Chapter 103: Lu Chen vs. Lin Feng

"Boy, don't hide when you have a species!" At the same time, a low voice spit out from Zhao Ye's mouth.
To tell the truth, he was afraid, Lu Chen was "out of control" to show his footwork, and gave him a slap, then by then, he was huh.
"To deal with you, one punch is enough!"
Just when Zhao Ye's voice just fell, Lu Chen's cold voice also sounded. At the next moment, everyone felt a powerful force like a volcanic eruption, rushing out of Lu Chen's body, and then, Seeing Lu Chen raise his hand, luck, straight out.
"The third form of Golem fist, Golem roar!"
Under Zhao Ye's excited eyes, Lu Chen's fist carried a monstrous prestige, which was shaken with it fiercely.
"boom!"
The fists were sturdy and sturdy together, and a muffled sound came out, followed by a violent air wave at the center of the collision between the two, the wind was loud, and the air collapsed.
Lu Chen's shoulder shook slightly, and then he let go of this energy, while Zhao Ye's face flushed suddenly, and then his body began to shake violently.
With a pop, the body was bent, a spit of red blood spewed out, staggering back, the feet were soft, and almost fell to the ground in awkwardness.
"Swoosh!"
After slamming Zhao Ye back, Lu Chen followed his footsteps and immediately deceived him in front of him. Without a hesitation, he punched out, and slammed the latter into the ring without mercy.
As Zhao Ye flew out of the ring, the voice of the elders also sounded appropriately, "Lu Chensheng!"
"Wow!"
These three words just fell, around the ring, tens of thousands of spectators suddenly boiled, shouting loudly, especially the fans of Lu Chen even shouted, their faces flushed.
"Won, I didn't expect Lu Chen to be so powerful ..." Fang Hao and Chu Zhen looked at each other, and they roared excitedly.
Not long ago, Zhao Ye was a high-ranking half-strength powerhouse, and regarded Lu Chen as a ants. Under Lin Xin ’s instigation, he sent people to chase Lu Chen at random. Shamed a lot.
This really made a bad breath.
In the boiling cheers, Lu Chen flew calmly to the ring. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Ba Da. He felt a crazy fighting spirit. Then, his eyes continued to move and fell on Lin Feng.
The latter's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of hatred in Lu Chen's eyes.
Lu Chen smiled, for Lin Feng, to be honest, he also has a trace of fear, if there is a chance, he will not hesitate to kill the latter.
Because the latter's talent is the strongest among the people he has seen. The main point is that he has hatred against Lin Feng!
In the end, he looked at Chu Feng, who seemed to feel Lu Chen's gaze, turning his body to see that the four eyes were facing each other, and the two war intentions intertwined in the air invisibly.
"call!"
After counting the interest, Lu Chen withdrew his gaze and exhaled deeply.
Ba Dao, Lin Feng, Chu Feng, these three will be the final target of Lu Chen.
"The next game, Chu Feng against Lin Feng!"
At this time, the voice of the elder came again.
"Lin Feng and Ba Dao had a tie, and Ba Dao lost the trick to Chu Feng. I don't know if Lin Feng could make a move in Chu Feng's hands!"
The disciples below saw Lin Feng and Ba Dao play, and began to whisper.
Until now, no one has been able to make a move under Chu Feng. Even the domineering sword was defeated by Chu Feng.
"Lu Chen, can you say that Lin Feng can make a move in Ba Dao's hand?" Fang Hao was also curious and asked to look at Lu Chen quietly.
"There is no problem with one move, but it should be defeated without three moves!" Lu Chen said.
Lu Chen's voice was not suppressed, and the disciples nearby also listened to his ears, with approval and laughter ...
On the ring.
Lin Feng didn't speak a word, and his long sword was unsheathed, and rushed towards Chu Storm. With a sneer, the long sword was swung, and the sword was straight out. The bright sword light turned into a thick sword under the blessing of speed. The anger shot out.
"Tear!"
Because of the excessive force, the air was easily cut by a sword like thin paper.
Opposite Chu Feng, in a white suit, did not change his face in the face of this sword. His long spear was silver awn, and his spear was like a dragon. He pointed out decisively. This move was very similar to the one that defeated the Ba Dao!
"laugh!"
The result is also very similar, the brilliant sword light collapsed inch by inch under this gun.
The spear is like a dragon, and it is still punctured straight with the giant power!
"clang!"
Lin Feng cleaved a sword again in a critical moment. The long sword collided with the silver gun. The next moment, the long sword burst. The silver awn on the silver gun also dimmed, and finally tried his best.
"puff!"
Although Lin Feng barely resisted Chu Feng's shot, he also had a huge shock and stumbled back a few steps.
"Yes, next, you also take me a shot." Chu Feng closed his gun and applauded Lin Feng.
When the words fell, he jumped abruptly, his spine like a gun, and spurted straight into the sky. This movement seemed to be tiny, but his momentum suddenly changed and turned abruptly. Come out, like mountains and mountains, the air around the pressure shocked.
"Is this his real strength? How strong!" Fang Hao, under the pressure of the audience, was trembling with fat.
Lu Chen's body was shocked, and a faint breath diffused. The pressure of Fang Hao and Chu Zhen suddenly relaxed.
"But it is very strong!" Lu Chen stared at the white man on the stage, his hands squeezed, he also felt a great pressure.
On the VIP stage, an elder whispered, "Chu Feng's strength has surpassed the ninth core disciple, and can compete with the eighth or seventh core disciple."
On the ring.
Lin Feng looked at Chu Feng and looked unprecedentedly serious.
He held it with one hand and took out a long sword again.
At that moment, Chu Feng on the opposite side had already moved. Then, he only felt a shock in his body, his mind hummed, and a little cold light in his pupils magnified rapidly.
With a click, the sword in his hand shattered, and a cold touch came from his throat, exuding the coldness of facing death!
"call!"
A drop of cold sweat ran down from the forehead, Lin Feng looked at the silver-white spear in close proximity and swallowed hard.
"I lost!"
"Wow!"
This scene was so shocking that everyone on the field was stunned for a while, and then a burst of warm cheers erupted, surging like waves, wave after wave.
The cheers gradually subsided and the game continued.
Next, Ba Dao played against Liu Fei. Ba Dao wins!
Lin Feng plays against the Su language, Lin Feng wins!
Chu Feng played against Li Han, Chu Feng won!
One game after another, in full swing.
With the end of a game, the voice of the big elder passed again.
"The next game, Lu Chen battles Lin Feng!"