Chu Yan'er finally understood that this person was bullying her by suppressing her cultivation level!
Because a typical ninth-level Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator would never have such a powerful aura, and besides, he wasn't even at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm to begin with.
But why haven't the sect leader and elders of the Little Sword Sect figured it out yet?
Although Chu Yan'er couldn't tell when Wang Feng wasn't deliberately releasing his aura.
However, she had been suppressed by Wang Feng's Spirit Formation Realm aura.
The people on the stage finally became serious, and some even had the idea of jumping off the stage and leaving.
After all, there would be another chance to go back on stage, but he stubbornly held back and didn't leave the stage, thinking that there would be another chance.
Moreover, watching at such close range might even improve one's combat experience.
Since going down there would just mean watching others fight for an incense stick's time anyway, I might as well watch them up close.
The arena is very large. As long as you hide in a corner and pay attention, and don't intentionally target them, you generally won't be able to hit them.
Thump!
"start!!"
As a deep bell rang, a barrier instantly formed around the arena, enveloping the entire arena.
Only one person can stay until the end.
The others either obediently lay down in the corner of the ring and admitted defeat, and were not allowed to fight again, or they were knocked down.
I surrender!
As soon as the bell rang, one of the people in Wang Feng's arena walked to the corner of the arena and lay down obediently.
The others gave him a few disdainful looks, and then another person walked to the edge of the ring and lay down.
"You guys fight. With his aura, I definitely can't beat him."
One of the two lying down was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, who spoke with a nonchalant expression.
In the end, only one person at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm remained in the arena, staring at Wang Feng.
“You are all outstanding individuals, not bad at all.”
Wang Feng gave them a thumbs up, saying that these people were truly outstanding individuals.
"You're not going to admit defeat? If you do, then we don't need to wait here any longer. We can just call the judge to open the barrier."
After giving a thumbs-up, Wang Feng turned to look at the last cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Wang Feng released an even stronger aura, vaguely indicating that he was about to break through to the Spirit Formation Realm.
"Bluster! You've been releasing your aura without making a move. Even if you're at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, I might still be able to fight you!"
Wang Feng looked at the eight of them and said, "Come on, let's give him a thumbs up!"
Wang Feng stood up first, and the others hesitated for a while before slowly standing up as well.
Those outside the barrier watched this scene with confusion, wondering what was happening inside. Were these eight people lying down admitting defeat?
In the past, people often admitted defeat by finding a corner to lie down and not making another move. If they did, the judge would throw them out of the mountain gate.
The sight of nine people giving one person a thumbs-up immediately attracted a large crowd, who found it both boring and funny.
Jiang Hanxi, who was riding her flying sword in the sky, also noticed this scene.
At the same time, he wondered why this silly boy would come here.
Of course, she wasn't the only one in the sky; the others also wanted a broader perspective.
Therefore, many people at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm also struggled to fly into the sky using magical artifacts.
However, their relaxed demeanor was completely different from Jiang Hanxi's.
It seems that Jiang Hanxi has some secret technique or treasure to conceal her aura, because others can only see that her cultivation level is the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Like Wang Feng, even the sect leader couldn't see through it.
At this moment, in the arena where Wang Feng was, the cultivator saw the nine conspicuous thumbs and felt extremely suffocated and angry!
"ah!!"
The cultivator roared in anger, his fist flashing with golden light, intending to suppress Wang Feng here and make him lose face.
Ahhh!!
This was his second cry, loud and heartbreaking, because he had already been thrown out in an arc.
Bang!!
The cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm was sent flying by the blow, crashing into the barrier and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
A ripple spread across the barrier before it returned to calm.
Wang Feng shook his hand away, looking somewhat helpless. "I already told you I didn't want to hurt you, but you're still stubborn!"
It's over? That's it!?
We watched for nothing; what combat experience could we possibly learn from this?
One punch can break all techniques?
The other eight were astonished. Good heavens, he was gone with just one punch.
At the same time, he secretly rejoiced, thankful that they had admitted defeat early.
Otherwise, he would have taken a punch; with his speed, he could easily throw nine punches in an instant.
Because they realized that the battle was over before they could even see Wang Feng's speed.
Terrified, they shouted for the judge to quickly activate the barrier, as they were all somewhat afraid to stay with Wang Feng.
The judge looked at Wang Feng with some surprise; this punch was no less powerful than the first level of the Spirit Formation Realm.
The hundreds of arenas and hundreds of judges were all at the Spirit Formation Realm, or at least at the first level.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to see Wang Feng's punch clearly, and even if he had, he would have seen a double image.
Looks like we'll have another junior brother soon!
The judge sighed inwardly and controlled the arena to open the barrier.
As for the cultivator who had been beaten until he vomited blood, he had already stood up and walked off the stage.
That punch just now had already made him realize the difference in strength between him and Wang Feng, and to make another move would be tantamount to courting death.
Meanwhile, Jiang Hanxi, who was in the sky, gently clenched her hands at her sides and bit her lip.
You lied to me again!
"No, it's twice!"
Jiang Hanxi clenched her fists, her eyes, hidden beneath her white veil and hat, fixed on Wang Feng, who was still laughing and joking on the stage.
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