Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue, who saw Mu Feng beheading Yuan Dan with their own eyes, always had an unfathomable sense of awe towards Mu Feng.
"The mouth of a cooked duck is hard, I want to see how Mu Feng can get this inheritance quota"
Dongfang Hongyi sneered and didn't take it seriously.
"Dean, Mu Feng must have reached his limit when he came here."
Looking at Mu Feng's figure, Elder Zheng frowned and said.
"He has done a good job. He is the first freshman to achieve such a result. However, this time, Wei Yiyun can obtain an inheritance, and our Tianyun Academy will not be too embarrassing."
Chen Feng said flatly, I am afraid that no one thinks that Mu Feng can snatch this inheritance from the hands of three powerful men who are at the peak of the Condensed Gang Realm and half-step Yuandan.
"Wei Yiyun may not be the only one, isn't there still hope for Kong Yan?"
Elder Zheng looked at Kong Yan again and smiled.
"Well, that's right"
While everyone was discussing, fighting broke out on the four battle platforms.
"Mu Feng, your path ends here."
Ding Ze roared angrily, and took the initiative to attack Mu Feng. The yellow Astral Energy surged. In this Ding Ze's body, there were already seven Astral Cyclone liquefied in the Purple Mansion, and his strength was extremely strong.
"Don't judge victory or defeat by realm!"
Mu Feng shouted coldly, and the seven thunderbolts in his body surged into the Yuanmai. With seven steps, his aura instantly expanded from the seventh level of the Condensation Realm to the ninth level of the Condensation Realm.
"Shock Thunder Palm!"
The yellow Astral Force in Ding Ze's palm turned, and unexpectedly attracted waves of Thunder Spirit Qi to pour into his palm. Surrounded by thunder, he smashed towards Mu Feng with his palm. The violent thunder and Astral Force formed With a huge palm force, this palm is astonishingly powerful, at least it is a meta skill of the perfect cultivation of the Xuan level.
Boom...!
The palm wind came with the sound of thunder, and once he made a move, he didn't hold back his hand at all.
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, so naturally he will not make the big mistake of underestimating the enemy.
Thunderclap roared and smashed towards Mu Feng. Mu Feng smiled faintly, "Thunder's power should not be like this!"
"Nine Flame Fist explodes, Fen Kong!"
The fire energy in Mu Feng's body ignited the thunder energy and violently rushed into his fist. With one punch, hot thunder flames swept across a range of more than ten meters, carrying a brilliant celestial power, and the thunder flames condensed into a huge punch. , slammed heavily on the thunder palm.
Boom...!
There was an explosion in the battle arena, thunder roared, and thunder and lightning lingered. Mu Feng's punch was even stronger, and it actually shattered Ding Ze's palm, and the energy of the punch hit Ding Ze's body.
Pfft...!
Ding Ze spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Mu Feng in shock.
"How is it possible that the power of thunder in his fist can completely restrain me?"
Ding Ze was shocked, he didn't know that Mu Feng's Gangyuan was the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Gang, and it was top grade, and with the power of Thunderbolts stepping on Zilei, the thunder attribute palm skills he cultivated were completely restrained.
Boom!
But at this moment, Mu Feng stomped on his feet, the fire lotus bloomed, and his body rushed towards Ding Ze like a galloping tiger, and he punched out again.
The fists and palms of the two met each other, and the attack was astonishing.
On the other side, Lin Rui and Wang Chen also held swords and fought fiercely. However, Wang Chen's strength was about to overwhelm Lin Rui. Break the wasteland.
Compared to the four battle platforms that were fiercely fought, the other six battle platforms were quiet, and the six people were still quietly accepting the inheritance in the beam of light.
Mu Feng kept dodging Ding Ze's attacks, stepped on the fire lotus step in the void, his hands surged with thunder-gang energy, and there were already thunder-gang pattern swords condensed in front of him, the number was astonishing.
"What kind of elemental skill is this?"
Ding Ze watched this scene in shock, and then felt a crisis.
Can't let him condense to finish!
Ding Ze burst out with powerful energy, stepped on his feet, clasped his palm into a claw, and slapped out angrily, forming a big earthy yellow hand to grab Mu Feng.
"Seventy Thunder Gang Swords are enough to deal with you."
Mu Feng also stopped condensing his sword, and swung dozens of Lei Gangwen swords roaring towards Ding Ze, the sword energy whistling through the sky.
Boom...!
break!
Dozens of Lei Gangwen swords carried sharp sword energy and blasted at the big yellow hand. The big yellow hand shattered with a bang, and the attack landed on Ding Ze's body.
Ding Ze narrowed his eyes, and then countless sword qi pierced through his body.
Boom...!
Ding Ze's body exploded, turned into aura and disappeared, and his inherited soul power was snatched by Mu Feng and absorbed into the center of his eyebrows.
After Mu Feng absorbed this inherited soul power, the red-gold soul seal on the center of his brow became even brighter.
"What, Ding Ze actually lost to this kid!"
In front of the viewing wall, the disciples and elders of Beidou Academy all exclaimed.
Ding Ze is the third person in their college strength list.
"Mu Feng, unexpectedly, defeated Beidou Fengyun No.3!!"
The students of Tianyun Academy also found it incredible.
"Principal Chen Feng, is that kid really a freshman in your college? Isn't he an old disciple who has practiced for six or seven years?"
Dean Beidou asked with a gloomy expression.
Chen Feng recovered from his astonishment, nodded, and said, "He is from the Nanlingmu family. He just turned eighteen this year and was admitted to the hospital last year."
"Eighteen years old, with such strength, it seems that you have received someone who is even more talented than Wei Yiyun..."
The Beidou dean is a little envious. He knew that Nanling Mu's family had such a genius, so he must have gone to Mu's family to recruit students in person.
"Haha, did you see that? What you saw was just the tip of the iceberg exposed by Brother Feng."
Bai Ziyue laughed, and looked at Dongfang Hongyi sarcastically.
Dongfang Hongyi gritted his teeth, looked at Mu Feng's figure with a livid face, and did not speak.
On the battle stage, Wang Chen raised his sword and roared, releasing a berserk light from his sword. Lin Rui, who couldn't hold on, withdrew from the battle stage and won his victory.
Holding the epee, Wang Chen looked at Mu Feng, a little surprised, he didn't expect that the soft persimmon among the four would be able to fight him.
"Need a break?"
Mu Feng looked at Wang Chen and asked.
"I should be asking you this sentence. Now it's only the two of us left. If you withdraw voluntarily, you can still keep your soul liquid for cultivation. If you want to compete with me for this inheritance, your inherited soul power will probably be mine too."
Wang Chen held the sword and said lightly.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, I either don't fight, or if I fight, I must get it. My father named me Mu Feng, Feng who shows his sharpness."
Mu Feng smiled lightly, at this point, how could he retreat.
"If you want to give me soul power, I don't mind, but I am different from Ding Ze. I am liquefied with nine rotations, but I am a real half-step Yuandan."
After Wang Chen finished speaking, he raised his sword and walked towards Mu Feng step by step, and a violent aura that was infinitely close to the realm of Yuandan came crushing him. In terms of aura, he was much stronger than that Ding Ze.
Jiuxuan liquefaction, he is a half-step Yuandan in the true sense!
(end of this chapter)