Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"A fourth-rank martial artist... How could you be a fourth-rank martial artist..."

Ning Feng shook his hands lightly.

Ji Daoyi's voice suddenly stopped, and his body slammed onto the stage even faster than when he came.

boom,

Under the ring, the ground cracked, the hard stone slabs burst, large pieces of stone flew out, and Ji Daoyi fell directly into the ground.

There was a sound of people gasping for air at the scene.

Ji Daoyi was actually crushed, what was going on?

Many people know that Ning Feng has A-level talent and his martial arts strength is at the peak of the second level.

How is it possible to crush Ji Daoyi?

"How could this be..." Xia Tian narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her emotions, which rarely fluctuated, fluctuated violently.

"How could it be..." Su Xinyue's round eyes widened, and her mood was exactly the same as Xia Tian's.

They are from the same master, and they know Ning Feng's abilities better than anyone else.

Especially Su Xinyue, Ning Feng follows her around every day, and she knows Ning Feng's strength best.

The peak of the second level... has been stuck in shackles!

How is it possible to defeat Ji Daoyi?

Jiang Nianchu was very elegant, with one hand behind his back. Seeing this, his expression flickered, and he rubbed the two fingers behind his back, "How could it be..."

That energy and blood... seems to be of the fourth grade?

At this time, Ning Feng stood on the ring, and his raised hand slowly fell down.

He really had no intention of looking down on Ji Daoyi, he had just been hiding his aura. Only after he made his move did he discover that it was only the blood and qi fluctuations of an early fourth-grade level.

Perhaps he has rich practical experience and can crush other geniuses at the same level.

But in my hands, it's still a little bit lacking.

Bang! A figure rushed out of the pit...

"Ning Feng, you hid yourself so well. I didn't expect you to have already broken through to the fourth rank. I was careless and didn't dodge. Let's fight again."

Ji Daoyi rushed out in a panic, stepped on the ground directly, and rushed out again like a cannonball with terrifying explosive power.

He jumped more than ten meters high, leaped in front of Ning Feng, and looked down at Ning Feng from above.

He didn't think he was inferior to Ning Feng, even after discovering that Ning Feng was at the fourth level.

So what if it’s the fourth rank?

In the final analysis, it was only an A-level talent. He had been training in the cave and the Star Gate over the years, and had killed more than one or two fourth-level masters across levels? Even a fourth-level expert who was also a genius could fight.

He also managed to escape from a fifth-rank master.

Everything that happened just now was just because I was too careless.

After all, no one could have imagined that a useless young master who was originally a second-grade master could secretly break through to the fourth-grade.

Looking at Ji Daoyi who instantly jumped in front of him, Ning Feng's face was calm, "The ending is still the same, you just don't recognize the reality."

Ning Feng raised his hand and slapped him. It was still a light punch, but it had a more shocking effect.

Everyone clearly heard the slap, and there was a cracking sound coming from Ji Daoyi's arm.

That was the sound of bones breaking. Ji Daoyi fell heavily on the stage.

Although the specially made alloy arena did not suffer any damage, it did vibrate violently.

The whole audience was stunned, and their eyes bulged out as they looked at Ji Daoyi lying on the ground.

A cool feeling flowed into my whole body from the top of my head.

Still crushing.

Ji Daoyi, who was lying on the ring, trembled and stood up with one hand.

This time he looked at Ning Feng in disbelief, anger, humiliation, and all kinds of emotions in his eyes.

"You still want to fight?"

Ning Feng looked at him and said calmly.

Ji Daoyi held the broken arm with one hand, stared coldly at Ning Feng, and said: "It's not over yet!"

Ning Feng shook his head, calmly saying, "It seems you haven't faced the reality yet."

As soon as this sentence came out,

Ji Daoyi was immediately furious. When had he ever been looked down upon like this? Even by a peer?

Even the Martial Saint in the military had praised him personally, saying that he had the qualities of a Martial Saint, but now he was being mocked by a person with an A-level talent.

His eyes widened with anger.

His face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water.

"I started practicing martial arts at the age of five, entered the Star Gate to play at the age of nine, entered and exited the cave three times at the age of ten, and killed sixteen alien creatures of the same realm at the age of twelve. Few people of my generation can match me."