"Mo Wentian, just wait for me!"
Xiao Feng looked at Mo Wentian, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
Immediately, Xiao Feng went directly to the ring.
"The battle in Arena No. 6 begins!"
Seeing Xiao Feng enter the ring, the cold voice of the old man Shenzhu resounded.
As soon as the old man Shenzhu said these words, twelve people instantly started fighting.
"Senior Brother Xiao Feng's aura is so strong. I watched the ring battle on No. 6, and Senior Brother Xiao Feng must be the final winner!"
"Who is Senior Brother Xiao Feng? How can these people be our Senior Brother Xiao Feng's opponents!"
"These disciples are just studying with the prince. They are just supporting characters around senior brother Xiao Feng!"
"Senior Sister Han Yuan is here, and Senior Brother Xiao Feng is stronger. How can these disciples be his opponents!"
"Senior Brother Xiao Feng is the final winner in this arena battle, there is no doubt about it!"
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Seeing the battle on the ring, countless disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm instantly exploded.
At this moment, those disciples who were originally following Xiao Feng became even more flattering.
In their hearts, they believed that Xiao Feng was the final winner.
In the Divine Heaven Realm, so many disciples are willing to follow Xiao Feng, not only because Xiao Feng gives them cultivation resources to win over people's hearts, but more importantly, Xiao Feng also has the strength.
"Boss, do you think Xiao Feng can win this arena battle?"
Listening to these discussions, Xiaojiao frowned slightly, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
"Xiao Feng is the undoubted final winner!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Boss, is Xiao Feng very strong?"
"There is no doubt that he can become the final winner among these twelve people?"
Hearing this, a trace of doubt arose in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he blurted it out almost subconsciously.
"Xiao Feng's strength cannot be underestimated!"
"If this person's state of mind can be improved further, he will be a talent that can be made!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Immediately, the eyes of Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao fell on the ring.
An hour passed quickly.
The battle in Arena No. 6 has also ended.
The final result was exactly as Mo Wentian expected. The final winner was Xiao Feng.
"The battle in Arena No. 6 is over!"
"I declare that the final winner in the No. 6 arena battle is Xiao Feng!"
The old man of Shenzhu stood on the ring, looked at the countless disciples of the Shentian Realm, and said coldly.
"Old Shenzhu, Xiao Feng really dislikes that kid Mo Wentian!"
"Mo Wentian can definitely stay in the ring battle on No. 9. Xiao Feng has also entered the second round of the ring battle. If Mo Wentian also enters the second round of the ring battle, these two people will definitely have a big fight. !”
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the expression of the old man with ancient books instantly became serious, and he said in a deep voice.
The old man in the ancient book was not worried about Mo Wentian. The old man in the old book was still very confident about Mo Wentian's strength.
"how?"
"Guji old man, are you worried about that kid?"
Hearing the words of the old man from the ancient book, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu, and he said coldly.
"Worry?"
"Why should we worry about that kid? I just think that a big battle is inevitable if two tigers fight against each other!"
The eyes of the old man with ancient books couldn't help but look towards Mo Wentian.
"Old man from ancient books, don't worry!"
"Xiao Feng doesn't dare to kill that kid. Even if Xiao Feng does, I won't let him hurt Mo Wentian!"
Looking at the old man with ancient books and the old man with divine beads, his expression became serious.
"Old Shenzhu..."
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the ancient man.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Mo Wentian, I am already the final winner of this round of arena battle!"
"The next step is up to you. If you don't even make it to the second round of the ring, I will despise you!"
At this moment, Xiao Feng came down from the ring and walked directly towards Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Feng said arrogantly.
"despise?"
"I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to despise this emperor!"
Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
Xiao Feng can become the final winner in the ring battle on the 6th, and his strength is good.
But if you want to despise Mo Wentian, he doesn't even have this chance. Let alone Xiao Feng, no one in this immortal world can despise him Mo Wentian.
He, Mo Wentian, wants to stand on the top. Not only does he want to stand on the top of the Celestial Realm, he also wants his Heaven-Eating God Realm to stand on the top.
Thinking like this, a touch of determination rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Do you have the right to despise you?"
"Mo Wentian, don't be too arrogant!"
"This arena battle is not won by words. If you want to be the final winner, you must rely on strength!"
"Your kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. Your cultivation alone is enough to make everyone ignore you!"
"I really don't know. Duan Qi's normal strength is pretty good. Why was he defeated by you when I met you? I think it's not at all how strong you are, but that Duan Qi was fooled by you!"
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say these words. As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Xiao Feng's anger surged in his heart.
The next moment, he thought of the battle between Mo Wentian and Duan Qi. He still knew Duan Qi's strength.
In his opinion, Mo Wentian won the battle between Mo Wentian and Duan Qi, which was just a fluke.
He simply did not believe that a warrior like Mo Wentian, who was only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, could win the final victory in the arena battle.
"Xiao Feng, not everyone is just like you, a fool!"
After listening to Xiao Feng's words, Mo Wentian didn't show any anger at all, but his expression was extremely indifferent.
"Mo Wentian, you..."
How could Xiao Feng not know the meaning of Mo Wentian's words? Mo Wentian was saying that many of the disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm who followed him were deceived by him.
In fact, what Mo Wentian said was absolutely right. How could he give so many cultivation resources to these people? He just said that he would give them cultivation resources, and he only gave them to some disciples who had a good relationship with him in a symbolic way.
"Xiao Feng, since you have entered the second round of the arena battle, you should recover and restore your cultivation. You will have the second round of the arena battle later!"
At this moment, Han Yuan walked towards Mo Wentian and Xiao Feng. Looking at Xiao Feng, Han Yuan said with a cold face.
"Han Yuan... Senior Sister Han Yuan, you... are you caring about me?"
Hearing Han Yuan's words, Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and looked at Han Yuan with excitement in his eyes.
You know, Xiao Feng has admired Han Yuan for a long time. Not to mention that Han Yuan cares about him, Han Yuan has not even spoken to him.
At this moment, Han Yuan actually walked towards him, and her words were filled with concern. At least in Xiao Feng's heart, Han Yuan was caring about him.
How could this not make Xiao Feng feel shocked
At this moment, the anger rising in Xiao Feng's heart towards Mo Wentian disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by joy.
"Xiao Feng, I'm just telling you, you want to get a place to participate in the training, now is not the time for you to waste time here!"
Han Yuan looked at Xiao Feng and did not answer Xiao Feng's words directly, but said with a cold face.
In fact, when Han Yuan walked towards Xiao Feng and Mo Wentian, she was not caring about Xiao Feng, but wanted Xiao Feng to leave to avoid Mo Wentian's troubles.