However, Huang Haofei is not modest at all, he has a complacent expression on his face, and he has been praised for a lifetime.
"Who said I was a coward, Chu Feng? Be careful to get retribution if you say bad things behind your back!" A clear voice sounded, everyone turned their heads and saw Chu Feng stepping freely.
With a calm and confident smile on his face, the whole body is as clear as a rainbow, rolling through.
With such a weather, he must have cultivated to the extreme Qi Refining Realm, the twelfth level of Qi Refining.
Chu Feng's equipment, except for the water-fire dao suit and the piece of inverse scales taken from the dragon corpse, can be easily grasped. Others are already somewhat unable to keep up with his cultivation.
Of course, it's not bad for a superb magic weapon like the iron spear to be taken back to the Chu family and used by the people of the tribe.
In this competition, the first place can get a top-grade magic weapon plus ten low-grade spirit stones. Chu Feng was very greedy, no matter how strong the enemy was, he would come to join in the fun.
What's more, his cultivation in all aspects has been greatly improved, and coupled with the physical tyranny, it may not be without the power of a battle.
After his cultivation was promoted to the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Realm, he even improved slightly with the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Art. Originally, it was only a little bit before the copper skin and iron bones were completely repaired, but now it has finally come true.
His skin, muscles and bones, no more defects and weaknesses.
Fighting will be more powerful.
The biggest improvement is naturally the footwork.
It all showed that the masters were trained and the chief instructor taught meticulously. Chu Feng's understanding of the footwork of ** is really the same day by day. Now it is the first time to get a glimpse of the profound meaning of the footwork, and it can initially be combined with the Big Dipper.
When using the ** footwork, every star in the Big Dipper shifts and changes, and Chu Feng can sense it, and follow the changes of the stars to darkly coincide with the sky.
The power of the stars that can be borrowed is even more.
**The power of footwork is nothing compared to before.
"Do you really dare to come?" Big brother Huang Haofei's eyes throbbed fiercely, staring at Chu Feng.
"Joke, what do I dare not!" Chu Feng couldn't help but sneered, but he really wanted to fight Huang Haofei again and try his strength.
Yang Feng, who wanted to slap up his big brother, immediately jumped out and yelled at Chu Feng, "Chu Feng, you don't make noise there, can you dare to fight my Yang Feng?"
Yang Feng's body surface has the appearance of a gangman, and at a glance he knows that it is the first level of the Huagang realm, the cultivation base of the outer gang realm.
"Haha, it's a bit interesting. Both you and my name have a wind. I don't know who is more popular?" Chu Feng calmly walked to the center of the front court, and after standing still, he stared at Yang Fei coldly.
His intention couldn't be more obvious, he wanted to compete with Yang Feng.
Chu Feng had already understood the rules of the monthly test.
All disciples of the elite class can have a chance to play. If they are defeated, they will be eliminated and no longer play.
When the two sides compete, both parties need to be willing. If one side is unwilling to play, it cannot be forced, and it can make appointments with other people who have not yet played.
When everyone has played and a certain person is still unwilling to play, it will be regarded as abstention.
The rules are clear and simple, and can guarantee fairness and justice to the greatest extent.
However, this test rule is only applicable to a small number of people.
Yang Fei is a strong man in the outer gang realm. He has been cultivating in the elite class for three years, so naturally he didn't pay attention to Chu Feng.
"I hope your fist is as hard as your mouth, but don't let me get on the ground in two or two ways! Kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!" Yang Fei sneered, and jumped to the center of the field.
There is only one referee, so naturally the head coach.
At this moment, I moved a grandmaster's chair, sat in front of the gate in front of the hall, and squinted at the disciples in the center of the venue to compete.
As long as the disciples' lives are not in danger, he will not take action.
"Come on, it's been less than a month since you are new to the elite class. I, as a senior, will let you three tricks!" In order to show his power and strength, Yang Feng was very supportive.
Huang Haofei, who was watching the battle on the steps, couldn't help but winks at Yang Fei in a hurry.
"This idiot, try a duel, what else do you want? Just shoot the boy surnamed Chu to the ground, you can't get it."
"The kid surnamed Chu is not so easy to deal with, his body is strong enough to contend with my inner gang. It is not always certain who wins and who wins!"
Huang Haofei was secretly worried here, but Yang Fei was not worried at all.
The hand that was still in the big thorn, looked at Chu Feng contemptuously.
"Let me do three tricks? This is not so good, right? If Brother Yang loses, will he be shameless?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Fuck your mother's big ass, and don't ask, Yang Feng, I'm always the one to say nothing. When did I make a fool of myself. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Yang Feng said very angry, waiting for the vitals. The location, but it is condensed a thick gangmang.
"Then I can really make a move!"
As soon as Chu Feng's voice fell, he stepped on his footwork, but for a flash, he was in front of Yang Feng.
"boom!"
Throwing a fist like the wind, directly blasted towards Yang Feng's chest.
"Huh, how can you understand how powerful Gang Mang is in a mere refining state!" Yang Feng was still holding the big man at this time.
boom!
The thick light beam he condensed into was directly smashed to pieces by Chu Feng, and his fist hit Yang Feng's breastbone fiercely.
"Ahyo" Yang Feng screamed, his whole body flew directly, and fell back out.
Bang!
As if a bag of heavy objects had been smashed to the ground, Yang Feng's face flushed, struggling to get up, but he failed several times. Finally, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He was hit by Chu Feng to Miaofei, and the injury was not light.
"hiss!"
Everyone couldn't help but breathe in air, how strong is this Junior Brother Chu? That was a master of the Outer Gang Realm, and he was hit by him directly.
After a fist blasted Yang Feng, Chu Feng didn't have much expression on his face, as if defeating Yang Feng was in his expectation. Nothing great.
Chu Feng's gaze swept across the faces of the seniors and sisters who were watching the battle, which frightened some of them.
They bowed their heads or avoided Chu Feng's gaze, fearing that they would be called on the court by Chu Feng and duel with him.
Not long ago, the big brother Huang Haofei, who was still very energetic and full of sorrows, looked at Yang Feng after being killed by Chu Feng. He couldn't help but his heart twitched and beat.
"It seems that this kid surnamed Chu has made great progress in his strength!"
"Then Yang Feng is rubbish and underestimates the enemy, but even I am not sure to blow him away. This kid surnamed Chu is strong, so I'd better not fight him as much as possible!"
Not long ago, Huang Haofei had dreamed of competing with Chu Feng and fiercely taking care of Chu Feng in the duel arena. Now, he has completely dispelled this idea.
And thinking about how to avoid fighting with Chu Feng, so as to avoid accidents.
It would be really shameful to be defeated like Yang Feng. The majesty of my own big brother will also be swept away and become the laughing stock of others.
May be gone today, too sleepy