Chapter 56 A force of ten thousand catties!
Soon it shrank to the size of a grain of rice and was almost invisible to the naked eye. Then the mysterious scrap iron disappeared into Chen Feng's hand, followed the meridians, came to the Dantian, and was sucked in by the ancient tripod.
Chen Feng looked inside his dantian and found that the mysterious scrap iron had been wrapped in dragon's blood.
At this moment, the mysterious scrap iron exudes a green and cold light, light and noble. Although it is only the size of a grain of rice, its momentum is extremely powerful. Like an extremely powerful holy beast, it looked down at Chen Feng proudly.
This majestic momentum cannot be suppressed even by the ancient tripod!
Chen Feng was surprised and happy. Although he didn't know what the scrap metal was, it looked like it was extraordinary.
He sat cross-legged, holding a medium-grade spiritual stone in each hand, and began to absorb the huge spiritual energy in it.
There have been a lot of things going on these days, and I haven't been able to calm down and practice quietly.
As the spiritual stone was crushed by the ancient cauldron, the spiritual energy was transformed into true energy, and then was taken over by Chen Feng for his own use. His strength was also growing.
The day and night passed quickly.
Early the next morning, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The divine light in his eyes flashed, the true energy in his body surged, and his state reached its peak.
After practicing day and night, his strength increased to ten thousand kilograms! A full twenty tigers' strength!
Of course, the consumption was also huge. Twenty middle-grade spiritual stones were consumed, which was equivalent to a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. This speed, spread out, is appalling. His practice day and night consumed the resources of an outside disciple for decades.
His cultivation speed is fifteen times that of a seventh-level acquired master of the same level!
Of course, half of them were eaten by Gu Ding.
Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "The speed of cultivation is indeed very fast, but the speed of consuming spiritual stones is also very fast. Twenty middle-grade spiritual stones are undoubtedly a huge sum of money, but they were consumed by me so quickly."
"But it doesn't matter. I, Chen Feng, have great skills, but I'm still worried that I can't earn spiritual stones?"
Today is the third round of the competition between the outer sects. Chen Feng took a bath, changed into a green robe, and came to the outer sect of the Qianyuan Sect.
Seeing him coming, all the disciples got out of the way and looked at him with awe.
Chen Feng's reputation has spread, and everyone now knows that he is powerful and ruthless.
Chen Feng was at least a seventh-level acquired warrior, and he was already someone they wanted to look up to.
"Third round, match 33, Chen Feng versus Su Shaoyou! Start!"
The referee loudly announced.
After two rounds of fighting, there were only eighty people left out of the original three hundred and twenty, and there were only forty battles today. So there are a lot of people gathered around every ring.
Thousands of people gathered around Chen Feng's Arena No. 33, more than ten times the number of others!
Everyone is paying close attention to Chen Feng, and they all want to see how far this former waste, who has risen like a comet and entered the foreign sect competition with an unrivaled dark horse attitude, can go.
In the stands, there were also a few more people dressed as elders from other sects.
Chen Feng's outstanding performance also attracted the attention of the upper echelons of the sect.
"Junior Brother Han, our little junior nephew is really good." An elder smiled at Han Cong.
The look he looked at Chen Feng was very gentle, with great expectations in it.
Han Cong smiled slightly, with some emotion in his eyes: "I hope he can soar into the sky like his master did back then!"
"What a pity! I think he will probably be like his master, and be hacked to death before he can even fly up!"
At this time, a haggard middle-aged man in his forties walked over and said with a sneer.
Han Cong glanced at him and sneered: "So it's you! You were also a genius at the beginning, but you were overwhelmed by Senior Brother Yan. You could have become an unparalleled strong man, but your mentality was unbalanced and your cultivation level dropped greatly, but now you are still Wandering in the first level of Shenmen Realm!"
The person who came was Zhao Ruoxi, who was also one of the geniuses of the Qianyuan Sect back then.
But since Yan Qingyu entered the Qianyuan Sect, he has been outshined. He fought with Yan Qingyu several times, but Yan Qingyu easily defeated him. He was so narrow-minded that he was so angry that he vomited blood and was seriously injured, becoming seriously ill.
A person who practices martial arts pays attention to the understanding of one thought. How can he practice well when he is obsessed with such a thing
Zhao Ruoxi looked at Chen Feng, with deep-seated resentment in her eyes, and said with a sneer: "The enmity between Yan Qingyu and I will never stop for the rest of our lives! If he dies, it will fall on his disciples."
"I came here today just to see how Yan Qingyu's disciple died!"
Han Cong sneered: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you!"
"Su Shaoyou is the grandson of Taishang Elder Su. I don't believe he is not Chen Feng's opponent!" Zhao Ruoxi sneered coldly: "Besides, do you think Taishang Elder Su will let his grandson lose?"
Zhao Ruoxi laughed wildly and said, "This time, Chen Feng will definitely die!"
Han Cong's heart sank.
Opposite Chen Feng stood a young man in his twenties.
The young man is very fair, with a baby face and a gentle smile on his face. He cupped his hands towards Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Junior brother Chen, senior brother, I am only a sixth-level cultivated person, not as good as you. Let's just stop here without harming our lives. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Chen Feng still had a good impression of him.
(End of chapter)