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

This powerful and heavy kick hit Zhou Sheng's chest accurately.

His foot was kicked, but Zhou Sheng didn't move at all.

On the other hand, look at Chen Feng.

He was shaken back two steps.

His face was solemn.

The kick just now felt like he was being kicked on a steel plate, and his feet were still numb from the shock.

But before he could catch his breath, the opponent's steel claws arrived.

Zhou Sheng's claws were crossed and torn apart.

Chen Feng jumped back to dodge, his feet touched the ground instantly, and he raised his sword to cover the sky with white clouds.

Hey~

The sword and the steel claw collided together. When he wanted to withdraw the sword, he found that the blade was stuck by the steel claw.

A sinister smile appeared on Zhou Sheng's face.

"Such a weapon is trying to break my defense, maybe in the next life!~"

Use both claws.

Click~

The sword was instantly cut into three pieces.

One of the pieces shattered and bounced into Chen Feng's eyes.

He held the broken knife in his hand, knocked off the flying broken blade, and threw the broken knife away.

Zhou Sheng swatted the broken knife away like a fly and roared angrily.

"The poisonous dragon pierces the heart!~"

His body moved horizontally, turning into a drill, heading straight towards Chen Feng.

This move is specifically designed to break defenses.

Chen Feng, who knew he was sharp, quickly stepped back with his feet.

But the opponent's speed was very fast, and he caught up with him in almost the blink of an eye.

Chen Feng jumped up to avoid it.

But I haven't yet found my footing.

Three steel claws shot out three spiritual blades, heading straight towards the body.

Dodge sideways.

boom! ~

After Chen Feng dodged, the Spiritual Power Blade hit the ring, making an explosion and leaving traces of burnt black marks on the spot.

Zhou Sheng was unyielding and pursued him fiercely.

Chen Feng was immediately in a passive position to be beaten.

At least that's how it looks to outsiders.

But if you look closely, you can see that although he seems to be evading in a panic, his footwork is not messy at all.

The important thing is.

Over time.

His footwork is becoming more and more proficient, and sometimes he can even dodge in advance.

Not a moment later.

Zhou Sheng knew what was going on.

What the hell, my feelings are treating myself as a sparring exercise.

Who can bear this.

Zhou Sheng was extremely angry.

Another move of 'Poisonous Dragon Pierces the Heart' came in pursuit.

Chen Feng changed his method this time.

The slide shovel got under him, raised his foot and kicked him upwards.

Peng~

Zhou Sheng was kicked in the chest and kicked to the sky.

While he was in the air and unable to change his body shape and attack, Chen Feng, with a calm face, jumped up from the ground and touched the storage ring with his big hand.

When he was taller than him.

A burst of light appeared in his hand.

The second-level weapon that the grade leader won appeared in his hand.

Holding the knife in one hand, he turned the knife behind his back to charge up, and slashed hard.

Hey~

The sword struck Zhou Sheng's back, and a metallic trembling sound erupted, which showed what kind of materials he used to strengthen his body.

Although he failed to break the defense, he was hit hard on the ring as if he was hit by a sledgehammer.

boom! ~

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground erupted on the ring.

The splashing dust and smoke covered most of the arena.

But when Zhou Sheng landed on the ring, his body didn't bounce even a little bit.

It seems that the force release device has been adjusted to the limit.

brush~

Chen Feng fell from the sky and frowned at Zhou Sheng, who was slowly getting up.

The defense is simply too strong.

After Zhou Sheng got up, he moved his twisted hands and feet.

As he moved, the sound of metal friction sounded in his body.

"You haven't eaten yet. If you try harder, I can still hold on."

Chen Feng snorted coldly and fired several Spiritual Power Blades in a row unconvinced.

The other party didn't hide at all.

He rushed forward with the Spiritual Power Blade in his hand.

When it collided with the Spiritual Power Blade, a series of explosions occurred along the way.

next second.

Zhou Sheng rushed out of the spiritual power cloud and approached Chen Feng.

The steel claws enlarged in his eyes almost instantly.

Chen Feng dodged sideways and hit him on the back with his sword.

Zhou Sheng is basically like a lump of iron, indestructible and motionless.

The sword struck him, and sparks exploded.

Zhou Sheng turned his hand and grabbed the sword, trying to steal Chen Feng's weapon in the same way.

Chen Feng quickly dodged.

The move failed again, and Zhou Sheng stopped pursuing because he could see that his own weight was overloaded and he could not catch up with the agile Chen Feng.

He spat on the ground and taunted dissatisfiedly: "Are you going to hide? You're a coward."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I want to ask a question."

"Ha, I'm still in the mood to ask questions. I want to ask if I catch you soon and I'll give you a good time?"

"No, I just want to ask, what if you have an appendix surgery? Will it hurt to death?"

Zhou Sheng's face turned dark.

"You just have appendicitis, your whole family has appendicitis, go to hell."

Seeing his figure getting closer and closer, Chen Feng unexpectedly put away his sword.

"Why, you're surrendering." Seeing this, Zhou Sheng's tone became even more sarcastic, and he raised his steel claw and scratched his throat: "But this is not a personal challenge, so there is no point in surrendering."

"Surrender." Chen Feng jumped away and sneered: "Try this trick of mine."

Lunge, close your fist.

It's like the posture of drawing a bow.

As the fist is pulled back, particles begin to swarm around it.

In a moment, a spiritual power ball condensed on his fist.

"Powerful bow!~"

The spiritual power ball above the fist exploded with a powerful spiritual power.

Zhou Sheng crossed his arms in front of his chest.

boom! ~

The spiritual power exploded on his arm, and the spiritual power cloud drowned it, blocking his sight...

The audience murmured.

"Is Chen Feng stupid? He clearly knows that Lingwei doesn't care about Zhou Sheng, but he still uses it now."

"Logically, to deal with heavy armor, you should use blunt force to hit it internally."

"It's a pity that Chen Feng is not a casting major and didn't bring a hammer with him."

"Stop talking, the answer will be revealed soon."

"..."

Taking advantage of the spiritual power cloud to obscure Zhou Sheng's sight, Chen Feng moved. He filled his fist with spiritual power and rushed over.

Tong! ~

His fist hit Zhou Sheng's face and flew him away.

Before he could stop, Chen Feng moved again and walked around in front of him.

He pushed the top of his head with both hands and rotated it several times, then pushed his face down.

Chen Feng rode on his back in an inelegant posture, and fists fell like raindrops.

Every punch was like the sound of hitting an iron block.

With every blow, a spiritual power penetrated his head.

Every punch goes down.

A shock wave will appear around Zhou Sheng's body.

Zhou Sheng, who was beaten, felt that Chen Feng's fist was like a small steel cannon, which made him dizzy.

After waking up from the brief dizziness, he wanted to resist, but suddenly found out.

The steel and iron bones and copper-covered steel bars that I was so proud of were unable to lift my arms at this moment, let alone gather strength.

Because, the bones all over his body were shaking slightly from the blow.

After the rubber band is tightened, it looks like when it is moved.

Every time he raised a little bit of strength, it would be dissipated by Chen Feng's spiritual power.

The ringing in the ears was as dense as drumming.

He could only passively bear the rain of fists.