Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

"Captain, it seems that Yang Shiwen is spending money. His Saint Yuan Dan today was prepared for his son." Li Kui spat aside and cursed.

"He has two kinds of spiritual tools on his body, both of which were prepared by those who have awakened to counteract the power system. Now I am a little curious about how this guy Chu Feng will deal with it." Mu Feng touched his chin and said gently.

"We'll see." Lei Yuan chuckled.

on the duel stage.

Yang Jian sneered, but still stretched out his hand symbolically.

"Chu Feng, I will let you take a look today. The trash at the bottom is just trash after all. It can never be compared with people from aristocratic families like us. Compared with me, you are a complete trash." Yang Jian sneered softly. Said, the spiritual energy on his body was transmitted through his palms, tugging at every inch of Chu Feng's skin.

But Chu Feng's skin was like a piece of steel. No matter how violent his spiritual energy was, it could not hurt Chu Feng at all.

"Fuck you!" Chu Feng spat in his face and raised his middle finger in return.

"Rage value from Yang Jian +1000"

Yang Jian wiped the spit from his face, smiled instead of being angry and said, "Okay, okay, we'll see what happens later."

Turned around and returned to the prescribed position.

Chu Feng calmly glanced at the cynicism of most of the people below, and there was only contempt and contempt in their eyes when they looked at him.

In their view, Chu Feng was just someone who overestimated his own abilities and tried to please others.

He looked at these people silently, with no joy or sadness in his heart, only a calm look. In the final analysis, these people are just a group of idiots who take pleasure in others' misfortunes and only know how to show that they are awesome in front of others, but in fact they are nothing. , and he didn’t need to explain anything to these wastes.

Because - facts are the best proof!

As the duel began, Yang Jian and Chu Feng simultaneously released spiritual energy to wrap their bodies, mobilized the spiritual energy in their bodies, and prepared to attack.

A ball of bronze spiritual energy suddenly emerged from Yang Jian's fist, forming a cyclone.

next second.

The muscles on his body tensed, and he suddenly came to Chu Feng's side and punched Chu Feng in the face.

He is fast.

It was so fast that everyone around him took a breath.

Chu Feng's face changed slightly as he felt his speed.

At this speed, the body has been completely tempered.

Chu Feng's eyes flashed and he raised his arm, with a layer of spiritual power attached to it for protection.

"boom!"

The dull sound of bones colliding made everyone tremble.

Yang Jian stepped back and distanced himself from Chu Feng, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to temper your body, but I underestimated you." Yang Jian smiled coldly.

Chu Feng shrugged and said calmly: "It's just a fluke."

The voice just fell.

The two figures intertwined quickly on the duel stage. The sound of bones colliding could be heard, and the sound of fists and feet whistling in the air. Every strike was full of precision and power.

The fist style flickers, and the moves reflect the physical duel between the warriors, and also reflect the strength and comprehensive strength of the warriors.

Everyone in the audience was shocked at this moment.

They originally thought that Chu Feng would be defeated by Yang Jian's indiscriminate attack without giving his opponent a chance to breathe.

But after nearly a hundred moves, Chu Feng did not fall behind, and even had the momentum to faintly suppress Yang Jian.

It lasted about five minutes.

Chu Feng's advantage as an awakened person of the power system was revealed. His offensive was as close and fierce as the strong wind. Even though he had spiritual tools to reduce the damage, he was beaten back by Chu Feng. Obviously, he was not as powerful as Chu Feng.

Yang Jian's expression changed.

His moves and strength were already unable to withstand Chu Feng's attack, and his heart trembled.

damn it.

How could this Chu Feng have such a powerful body?

Sure enough, before the gold level, the power-type spiritual warriors were much stronger.

If the effect of this resistance-reducing spiritual tool on his body turned out to be true, he would probably be knocked to the ground now.

"Fuck me!"

At this time, Chu Feng shouted coldly, and a burst of white smoke flashed in his right hand.

"boom!"

Yang Jian flew dozens of meters upside down, spit out a mouthful of blood, and hit the ground with a dull sound!

"Let me go, is Chu Feng so fierce?" Xu Tianming was startled and exclaimed repeatedly.

At this time, Yu Youwei, who had clenched her fists, breathed a sigh of relief, and a breathtaking smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Chu Yuanyuan's eyes shone even more. As long as his incompetent brother wins, he will be able to earn [-] yuan from the [-] yuan he just paid, and then he will have endless snacks.

If Chu Feng on the stage knew Chu Yuanyuan's thoughts, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.

Chu Feng adjusted his breathing and calmed down the manic anger in his body.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then he leaped up, gathering all his spiritual power into his right fist. The bronze spiritual energy emitted a dazzling light, and then he smashed hard in the direction of Yang Jian.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

"If this continues, I'm afraid Yang Jian will lose!" The person beside Yang Shiwen said with some worry.

They are all members of the Yang family. If Yang Jian loses, it will be a slap in the face of the entire martial arts Yang family.

"It doesn't matter." Yang Shiwen calmly took a sip of red wine with calm eyes.

Chu Feng's flashing bronze fist finally struck down, but at this moment, Yang Jian's clothes suddenly emitted a bronze light shield, covering Yang Jian.

A majestic force blocked Chu Feng's attack.

"boom!"

Chu Feng was knocked away by an elastic force and hit the ground heavily.

At the same time, Yang Jian's clothes were also torn apart, revealing the blue armor on his body, which exuded a faint blue light, and the spiritual energy on his body was flowing even more. He was not an ordinary person.

"Spiritual tool?" Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

“Damn it”

"It's true that the poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology."

The valuable blue armor on his body must have cost a lot of money.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to block his full force punch.

Chu Feng felt very unhappy. He almost won just now. You have no moral ethics.

"Chu Feng, I admit that you are very strong, but you are not as good as me after all. What I can tell you is that even if you try your best, you can't break my gold-level spiritual tool. This is the gap between us. I Anything you can get casually is a fantasy to you."

"The gap between backgrounds cannot be overcome by your own efforts."

Yang Jian sneered, and the spiritual power in his body began to become violent.

Chu Feng stood up slowly, wiped the dust off his face, and his eyes became firm.

"If this is what you call strength, then I can tell you-"

"My strength is my background!"

"Use me as your backer and use this fist to break the shackles!"