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Mu Feng's face turned gloomy: Using the forced fighting order is not as simple as handing over my points, I will kill you.

Di Chen laughed and did not say anything. In fact, Di Chen did not have much confidence in defeating the three of them, so it was more likely that he would lose. Di Chen did not wish to fight with them, but if they used force, Di Chen would not be able to do anything.

An Yang saw that Di Chen did not seem to have any intention of fighting, and spoke in an angry tone: "Mu Feng, use your forced battle order to compete with him, the loss of one hundred points, I will use silver coins to compensate you."

His points had all been snatched away by Di Chen, so he only had a little silver left. This silver was useless in the wizard tower but could be used to buy pills outside.

Mu Feng thought for a while, then nodded his head and took out a forced battle order, and Di Chen and Mu Feng immediately entered the same room.

"I know you still hope to defeat me, but you have to know that once the battle starts, I won't let you go. I'll give you one last chance."

Mu Feng squinted his eyes and said, he had already decided to kill.

Di Chen continued to smile without a word, without bothering to speak any further with Di Chen, he leapt up, raised his Spirit Sword, and pierced towards Di Chen.

"Earth-grade equipment?" Di Chen could tell that he was afraid that his martial arts skills could not handle this strike, he immediately punched Mu Feng, the berserk force gushing out.

Bang!

Mu Feng's sword tip touched Di Chen's fist, and Di Chen only felt a wave of energy merge into his fist.'s fist shattered, and blood splashed in all directions. At the same time, Mu Feng's Spirit Sword was also shattered into pieces, and the two of them were forced to retreat at the same time.

"Such powerful strength," Mu Feng was surprised. He knew that Di Chen was not weak, so he directly used his strongest Earth Tool, but this Earth Tool was actually destroyed by Di Chen's fist?

Mu Feng glanced at the sword fragments on the ground and said: "No wonder Teacher Dongfang chose you to enter. You are indeed powerful, but my sword has already destroyed an arm, let's see how you continue to fight me."

Di Chen laughed: "I did lose an arm because of you, but your Earth Tool is your strongest. Without it, it would be hard for you to kill me."

Mu Feng laughed coldly: "You are a literati, but you did not use your scholar's cultivation technique just now, which means that you know your scholar's technique cannot withstand one of my attacks, so you can only use brute strength. I do not know why your strength is so great, but I have crippled one of your arms, so you are unable to use any strength, and I still have a martial soul, how do you think you can fight against me?"

In Mu Feng's opinion, Di Chen's greatest trump card was his own strength. However, Di Chen, who had lost an arm, was simply unable to display his full strength, so Mu Feng was not worried that Di Chen would still be able to defeat him.

Although this was the strongest opponent Di Chen had ever met, Di Chen still maintained his calm.

Mu Feng saw that Di Chen did not seem to be afraid at all, and immediately tapped on the center of his brows, causing three sword images to fly out from between his eyebrows. Standing in mid air, he pointed the tip of the sword at Di Chen.

"Three Sword Martial Spirit s?" Di Chen was secretly surprised, he had seen someone train with two Sword Martial Spirit s before, but this was his first time seeing three.

With a tap of one hand, three Spirit Sword s fell from the sky like lightning. Their speed was extremely fast and their power was extremely strong, so any one of them who hit Di Chen would definitely die.

Di Chen calmly looked at the three Sword Martial Spirit s, his gaze landed on Mu Feng, and laughed: "Do you really think I don't have martial soul?"

After saying that, he also pointed his finger at the center of his brows. Streaks of light shot out like golden needles and filled the entire space, causing the three Sword Martial Spirit s to dissipate bit by bit under the golden light.

"martial spirit of light?" Mu Feng's face was filled with shock. This martial spirit of light was the most powerful one among the martial soul. Di Chen was a literati, how could he have a martial soul?

Mu Feng was simply unable to resist the light beam, which penetrated through his body and pierced thousands of holes through it. After a while, the light ray disappeared, and Mu Feng laid in a pool of blood like a sieve, on the verge of death, not even having the strength to swallow the medicinal pellet.

Di Chen looked haggard and weak. This was already Di Chen's limit as he staggered over to Mu Feng's side and grabbed his Mage Token, directly inserting his points into his own plate.

Mu Feng could only watch on helplessly as Di Chen did this, as he did not even have the strength to speak.

"1,500 points?" Di Chen laughed, and thought to himself that these points were actually quite a lot. With these points, he would at least be able to raise Qin Er's cultivation by a level, and then, Di Chen first took out a medicinal pellet to simply heal his injuries, before dragging Mu Feng out of the room.

Outside the room.

An Yang, Liu Jingjing and the rest had been waiting for Di Chen and Mu Feng, no one knew what the result would be.

A few minutes later, the door finally opened, and Di Chen dragged the bloodied Mu Feng out.

"Mu Feng lost?" He was shocked for the rest of his life. Previously, he lost to Di Chen because he was just a little bit weaker, so Mu Feng, who was a stage higher than him, should be able to defeat him.

It would have been fine if he only lost, but Mu Feng's current appearance was too horrible to bear, he was not far from death, he did not even have the strength to swallow the pills, if not for Di Chen being merciful, he would have died long ago.

Di Chen threw Mu Feng in front of An Yang and the remaining of his life, then laughed: "Do the two of you still want to come?"

An Yang hurriedly took out a pill and fed it to Mu Feng, only then did his injuries stabilize.

"Di Chen," An Yang said angrily, "We are the same student, yet your attack is so heavy?"

Di Chen laughed coldly: "I have no enmity with you, but you want to snatch my points, and even want to kill me, you are asking for it. An Yang, the last time you used me as bait, I already let you go once, and now you have no complaints and want to snatch my points, don't blame me for this."

An Yang's expression changed as he asked: "Di Chen, what do you want?"

Di Chen said in a low voice: "Give your points to me as well, or else I'll forcibly snatch them away."

Previously, Di Chen had let her go because he was also a direct disciple, but this time, he did not offend his, as he had angered him by stealing his points.

An Yang was naturally unwilling to part with his points and said angrily: "Di Chen, your aura is weak, so I assume that you suffered serious injuries just now, and that you won't recover that easily. With your current body, you won't be able to defeat me."

had already unleashed his martial soul, his martial soul was different from the others. Using it once exhausted a lot of energy, and required a long time to recover, but now, Di Chen truly did not have the strength to fight anymore. He smiled and said: "You are right, I cannot beat you, but Jingjing can defeat you."

"She?" When An Yang said that the current Di Chen could not defeat him, it was just a guess, but in reality, she wasn't confident either. Hearing Di Chen admitting it now allowed his to heave a sigh of relief, as for Liu Jingjing, she did not put him in his heart at all.

An Yang mocked: Looking at your aura at least, you are cultivating rather quickly in the Martial King six stages, but do you really think that with your current strength, you can defeat me?

An Yang had already been in the Martial King Realm for a long time, but he only broke through the Martial King realm when he was in the Third Level of the Martial King Realm. Although Liu Jingjing could cultivate very quickly after she entered the wizard tower, An Yang still felt that this kind of cultivation was forced upon him.

Liu Jingjing also couldn't be bothered to talk to An Yang anymore, she directly walked to a room and casually said: "If you're confident, feel free to come."

An Yang never thought that Liu Jingjing would actually dare to compare herself with her, she was not worried too, she thought for a moment and followed him in.

"You are courting death," An Yang said as he conjured a Spirit Sword in his hand. With one leap, he pointed his sword at Liu Jingjing.

Liu Jingjing tapped the center of her brows, and a bolt of lightning struck towards An Yang.

"You're using the martial soul so quickly?" From An Yang's perspective, using the martial soul this quickly meant that Liu Jingjing was not confident, and wanted to use the strongest method to kill him from the start.

An Yang's sword struck against the lightning, and the lightning struck the Spirit Sword and made it hit An Yang's body. An Yang let out a miserable cry as he was directly sent flying by the lightning and his arm turned into ashes.

"How can her martial soul be so strong?" An Yang had a face full of surprise. It was obvious that Liu Jingjing had not even used his full strength just now, so she no longer dared to be careless. Similarly, a Four-tailed Demon Fox roared out from between her brows, and bit towards Liu Jingjing.

The Four-tailed Demon Fox had always been sly. Being able to refine this Demon Fox into a martial soul was not easy.

Another bolt of lightning shot out from between Liu Jingjing's brows, striking the body of the demon fox, causing it to let out a blood-curdling screech, before instantly dissipating.

"This …" The Four Tailed Demon Fox was not an ordinary martial soul either, but Liu Jingjing's lightning had no chance of resisting?

Liu Jingjing said calmly: "Di Chen said that you were no match for me, yet you just did not believe him. Give me your points now, I can spare your life."

Without the martial soul, how could he compare to Liu Jingjing?

An Yang clenched his teeth, and threw the Mage Token back to Liu Jingjing. Liu Jingjing took her contribution points, for a total of 2000 points, which was not a small amount.

Outside the room.

The rest of his life, he had full confidence in An Yang. After all, in his eyes, he could even beat Liu Jingjing, let alone An Yang.

Very quickly, the room's door opened, the battle had happened too quickly. The two of them walked out one after the other, no one had any obvious wounds, they must have used pills to recover, but Liu Jingjing's expression was calm, and An Yang's face was pale. This showed that An Yang had lost the competition.

"An Yang, you actually lost to her?" He couldn't believe it for the rest of his life, Mu Feng and An Yang both lost?

An Yang looked at Liu Jingjing with hatred. Even though she was unwilling, she was not a match for Liu Jingjing.

Di Chen coldly looked at the remaining of his life and said: "I let you off this once, but I said if you still want to find trouble with me, I won't let you off. For the rest of your life, Senior Brother, you should remember this, right?"

When he saw the killing intent in Di Chen's eyes for the rest of his life, he took a step back in fear and said, "Di Chen, what do you want?

Di Chen laughed, his eyes suddenly releasing a black light, then he saw the life value above his head, the power of a scholar surging into that life value, slowly wiping out his life.