine Ji Wuyan's despair when he heard what he said.

"Because if you want to win over me, you must at least cultivate an eight level martial arts skill. If you cultivate an eight level martial arts skill, it can take as short as three days and as long as ten days. You can't do it in such a short time."

"Therefore, this game is destined to be won by Qi Feng."

Speaking of this, Qi Feng's mouth turned higher, his eyes condensed, stared at the expression on Ji Wuyan's face, hoping to see the expression that made him happy from each other's face.

However, he was disappointed!

After hearing his words, the other party's face was still as calm as ever, without any change. Even the originally frowned eyebrows stretched at this moment.

The smile on Qi Feng's face froze, and a wisp of anger rose from his eyes again. His teeth were clattering. Just as he was ready to get angry, Ji Wuyan opened his mouth.

"Who said it was impossible?" Ji Wuyan glanced at him and said faintly.

As soon as the voice fell, strands of black breath were wrapped around his hands. The rotten, dark and heart palpitating breath filled the air. The other party seemed to hide a terrible darkness and devour other people's hearts. Those cold eyes were like the devil of hell.

Seeing such a change, Qi Feng's pupils suddenly shrunk, and his body involuntarily took a step back. He immediately realized that it was wrong, and his face immediately showed an angry color, an expression of anger.

He just, he was just frightened by the other party's eyes. This cowardly performance made him feel extremely angry when he thought about it.

"You want to die!"

In shame and anger, Qi Feng roared violently, and his figure shook as fast as thunder. He rushed to Ji Wuyan in a few arrow steps, and his palm chopped down at the other party, and the light blue light flashed away.

At this moment, his palm was like an invincible treasure knife, with an unstoppable momentum. The rapid action made the surrounding space tremble slightly and made a rapid and dull sound.

The sharp palm wind, just like the cold wind in winter, came face to face, stinging people's skin.

Looking at the figure from the rapid killing, Ji Wuyan's eyes coagulated, and the black awn on her palm soared rapidly. She covered it all on her palm. When her toes were light on the ground, she swept out like a flying swallow and was as light as a swallow. She left a few faint residual shadows on the challenge arena, and slapped out with her palm against the light blue light

"Bang!"

The light cyan light and the black light collided and intertwined with each other, sending out a slight dull sound. The floor intersected with the two seemed to be punched by 10000 kilograms of force, cracks cracked like a mesh, and light dust quickly diffused around the two people

Hoo

All the people who saw this scene held their breath and stared at the two fuzzy figures in the smoke.

Could it be... Who won?

The hearts of tens of thousands of people at the scene were affected, and everyone's eyes focused on the two people in the challenge arena.

Shaoqing.

The dust in the air settled.

The two people in the center of the challenge arena gradually and clearly float in front of everyone.

"It's impossible!"

After Qi Feng looked at him and touched his palm, he stood a foot in front of him. Ji Wuyan, who was still unharmed, suddenly showed an incredible look on his face, and the whole person shouted wildly on the spot.

"How can you practice a eight grade martial arts skill in such a short time? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

At the moment, Qi Feng's eyes are red, like a rabbit that will bite when he is forced to hurry. He rushed to Ji Wuyan again

At this time, a low and helpless voice came from the front.

"Foshan... Shadowless feet!"