Chapter 1134 - The Beast Battling Compet.i.tion

The next two days, Long Fei practiced Wind G.o.d Leg.

This was his only cultivation technique.

He had to fully unleash the power of the Wind G.o.d Leg.

The more he practiced, the more the surrounding people looked at him with respect. Furthermore, they had been wondering how Long Fei managed to break through?

Why couldn't they understand Long Fei?

"Brother Niu, how did boss become so strong?" Do you know? "

"Brother Niu, what level is boss at now?"

"Ox Bro …"

Niu Dashan raged and shouted: "Don't f * * king ask anymore, I don't know either!"

… ….

Three days pa.s.sed in the blink of an eye.

"Brat, come out!"

The two experts around the slave owner walked into the iron prison. They stared at Long Fei with contempt: "Today is your good day, hahaha …"

Long Fei stood up.

In three days time, he was ready.

Niu Dashan grabbed Long Fei and said: "Boss, be careful!"

"This cure pill, you …"

He did not consume the cure pill but rather, kept it. He was very clear in his heart that Long Fei needed this pellet even more than he did.

However …

The item that Long Fei had gifted him was never brought back, so he stuffed the cure pill back into the Li Palace's hands and said: "You keep the pills, and also … Rest a.s.sured, I will bring you out of here. "

Finished.

Long Fei then walked out.

He walked to the outside of the iron prison.

The potbellied slave owner laughed coldly, stared at Long Fei and laughed contemptuously, then said coldly: "Put him in the prison."

The powerhouse kicked Long Fei in the back, "Get in."

Long Fei did not wait for him to kick his body, with a slight movement of his body, he walked straight into the cage.

The powerhouse's foot failed to hit him and his expression changed slightly.

The slave owner did not take it seriously and said, "Go to the Beast Fighting Arena!"

… ….

Water City, Duke Palaces.

"Young Master Tai, the news is indeed true."

"That elder will really go to the Beast Battling Arena to watch a show." the butler said excitedly.

w.a.n.g tai's eyes flashed, and he laughed: "My chance has come, hahaha … As long as I become an official disciple of Yuan Yang clan, I want to destroy Water City. "

And then …

One of the guards walked into the courtyard and said softly, "Young Master Tai, it's just a set of King Kong Fist s that old master sent over."

"Master said not to let him down this time."

w.a.n.g tai was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. Looking at the abnormally excited King Kong Fist s, he said: "Go back and tell my father, I definitely won't let him down."

"Hahaha …"

"With this pair of gloves, all martial artists below yellow level 6 will be crushed by me."

w.a.n.g tai was excited.

His King Kong Fist had already been cultivated to a certain realm, if it was combined with this pair of King Kong Fist Rooms, he would be invincible within the same realm.

… ….

Beast Fighting Arena, in the center of Water City City.

This was the bloodiest, most brutal and most blood-boiling place.

Almost everyone in the city had come.

They liked that kind of violence, hoped that demon beast's violence, liked the blood of humans, and enjoyed that kind of thrilling feeling.

"Elder Yang, why come to such a low-cla.s.s place?"

"This is a place where some slaves are fighting with the lower cla.s.s. There are no good seedlings here."

A simply dressed follower asked, puzzled.

An elder stood beside him. He was simple and unadorned, with a dull expression on his face. It was impossible to tell that there was anything special about him.

However.

A wave of flame started to emit from under his feet. Those who were close to him were pushed away by a force of their own without anyone noticing.

This was the powerhouse.

Yang Yu smiled faintly: "In this selection of Yuan Yang clan, I do not have a single disciple I can take out. All of the better disciples in the eighteen cities below Yuan Yang clan have been taken away, so perhaps there will be a surprise here."

"What kind of surprise is this place?"

"Genius disciples all possess powerful blood vein s. This kind of slave, this kind of lowly person simply doesn't have any kind of blood vein talent." Then the follower grinned and said.

Chaos Realm.

The blood vein was the king.

blood vein decided to be a genius.

Slaves usually did not have any blood vein Inherent Skill and could only be toyed with and played with by others.

Yang Yu also knew.

However...

This was the last city in which he had gone down the mountain to search for the 18 cities. He had secretly observed all the slightly famous young geniuses within the city, but none of them had met his requirements.

Today was the last day.

If he couldn't find it, then he could only give up.

Yang Yu sat down, and said: "A Nu, since you have arrived, please rest a.s.sured. If not, just treat it as a compet.i.tion to relax."

… ….

"Wind G.o.d Leg."

"Wind element refinement."

"Let my speed drive the strength, and I'll shatter it in one blow!"

Long Fei continuously simulated Wind G.o.d Leg in his mind.

After two days of hard work, his Wind G.o.d Leg proficiency had already reached level 2.

His understanding of the Wind G.o.d Leg deepened.

Suddenly.

A voice echoed: "We are here!"

Long Fei slightly raised his eyes.

The black cloth on top of the cage was lifted, and around them was a damp and gloomy room that reeked of feces. The entire room was filled with the hair of demon beast.

Clearly, this was not a place to imprison people.

Long Fei said: "This should be the place where the demon beast are imprisoned, right?"

The powerhouse found it funny and asked: "Are you human?"

"You're just a slave."

"Imprisoning you in the demon beast's room is your first time thinking highly of you. You must know that trash's life is worse than a demon beast's, do you understand?"

"Tras.h.!.+"

That powerhouse was filled with disdain.

Long Fei slightly said: "One more word!"

The powerhouse laughed: "Tras.h.!.+ "What's wrong?"

"You want to kill me?"

"If you have the ability to do so, you might as well survive the Dou Beast Meet. Trash." In his eyes, Long Fei was already a dead person.

No slave could survive the Beast Battling Arena.

No one!

Long Fei's eyes darkened as he stared at the powerhouse. Clenching his fists tightly, he said coldly: "Don't worry, I will look for you!"

"Brat, do your best."

"Your life will determine the lives of your fellow prisoners. Don't let our boss down." The powerhouse laughed in disdain.

And then …

He laughed and said: "By the way, Young Master w.a.n.g tai asked for you to partic.i.p.ate in the Beast Gathering. This time, he will let you have a taste of the King Kong Fist."

"Hahaha …"

Finished.

He walked away.

"w.a.n.g tai appeared in Long Fei's mind. His eyes turned sinister as his killing intent surged.

The best way to greet a world was death for Long Fei!

"I will use my blood to greet this world."

"Use your blood to let the people in this world know that I'm here!"

Long Fei leaned on the wall and waited quietly, his mind continued to calculate the Wind G.o.d Leg, every time …

… ….

In the arena.

It was extremely lively.

Cheers came one after another.

A host shouted, "Battle Beast a.s.sociation, begin!"