C139 First Level of the True Martial Realm
C139 First Level of the True Martial Realm
"Brother Zhuo." Ruier seemed to have seen her savior. For some reason, the moment Han Feng appeared, she suddenly felt very relieved, as if there was nothing Han Feng could not do.
However, the pressure emitted from Liu He's body was that of a Genuine Martial Stage Level One. Even if she believed in Han Feng, she didn't want him to be in any danger.
"I'm fine. Let's go." Wang Ruier said in a low voice.
"Can you call yourself fine?" Han Feng stroked Wang Ruier's hair like he doted on her. In his heart, Wang Ruier and Han Siling were the same. They were both his sisters.
Even his younger sister was bullied to such an extent. As an elder brother, how could he pretend that nothing had happened?
"Even if something happens, what can you do?" With Liu He by his side, Chen Ze had become much more arrogant. His tone towards Han Feng clearly showed that he was looking down on Han Feng.
"What can I do? Haven't you already experienced it?" Han Feng's eyes revealed a mocking expression, causing Chen Ze to feel a chill down his spine. The slap that Han Feng had given him seemed to be the same as yesterday. On his face... His face was still burning. If looks could kill, Chen Ze would have cut Han Feng into a thousand pieces.
However, the reality was so pale. He didn't have the strength to defeat Han Feng. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to ask Liu He to help him.
A month ago, his realm was slightly higher than Han Feng's. However, after a month of seclusion, Han Feng's realm had reached the same level as his. This way, his combat strength would be even stronger.
But it didn't matter. Chen Ze was confident that with Liu He's strength, he would definitely be able to suppress Han Feng. The strength of the Vital Energy was something that Spiritual Martial Stage warriors could only look up to. 、
"You are very arrogant." Liu He finally spoke. His tone was incomparably indifferent, "However, you have to know that this is the Hongtian Academy, not the desolate place you used to live in. In this place, you should keep a low profile with your every move. Furthermore, you can't afford to offend the Black Evil Alliance. "
Liu He took a step forward, and the energy of the Vital Energy roared. In front of him, a Desolate Ancient Cauldron instantly appeared, as if it was carrying a terrifying suppressive force that wanted to suppress his opponent.
"Suppress the will." A voice sounded out from the crowd. Immediately, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble. There were many experts in the Black Evil Alliance, and many of them were geniuses. It was true. Although Liu He was only a Genuine Martial Stage Level One, he had the ability to control the will. His combat strength was definitely comparable to a Genuine Martial Stage Level Two warrior.
Zhuo Mu, could he defeat him?
When the Desolate Ancient Cauldron appeared, Wang Ruier felt as if her soul was trembling. This ancient cauldron was formed by Liu He's Vital Energy, and it seemed as if it could suppress a person's soul.
"Big Brother Zhuo, forget it." Wang Ruier tried to persuade him. The strength that Liu He displayed was too strong. It made people click their tongues.
"This bit of ability is nothing." Han Feng smiled and brought Wang Ruier to the side. A wave of killing intent surged out as well. His pupils were pitch black, turning into a bottomless abyss.
Liu He and Chen Ze's expression turned cold, then they burst into laughter. Zhuo Mu was really arrogant. He didn't even put a Genuine Martial Stage warrior in his eyes. It seemed like this batch of genius students was too ignorant.
Han Feng took a step forward. The natural spiritual energy in the tower started rolling crazily. His eyes were like sharp swords, "A person like you is really a disgrace to the Black Evil Alliance."
Everyone's expression turned serious. Zhuo Mu, are you saying that Liu He is a disgrace to the Black Evil Alliance?
"You are one of the four major powers of Hongtian Academy. I didn't expect that you two would have such shameless things. When I was at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine, Chen Ze used his Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage cultivation base to rob the Cultivation room. Now, after I broke through to the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage, a Genuine Martial Stage Level One warrior has appeared. Could it be that no one in the Black Evil Alliance can defeat me in the same realm?"
Han Feng's words made many people secretly agree with him. Indeed... It was not a glorious thing to bully someone in the same realm as him. This Chen Ze was not as good as the others. He had brought out the experts of the Black Evil Alliance. He had crushed Han Feng, but he was still proud of himself. It was shameless.
Liu He's expression stiffened, and the killing intent on his body became even stronger. He couldn't refute Han Feng's words. There really wasn't anyone in the Black Evil Alliance who could defeat Han Feng. According to what Chen Ze said, even a Half-step Genuine Martial Stage warrior would find it very difficult to defeat Han Feng. That was why he personally attacked.
"There are as many powerful warriors as there are clouds in Black Evil Alliance. It's not something you can imagine. Whether or not you need someone of the same cultivation level to defeat you depends on my mood. I don't like you. I want to cripple you. It's that simple." Liu He's words were very simple, but also very crude. He didn't admit that no one in the Black Evil Alliance could defeat Han Feng in the same realm. He only said that he didn't like ___ and would cripple him if he wanted to.
"That will depend on your strength." Han Feng's palm struck out. A domineering palm print instantly condensed and rolled towards Liu He.
Liu He pushed with his palm. The Desolate Ancient Cauldron condensed from the Vital Energy was pushed out. He cultivated the will to suppress. Even if the opponent was stronger than him, he could still suppress him, let alone a Spiritual Martial Stage.
"Suppress!" As Liu He's voice faded, the Desolate Ancient Cauldron crushed Han Feng's palm. After that, it rolled up a huge amount of spiritual energy and pressed down on Han Feng.
Han Feng's palm trembled, and a violent Devil Dao Storm converged on him. Everyone only felt a terrifying gale sweeping past them. After that, they saw a terrifying storm appearing in front of the Cultivation room. It was a black flame with an extremely high temperature, as if it could burn anything.
The storm instantly swept the ancient cauldron into it. The black flames crazily burned the ancient cauldron. The ancient cauldron let out a roar like a giant beast. Liu He's eyes flashed with displeasure. After that, he clapped his hand and unleashed the Vital Energy Power. The power was so powerful that it wanted to destroy the devil flame storm.
However, how could Han Feng let Liu He attack? His palm print crushed out crazily. It slammed furiously at the ancient cauldron. In the dream world... He had already mastered the utilization of his strength. Every palm print contained a very powerful force. It did not leak out in the slightest. All of the power was used on the ancient cauldron.
The ancient cauldron seemed to be collapsing everywhere. Everyone's eyes changed instantly. How could this be? How could the ancient cauldron formed by a Genuine Martial Stage warrior's Vital Energy be crushed by Han Feng?
Wang Ruier looked at the frenzied battle between Han Feng and Liu He. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart. Han Feng's combat strength had become much stronger compared to a month ago. He was now able to fight a Genuine Martial Stage Level One warrior head on.
"You actually have the nerve to call yourself a Genuine Martial Stage Level One warrior? You're too weak." Han Feng kept mocking her. His palm trembled once more, and a terrifying Devil Dao energy swept out like a flood. It was as if there were numerous killing swords within the black Spiritual Energy. They kept attacking the Desolate Ancient Cauldron.
Crack!
Under Han Feng's attack, the ancient cauldron shattered into nothingness in an instant. The faint Vital Energy Power turned into light spots and returned to Liu He's hand. Liu He's facial expression was extremely ugly.
Everyone's breathing seemed to have quickened. Was this really the strength of a Spiritual Martial Stage warrior? He had broken through to the big stage and fought a Genuine Martial Stage Level One warrior, and had always been suppressing his opponent. Zhuo Mu, could it be that the God of War was reborn?
Han Feng's words rang in their ears, "You actually have the nerve to call yourself a Genuine Martial Stage Level One? You're too weak!"
Was it really Liu He who was too weak?
However, they didn't think so. Liu He was a Genuine Martial Stage Level One, and his cultivation base was extremely stable. He also controlled the will to suppress others. How could he be weak?
It wasn't because Liu He was weak, but because Han Feng was too strong!
Chen Ze's face instantly darkened. He had asked Liu He, who was a Genuine Martial Stage Level One, to help him, but he still couldn't defeat Han Feng?
"Looks like I have underestimated you." Liu He shouted. The sound waves rolled and shook the tower. Everyone thought to themselves. Liu He must have some other tricks up his sleeve. A Genuine Martial Stage warrior definitely had more than these tricks up his sleeve.
In the next moment, numerous ancient talismans shot out from Liu He's palm and transformed into a terrifying ancient talisman formation.
Every ancient talisman emitted a surging suppressive force. It was as if everything in the world could be suppressed!
Suppressing one's will was somewhat similar to sealing force. It was a very powerful martial will. No matter what method the other party used, or what sort of divine ability it possessed, it could be suppressed and blocked!
Dark light scattered out from the ancient talisman, enveloping the entire space. Even if they didn't face Liu He's group directly, they could feel the power suppressing everything, and endless fear arose in their hearts. They had no idea what kind of impact Han Feng would receive when he faced Liu He!
That kind of suppressing power could probably instantly kill someone who had just broken through to the Genuine Martial Stage, right?
"The suppressive force is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, you are too weak." Han Feng spat out a demonic sound that shook the entire Spirit Pagoda and entered Liu He's ears. Even though Liu He had used such a divine ability, he still said that Liu He was too weak.
Whether it was true that he was stronger than Liu He, or if it was just a wild boast, everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of anticipation in their hearts.
"So what if you have a Genuine Martial Stage Level One cultivation base? So what if you can defeat me? If you lose, your reputation and the reputation of the Black Evil Alliance... It will all fall because of you!" Han Feng's demonic voice seemed to have some kind of magic that could directly hit people's heart. Liu He's mind started to become unstable, as if a peerless devil was going to rip his heart apart.
"Get out of here!" Liu He roared out once again, but this time, it was directed at the demonic sound in his heart. How could this demonic sound interfere with his mind?
The suppressing will was completely unleashed. Meanwhile, the countless ancient talismans... They were also being suppressed towards Han Feng. Han Feng's palm was violently slapping. The will of the Devil Dao that was unleashed at the front of him was like thousands of beams of light shooting out in an instant. Each beam of light shattered an ancient talisman, and the tearing force was extremely terrifying. It could kill a Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage warrior in an instant.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat as they saw this, and they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. Han Feng's control over the flow of light had reached an extremely high level, and he hadn't wasted any of his spiritual energy.
Thousands of flowing light shattered the ancient talisman one after another, and then under Han Feng's control, they tore towards Liu He. Finally, a trace of fear appeared in Liu He's eyes!