Chapter Fifty-Third

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Chapter Fifty-third

After listening to these words, Wang Wanben and Wang Wanben nodded gratefully, and then left.

They knew very well that Cheng Feng needed quietness most now in order to deal with the competition three days later.

After Wang Wanben and the two left, Cheng Feng also returned to his room, concentrating on preparing for the battle.

At the same time, the news about Cheng Feng's fight with Guan Shixing three days later spread rapidly among the new and old students of Dota.

"Hey, have you heard that we have recently produced an awesome character in Daota Peak, who dared to challenge last year's old students after just over a month of enrollment."

"You're talking about Cheng Feng, right? This guy is amazing. He's more than just challenging old students. Not long ago, he bet against Tiemu Shang, but let Tiemu Shang lose face!"

"Haha, if you didn't tell me, I'd have forgotten. I haven't seen him recently. Who knows where Tiemu Shang went?"

"I don't know about that. After all the humiliation, I'm afraid Tie Mushang will not appear until the battle of the secret realm..."

"Hehe, Cheng Feng is really amazing. If he defeats Guan Shixing, he will definitely become a strong contender for the place in the secret realm. I look forward to the competition three days later..."

In the knife tower, especially inside the students of the Earth Martial Realm, there are stories about Cheng Feng's rivalry with Guan Shixing everywhere.

Cheng Feng's name was frequently spread in Dota, and he suddenly became a hot topic, which made some people who were dissatisfied with Cheng Feng even more secretly hate him.

"Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng... are all Cheng Feng, why are everyone talking about him?"

In a room in the 371st courtyard, Guan Shixing was furious and smashed a lot of furniture angrily.

He didn't expect that his fight with Cheng Feng would cause such a big commotion, which made him feel very stressed.

He was a little panicked, if he lost the competition, how could he hold his head up in the future? Do you want to hide in a knot that no one knows about like Tie Mushang?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I am already a high-level Earth Martial Realm, while Cheng Feng is only an intermediate-level player. In the past three days, I have even mastered a trump card. I will never lose to Cheng Feng!"

"I must make Cheng Feng regret coming to this world, and regret provoking me to pass the time!"

Guan Shixing directly ignored who was provoking whom, and secretly cheered himself up, then tidied up and left the room.

Today is the third day, and the time for the competition has come.

In front of the knife tower, a large number of students gathered around, all waiting for the main lord to appear on the stage. They didn't want to miss this rare good show.

After all, even in the history of the Dota, there are not many cases where freshmen challenged old ones, and it takes at least a year or so of practice to gain enough confidence.

Therefore, everyone wanted to see what Cheng Feng relied on and whether he could create a surprise.

"Hey, Cheng Feng hasn't come yet, is he stage frightened, or is he afraid to come?"

"Yeah, seeing that it's almost noon, does he want everyone to wait for him alone?"

"Could it be that this is Cheng Feng's fatigue tactic? You see, Guan Shixing is now restless, which is not a good sign."

As time went by, in front of the knife tower, everyone gradually became impatient and a little dissatisfied with Cheng Feng.

Although the time for the competition was at noon and Cheng Feng was not overdue, human psychology is so wonderful that no one wants to waste their time.

"Could it be that this Cheng Feng really knew that he was invincible, so he simply stayed behind closed doors?"

Guan Shixing stood alone in the open space, thinking anxiously, then gritted his teeth and sneered: "Hmph, I prepared a killer trick for you, but now it seems that I think too highly of you."

The more Guan Shixing thought about it, the more he felt that it should be so, and his restless heart couldn't help calming down a lot.

But at this moment, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and one person shouted: "Look, Cheng Feng is here, and he didn't disappoint everyone."

"Hehe, coming now is a sign of lack of confidence. I bet Cheng Feng will lose. I thought he had something special, but I didn't expect that he was just a sensationalist."

"Are you so sure that Cheng Feng will lose? I think the outcome is unknown. Since you want to gamble, I will gamble with you!"

Many students talked about it. Although many people looked down on Cheng Feng, there were still people who supported him, especially the freshmen, who flocked around Cheng Feng to cheer him up.

"Cheng Feng, are you sure? Although Guan Shixing is not very good among the old students, his strength should not be underestimated!" In the crowd, Jiang Tao, who had always liked Cheng Feng, came out.

Cheng Feng smiled: "Senior Brother Jiang, it's not that I underestimated that Guan Shixing, it's just his strength, ha ha!"

"Since you are so confident, then I wish you a battle to become famous in advance." Jiang Tao also smiled, thinking that Cheng Feng is an interesting person.

"Cheng Feng, what are you still dawdling about? Do you get scared and want to procrastinate?"

In the distance, seeing Cheng Feng talking and laughing happily, Guan Shixing was so annoyed that he couldn't help crying.

Cheng Feng's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Guan Shixing, since you are eager to seek abuse, then I will help you!"

After finishing speaking, the long knife on Cheng Feng's back groaned and fell into his hand automatically, and then strode towards Guan Shi.

"Take out your weapon, don't wait a while, everyone thinks I'm bullying you."

Cheng Feng stared at Guan Shixing condescendingly, which made Guan Shixing angry from embarrassment. When did he, an old student, become the weaker party?

"Cheng Feng, to deal with you, my two hands are enough, take the move, Xuanming Palm!"

At this moment, Guan Shixing couldn't hold back anymore, his eyes were red, and he slapped his palms fiercely. A giant Xuanming palm, exuding a cold air, was two or three meters in size, and aimed at the top of Cheng Feng's head to suppress it.

Hum~~~ It was extremely cold, the ground was covered with frost, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Xuanming Palm is Guan Shixing's famous martial art. It is very powerful. I don't know how Cheng Feng will deal with it?" The audience all showed anticipation.

At this time, Cheng Feng laughed loudly: "Guan Shixing, I thought you were awesome, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

Afterwards, Cheng Feng directly drew out the saber, and the first of the seven broken stances erupted, the blade's light swept across, and instantly smashed the giant Xuanming palm formed by the condensed origin force into pieces.

And the power of the ice had no effect on Cheng Feng at all.

It should be known that Cheng Feng's natal martial soul originally contained the power of ice martial soul, and the slight cold air from Xuan Ming's palm couldn't help Cheng Feng even a hair.

"It's a disaster at Guan Shixing. Cheng Feng is his nemesis. The Xuanming palm is restrained by the big knife, and the power of ice is directly immune. How can we fight?"

"Haha, I think Guan Shixing is going to be an idiot. He has calculated thousands of times, but he definitely didn't. Cheng Fengfeng is his nemesis!"

"It's no wonder that Cheng Feng always looked sure before the competition. It turned out that he had expected all of this a long time ago."

Every sound of the audience's ridicule was like a slap in the face, and when the slap was closed, Xing's face was in hot pain.

"Cheng Feng, don't be complacent, even if you are immune to the power of ice, I can crush you with my cultivation alone!"

Guan Shixing was so furious that he roared, his aura burst out suddenly, and he completely spread out the thirty-six Xuanming palms, and the Yuan power poured out, condensing into giant Xuanming hands, besieging Cheng Feng in all directions.

"It's just embroidered fists and legs, break it for me!"

Cheng Feng was not afraid, he held a long knife, and attacked the first three of the seven shattering moves in turn.

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