Violent Martial Soul System

kiss Me?

When Zhao Feng heard this, his eyes lit up involuntarily.

This is not a bad reward, although it was kissed by the other party, it is not bad.

"Okay, but let me add another condition, that it must be fulfilled immediately, and it must be fulfilled in public, how about it?"

Zhao Feng added.

"The tone is really big, so it's up to you, you can't win anyway."

Han Bingche replied casually, because she felt that it was impossible for Zhao Feng to beat Bing Wuya, not even a 10% chance.

However, if he knew that Zhao Feng had defeated Teng Lie, who was ranked 100 on the Dige List, he would regret it to death.

"Okay, then I'll go up and beat that Bing Wuya away now."

Zhao Feng suddenly had motivation.

Suddenly, a shout fell into Zhao Feng's ears, "Zhao Feng, what are you dawdling about? Are you afraid?"

Obviously, this was shouted by Bing Wuya on the ring.

Before, Bing Wuya knew that he couldn't beat Zhao Feng, but now, he had an adventure, broke three stars in a row, and reached the peak four-star Wu Kuang.

Moreover, he is still a dual martial soul fighter, he feels that he has absolute confidence to defeat Zhao Feng!

"Bing Wuya, thanks to the fact that you are still the son of the emperor of Xiahua's martial arts world, you don't even have the patience for this?"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and then slowly walked onto the ring.

Bing Wuya also didn't want to have a verbal argument with Zhao Feng, so he immediately shouted: "It's useless to talk more, don't think that you have the right to shout in front of me after defeating Teng Lie, and I'll let you see next, what is it?" strength!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people under the ring showed expressions of disbelief.

Teng Lie, isn't this a great leader in Xiahua's martial arts world?

Zhao Feng actually defeated him?

"This bastard deliberately tricked me. How could he defeat that Teng Lie?"

Han Bingche stamped her feet in anger.

From the discussion of the people around her, she could know that Teng Lie was a six-star martial arts disciple who ranked more than 100 in the Ling Pavilion, and Zhao Feng was able to defeat him. Wouldn't it be easier to defeat Bing Wuya?

If Bing Wuya loses, then she has to fulfill her promise...

Immediately, Han Bingche had mixed feelings in her heart. She hoped that Bing Wuya would lose, but also hoped that Zhao Feng would lose. She was very conflicted.

"Okay, then please His Royal Highness Bing Wuya, teach me a lesson for this idiot who dares to offend the brat from the Xia Hua Shenwu Realm."

Zhao Feng still looked calm and breezy, as if he didn't take Bing Wuya seriously.

However, those people in the audience began to discuss in low voices again.

"It's miserable, this kid is doomed, and he dared to challenge the son of the emperor of Xiahua's martial arts world, he really wants to die!"

"That's not necessarily the case. You were in retreat a few days ago, so you don't know. This kid is a formation master. He has joined the Wumeng and became a deacon."

"Isn't it just a formation mage, Wumeng needs such a big battle, give him a deacon?"

"He is not an ordinary array mage, but he can build the foundation of the spirit gathering array. He only needs two fifth-grade Yuanjing every day to last forever. I heard that he set up hundreds of spirit gathering arrays yesterday afternoon."

"What? Hundreds of spirit gathering arrays?"

The people in the audience were still discussing, and they didn't expect that Zhao Feng was so capable. After all, the Wumeng had a lot of people, but there were only a dozen or so deacons.

However, at this moment, a fight broke out in the arena. Moreover, the battle lasted only a second.

"boom!"

A huge muffled sound was heard, and then, a figure flew out.

"what?"

The dozens of people under the ring were all shocked.

Someone, was killed in seconds?

who is it?

Everyone looked intently, and their eyes fell on the figure on the ring.

It's Bing Wuya!

It was Bing Wuya who was blown away, and it was Zhao Feng who was standing on the ring at this time!

"What did I see? Bing Wuya was punched flying, how is this possible?"

"What's going on here, I didn't see clearly just now, who can tell me what happened?"

"I can't see clearly either.

He knew that after Bing Wuya and Zhao Feng punched each other, they flew out. "

"Impossible, Bing Wuya is a four-star peak martial madman after all, and the son of the emperor of the Xia Hua Shenwu world. He has been guided by masters since he was a child. Even if he is a martial mad peak, it will be difficult to defeat him with one blow."

"Who knows, anyway, Bing Wuya flew off the ring."

Few people in the arena could clearly see Zhao Feng's actions just now, but Han Bingche saw them clearly.

It was true that Zhao Feng just threw out one punch, and it was this punch that directly sent Bing Wuya flying, without any unnecessary movements.

Just one punch!

"Why is his physique so strong? I have also practiced body training since I was a child, but my physique is not the slightest difference from his. It is the same imperial martial skill, but I can knock people away with one punch..."

Han Bingche was very puzzled.

"Zhao Feng wins!"

The disciple registered under the ring named Zhao Feng was stunned for a while before announcing.

He guessed that Zhao Feng should be able to defeat Bing Wuya, but he didn't expect to kill him instantly.

With this strength, you can definitely break into one hundred and fifty!

But he also understood that Zhao Feng was purely looking for trouble for Bing Wuya.

At this moment, Bing Wuya, who flew to the bottom of the ring, spat out another mouthful of blood, then stood up weakly with the support of several disciples from Xia Hua Shenwu Realm.

He looked at Zhao Feng in astonishment, and said in surprise, "Why are you so strong? It's impossible!"

"What's impossible, Bing Wuya, could it be that you can't afford to lose, and want to do it again? I'm happy to accompany you."

Zhao Feng smiled calmly.

Bing Wuya gritted her teeth angrily.

Just now he and Zhao Feng exchanged punches, and almost felt that his arm was going to be crippled. If that punch landed on his body, he would be crippled...

Let him go up and fight Zhao Feng again now, it's all courting death!

"Okay, I, Bing Wuya, have written down this grudge, in the future, I will definitely return it to you intact!"

Bing Wuya said something with a straight face, and then left quickly.

The current him, I'm afraid he can't even clenched his fists, at least he needs to cultivate for ten days and a half months.

However, Zhao Feng's tripartite offended him twice, and he would never let it go.

Looking at Bing Wuya's leaving back, Zhao Feng smiled nonchalantly, and then slowly walked off the ring under the attention of everyone.

Now he has defeated Bing Wuya who is ranked 200th and replaced him.

Although Bing Wuya has become an official disciple, because Zhao Feng who defeated him is a candidate disciple, he has no ranking.

"Congratulations, junior."

Immediately, many people greeted them, all members of the Martial League that Zhao Feng had met before.

After Zhao Feng dealt with these people, he suddenly discovered that Han Bingche's girl had disappeared...

"This girl, do you think you'll be fine if you escape this time?"

Zhao Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't think much about it.

Anyway, he and Han Bingche live together. If they run away, the monks cannot escape the temple, and they can escape for a while, but they cannot escape forever.