The next day, the final.

The wide martial arts arena was already packed with people, the number of people far exceeding any previous one.

Most of them came to see Gu Qingfeng.

Last night, Gu Qingfeng became famous in a battle. With his third-level Qi Gathering cultivation, he crushed Hu Banqing, who was at the ninth level of Qi Gathering. This caused an uproar in the Demon Suppression Division.

Although Gu Qingfeng had won many battles with the help of the Wooden King Sword and was very famous, he was mostly criticized.

The battle last night completely refreshed their understanding of Gu Qingfeng.

It turns out... even without the Xuan-level spiritual weapon, he can still win!

This is a bit scary. For an ordinary warrior, if he can challenge one level higher, he can be called a genius, and if he can challenge two levels higher, he is a peerless genius.

What about level 6?

This was no longer a genius, it was simply a demon! An absolute demon!

In the entire history of the Demon Suppression Bureau, no... in the entire history of the Great Yan Dynasty, there has never been such a monster!

Many people refreshed their understanding of the Iron Shirt after watching Gu Qingfeng's competition, which led to a craze for practicing the Iron Shirt in the Demon Suppression Division.

You can no longer borrow the Iron Shirt from the library because they have all been sold out.

Some people even go so far as to spend a large sum of money to buy secret manuals in order to practice Iron Shirt.

"Here he comes! Gu Qingfeng is here!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a sunny boy with a smile walking towards them from a distance.

It was Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng walked slowly towards the arena, and the crowd consciously made way for him and retreated.

People's eyes were full of awe, the look they gave to a strong person.

Obviously, Gu Qingfeng's brutal treatment of Hu Banqing yesterday played a significant role.

At this time, Bai Ma Ming also appeared in the scene, but he used to be the focus wherever he walked, but now no one paid attention to him. Everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Qingfeng.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Bai Ma Ming's eyes, but when his gaze fell on the spear in his hand, his confidence increased.

Let you be proud for a while, and see who will have the last laugh in the end.

Both parties stood on the stage, and the deacon announced the start of the game without any unnecessary words.

Gu Qingfeng stood still and looked at Bai Maming with a smile, "Brother Bai, do you want to go through the process before admitting defeat, or just admit defeat right away?"

Bai Ma Ming's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a cold voice: "Gu Qingfeng, don't be so arrogant! I know you think you have unparalleled defense, but I, Bai Ma Ming, am not a pushover.

I have a self-created gun technique that is incredibly powerful and can break anything. How about if you can take my shot, I will admit defeat?"

Gu Qingfeng shrugged indifferently: "It seems that you still want to go through the process. Okay, come on."

As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng pulled open the clothes in front of his chest, revealing his white and strong chest muscles, causing some female exorcists to shyly cover their eyes and could only look at people through their fingers.

"Stab here. I'm afraid you'll tear my clothes."

Seeing Gu Qingfeng being so arrogant, Bai Ma Ming's face was filled with anger, as if he was insulted, but in fact he was very happy in his heart.

Everything happened just as Lord Fenghua He had expected. Gu Qingfeng was extremely confident in his iron shirt. He did not make any counterattack and allowed himself to be attacked instead.

Next, as long as he uses the lower-grade yellow spiritual weapon Chao Feng unexpectedly, he can easily pierce the defense that he is so proud of. Then he can serve as a yellow-level demon slayer and reach the peak of his life!

The more Bai Ma Ming thought about it, the more excited he became, and he felt that victory was just around the corner.

"Hey, you don't have any special fetish, do you? You stared at my chest muscles for a long time without any stimulation, and you looked excited."

Gu Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart when he looked at Bai Ma Ming. He suddenly felt that he had been defiled.

"You fart!" Bai Ma Ming came to his senses, his face turned pale and blue, and then he looked at the strange looks the audience gave him, and his heart became even more furious.

Especially the female audience, their eyes were almost shining.

Bai Ma Ming, feeling embarrassed, suddenly drew out his spear, made a beautiful gun flower with his hand, then pointed the gun at Gu Qingfeng's exposed chest muscles and roared!

"Take my thunder shot!"

whoosh!

That was the sharp sound of a spear cutting through the air!

This shot was fast, accurate and fierce!

There really was a flash of cold light first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

This caused exclamations from the audience. Although they did not think Bai Ma Ming could win, it did not stop them from admiring Bai Ma Ming's marksmanship.

Gu Qingfeng nodded secretly as he looked at the gun. He was indeed the descendant of the White Horse Silver Spear. He had practiced spear skills since he was young and was quite skilled. Although he was not as skilled as Hu Banqing in spear skills, he was still at the same level as Hu Banqing. Wanting to break the Iron Shirt? That was just wishful thinking.

Many talented audience members in the audience also noticed this problem. Although Bai Ma Ming's spear skills were strong, they were ultimately no better than Hu Banqing's swordsmanship and he could do nothing to Gu Qingfeng.

The distance of more than ten steps between Gu Qingfeng and Bai Ma Ming disappeared in an instant due to this shot.

It seemed that the spear was about to pierce Gu Qingfeng.

Sudden!

Bai Ma Ming's spear shook violently, and it suddenly shone brightly!

A brilliant fiery red light burst out from the gun!

This sudden change made everyone exclaim in surprise!

"Spiritual Soldiers!"

"mean!"

The audience was immediately shocked. They never expected that Bai Ma Ming would actually use spiritual weapons even though Gu Qingfeng was restricted from using them.

Some yellow-rank demon slayers on the referee's bench had already frowned, as if they wanted to stop it, but it was too late as the guns were already at their bodies.

The bright red light on the Bai Ma Ming Qiang seemed to be real, and it faintly condensed into the shape of a giant fiery red bird. The tip of the spear seemed to have become a bird's beak, pecking fiercely at Gu Qingfeng's chest.

The next moment, Gu Qingfeng's body was completely swallowed by the giant flaming bird.

Bai Ma Ming's hideous smile was clearly visible on his face.

I won after all!

clang!

A loud and crisp sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the venue!

Bai Ma Ming's face froze as he felt the spear unable to advance an inch.

When the flames died down, Gu Qingfeng's unharmed face with a smile on his face was revealed.

Bai Ma Ming looked at Gu Qingfeng's chest muscles with disbelief, his spear resting quietly on them without even piercing the membrane.

"impossible!!!"

Bai Ma Ming's face changed drastically.

"I am a spiritual soldier! How can your body be harder than a spiritual soldier?!"

At the same time, He Fenghua was also shouting "It's impossible". At this moment, he could no longer keep a straight face and his heart was shaking.

Even though he was a powerful Qi realm expert who was a Xuan-level demon slayer, he was unable to use his body to block the attack from the spiritual weapon and could only rely on his Qi to resist.

But Gu Qingfeng could actually resist the spiritual soldiers with his physical body?

What kind of monster is this!?

Such a turn of events surprised the spectators. They originally wanted to curse Bai Ma Ming for his despicable behavior, but in an instant they were shocked by the fact that Gu Qingfeng had withstood the attack of the spiritual weapon, and their minds went blank.

If we apply this feeling to modern society, it would be like seeing someone being shot but remaining unharmed.

Spiritual weapons are based on warriors, just like how modern people feel about guns.

"So this is what you call your self-created spear technique? Holding a spiritual weapon, does that count as self-created? You are truly a talent." Gu Qingfeng said with a smile as before.

But there was a hint of coldness in the laughter.