Boom! With a big explosion, it exploded on the spot, rocks flew and smoke and dust filled.

"Phantom Spirit--" Chen Dufu shouted worriedly.

In the Eastern camp, countless people looked ugly.

With such a strong blow, who can survive?

"Oh, it's a pity that this is a good skin."

Samuel Lambert shook his head and sighed, turning around and leaving.

"The battle is not over yet."

At this moment, a cold sound came from behind.

Pieces of gravel shot out like meteors, shooting towards Samuel Lambert like a storm.

"Haha, the Queen of the Spirit is indeed well-known. I didn't expect that Yijiang's God-controlled Technique will practice to the second stage."

Lin Feng smiled.

Lin Feng was not worried because there was a force from the soul queen Phantom Spirit, which appeared at a critical moment to block this attack.

At the same time, she also bought her time to use the God-controlled object technique.

The rocks were like knives, light and electricity, and they caught Samuel Lambert off guard.

In a panic, he used his ultimate speed to dodge.

It’s a pity that the gravel was as rainy as it was airtight, blocking all his retreat.

"Thunder shield."

He shouted loudly, and lightning flashed all over his body, and a layer of shield similar to the body-protecting true energy appeared.

The magic control technique is a secret method of cultivating truth, how can ordinary practice be compared?

Bang bang bang—                                                            

Ah—                Samuel Lambert shouted, and was sent out of the battle table, with a broken tendon and a severe injury.

The battle ends.

Phantom Spirit Victory! A cheer came from the Eastern camp.

Huanling stood there with a faint expression, without the joy of victory, and murmured softly: "Thank you, Lin Feng."

She turned and stepped down.

The battle continued, both the east and west sides won and lost half the winner.

It is worth mentioning that the fifth prince faced a Western fighting master and fought in blood and fought fiercely. Although he won, he was seriously injured and could no longer participate in the competition.

Although the fifth prince was very thoughtful, he was not vague in the face of the West, and he was seriously injured and won this battle.

This changed Lin Feng's impression of him a lot.

Chen Dufu came to the stage with murderous intent. The old man has always been domineering and has no words. He called the other party and came to die quickly.

His opponent is a middle-aged blonde with disheveled hair, Arthur's ninth dan, one rank higher than the old man.

But the old man is not at all false, very brave, and he just beat him up. With his unparalleled iron fist, he suppressed his opponents. He defeated him step by step and could only defend passively.

It's almost time to win the battle.

The Western Golden Lion King secretly knocked a tube of medicine, his eyes were bloodshot and turned scarlet. His whole person swelled up and his body was strengthened, as if he was wearing a layer of stone armor, and he could not feel the pain.

The situation immediately reversed.

The old man was domineering and brave, and he punched him with one punch. The other party didn't frown, and he punched him with one backhand and knocked him away. He had countless broken ribs and vomited blood.

The old man frowned and felt something was wrong, but he didn't know why the other party suddenly became stronger?

He could not tolerate thinking, the Western Golden Lion King came here like a tank, and the old man dragged his seriously injured body, dodged over, and once again shook it with an iron fist.

Still, no matter how much the other party is injured.

Bang! The old man was knocked away by a punch, his arm broke and flew out.

"Damn it!"

The old man vomited blood and his arm was broken, but he didn't give in easily and continued to get up and fight.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang in his mind.

"Old man, you are not his opponent, give up."

"headmaster?"

Chen Dufu was shocked.

Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still believed Lin Feng's words unconditionally and said: "I admit defeat."

The Western Golden Lion King seemed to have not heard it, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and there was only one thought in his mind, tearing the other party apart.

"We have already admitted defeat and are still keeping our hands on it?

You guys are foul."

He shouted loudly.

According to regulations, if one party admits defeat, the other party shall not take action again, otherwise it will be deemed to be a foul.

"Stop, stop."

Director Char shouted twice symbolically and laughed: "Haha.

You have also seen it when you ask for your own affairs.

They were red and could not hear the orders at all.

However, it is reasonable to be eager to win."

"You—" said angrily.

Chen Dufu didn't expect that he would admit defeat and the other party would not stop.

I want to dodge, but I can no longer.

Caught off guard, he took a move to fight.

But his body was seriously injured and caught off guard, and was forced to fight back, how to block the opponent's fatal blow.

Seeing that the Western Golden Lion King punched Chen Dufu with one punch.

On the viewing stage, Lin Feng couldn't sit still and disappeared in place in a flash.

"roll!"

Then, the sky shouted angrily, like thunder.

A figure fell from the sky and flashed in front of the Western Golden Lion King. He raised his hand and punched him, and then came first.

Bang! The Golden Lion King screamed, and his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was like a kite with a broken string, flying out dozens of meters, falling heavily to the ground, the ground collapsed and split into pieces.

This sudden scene shocked everyone.

People looked over involuntarily, and when they saw the thin young man in white, they were stunned.

I'm going, why is it him again?

"The Martial Arts Conference stipulates that when two sides fight, no one shall interfere without authorization.

Mu Feng violates the regulations and is denied the qualification to participate and expelled."

Director Char yelled angrily.

He asked for his own mistakes, "Director Char, have you forgotten that there is another rule for the martial arts conference. If one party admits defeat, the other party continues to take action, and he can try to persuade the fight."

"You—" Director Charl's face darkened, but he could not refute.

At this time, everyone came to their senses and looked at Lin Feng, unable to help but gasp.

"What, he punched an Arthur-level powerhouse?"

"Oh my God, what is his strength?"

——                                                              �

On the battle stage.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu Feng, for helping me."

Chen Dufu clasped his fists and said.

"You don't have to be polite, you just can't stand the unreasonable and unforgiving faces of the Western barbarians."

Lin Feng said.

"Haha, what a Western barbarian.

I like."

Chen Dufu laughed.
To be continued...