"I admit that you are talented. In the future, you may be qualified to stand in front of me, but now you want to challenge me. I really don't understand why you are so stupid." Che Shaodong's words were calm, without any emotion, but the momentum in his words was very sharp.
"You, you think too highly of yourself." Jiang Feng responded coldly.
"I'll let you know that today's battle is the worst decision you've ever made in your entire life. I'll also let Mo Qing see just how poor his judgement is."
Che Shaodong's words carried a strong sense of self-confidence. His eyes became wild like demonic beasts, and his terrifying momentum was completely unleashed.
Dong!
In the next moment, Che Shaodong stomped his feet and rushed out, exuding an extremely violent momentum. As he rushed out, a terrible wind blew on the Life and Death Platform.
"Mountain-splitting Fist!"
His body rose into the air, and Che Shaodong was like an eagle soaring in the air. He clenched his five fingers tightly, and his fist radiance flashed as he viciously smashed down on Jiang Feng below. Sharp fist prints continuously bombarded towards Jiang Feng, carrying an explosive destructive force.
"Autumn Water I Royal Sword!"
Jiang Feng raised his hand, and spirit energy covered the body of the sword. It was as if his entire person had merged with the sword. The long sword rose into the air and stabbed straight at Che Shaodong.
Clang!
The fist print met the long sword, making an ear-piercing clanging sound.
At the same time, the frightening force of the fist tore through all space and crushed Jiang Feng's longsword with an overwhelming momentum.
Peng!
Then, the body of the sword seemed to be unable to withstand the terrible fist print and broke from the middle. Che Shaodong's momentum did not decrease, and he roared. The violent fist print continued to carry the devastating momentum and continued to punch toward Jiang Feng.
Just as Che Wuhen had expected, Che Shaodong's realm was much higher than Jiang Feng's, and the Mountain Splitting Fist was a superior class martial technique of the mortal rank. How could Jiang Feng fight against it?
At this moment, Jiang Feng smelled a strong sense of danger. He hastily circulated the power of the Domineering Star Body. Wisps of pure white light covered his palm as he furiously hacked out.
Honglong!
With a loud noise, the violent Qi strength of the space exploded wildly. Che Shaodong's fist print broke through everything and collided with Jiang Feng's palm. In an instant, Jiang Feng only felt an unparalleled force coming at him, and his whole arm kept shaking, as if it was about to break.
"Psst!"
Due to the force of the collision, Jiang Feng's footsteps retreated and his entire body quickly bounced back. His feet rubbed against the ground, creating a 'chi chi' sound, leaving behind a scratch that was more than a meter long.
At the same time, a terrible power rushed into his body, and his internal organs were shaking.
Looking down, he found that the layer of white light on his arm was cracked like a spider web.
"What a powerful force!"
Jiang Feng stared intently at Che Shaodong. They were both martial arts techniques of the perfect level, but his opponent's realm was stronger than his, and the level of his martial arts techniques was higher than his. He didn't hold any advantage in a confrontation of moves, and even the Domineering Star Body couldn't block his opponent's powerful power.
It seemed that this battle would not be so easy.
"As expected, Che Shaodong is stronger. Jiang Feng is barely able to take a single blow." The crowd couldn't help but think to themselves when they saw this scene. Jiang Feng was strong, but it was still difficult for him to defeat Che Shaodong.
The corners of Che Wuhen's mouth curled into a smile. There seemed to be no accident in this battle.
"Is this your strength? You can't even take 30 percent of my strength?" Che Shaodong sneered and said arrogantly.
"Your realm is stronger than mine, and your level of martial dao techniques is higher than mine. I'm naturally no match for you in terms of strength, but since you have your advantages, I naturally have my advantages." Jiang Feng didn't care about the previous clash. His expression was as usual and full of confidence.
"Is that so? Then I'll play with you again." Che Shaodong laughed coldly as he strolled towards Jiang Feng. His aura grew more and more violent, and a force that could shatter mountains and rivers continuously attacked Jiang Feng.
As he watched Che Shaodong walk over step by step, the spirit qi in Jiang Feng's body started circulating wildly. At the same time, he was gathering the power of Shadow Kill. He cultivated Shadow Kill. As long as he was willing, he could move in an instant and kill Che Shaodong when he was caught off guard.
"Perhaps, it's playing with fire to burn yourself." Jiang Feng responded coldly.
Dong!
All of a sudden, the ground shook again. Che Shaodong rushed toward Jiang Feng with a fierce momentum, like a fierce beast. A terrible wind swept over and hit Jiang Feng.
"Let's end it, Mountain Splitting Fist!" The rolling fist force surged over. This time, the frightening fist imprint was several times more violent than before. It was obvious that Che Shaodong had used all of his strength. This battle was a battle of no suspense. It was time for Jiang Feng to die.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
A terrifying fist imprint fell down like a shattered star. It was accompanied by a terrifying destructive force that swallowed Jiang Feng up.
"Ah!"
The crowd cried out in surprise when they saw this scene. They all widened their eyes in shock. Had Jiang Feng been destroyed just like that?
However, Che Shaodong's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were wide open, full of horror.
This was because his fist didn't land on Jiang Feng's body. He looked closely and didn't see Jiang Feng's figure in the terrifying strength.
A living person just disappeared into thin air. This...
In an instant, Che Shaodong was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, a dangerous aura suddenly attacked him, which frightened Che Shaodong so much that his expression changed dramatically.
A fist print appeared in front of him without warning. He had no time to react. In a hurry, he had to raise his hand to block it.
"Get lost!"
Jiang Feng used Shadow Kill and appeared in front of Che Shaodong like a ghost. The power of the Domineering Sky Star Body gathered in his palm and struck out with all his might.
Peng!
Che Shaodong groaned and retreated madly. Jiang Feng took advantage of the situation to attack. Numerous fist prints continuously landed on Che Shaodong's body, almost sending him flying.
"What's going on? Jiang Feng actually suppressed Che Shaodong instead."
"This..."
The crowd was in an uproar. They didn't clearly see how Jiang Feng had reversed the situation, but this didn't affect their excitement. Their anticipation grew even stronger.
"Psst!"
On the high platform, Che Wuhen was so shocked that he stood up. His gloomy face was filled with disbelief. Jiang Feng, who was at the ninth level of the Body Tempering stage, was actually able to suppress Che Shaodong.
Although he was very surprised, Che Wuhen's expression quickly calmed down. Fortunately, he was still prepared.
Peng!
A soft sound came from the Life and Death Platform again. Che Shaodong and Jiang Feng retreated at the same time. The former panted heavily while Jiang Feng looked down with a gloomy face.
His palm was scarlet, and a large amount of blood kept spilling out. He looked up at Che Shaodong, and his killing intent was extremely strong.
"Despicable!"
Under his violent attack, not only did he not hurt Che Shaodong, but he also got hurt instead. The reason was very simple. Che Shaodong wore a soft armor.
Huh?
The crowd was stunned and their gazes fell on Jiang Feng's hand, appearing quite puzzled. Why was Jiang Feng injured in the face of this wild attack?
"Rip!"
Che Shaodong's shirt shattered, and a set of silver software appeared on his body. He said coldly, "I didn't expect this set of soft armor to be a little useful. You didn't let me down. Such a battle is interesting."
"The Che family is indeed shameless." Jiang Feng said coldly.
The crowd understood and nodded inwardly. Che Shaodong's realm was stronger than Jiang Feng's to begin with, and he was even wearing armor. He was indeed shameless.
"The resources are part of your strength. How can you say that you're shameless?" Che Shaodong looked as usual, without any shame.
"I've already seen the shamelessness of the Che family a long time ago." Jiang Feng responded coldly.
"Anyway, such a battle is qualified for me to exert my real strength. Next, I'll feel the smell of death." Che Shaodong's mouth curved into a smile, but it was very cold.
"Don't you think you're full of nonsense?" Jiang Feng's tone was cold. Che Shaodong had always emphasized that he had the right to fight with him, as if he was saying that he wasn't as good as him in the first place. In other words, he was only qualified.
"Since you're eager to die, I'll grant your wish," Che Shaodong said calmly. Suddenly, a terrible Qi Power emanated from his body, and his fist intent surged, as if it was integrated with it. At this moment, Che Shaodong seemed to be a fierce and overbearing fist print.
"What a terrifying fist intent!" The crowd was shocked. No matter whether Che Shaodong was shameless or not, they had to admit that his Mountain-splitting Fist was indeed powerful.
"I really want to see if I can shatter you with one punch." Che Shaodong raised the corners of his mouth and kept sneering.
"This punch won't hurt me," Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Is that so?"
Che Shaodong laughed coldly. He bent his body slightly and suddenly shot out. A fierce and overbearing aura spread out, and his entire being was like a fist print as he crazily pressed down on Jiang Feng.
"Crack!"
The space continued to shatter as a terrifying fist print suppressed everything, locking onto Jiang Feng and crushing him with overwhelming momentum. The absolute strength of the punch caused the crowd around the ring to retreat in terror.
"Fight!"
Jiang Feng's eyes were blood red as he similarly focused his fists and charged forward. His fierce fist imprint had broken through Che Shaodong's fist aura, but had stopped three inches away from his opponent's fist, making it difficult for him to advance any further.
"Boom!"
Che Shaodong's eyes darkened. He exerted force into his arms, and his vicious fist power shattered Jiang Feng's fist print. The space around him was filled with his fist power, and crackling sounds could be heard.
"As you said, my realm is stronger than yours, and my martial arts technique is stronger than yours. How can you resist it?"
Che Shaodong looked at Jiang Feng with a sinister expression and said coldly, "I've already said that anyone who offends my Che family will die!"
Jiang Feng stared at the violent fist prints as his strength was destroyed.
However, there was not the slightest panic on his face. Instead, his face was as calm as water without the slightest ripple. His dark black eyes contained a piercing cold glint. His lips moved slightly and an indifferent voice was spat out from his mouth.
"You're not qualified to kill me."
As his cold voice fell, Jiang Feng suddenly raised his hand. The dripping blood seemed to have come alive and was sucked into his palm. A terrifying wave of blood qi filled the air.
In an instant, the entire ring was suffused with a bloody aura, and a blood red color hovered in Jiang Feng's palm.
"What terrifying blood energy, what kind of power is that?"
The crowd felt the smell of blood and could not help but tremble in their hearts. This horrible blood Qi seemed to come from hell and was extremely frightened, which made the crowd subconsciously retreat again.
"Buzz buzz!"
Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly widened, as if a streak of blood had burst out. He raised his arm, and a streak of blood red light whistled out, as if a sea of blood had broken through the dam, filling the surroundings.
"Blood Soul Sting!"
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