I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

When I returned to the herbal restaurant, I didn’t disturb anyone.

He crept into the house and counted the loot.

Looking at the 158 spirit power potions in front of him, Chen Feng was filled with emotion.

He grabbed two potions, pulled off the caps, and poured them into his mouth.

As the medicine enters the throat, the blood boils and particles swarm.

The particles were like sand passing through the wound one by one, cutting his own wound wantonly.

Ling Chi could only feel that kind of pain.

After all the Lingwei potions were eliminated, Chen Feng, who was sweating like rain, looked at the life detector.

The spirit power reached 538 joules, but the degree of bone fragmentation also reached 44%.

Because the effect of the medicine has not disappeared.

The feeling of cutting still lingers on the body.

The pain was so unbearable that he filled the bathtub with hot water, poured in the medicinal powder given by Song Zhong, and jumped in...

The next day.

When Chen Feng woke up, he felt that the pain in his body had reduced a lot.

He glanced at the personal terminal.

I realized that it was less than half an hour before the life and death competition started.

He looked at the life monitor again.

I found that the spirit power rose from 538 to 579 overnight. After taking a medicinal bath, the degree of bone fragmentation dropped to 43%. I believe that as long as I give myself time, I will be able to recover.

But Chen Feng frowned.

"Why can one bottle of spiritual power potion increase five to ten points of spiritual power for others, but only about three points for me?"

He changed into a brand new combat uniform and put on a sword on his back.

Chen Feng ran to the shop ahead and shouted.

"Xiaoxiao, tell Lao Zhang that the strange beasts have been put in the backyard cold storage."

When Zhao Xiaoxiao saw Chen Feng, he almost threw the tray he was holding.

"Boss, you are not, you..."

The customers in the store were also frightened.

Because during this period everyone said he was dead.

After scanning the store, Chen Feng said: "What are you doing? I won't eat breakfast until I get back from the life-and-death battle. Also, starting from today, the medicinal diet will be tripled. Eat it if you like it or not. I'm not a philanthropist."

"Uh, well..."

When people in the small store heard about the price increase, they originally wanted to vent their dissatisfaction, but feeling Chen Feng's spiritual power, no one dared to open their mouths.

With these words behind him, he walked out of the shop, got on his motorcycle, and headed for the life-and-death contest.

…………

It seems that people today have discussed it.

Not gathering around the battle of life and death.

Just waiting and discussing enthusiastically under the particle projection screen.

"Oh, Junhui's father and mother, you are here too."

"His sixth aunt." Zhang Junhui's mother immediately laughed.

"It's not okay if you don't come. That little bastard is too careless. If he doesn't go to school well, he will start fighting with others. Now it's a life-and-death battle. The two of us have to keep an eye on it. What if we get hurt somewhere?"

"Jun Hui's mom, you're overthinking this. I've heard people say that that little bastard Chen Feng has just been on the same frequency as his particles, so there's nothing to worry about."

"If we catch up with Mr. Li, our fifth district will be successful."

"Jun Hui's mom, let Jun Hui come over to play when you have time. My Meimei often mentions Jun Hui."

"Jun Hui's mother, I heard that your family has mortgaged their house. Let's make a fortune this time."

"It's a small amount of money. It's only a little over 300 million. Even if you win, it's only a million or so. The key is for the children to live up to their expectations. We, the elders, get the glory."

"Look at this child. He has already earned a fortune for his family before he even leaves school. It's incomparable. It's incomparable."

"Having a son should be like Zhang Junhui."

"This kid can do great things. He can do great things."

"..."

Listening to the compliments from people around him, Zhang Junhui and his parents couldn't close their mouths with laughter.

Hou Xue in the next scene had a sneer on his face...

Lu Mengning and Lin Na, who were on leave, stood on the roof muttering.

Lin Na was cutting her nails with a scalpel in her hand: "Chen Feng had already entered the particle frequency during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school. I found clues in the 'Ruihua Martial Arts School'."

Lu Mengning looked confident: "I knew he was not that simple. How many times the pressure can you withstand when you don't have the same particle frequency?"

"Twice, but I might die." Thinking of the scene in the classroom where Chen Feng could still speak harshly despite the pressure of the second-grade spiritual weapon, Lin Na couldn't help but feel bitter in her mouth: "There are really people like Jiyuan." Dare to practice!"

"I dare to bet that my future boyfriend will not have sex for 50 years." Lu Mengning said in a determined tone.

Lin Na's eyelids twitched: "When should we go find him?"

"There's no rush." ​​Lu Mengning crossed his arms and said like a man: "No one who practices Jiyuan has reached a level beyond Lingwu. Let's wait until Chen Feng does it."

"If he is not dead when he reaches Lingwu, then he either has mastered the correct cultivation method of 'Jiyuan', or he has the guidance of an expert behind his back."

"There is no expert, I have asked people to check it out." Lin Na took over the words: "There is only a cripple behind him who knows some medical skills, and that cripple is only a first-grade spiritual martial artist."

Lin Na's nickname of "Bone Lady" was not for nothing. She suddenly nodded: "Even if Chen Feng doesn't succeed, I can dissect him and check his physical condition."

"I don't care about this, as long as I get the correct cultivation method of 'Jiyuan'." Lu Mengning clenched his fists: "If you don't want to be reduced to a man's reproductive tool, you must fight for it. This is our only chance to control our destiny!"

"..."

As time slips away.

There is less than 1 minute left in the decisive battle.

Zhang Junhui hugged Hu Tu.

"Lord Judge, the time has come. Chen Feng hasn't come yet. I think there is no need to wait any longer."

Hu Tu said slowly: "There are still 5 minutes left before the duel."

"..." Zhang Junhui was speechless and choked, not daring to make a sound anymore.

But after a while, the 5 minutes were up.

Hu Tu stood up in the disappointed eyes of the audience.

"I declare that Chen Feng has not..."

"Wait……"

There was a loud shout.

The crowd cleared a path straight to the ring.

Chen Feng, wearing a black combat uniform, slowly walked towards the ring with firm steps.

Looking at his not tall figure, listening to the slow footsteps.

The crowds on both sides seemed to have forgotten to breathe and did not dare to breathe out.

Zhang Junhui's parents, who had been very confident just now, couldn't help but become nervous.

Zhang Junhui's eyes contained the contempt of "how dare you come".

to the stage.

Hu Tu said directly.

"Verify identity and test spiritual power."

"Zhang Junhui, Lingwei 726, 36 ring battles, 30 wins and 6 losses."

"Chen Feng, Lingwei 579... 1 life and death battles."

Seeing the intensity of Chen Feng's spiritual power, Zhang Junhui's parents breathed a sigh of relief.

There was also a commotion in the audience.

"Good guy, 726, Zhang Junhui only had more than 680 Jiao Lingwei a few days ago. How did he practice?"

"Chen Feng is also very fast. The particles were on the same frequency a week ago, and now it's almost [-]. Is there someone behind him?"

"There's a guy with a fart. Does it matter that he can retreat from the fourth ring to the seventh ring?"

"Sure, steady, I beat Zhang Junhui by 80 to win, and I can still make 1 by losing 0.5 to 40."

"I bet Chen Fengsheng by [-] yuan and pay ten for each one, thinking he can upset him. It's over. My betrothal gift money is gone and I lost money. Why doesn't this damn waste die?"