Chapter 559: The Cruel Wang Cong

When Shi Feng stood on the ring, Shi Jinshuai realized that the figure beside him was gradually fading away, and he didn't know when Shi Feng had left. It turned out that standing beside him was an afterimage .

Shi Feng stood proudly on the ring, at this moment, a purple figure floated slowly and landed in front of Shi Feng.

The one who arrived was a young man with a popular face, in his early twenties, wearing a purple shirt. When the young man saw Shi Feng in front of him, and when he saw Shi Feng as his opponent, a smile appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, his opponent in the first battle turned out to be a warrior of the one-star Martial Emperor Realm.

I don't know what kind of bad luck this little martial artist in the Star Martial Emperor Realm had, so that he snatched a jade slip.

However, he met himself, and his luck has come to an end! Whoever let himself be a strong man in the two-star Martial Ancestry Realm, the Martial Emperor Realm, that's not something that can be wiped out with a wave of one's hand.

"My young master is kind, I don't want to hurt you, you jump off the ring and admit defeat!" the No. 9 young man looked down upon Shi Feng and said proudly. Facing a one-star martial artist at the Martial Emperor Realm, he already had the overall situation in his hands.

Facing a warrior of the two-star Wuzong realm, Shi Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he flicked his fingers, and immediately, an invisible force shot out from his fingertips, and shot towards the warrior of the No. 9 two-star Wuzong realm .

"Uh!" Immediately, Warrior No. 9, who still kept a confident smile on his face, seemed to have been hit hard by a giant hammer on his chest. The pain caused him to let out a cry of pain. , and his body, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards rapidly, and then flew backwards out of the ring and fell to the ground below.

The martial artist standing on the ground below saw the young warrior No. 9 falling, and the crowd moved away in all directions, leaving an open space for him.

"Boom!" The figure of young warrior No. 9 fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" The martial artist who fell on the ground let out an exclamation. The pain just now made him slightly stunned. When he responded now, he found himself lying on the ground outside the ring .

With a movement of his body, Warrior No. 9 quickly turned over and stood up. He saw that the one-star Martial Emperor-level garbage was still standing in the ring.

"Warrior No. 10 wins!" The referee's indifferent voice sounded above the No. 10 ring.

"Wait for the referee! Wait for a moment!" Hearing the sound of the referee's verdict, Warrior No. 9 moved quickly and flew towards the ring again.

Pointing to Shi Feng in front of him, he raised his head and said to the referee above: "Referee, this trash little martial artist in Star Martial Emperor Realm, he is cheating!"

"Cheating?" Hearing the words of the No. 9 fighter, the arrogant referee frowned slightly, showing displeasure

At this time, there was also a lot of discussion below the ring, "I said this person cheated, how can a trash of one-star Martial Emperor Realm be an opponent of two-star Martial Ancestor Realm!"

"Hmm! For that blow just now, an expert was hiding nearby and shot secretly!"

"But, during the martial arts competition, isn't there a restriction on the arena? Energy cannot overflow from the arena, so can the energy outside be blasted into the arena?"

"Who knows? Anyway, a one-star Martial Emperor realm warrior can defeat a two-star Martial Ancestor realm, who would believe it? Even the reincarnation of Emperor Jiuyou might not be able to do it."

Above the ring No. 10, the warrior with displeasure on his face looked down, his gaze concentrated on the No. 9 warrior of the two-star Martial Ancestor Realm, and then said coldly: "If you don't have enough strength, how dare you say goodbye to rubbish! The idiot who doesn't even know how he was defeated, dares to go to the ring again, get out!"

While speaking, the scribe-like referee waved his sleeve with his right hand, and an invisible force,

"Ah!" Immediately afterwards, there was another scream, and No. 9 once again felt that his chest was hit by a hard object again, and his body flew upside down again, out of the ring, "Boom!" "With a sound, it just landed on the spot where it landed just now.

After clearing warrior No. 9 out, the referee's indifferent announcement sounded on the ring again: "Martial artist No. 10 wins!"

After hearing that voice, Shi Feng's body moved, and his body had disappeared on the ring, leaving only an afterimage, like fog, which gradually dissipated on the ring, and was completely dissipated by the breeze .

Below the arena, Shi Jinshuai turned his head. As expected, Shi Feng landed from nowhere, but he had already appeared beside him anyway.

"Brother Shi, congratulations on your victory!" Seeing Shi Feng's return, Shi Jinshuai congratulated Shi Feng.

But Shi Feng waved his hand and said, "No need, it's just defeating such a waste, there's nothing to be happy about."

Afterwards, Shi Feng looked at the No. 10 ring again, and said again: "With the speed they are fighting now, it seems that I will never be able to enter this ring again today."

After listening to Shi Feng's words, Shi Jinshuai also nodded in agreement, and said: "When I go up, it will probably be night.

Um? Brother Shi, what's wrong with you? "As Shi Jinshuai was talking, he suddenly noticed that Shi Feng's head turned to the other side, leaving the back of his head. Then, Shi Jinshuai followed Shi Feng's gaze, and he saw that in a ring Above, stands proudly an orange figure.

Shi Jinshuai quickly recognized the orange figure, that person was the young master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Wang Cong, who was wearing the orange warrior outfit!

At this moment, Wang Cong's body stood proudly above the ring, but his right hand blasted into the chest of a warrior, and then pierced through the body of that warrior. Obviously, that warrior had already died in Wang Cong's hands.

And Wang Cong didn't even look at the corpse in his hand, but stared in this direction with cold eyes, a murderous aura shot up from Wang Cong's body.

"No. 334 wins!" The referee's panicked voice sounded from above the ring where Wang Cong was. It seemed that seeing Wang Cong who had killed the enemy forcefully and feeling the murderous aura on Wang Cong's body, even the referee was a little frightened.

And Shi Jinshuai, when he saw Wang Cong's eyes full of murderous intent looking at this side, it was obvious that he was looking at the young man next to him. It seems that Wang Cong has already learned that the person who killed his brother Wang Liao The murderer is this young man!

"Boy Wang, with my king here, we can't tolerate random things. What's the matter, we can solve it after this martial arts competition is over! Or, solve it in the arena!" The golden figure echoed the voice of Prince Guang again.

The meaning of Prince Guang's words is obvious, during the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, except on the ring, he does not allow fighting in Tianlan Emperor City.

Saying this to Wang Cong is also speaking to any warrior present. ()