C467 'Cripple Your Demonic Art '
C467 'Cripple Your Demonic Art '
This even gave rise to an illusion that Liang Wei was not using his full strength.
Liang Wei spat out blood, his face was as white as paper, and his Qi had plummeted.
"Impossible, how could your strength have increased so much?"
Liang Wei clenched his teeth, he was extremely unwilling.
"You should have seen my battle with Bi Haoyun, right? However, do you think that is my limit? "
Qin Feng shook his head and chuckled, using a look like he was looking at an idiot to glance at the other party.
"What?" Could it be … Could it be that you have been hiding your true strength all along? "
Liang Wei's eyes widened, his heart was in turmoil.
Hearing that, the disciples outside the stage also erupted into an uproar, especially Yang Jin and Hong Tianyang, the two of them became even more shocked.
That day, when Qin Feng and Bi Haoyun fought, the three of them had also secretly observed it.
Therefore, they had a pretty good understanding of Qin Feng's cultivation.
But she never thought that Qin Feng was actually hiding his true strength.
Compared to the time they had met Qin Feng back then, Qin Feng today was as if he was a completely different person.
"I understand, that brat Bi Haoyun, has not pushed Qin Feng to his limits at all, and is still lacking by a huge margin."
Yang Jin gasped.
Their wrong evaluation of Qin Feng had practically dug a deep pit for themselves.
"You can't even see through your opponent's strength, yet you dare to boast so shamelessly? You want to teach me how to conduct myself?"
Qin Feng sneered.
Bang!
He kicked, and Liang Wei fell to the ground, sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.
"I'll go …"
Seeing this scene, the crowd was also in an uproar.
"Is that King Zhenxi? "He doesn't even have the strength to fight back?"
"Just how terrifying is Qin Feng's true strength?"
"It seems like this fellow is not just shouting empty words. He is fighting four kings with his feet and fighting one immortal with his fists. Now, the King of the East and the King of the West has lost to him."
Discussions arose from outside the stage, and everyone felt their blood boil as they watched.
"Liang Wei, are you convinced?"
Qin Feng took a step forward, and his feet stepped on Liang Wei's chest, firmly pressing him onto the ground.
"I... I admit defeat. "
Liang Wei lowered his head.
Thinking about Qin Feng slapping Bi Haoyun, his entire body shivered.
"I won."
Qin Feng nodded and laughed, then turned around to leave the stage.
Swish!
At this moment, the sound of wind breaking could be heard from behind him.
"Die!"
Liang Wei's bloody eyes flickered, and a terrifying destructive force mixed within the five fingers as he ruthlessly clawed at Qin Feng's back.
"Be careful …"
A wave of exclamations came from the outside.
No one would have thought that Liang Wei would actually launch a sneak attack after admitting defeat.
Liang Wei had already killed to the point that his eyes were red. He had lost his mind, and could not care about anything else, he only wanted to kill Qin Feng to vent the hatred in his heart.
"Slash ~ ~ ~"
In a split-second, five deep bloody scars appeared on Qin Feng's back.
Qin Feng also did not expect that Liang Wei would actually dare to do such a thing in front of the sect master.
"Hahahaha, you've been tricked."
Liang Wei was ecstatic, and laughed sinisterly.
"This animal …"
The few clan elders immediately stood up, wanting to teach Liang Wei a lesson.
"Hold on."
But at this moment, the Sect Leader waved his hand, signalling everyone to stay calm.
"Lord Sect Master, what is this?"
The Great Elder was getting anxious.
"It's true that the finger disillusionment's power is extraordinary, but it still can't injure that brat. We can use this matter to tell Liang Wei that the finger disillusionment isn't omnipotent."
The Sect Master spoke plainly.
"The finger disillusionment cannot harm Qin Feng?"
The Elders were all shocked.
At the same time, on the Battlestage, everything changed in a blink of an eye.
Although Qin Feng was scratched, a white flame immediately ignited within his body, spreading throughout his entire body like a Mental Fire.
To suppress the soul, the finger disillusionment had to first seal off the sea of consciousness, making the enemy lose its consciousness.
But Qin Feng had the Mental Fire protecting him, and with the Mental Fire's current strength, he was not afraid of the finger disillusionment at all.
Unless Liang Wei cultivated this devil art to the polar state, it would be very difficult for him to cause Qin Feng to perish.
"What's going on? You, you can actually still operate? "
Liang Wei's face changed.
Not only was Qin Feng not destroyed, he had also activated his Mental Fire to refine the destructive force that had invaded his body.
The five scratches on his back quickly healed without a scratch.
"Impossible, how can the finger disillusionment be useless?"
Liang Wei was extremely terrified, grabbing his scalp and roaring.
"Liang Wei, you train in this devilish art and think about how to cripple others. Today, I will cripple you."
Qin Feng's eyes burned with rage as the Buried Dragon Spear flew out from his palms.
Swish!
A cold light flashed, and directly pierced towards Liang Wei's wrist.
Liang Wei still had not recovered from his shock when he heard a muffled "bang" sound.
"You … You dare to destroy my palm veins?"
Liang Wei roared again and again.
Once the palm vein was severed, the finger disillusionment would become useless. Even if the palm vein was opened up later on, it would be very difficult to cultivate this technique.
The finger disillusionment's requirements for the palms were extremely high. Once the palms were damaged, there would no longer be a second chance.
"You deserve it."
As Qin Feng shouted, his boxing shook and Liang Wei was directly thrown out of the Battlestage, fainting on the spot.
"Breaking Liang Wei's pulse, he is basically crippled, that's not good right?"
A famous elder pondered.
Liang Wei relied on this technique to start his career, if he lost all his skills, the impact would be too great, and he might not be able to recover from the blow.
"Liang Wei cannot continue cultivating this devilish art, if not he will fall into the demonic path. Qin Feng crippling his devilish arts is just what I want."
But Sect Master was very supportive of Qin Feng.
Since the Sect Master had already said so, the other elders could no longer speak.
"As a core disciple of the sect, if Liang Wei cannot even withstand this little setback, then he does not have the qualifications to become a candidate."
old age snorted.
It could be seen that he did not have a good impression of Liang Wei at all.
"Mansion Lord Battle, first match, Qin Feng wins."
Soon, the results were announced.
Some of the disciples had already expected this result, but what they did not expect was that Qin Feng would win so easily, it was simply a display of overwhelming power.
"Lord Sect Master, this disciple still wants to continue his challenge."
Qin Feng did not step down, but wanted to make his own request to the Top s.
"What?" Continue to issue challenges? "
"Rules don't have this rule, do they? What is Qin Feng up to? "
"Does this kid want to change his playstyle?"
Qin Feng's words caused a huge commotion.