Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

As a freak of machine armor, he liked this kind of style, but the armor on Han Feng's body looked much more advanced than his integration technology.

"What is this?"

Duan Hong frowned immediately when he saw the crimson feathered armor on Han Feng's body.

The newly emerging Rank 8 spiritual artifact represents a huge variable.

The two consecutive defeats not only caused Duan Tianci's Dao heart to collapse, but also aroused some doubt in Duan Hong.

No, not possible!

He's a Dou Zun, no matter what, he can't possibly lose to a Dou Zong!

"Hmph, let's get started!"

Duan Hong's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He didn't intend to give Han Feng a chance to make a move. He raised the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer, and his fighting spirit surged wildly.

"Zhentian!"

hum!

The spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer manifested, and a warhammer over a hundred feet long appeared above Duan Hong's head.

As a Dou Zun, Duan Hong's compatibility with the Zhen Tian Hammer was already extremely deep, and his first move was a peak killing move.

"~Kill him severely!"

boom!

The massive warhammer crashed down, and the air in mid-air was already stained with the color of flames from the friction.

The spectators in the stands quickly retreated to the back, without a doubt that if they got any closer to the fighting arena, they would be directly killed by the aftershocks of the Dou Zun.

The referee, drenched in sweat, stared at the giant hammer in the sky and gritted his teeth to raise his battle aura shield.

The others present also did their best to raise the shield.

Those who dared to remain on the field were all powerful individuals at the high-level Dou Huang level or above. They were barely qualified to withstand the aftershocks and would not become innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.

They were willing to take the risk to witness such a momentous event.

The number of people in the venue instantly decreased from hundreds or thousands to just a dozen or so.

The Xiao family's Douhuang stared intently at the situation inside the arena, not daring to blink.

With a gentle tremor of its black bird wings, Han Feng's body transformed into a streak of red light and hurtled toward the warhammer.

what!

Several people watching from the sidelines stared wide-eyed.

Wouldn't rushing in recklessly be courting death?

Did he not know the domineering power of the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer? Its striking force was absolutely top-notch.

Duan Hong sneered inwardly upon seeing Han Feng's actions.

Madness!

He had increased the force of his hand to the maximum, locking onto Han Feng with his gravitational aura, and slammed it down hard.

boom!

However, the next second, Duan Hong felt a vast power coming from below the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer.

this......

boom! boom! boom!

Before he could react, Han Feng unleashed three punches in quick succession, instantly slowing the warhammer's descent.

"It is indeed quite heavy."

Han Feng shook his numb hand.

Taking advantage of its high position, the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer was indeed difficult to stop when it came crashing down.

However, Han Feng had another method.

A ball of silver liquid flowed from the palm of his hand and condensed into a smooth sphere.

"The magnetic field of heaven and earth!"

Han Feng unleashed the innate magnetic energy from his palm, and the moment it collided with the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer, streaks of white lightning shot out in all directions from the central sphere.

The immense magnetic force of heaven and earth drew power from nature and blocked the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer in an instant.

Duan Hong was shocked and quickly tried to steady himself.

However, the backlash from the magnetic field explosion was too great, and Duan Hong and the Zhen Tian Hammer were sent flying backwards together.

This situation is somewhat similar to Duan Tianci's sneak attack being countered.

"Damn it!"

Duan Hong, being a Dou Zun, stopped in his tracks by slapping his back with his palm. He then gripped the end of the Zhen Tian Hammer, intending to deliver a spinning strike to deflect the recoil.

Unfortunately, Han Feng had already arrived.

With a gentle flap of its wings, Han Feng unleashed a speed comparable to that of a Dou Zun, arriving at Duan Hong's side.

"Fire Owl!"

The hand, encased in crimson feather armor, burst into crimson flames and swiftly struck Duan Hong's ribs.

Bang bang bang!

After several consecutive palm strikes, Duan Hong's protective fighting spirit was finally torn apart on the third strike.

With a melodious cry of a black bird, Han Feng's attack sent Duan Hong off the fighting stage and crashing into another mountain peak.

As for the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer, it was firmly held by the innate magnetic field at this moment. Not only did it not help Duan Hong, it also distracted him, allowing Han Feng to launch a surprise attack.

Han Feng casually tossed the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer off the fighting stage. The moment the hammer hit the ground, Han Feng flashed in front of the referee.

"Can we announce the results now?"

The referee stood there dumbfounded, feeling that what he was seeing was extremely unreal.

Am I dreaming?

He craned his neck to look at another mountain peak, but Duan Hong did not return for a long time.

Looking at the crimson armor in front of him, the referee staggered back a few steps and tremblingly announced that the Xiao family had won.

They won all three matches.

Without a doubt, the champion of this weapon-refining competition belongs to the Xiao family.

The official judge of the Southern Kingdom stood up and looked at Han Feng with admiration.

What an amazing young man! He actually defeated a veteran Dou Zun like Duan Hong.

It seems we need to add one more person to the Imperial invitation.

Chapter 97 Returning home in glory

In a deep pit on another mountain peak, Duan Hong was in a sorry state, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He actually lost!

And yet, he was so decisively defeated by a mere Dou Zong.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to go out, because this appearance would only make him more embarrassed.

When Duan Hong finished tidying up and returned to the fighting arena, Han Feng and the Xiao family had already won the championship amidst cheers from the crowd.

Another elder who was presiding over the competition handed over the Grade 8 spirit ore to Han Feng.

The people from the Forging Heaven Pavilion all remained silent, feeling a profound sense of loss.

That position once belonged to them.

"Han Feng, this isn't over..."

Duan Hong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Sect Master Duan has arrived!"

Upon seeing Duan Hong, everyone made way for him.

Even if the opponent was defeated by a Dou Zong, which is puzzling, no one would be foolish enough to provoke the dignity of this Venerable One.

Duan Hong walked towards the podium expressionlessly, looked at Han Feng and said indifferently, "You're quite good. That armor should be a top-grade eighth-rank spiritual weapon, right?"

"That's right. Is Pavilion Master Duan alright?"

Han Feng's attack just now had extremely strong penetrating power, but it was not a fatal wound for a three-star Dou Zun.

Duan Hong's lips twitched slightly, then he chuckled dryly, "It's alright."

The two greeted each other with smiles, but only they knew what they were thinking.

After the awards ceremony ended, everyone gradually left the venue.

Although the Xiao family ultimately won, their two strongest members were both seriously injured and are still asleep. If Han Feng hadn't been there, the Xiao family probably wouldn't have been too happy even if they had retained their position among the Four Great Weapon Sects.

After all, this was a path to survival forged with the lives of their people.

"Mr. Han, someone is looking for you outside."

Someone reported it.

When Han Feng went outside to meet him, he discovered that it was an official censor from the Southern Li Kingdom.

This person did not show favoritism because of the power of the Forging Heaven Pavilion, and achieved a moderate balance. Han Feng had a fairly good impression of him.

"My name is Xue Yi. I greet Fellow Daoist Han."

Han Feng returned the greeting.

"Is there something you need from Judge Xue?"

Xue Yi smiled and said, "I am representing the government to oversee the proceedings this time. In addition to maintaining the balance of the conference, I also want to see which masters will emerge this year."

As he spoke, he took out an invitation from his storage ring and handed it to Han Feng.

"This is an invitation to the Imperial Banquet. The Empress has ordered us to prepare it with the highest standards, saying that there is an important announcement to be made that day. If Fellow Daoist Han is free, you are welcome to visit the capital."

Upon hearing this, Han Feng's heart stirred, and he accepted the invitation.

"Okay, I'll go."

Seeing that the items had been successfully delivered, Xue Yi chatted with Han Feng for a few words before taking his leave.

"Imperial Banquet".

Looking at the crimson envelope in his hand, Han Feng thought to himself that this was an excellent opportunity to get in touch with the Empress of Nanli.

I don't know if the important matter she mentioned is related to the Purple Shattered Ruins.

The Xiao family packed their things and prepared to leave Tianduan Mountain. However, Han Feng walked in and said to them, "Wait here for a few days. Senior Xiao will send someone over soon."

The Xiao family members were puzzled after hearing this. Why did they have to wait a few more days?

However, some clever people still understood the meaning behind the words.

"Mr. Han, do you mean that the Forging Heaven Pavilion is going to... us?"

The person who was speaking did not finish his sentence, but instead made a gesture, cutting his neck.

Han Feng nodded.

"In short, with the Southern Li Kingdom overseeing things here at Tianduan Mountain, you will be much safer."

"And you, Mr. Han?"

"I have to go out for a while."

The Xiao family members opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but recalling that Han Feng had even defeated Duan Hong before, it seemed that they didn't need to worry about him.

"Okay, Mr. Han, please be careful. The Forging Heaven Pavilion has a long history and its treasures are definitely more than just the Heaven-Suppressing Hammer."

"Ah."