Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

This human body seems to be even worse than that of a demon.

At least the demon body is domineering enough.

After all, fighting in the ring should not put lives in danger. Everyone is fighting for a ticket. The surrounding rings have basically stopped at the limit, but Shi Meng has already got the 28th place, but he still continues to stand on the ring.

His purpose was not only to get the ticket, but also to fight.

He is a typical martial arts madman.

But being good at martial arts does not mean being a fool.

He saw Feng Yan'er floating over, and a hint of caution appeared in his big monkey eyes.

"Shi Meng, right?"

Feng Yaner looked at the inkstone tablet to make sure that she had not read the name wrong. Her soft eyebrows slowly raised, like a sword drawn from its sheath. The pair of phoenix eyes beneath her eyebrows seemed to be burning with red lotus fire, filled with a fierce and pressing scorching look.

"Feng Yan'er, the Nine-Feathered Saint Phoenix who has been in the limelight in the Southern Region recently, it seems that you are that person."

Shi Meng clenched his hairy fists so tightly that Feng Yaner could even hear the explosions between his fingers, but she remained calm and even raised her chin slightly, with a hint of condescending attitude: "It's me."

This was the rhythm of him gathering strength and preparing to take action, but she did not retreat at all, and even a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

The funny thing didn't even reach my eyes.

"I have only heard of your reputation. I heard that some monsters in the Creation Realm have surrounded and killed you, but you were able to escape."

The bristly mane on Shi Meng's face only made him more ferocious. He seemed a little surprised by this opponent, but more than that, his uncontrollable fists were telling him what a great thing it would be to have a fight!

"I know you want to defeat me."

Feng Yaner smiled faintly.

Shi Meng did not deny it.

"But I don't mind knocking you down and taking away your admission."

She said playfully.

"Then let's have a fight and see who wins."

Shi Meng showed no fear, he stretched out his rough arms and clasped his fists: "Please."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and rushed towards her.

The pair of iron fists covered with black hair were covered with earth-colored luster, like giant hammers as heavy as mountains.

As a demon race, they seldom use any so-called Taoist magic. Unlike humans, their physical bodies have always been a huge advantage, so their moves are usually plain or simple, but the power is definitely not small, and wherever the fist passes, it can create waves.

Feng Yan'er went forward without dodging. She raised her right hand slightly, and her slender index finger drew a strange arc in the air. The next moment, a ball of fiery red flame feathers flew out and collided with Shi Meng's iron fist.

boom--

A powerful aftershock exploded at the tip of his fist. Although the sound was loud, it failed to shake the training ground.

Many people are paying attention to the fight on ring number eight.

Because everyone is interested in the last Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix in the world.

Chapter 50: Winning easily

The winner was immediately apparent in the first confrontation.

Shi Meng took a few steps back to release the remaining strength, and he could clearly feel that the tip of his fist was bleeding. Moreover, it was not just that. The burning pain penetrated deep into his muscles and bones, as if Feng Yaner's power had invaded his body.

He frowned, and with a loud bang, the burning sensation was forced out of his body.

But Shi Meng was still surprised that his strong body, which he was proud of, was broken by her move.

He defended the ring for more than ten rounds without a single scar on his body. The Mountain-Moving Demon Ape clan had no other advantages except that they were thick-skinned and tough. Even though he had reached the Source Realm's strength, Shi Meng's fighting style was still simple and rough, because his body was his best weapon and was not easily injured.

In terms of physical strength, there are not many who can compare with the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape.

As soon as Feng Yaner came on stage and made his first move, he was injured.

But the battle was far from over. Feng Yaner knew that her offensive had been effective. She suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she had already approached Shi Meng.

Shi Meng roared and raised his other arm to sweep towards Feng Yaner's neck. His elbow attacked and even the spiritual energy was swept into a vortex visible to the naked eye.

But this time, Feng Yan'er did not dodge or evade, and was swept by Shi Meng.

A harsh friction sound was heard.

"you……"

Feng Yan'er's palm firmly grasped his wrist, the jade hand was burning with golden red flames, and she herself was safe and sound, easily blocking the full-strength attack of the fifth level of the Source Realm.

The exquisite and beautiful long dress she was wearing was not even torn.

She had the upper hand in this confrontation.

The spectators were talking about it.

The Mountain-Moving Demon Ape clan was known for their strength, and only for their strength. Shi Meng had inherited the clan's brute force very well. There were many people present who had defeated him or been knocked down by him, but they all knew that even if a mountain pressed down on them, Shi Meng would be able to get up and continue fighting under the force. However, he was now suppressed in strength by the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix.

They didn't know much about the Nine-Winged Holy Phoenix clan, but no matter how they thought about it, this clan should not be good at strength.

Shi Meng also didn't understand Feng Yan'er, but he was defeated in the power that he was proud of. Perhaps it was the innate irritability of the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape that made it worse. He roared, and the bleeding fist quickly gathered a huge force. When he hit, the earth-gray shadow left an afterimage.

but--

Feng Yan'er's previous attacks did not seem very powerful. When she saw Shi Meng's shadow that seemed to be able to penetrate space, her eyebrows twitched slightly, as if to say "this is a bit interesting."

This time she showed no mercy. She formed seals with her hands, and blazing fire spread along her arms. Her fingertips glowed with golden light. She gave a light shout, and the fair little hand swung towards the other party as lightly and nimbly as a butterfly spreading its wings.

A terrifying aura that made people's heart palpitate suddenly descended, as if it surged out from the pair of slender white hands like the collapse of heaven and earth, instantly burning the void in front of her. No one doubted that the scorching red fire could burn everything in the world. Under the high-pitched cry of the phoenix shadow, Shi Meng's body like an iron tower looked small and helpless.

“…It’s a magical power.”

Chi Lei whispered, he had some understanding of the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix clan, and knew that this clan was particularly good at fire magic. Even the so-called "Nirvana and rebirth" of the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix was to burn itself to ashes first, and then revive in the ashes. This was indeed incredible and terrifying to other monster clans.

The nine kinds of "bloodline magical powers" that the Nine-Winged Holy Phoenix is ​​proficient in are all related to fire without exception.

However, he did not know which bloodline magical power Feng Yaner had used, and how proficient she had become in the use of this power.

But one thing is certain, that is, Feng Yaner's momentum has completely overwhelmed her opponent.

Shi Meng's pupils shrank dramatically.

The shadow rising in the firelight made him feel an uncontrollable fear and trembling in his heart.

"This is impossible……"

He growled and threw a punch with all his might, trying to block the destructive force.

But the moment his fist touched the flame, a burnt smell penetrated into his nostrils. The fist shadow that he had gathered all his strength had been completely deformed and distorted, and he himself was sweating profusely from the pain. The flames spread along his fist to his body, but Feng Yaner knew that Shi Meng had already lost the competition, so he gathered all his strength and knocked Shi Meng to the edge of the ring.

It's actually a bit funny to see such a big guy falling and flying.

That’s just the point.

Although the Mountain-Moving Demonic Ape clan was more "outstanding" than many other demon clans in their violent and warlike nature, Feng Yan'er had known this clan before. They had always been very gentle in temperament, and unless they were really annoyed, the Mountain-Moving Demonic Ape clan was harmless to humans and animals.

Feng Yaner gathered her strength and landed gracefully on the ground.

"Concession."

The silver-red lines around her eyes were almost ignited by her aura, which had just reached its peak, and the red-gold wings of fire flying diagonally from the corners of her eyes also slowly disappeared, but the decline of her aura only made her beauty even more breathtaking.

Shi Meng took two deep breaths and stood up.

"Did I win?"

She asked.

"You won, and I lost cleanly and without any chance of winning."

Shi Meng's personality was indeed very straightforward. Although it was obvious that he was still unhappy about being knocked to the ground, he still acknowledged Feng Yan'er's strength.

"Thank you."

Feng Yan'er also turned around and left the arena.

When she returned to Lu Mu, she stared at Lu Mu, her red lips slightly pursed, and the corners of her eyes with silver-red lines raised a little as if proudly, with the arrogance and brightness unique to a girl, but strictly speaking, she was not a girl anymore.

But it doesn’t matter. She may still regard him as half a “mother” now, so don’t worry about the age issue.

She rarely gets a chance to show her true emotions.

Her pride, coldness, and tenacity are always hidden under soft clothes in front of everyone. She never shows any special side of herself in front of others.

And Feng Yan'er is very proud now.

Lu Mu smiled and said, "Very impressive."

He reached out and rubbed her head.

Eyes facing each other.

Both of them smiled lightly, but also softly and sweetly.

Shi Meng in the audience has already found another arena to fight with others. There is no doubt that he can still get an admission quota. After all, Feng Yan'er, who has the strength of the fifth level of the Source Realm, can withstand it unscathed, but it is unlikely that other monsters can do that.

In the main hall of the Thousand Demons Hall in Guyue City, the hall master was standing at the highest point. She looked at the martial arts arena with a calm gaze.

"You're still here."

She murmured to herself, and suddenly half of her silver-white pupils turned red-gold.

It was like the true fire of the Holy Phoenix, burning fiercely in her body.

Chapter 51: Humans also get involved

When the Grand Hall Master saw Feng Yaner's figure... no, it should be said that after she felt the aura rising from the martial arts field, as hot as the sun, she felt that half of her body was burning.

It was the half of the Nine-Winged Holy Phoenix bloodline in her body that was causing trouble.

And that power has been suppressed for a long time.

After seeing the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix, the only one left in the world today and who is also a princess, the Grand Hall Master knew that the other half of his bloodline would be activated.

This burning pain lasted for three full breaths, but for the Grand Hall Master, although she had not felt this kind of burning pain for a long time, it was finally a familiar pain to her.

She has lived for such a long time, and for nearly two-thirds of her life, she has been wrapped in this pain and tortured every moment. Then she has walked step by step to today. Now, the Thousand Demon Hall is enough to lead many demon tribes and occupy half of the southern region. She is the master of this hall and the co-manager of all tribes.

Before this, she had long been accustomed to pain and loneliness, so even though the other half of her blood was about to tear apart half of her body, just as she had felt for thousands of years, she remained calm.

She silently circulated her breath, and the red-gold fire burning in that half of her eye instantly disappeared.

The ancient Yueyu dragon bloodline has the upper hand.

The Holy Phoenix bloodline continues to lie dormant.

"Grand Palace Master."

Xiao Feng appeared behind her and looked at the martial arts arena in the city with her.

The Grand Hall Master had an indifferent expression and only nodded slightly. "How is your observation?"

"From my observation of Her Highness the Holy Phoenix's aura, her cultivation should be around the second level of the Origin Realm, but if she uses the 'Holy Phoenix Divine Ability', then..."

Xiao Feng was actually hiding in the martial arts arena just now, carefully observing the battle on the No. 8 ring. For him, who has reached the Creation Manifestation Realm, he can see clearly enough every move of Feng Yan'er, even the power hidden deep in her blood. It is easy for him to analyze Feng Yan'er's strength.

But he didn't need to say anything about this matter, the Grand Hall Master definitely saw it more clearly than him.

Moreover, the Grand Hall Master has the bloodline of the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix after all.

“…She is very weak now.”

The hall master closed his eyes slightly and uttered these words softly.

Xiao Feng was startled.

"what do you mean?"

"Her strength is seriously lacking."

The Grand Hall Master raised his hand and lightly pointed his fingertips at the stage where Feng Yaner was.

"I can feel that when she used her magical powers, the Holy Phoenix aura was affected. It was not at its peak at all. Even the pressure of her bloodline seemed particularly weak. I think she may not even be able to reveal her demon body now, and can only walk the world in human form."