Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 989 A complete monster! (1 more)
In the distance, in the VIP seats on the high platform, Wang Meng, Li Qing and others were all dumbstruck and horrified.

Even Su Dongling was taken aback by Ling Feng's current state.

To be able to inherit the bloodline of the ancient beast, this opportunity for Ling Feng is too terrifying!
"A monster's real body has increased his strength by at least ten times. It seems that this competition is still worth watching!"

Su Dongling squinted his eyes. Even with his vision, he couldn't tell which kind of ancient beast's blood inheritance Ling Feng had obtained.

"This kid, how many cards do you have left?"

Wang Meng gritted his teeth and could not help but let out a long sigh.

Now he began to believe that Ling Feng might really be able to walk in front of Linghu Yudao.

……

On the arena of hundreds of battles.

"I actually forced out your monster real body, it seems to be something to be proud of, haha!"

Liu Bing smiled proudly, his punches were not slow, and above his head, the phantom of the primordial soul rose up. It was a white tiger with eye-catching eyes, roaring loudly, bursting out with an incomparably terrifying and vast momentum.

Ling Feng raised his thick palm, and punched out likewise.

The two fists collided, and an extremely terrifying explosion erupted.

The impact airflow generated during the collision whipped up the hunting wind, and the yellow sand under the arena raised smoke and dust that filled the sky, lingering on the ring, completely blocking their figures.

The audience who sat a little closer only felt that there was frost and knife rain on their faces, and they were in pain.

However, despite this, they kept their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss any of the pictures.

boom!
A figure flew upside down from the arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood arrows.

The referee's heart suddenly shrank, and his eyes locked on that figure.

It's Liu Bing!
The smoke cleared.

Liu Bing covered his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and said with a loud smile, "Thank you, General Ling, for your mercy."

Won!

Ling Feng won again!
Facing the peerless evildoer ranked in the top [-] on the Hundred Battles Ranking, Ling Feng unexpectedly defeated the enemy once again!
"No.80 battle, Ling Feng, win!"

Among the crowd, after a short period of silence, another burst of sky-shattering roars broke out.

His strength is already enough to instantly kill the real elites on the Hundred Battles Ranking!

Tie Wushuang stared fixedly at Ling Feng's thin-looking back, his eyes bursting with fighting intent.

"Very good! You are worthy of my all-out effort!"

The recruits who had just graduated from various universities clenched their fists, their eyes filled with excitement.

Excited and proud!

Who said that among the newcomers, there is no strong one!
Simply fart!
……

On the arena, it took a long time for the referee to calm down and shouted loudly: "No. 80 second round, please..."

"No.80 World War II, Ling Feng, win!"

"No.80 three battles, Ling Feng, win!"

"..."

"Number 90, Ling Feng, win!"

The crowd gradually became fanatical and crazy, and became a little quiet, even a little strangely quiet.

One after another, the peerless evildoers on the Hundred Battles List were defeated by Ling Feng, and all of them were with one move!
After playing these days, the masters of the day list gradually became suspicious of life.

"It's getting closer!" A commander of the fortress held his breath, "Ninety consecutive victories!"

"I really want to see this scene where Ling Feng fights head-on with Brother Linghu Yudao!"

Everyone couldn't help but looked up at Linghu Yudao who was still calm and calm, and compared him with Ling Feng.

He suddenly discovered, how similar are these two people?
Detachment, calmness.Incomparable self-confidence, I have invincible belief!

"Perhaps, he can break the myth of Brother Linghu Yudao!"

This idea flashed through everyone's minds at the same time, but the closer they got to this step, no one dared to say it out.

How can an invincible strong man below the king rank gain his name in vain?

The power of Linghu Yudao has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"No.90 battle, Ling Feng, win!"

"No.90 World War II, Ling Feng, win!"

"No.90 three battles, Ling Feng, win!"

The referee read out the results of the game time and time again, making everyone's eye sockets shrink, quietly waiting for the final moment to come.

"No.90 four battles, Ling Feng, win!"

"No.90 five battles, Ling Feng, win!"

"No.90 Sixth Battle, Ling Feng, win!"

In 96 consecutive games, Ling Feng defeated the enemy with one move!
What an astonishing talent and beauty, what a peerless excellence!
And the trump card he exposed was nothing more than a chaotic real body.

In the auditorium, Tie Wushuang's eyes burst out with fierce fighting intent. If the strong fighting intent had any substance, it turned into raging fires and ignited the entire space.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!"

Tie Wushuang praised three times in a row, and laughed loudly: "In a certain way, you have surpassed Linghu Yudao, come on, I look forward to a battle with you!"

Everyone nodded silently. Indeed, when Linghu Yudao completed the Hundred Slashes, his strength had also reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Divine Origin Realm.

And Ling Feng is only at the early stage of Shenyuan Realm!
The referee took a deep breath, and his palms were slightly sweaty. He had never been so nervous as a referee for many years, as if it was not Ling Feng who was fighting in the ring, but himself.

"Ahem, Lao Li, how far do you think this guy can go?"

Wang Meng's expression was deeply shocked. They had even forgotten that their original intention was to watch the joke of Ling Feng's defeat. Now, he even faintly looked forward to the scene of Ling Feng fighting Linghu Yudao.

"Only the last four are left, and they are all top four players on the Hundred Battles Ranking. If he wants to defeat the enemy with one move again, it will be difficult."

Even Li Qing, who was cursing at the beginning, gradually calmed down now, and analyzed in a deep voice: "However, this kid has too many cards in his cards. Who knows if he has any other means to hide until the end?"

"En." Wang Meng nodded in agreement, in his heart, Ling Feng is no longer a monster, but a monster!

Downright monster!

……

"Number 90 Seventh Battle, No. [-] in the Tian Ranking, Zhu Kui, please come on stage!"

boom!
The next moment, a fat man with an unusually fat body, comparable to a little giant, fell from the sky.

He didn't use any body training techniques, and his body was already two meters away. Although he looked a little "pocket" in front of Ling Feng's chaotic real body, it was definitely a terrifying tonnage among normal people.

His obese body shook the entire arena slightly, a crack spread from his feet like a spider web, and spread all the way to the feet of the giant ape transformed by Ling Feng.

"General Ling, please enlighten me!" Zhu Kui smiled and bowed to Ling Feng.

"Please enlighten me!"

Ling Feng also saluted, and stared at the seriously obese guy in front of him. A person with such a tonnage can be regarded as a wonderful flower.

"Giant Phantom!"

The next moment, Zhu Kui yelled violently, and his whole body swelled up against the wind, and he turned into a giant who was three feet away. The huge belly was like an inflated balloon, black and dense. body, giving a feeling of suffocation.

If this is suppressed, how many people will be smashed to death!
(End of this chapter)