C283 Zhan Yingtian Is Crazy
C283 Zhan Yingtian Is Crazy
As a Second Grade Perfection Stage, Ying Tiankuang did not fight many times in this test. No one had any objections to his advancement because this was the gap between their cultivation levels.
Even the old geniuses like Sikou Bailian and Cao Yu had never thought of challenging the first place. This seat was extremely tempting, but they didn't dare to touch it. Because they knew their own limitations. If Ying Tiankuang went all out, they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike.
Han Feng, from the tenth seat, challenged all the way to the second seat. This made everyone admire him, and they didn't dare to look down on him anymore. However, when Han Feng said that he wanted to challenge Ying Tiankuang, everyone seemed to have misheard him. How could this be possible?
"You didn't remember wrongly, right? The current you is the second seat. If you challenge him again, your opponent will be Ying Tiankuang." Fong Loong said patiently to Han Feng, "The gap between a Second Grade Perfection Stage and Great Divinity Stage is not small."
In Fong Loong's opinion, Han Feng was obviously a little careless. After a few consecutive victories, Han Feng seemed to have become a little arrogant. He actually shifted his gaze to the first seat. Therefore, Fong Loong reminded him that between him and Ying Tiankuang... The difference between them was a realm.
"I know there is a gap." Han Feng smiled faintly, "But there is no rule in the test that you can't challenge him, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ying Tiankuang, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. A wave of pressure descended on Han Feng's body. A sharp light shone in Ying Tiankuang's eyes. Challenging him was ridiculous!
"I hope you are not too weak. Otherwise, it will be meaningless to fight." Ying Tiankuang slowly walked forward, and with every step he took, a loud sound was heard.
"Don't worry. I won't let you down." Han Feng replied with a smile on his face. In a battle of martial arts, if he was able to break through to the next realm, then it wouldn't be impossible for him to fight against Divine Inscriptions.
"He actually wants to fight Ying Tiankuang?" The Lord of Zhaotian looked at the white silhouette on the fighting stage and realized that he couldn't see through it. Even though he knew that he had lost, did he still want to fight?
Or could it be that Han Feng still had some trump cards in his hand, and these trump cards were his confidence in defeating Ying Tiankuang?
"Palace Chief," Sword Lord of Ling Mountain said slowly, "If I remember correctly, there is a huge gap between the Divine Crest and Divine Crest. The gap between them is even greater than the gap between Genuine Martial Stage, and those who can fight against those who have a higher cultivation base. In the Divine Pattern Master, it's one in a hundred, right? "
" One in ten thousand. " The Lord of Zhaotian replied. Such a person was too rare. He had never even heard of such a person before.
"I understand." Sword Lord of Ling Mountain kept his mouth shut, but he revealed a meaningful smile. The gap between the Divine Crest Realm and the Divine Crest Realm was huge. Han Feng still wanted to fight. It was as if he was begging for defeat. It was extremely laughable.
Sword Lord of Ling Mountain didn't speak bluntly, but he used the Lord of Zhaotian to express what he wanted to say. That was, Han Feng's actions were undoubtedly like throwing an egg at a stone, laughable.
"One in ten thousand, but there is a miracle." The Lord of Zhaotian also maintained a smile, expressing his thoughts. He hoped that Han Feng was a miracle.
If Ying Tiankuang lost, with the Shadow Moon Palace Master's pride, he probably wouldn't have the face to continue talking about the Marquis Han's Token.
"Does Han Feng really want to challenge Ying Tiankuang?" Qing Feng's delicate eyes looked at Sun Tianwang. She heard Sun Tianwang say, "Of course. Since he said so, he must have absolute confidence."
Sun Tianwang had been with Han Feng for so long. He knew the pride in Han Feng's character. This kind of arrogance was not because he was arrogant, but because he had a good understanding of both of them. In his heart, he was absolutely confident that he could defeat his opponent. Otherwise, he would not have spoken so arrogantly.
"If he really defeated Ying Tiankuang, I think the entire Iron Sword City will be in an uproar. ............ Qing Feng thought. The gap between the great success of the Second Order and the great success of the Second Order was too great. In the legends, there are people who can surpass it, but in the Iron Sword City, there is a huge gap between the Great Perfection of the Second Order and the Great Perfection of the Second Order. There was no such person.
In the sky, when the graceful figure saw someone challenging Ying Tiankuang, she couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile. However, when she saw Han Feng's face clearly, she was stunned for a moment. This appearance seemed to be somewhat familiar...
"Han Feng, it seems like you have exaggerated it." Many people shook their heads. They didn't expect Han Feng to be so tactless and insist on adding another defeat to their competition.
"This guy will taste the pain." Sikou Bailian sneered. He had fought with Ying Tiankuang before, and he knew how terrifying the latter was. It wasn't something that Han Feng could defend against. If both of them were at the same level, perhaps Han Feng would have a very high chance of sealing Ying Tiankuang. But right now, the gap between them was obvious. Han Feng's seal... One punch from Ying Tiankuang was enough to break it.
"There's no point in talking anymore." Ying Tiankuang said calmly, "Let me see how much weight you have." After saying that, Ying Tiankuang condensed his fist once again, and the Divine Crest shone brightly on his fist. Like a treasure that had penetrated through space, he attacked Han Feng.
Han Feng's palm trembled, and he pressed it forward. In an instant, the divine pattern fluctuated, and the spiritual light trembled violently. The light of the seal appeared in front of Han Feng, wrapping around Ying Tiankuang's fist and sealing it in an invisible manner.
"He sealed Ying Tiankuang's fist!" Someone exclaimed. In the previous battle, there were some who couldn't even block Ying Tiankuang's punch, but Han Feng had easily sealed this punch.
"After all, he is the second ranker. Naturally, he is stronger than those who have yet to enter the top ten. However, Ying Tiankuang hadn't used his full strength yet, so Han Feng could only hold on for a while. ” Someone said. It sounded very objective, and many people agreed with what he said.
" He's not that weak after all. I'm starting to get interested. " Ying Tiankuang took a step forward, and the airflow around his body started rolling. It was as if a bright moon was rising behind him. Everyone's eyes focused. They saw countless overlapping shadows appearing on Ying Tiankuang's body, and the shadows merged together. It was as if he had transformed into the phantom of an Immortal King. He raised his right hand and condensed another Divine Vein. Then, he unleashed an explosive attack.
The radiance of a single punch shook the heavens and the earth. It was as if there were boundless shadows of fist light condensed on this punch. Battle Qi soared into the sky, and it seemed as if it could shatter everything.
"Peak Perfection Divine Crest." Someone said. Ying Tiankuang had yet to use his full strength, and had yet to inscribe a perfect second level Divine Crest. But even so, it was still very difficult for him to resist. Even though Ying Tiankuang was a perfect Second Order Divine Pattern Master, he hadn't been in this realm for long. It might not be possible for him to casually condense a perfect Divine Vein, but to condense a complete Divine Vein attack... However, it was far from being comparable to a large success Divine Pattern Master. Just think about it, even if it was a Mortal ranked martial skill, if it was used by a Martial Lord... The power must be far stronger than a Spiritual Martial Stage warrior.
The overlapping of this punch was like layers upon layers of overlapping power. When it approached Han Feng, its power had increased by countless times, causing people's hearts to tremble.
"Seal!" Han Feng spat out the word and clenched his fist. A terrifying force swept out and the Divine Vein Seal appeared. The Ancient Sealing Picture flashed in front of him, and the power of this punch was monstrous. However, Han Feng... Using the Divine Vein Seal to seal it, he actually sealed it away.
"It's sealed again!" Everyone's hearts trembled once more. This punch had been sealed once more. Just what grade was Han Feng's sealing Divine Crest, to actually be able to seal off all attacks?
"Looks like the Great Divinity Stage Divine Vein can no longer threaten you." Ying Tiankuang's words caused the hearts of many people to pound wildly. Even the Great Divinity Stage Divine Crest could no longer threaten Han Feng? Didn't this mean that in this realm... Han Feng... There are no more opponents?
"Ying Tiankuang is going to use his ultimate skill." Everyone was looking forward to it. Looking at the battle formation, what Ying Tiankuang was going to inscribe next should be a perfect Second Order Divine Crest.
Normally, it would be difficult for them to come into contact with Divine Crest of this grade, but Ying Tiankuang had already mastered it.
"I want to see if your Divine Crest Seal can surpass the boundary of the Divine Crest Seal." A fierce light flashed in Ying Tiankuang's eyes, and then the illusory shadow around his body flickered even more violently. With a flash, he charged straight towards Han Feng.
"No, it's a shadow. Ying Tiankuang is using the Void Divine Crest." Someone recognized this kind of Divine Crest. It was a real and fake Divine Crest. It was very powerful. It made it hard for people to distinguish whether it was the real body or the illusion. If the real body attacked it... This Divine Inscription...
Furthermore, if the real body of Ying Tiankuang attacked, the consequences could be imagined.
Ying Tiankuang's figure flickered and appeared. In an instant, the battle platform was filled with the images of Ying Tiankuang's clones. It was as if his figure was everywhere, making Han Feng feel like he was surrounded. Countless silhouettes lunged at him at the same time. Ying Tiankuang's punch was extremely powerful. It was even stronger than Sikou Bailian's Divine Weapon. If he was hit... Even Han Feng couldn't take it anymore.
"It won't be that easy to attack me." Han Feng chuckled lightly, then pointed his finger out. A moment later, his surroundings were filled with dazzling ancient sealing diagrams. When the illusory figures attacked the sealing divine patterns, they dissipated. They were directly sealed away.
Ying Tiankuang's figure suddenly retreated, his eyes revealing a surprised expression. Earlier, his true body almost bumped into Han Feng. However, he was blocked by the Ancient Sealing Picture, and even his arm was sealed. He was unable to use the power of his soul.
"Break!" Ying Tiankuang shouted furiously. The sound of his arm being broken could be heard from his arm, causing many people to be shocked. Han Feng had actually sealed Ying Tiankuang's right arm!
"You are the first one who could break my seal." Han Feng held back the shock in his heart and said with a smile.
This was the first time that the seal was broken. He had used the most powerful seal, the Divine Vein, but it only sealed one of his opponent's arms. Moreover, his opponent had also used his strength to break the seal.
This was the absolute suppression of strength. In the face of absolute strength, all advantages were gone.
"Then I should feel honored?" Ying Tiankuang couldn't help but smile, "But I don't think so."
Everyone looked at these two men, their hearts were in turmoil. In the previous battle, it seemed like Han Feng didn't suffer any losses. Could it be that he had also broken through to the Perfection Stage?
"Ying Tiankuang hasn't used his full strength yet." The Lord of Zhaotian wasn't very optimistic. He knew very well how terrifying a perfect Second Order Divine Pattern Master was, and the techniques it could use were not limited to these.
Indeed, just as the Lord of Zhaotian had expected, on Ying Tiankuang's body... His aura gathered crazily. It was as if his body was covered with a layer of armor. Divine patterns condensed into a peerless long spear, which he held in his hand. A bright moon slowly rose behind him, making him look like a God of War under the moon.
Surging waves of heat gathered in front of Han Feng. A hot aura spread out and instantly flashed. Finally, it transformed into numerous Shadow of the Vermilion Bird that floated in the air.