【One Hundred and Four】10 Winning Streak

"Han Feng... Han Feng... Han Feng!!"

As soon as Han Feng appeared on the stage, many warriors shouted loudly in the audience.

Han Feng was happy in his heart. He also had fans in the five battles yesterday.

This Han Feng's opponent is a young man who is between teenagers and youth. He is only about seventeen years old. He is obviously a relatively good family member in Xuanyuan City.

"Aoki Palm!"

"Mysterious flame chain!"

One move is the winner.

Then the second and third games were the same, and no three-star peak of the human rank could hold on to the second move in Han Feng's hands.

Soon, it was the fourth battle.

Han Feng vs. Pan Wen.

Pan Wen's face was much more solemn at the moment. Han Feng's neat battle just now made Pan Wen put away his suspicions that Han Feng's five-game winning streak was tricky.

"Huh, these two finally met, I bet on Pan Wensheng, but looking at Han Feng's previous battle, this time, it is estimated that Han Feng will win." The warrior who bet on Pan Wen was a little frustrated.

This warrior didn't see Han Feng's battle yesterday. He heard everything from other people, so he didn't really believe in Han Feng's strength. The battle between the two brothers Pan Wen and Pan Wu, the warrior was betting on these two. personal.

But now when he saw Han Feng's battle, the warrior was annoyed.

A martial artist next to him smiled and said: "This dude doesn't need to be sad, I am very optimistic about Han Feng, can I still bet Han Feng to bet on Lingshi back? Today, I bet all Han Feng wins, as long as I win again In two games, I can earn more than 100 middle-grade low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this, the martial artist rolled his eyes and said with some jealousy, "It's quite easy to say, I don't know when this kid will break through to the four-star human rank and enter the second floor. The four-star human rank is at the bottom of the second floor. It would be nice for him to win two or three in a row.”

Soon, the warrior laughed again: "Even if Pan Wen will lose, Pan Wen is a warrior with nine consecutive victories, and Han Feng won't be too easy to win, Pan Wu's strength is not weaker than Pan Wen, maybe Pan Wu in the fifth match win."

"As long as Pan Wu wins, I won't lose."

The warrior who bet against Han Feng won't say anything anymore. Pan Wen and Pan Wu are indeed top three-star warriors on the first floor. Even the warrior who bet Han Feng wins, they don't dare to say that Han Feng can easily win.

...

Arena ground.

With the referee's order, the battle between Han Feng and Pan Wen has begun.

Pan Wen looked at Han Feng cautiously, his muscles tense.

On the contrary, Han Feng was still the same as before, standing there lazily, as if he didn't pay attention to Pan Wen at all.

Pan Wen's anger gradually burned in his heart, but when Pan Wen was about to attack, he was shocked to find that Han Feng had no shortcomings at all. He was locked by a blast of air.

Han Feng stood there without any flaws, at least for Pan Wen.

Pan Wen's face changed, and he circled around Han Feng, his face covered in cold sweat.

"It's a waste of time."

"That's right, admit defeat if you don't compare."

"Pan Wen, teach us a good lesson for the new rookie."

"Han Feng, we are optimistic about you, don't let us down."

The warriors above the audience became impatient. They came to watch the battle, not to watch Pan Wen move back and forth.

Fans of Pan Wen and Han Feng are also attacking each other and shouting.

On the venue, the more the audience shouted, the greater the pressure on Pan Wen, and the closer he got to Han Feng, the more Pan Wen felt that Han Feng was unfathomable.

Pan Wen couldn't get off the stage.

At this time, Han Feng's playful voice sounded: "Pan Wen, I'm waiting for you to take action? If you don't take action, I will take action."

Pan Wen's face was grim: "Arrogant boy, the golden horn strikes!!"

Pan Wen was obviously a metallic warrior, and the rich metallic infuriating energy condensed in Pan Wen's hands to form a golden cone. Pan Wen's entire body suddenly vacated and rotated, and the golden cone made a humming sound.

Like a small tornado, Pan Wen fell from the sky with the aura of a fish dying and a net breaking.

"Mysterious flame chain!"

Han Feng gave a low drink, and nine chains spun around Han Feng.

bang...

The rotating golden cone collided with the mysterious flame chain, and a harsh friction sound suddenly sounded.

Golden and red rays of light are constantly flying around.

Suddenly, Han Feng's black flame chain had a tendency to rush towards the surroundings, the golden pointed cone stagnated, and the next moment, accompanied by the red light of the mysterious flame chain, the golden pointed cone shattered.

what……

Pan Wen screamed and flew out.

Beside Han Feng, nine chains twisted in the air with their teeth and claws.

The next moment, these chains exploded away.

"Oops!"

Pan Wen finally got up, and saw the scene of nine chains attacking.

At the moment, Pan Wen waved his palms, and the golden bell covered Pan Wen inside.

"Break me!"

Han Feng gave a cold drink, and the sound of clicking sounded.

Pan Wen's face changed greatly: "This is a high-level defensive martial arts skill of the low-ranking human level. I have practiced it for more than a year, and it is already in the realm of great achievement. How could it be broken so easily? Could it be..."

Pan Wen's heart set off a storm, unless the martial skill displayed by the opponent has reached the middle-rank human-rank, and it is a good middle-rank human-rank, and he has also cultivated to the realm of minor achievement.

Pan Wen is extremely jealous of Han Feng's perception at this moment, how old is he?

But now is not the time to think about it, Pan Wen immediately took out the meteor hammer and slammed it down.

bang bang...

The red air mass bombarded out, like a burst of ripples, constantly spreading around.

The huge impact force constantly acts on the mysterious flame chain and the meteor hammer.

Han Feng felt the impact of the mysterious flame chain to himself, and could not help frowning, the impact of the wrist was dissipated. The wind can easily dissipate these impacts.

Pan Wen was not so lucky. The impact spread along the meteor hammer to Pan Wen's hands. Pan Wen's hands were numb, and he almost couldn't hold the meteor hammer.

Looking at the meteor hammer, there were already a few cracks where it collided with the mysterious flame chain.

Pan Wen couldn't help scolding in his heart: "Low-level spiritual tools are really junk."

According to the general situation, medium and low-grade spirit tools are the most suitable spirit tools for early human-level warriors.

A trace of impatience flashed in Han Feng's eyes. Han Feng had already seen that Pan Wen had indeed reached his limit, and it would be a waste of time to tease him any further.

On the basis of the nine chains, three more chains appeared, making a total of twelve chains.

Twelve chains hugged into a group and swept out with the momentum of thunder.

"Meteor hammer!"

Pan Wen was horrified: "Damn, this kid didn't use all his strength before!"

Han Feng's fighting strength greatly shocked Pan Wen. With such strength, fighting on the first floor is simply bullying.

clack clack...

The crisp sound continued to sound, and under the attack of twelve chains, the meteor hammer in Pan Wen's hand was finally completely broken and became a complete waste.

Twelve chains passed through Pan Wen's body and limbs, blood dripping, and shrill screams resounded throughout the arena, and the warriors in the audience were horrified.

Regarding Pan Wen, Han Feng has already gone to understand some of the situation. It can be said that Pan Wen has done a lot of evil things on behalf of Fu Da Niu, and there are many people who have been maimed by Pan Wen. Although Han Feng is not a ruthless person, he can If he offends Han Feng, Han Feng will not show mercy, especially if this person is not a good person.

Regarding Pan Wen's tragic situation, the referee didn't say anything. There have been too many such things, and the referee has already become numb.

"In the fourth battle, Han Feng won."

"The next fifth battle, Han Feng vs. Pan Wu!"

"I...I abstain."

Pan Wu shivered when he saw his brother's end. When he heard that it was his turn to fight, he suddenly lost the courage to fight. He shouted abstention, and then went on stage and carefully hugged his brother, and rushed out immediately. , find a therapist.

The audience was silent this time, and there was no booing or contempt. The audience were all warriors. Even if some of them were not strong, their eyesight was not bad. Many audiences could see that Han Feng and Pan Wen's combat power , is no longer on a level.

So far, Han Feng has won ten consecutive victories on the third day of entering Xuanyuan Arena.