Chapter 283 Beat the Evil Youngster
"The finals of this tournament will now begin. Please prepare yourself, both contestants."
The head of the Li family continued.
"Junior sister, I'm going to go on stage first, and listen to my good news!"
Jin Renfeng said to Huai Zhu who was standing beside him.
"Brother, be careful."
Huaizhu warned softly.
With a step of his foot, Jin Renfeng's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the stage.
At the other corner of the ring, Wen Bolin also slowly walked onto the ring.
"I didn't expect you to have the guts to step onto the ring."
Looking at the tall and strong young man opposite, Jin Renfeng said lightly.
Now that the news that he had cut off the Xiao family's Soul-Calling Whip had spread, it stood to reason that the other party should be aware of his strength.
"I heard about you. You were able to cut off the demon king's magic weapon. You are indeed very powerful!"
Wen Bolin said coldly,
"But it's still a long way from scaring me off."
He looked calm and composed, not at all like the panic he showed last night.
“Very confident!”
Jin Renfeng smiled. The other party did not retreat, which made it easier for him to take action.
"Then I won't be polite."
Even Elder Wen agreed with him to teach this guy a lesson, so he naturally had no intention of holding back.
"Don't be complacent! With the Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder of my Wen family, it's still unknown who will win."
Wen Bolin snorted coldly.
"The contestants are here, Jin Renfeng versus Wen Bolin, the game begins!"
The head of the Li family announced, then flew up and gave the stage to the two men.
"Nine Heavens Universal Divine Thunder!"
Wen Bolin raised his palm to the sky and shouted loudly. All the magic power in his body surged into the sky.
Faced with a strong enemy, he chose to strike first.
The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and then a purple lightning bolt dropped from the sky and struck the golden phoenix below.
Fires ignited all around the Golden Phoenix, and he used divine fire to protect himself.
click-
The lightning and thunder struck the thick divine fire, like a clear spring flowing into a volcano. In an instant, it was refined and eliminated.
"how come?"
Seeing this scene, Wen Bolin screamed in disbelief.
Withstanding the next attack head-on, the Golden Phoenix flew forward, condensed pure yang flames in his palm, and slapped out with one palm.
Wen Bolin gritted his teeth secretly, with purple lightning lingering around him, and took the initiative to move forward.
boom--
The purple lightning and the golden flames collided with each other, and sparks of lightning flew everywhere, shooting out of the ring.
Screams rang out from the audience. With so many ordinary people present, the crowd's ability to resist the dissipated magic power was even weaker.
Seeing this, the two elders Wen and Li once again set up shields around the ring to block the aftermath of the fight.
boom--
On the stage, Wen Bolin flew backwards for three or four feet before landing on the ground.
"I miscalculated. Even my strongest move can't do anything to him, this monster!"
He cursed inwardly.
Jin Renfeng withdrew his hand, looking thoughtful.
After the fight just now, he has already figured out the strength of Wen Bolin.
Generally speaking, the opponent's strength is also at the level of a demon king, but he is one of the weaker ones among the demon kings.
Compared with Xiao Tianyuan, he is still a little worse.
Although Xiao Tianyuan only has the magic power of a small demon, what he holds in his hand is the genuine magic weapon of the great demon king.
Although Wen Bolin is now stronger than Xiao Tianyuan and has reached the level of a great demon, the inherited magic weapon in his hand is much weaker.
After a while, the combat effectiveness will be weaker.
"There's no need to use the Xunli Sword to deal with an opponent like this!"
As soon as he thought of this, Jin Renfeng flashed and flew in front of Wen Bolin, then slapped him.
Wen Bolin put his arms together and put up a purple lightning shield.
click -
The palm of his hand broke through the protective shield with great force and hit his arm.
The sound of bones breaking was heard, Wen Bolin vomited blood, flew backwards, and smashed a dent in the ring.
The golden phoenix landed lightly on the ground and stood tall.
The opponent had already fallen to the ground, so he could only suspend his attack and see if he could continue to withstand the attack, so as not to kill him.
"No way! It fell down already?"
"It looks like Wen Bolin is almost vulnerable!"
"This Wen Bolin is not as strong as Xiao Tianyuan yesterday! The little evil star was knocked down before he even drew his sword."
There was a lot of discussion below the stage.
After a while, Wen Bolin slowly got up from the ground.
He looked at the golden man Feng opposite him, puzzled.
"You! You're so powerful without using a sword!"
"Then why did you get entangled with Qing Ruoyan and Mu Shenguang before?"
"You can easily take care of them with just three punches and two kicks!"
This is what puzzled him.
After hearing about Jin Renfeng, he discovered that there was a huge difference in the opponent's strength when he was using a sword and when he was not using a sword.
When not using swords, ordinary masters like Jin Renfeng and Mu Shenguang have to fight each other for dozens of moves. When using swords, even someone like Xiao Tianyuan who is holding the magic weapon of the Great Demon King will be defeated in just two moves.
Therefore, he judged that Jin Renfeng's sword should be a powerful inherited magic weapon.
Only with the help of the sword could Jin Renfeng display his mountain-slashing strength. Without the magic weapon, Jin Renfeng was weaker than him.
Because of this, at the beginning, he used the tactic of showing weakness, in order to prevent Jin Renfeng from drawing his sword, so that he could take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and seize victory.
However, he didn't expect that even without using the sword, the other party's strength was better than his who was holding the inherited magic weapon.
"It's just a competition, do we have to use all our strength?"
Jin Renfeng said lightly.
"Wen Bolin, this bastard, why did he drag me in here for no reason?"
Below the stage, Qing Ruoyan muttered to herself as she heard the two people talking.
Mu Shenguang also looked unhappy.
No one would be happy if someone used him as a stepping stone in front of them.
Seeing that the opponent could still bear it, Jin Renfeng attacked again.
Knowing that he was no match for Jin Renfeng, Wen Bolin no longer dared to face Jin Renfeng's attack head-on. He just used his body skills to dodge.
Relying on the extreme speed enhanced by the purple thunder, Wen Bolin dodged the opponent's punches and kicks for several consecutive moves.
Seeing this, Wen Bolin felt relieved.
"It seems that his speed is not as fast as mine."
he thought.
After failing to touch his opponent for several moves, Jin Renfeng became annoyed.
"It seems that although you are strong, your speed is not your strong point."
As he spoke, Wen Bolin was surrounded by lightning and thunder, and he pounced towards the opposite side tentatively.
Jin Renfeng immediately raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
But Wen Bolin turned around and dodged the palm strike. He leaned forward and raised his hand to punch Jin Renfeng's head.
As the fist was approaching, Jin Renfeng raised his left hand and accurately received the punch. Then, he chopped out a streak of fire with his right palm.
"It's useless! Even though I can't beat you, your speed is inferior to mine."
"If you don't draw your sword, it won't be easy to defeat me." After a fight, Wen Bolin reacted and a determined smile appeared on his face.
He was surrounded by purple lightning and his figure was as fast as lightning. He dodged the attack of fire in an instant and then rushed forward again.
Faced with the opponent's attack, Jin Renfeng naturally met him head-on.
Flames and purple thunder intertwined, and the two fought each other for more than ten moves, but there was no winner.
"This guy is really troublesome!"
After a fight, Jin Renfeng frowned.
Wen Bolin did not engage him head-on, but just dodged around like a loach.
Once he stopped, the opponent would stick to him like gummy bear and launch a sneak attack.
It's very annoying.
"But he's right. In terms of speed, I'm indeed inferior to him."
Compared to pure Yangyan, the speed enhancement of Thunder Method already has an advantage. In addition, the opponent is also at the demon king level, and the enhanced speed is enough to avoid most of the attacks of Golden Phoenix.
Although it can hit the target occasionally, one or two attacks cannot determine the victory.
"I said, although I am not as strong as you, it is not that easy for you to defeat me."
Wen Bolin laughed arrogantly.
At this moment, he was certain that as long as the opponent did not use the sword he used yesterday, he would not be able to do anything to his body speed.
"My Wen family's thunder technique is one of the best in the One Qi Dao League in terms of speed. Even the Ji family, which is famous for its divine wind wings, is not as good as me."
"It's not easy for you to catch up with me!"
Hearing this, Ji Wushuang looked bitter below the stage.
Before, he lost the competition of speed with his opponent.
Their Shenxing Fengyi is famous for its speed. When encountering a slower opponent, they can rely on their speed advantage to dodge the opponent's attack and thus remain invincible.
Relying on the advantages of his family's skills, he had a smooth sailing in this conference and had almost no rivals.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would have made it to the finals.
But I didn't expect to run into this evil young man from the Wen family during the semi-finals.
Compared with the Mu family, the Wen family's divine thunder is also unparalleled in speed and is not inferior to that of their Ji family.
As a result, the speed advantage of the Godly Wind Wing was eliminated. In addition, the Thunder Method also had an advantage in attacking, and since he couldn't hit the opponent and his speed was not as fast as the opponent, he was naturally defeated.
Jin Renfeng condensed more than a dozen flying swords with fire and shot them towards Wen Bolin.
Wen Bolin dodged immediately.
With the help of his body skills, flying swords passed by him.
His tall and strong figure moved nimbly between the flying swords, dodging most of the attacks with ease.
"It's useless! Such attacks are too slow. No matter how many times you use them, you can't touch me!"
Wen Bolin laughed.
Jin Renfeng remained silent. With a point of his finger, dozens of flying swords immediately turned around and chased after Wen Bolin again.
Sensing a strong wind coming from behind him, Wen Bolin used thunder magic to dodge again.
However, this time the flying sword followed him closely, and no matter how he tried to dodge, it would catch up with him again.
"I see. Can it track the target automatically?"
Wen Bolin understood the effect of the spell and couldn't help but become serious.
In this situation, if he was blocked by the flying sword, he would be defeated almost immediately.
Realizing this, he immediately used all of his strength to use the Purple Thunder Body Technique. His figure was like a shadow, constantly shuttling back and forth within the arena, always leaving the flying sword behind him.
Jin Renfeng controlled dozens of fire swords to surround it, but failed to stop it.
"It's such a waste of time to delay like this!"
Jin Renfeng frowned, slightly dissatisfied with the effect of the spell.
Although as long as the number of flying swords continues to increase, Wen Bolin will be blocked sooner or later, it will still take an unknown amount of time.
"Hehe, with my Wen family's speed, even if this sword can track you, I can still drag you to death."
Wen Bolin's proud voice echoed around.
Even though he was chased all over the place, he did not forget to provoke.
"Yeah?"
Jin Renfeng let out a faint sound, and flames started burning around him.
The raging flames spread from his body and instantly swept across the entire arena.
The entire arena was engulfed in a raging sea of fire.
Seeing the fire wave coming, Wen Bolin set up purple lightning to protect himself.
"It's useless. You are not from the Eastern tribe, so this divine fire must have been summoned. If you use it when it is concentrated, it will still have some power."
Looking at the flames in front of him, Wen Bolin said,
"But once dispersed on a large scale, the power will be greatly reduced."
"This level of fire can't do anything to me."
"I didn't intend to defeat you with this kind of fire."
Jin Renfeng's voice rang out, and then his figure suddenly appeared in front of Wen Bolin and punched him in the face.
thump—
The lightning protection was shattered instantly, and the fist landed heavily on Wen Bolin's face, making a dull sound.
Under the strong impact, Wen Bolin's head tilted and he fell to the ground.
Then, Jin Renfeng raised his foot and stepped towards his chest.
Wen Bolin hurriedly activated lightning and dodged.
"Now that he is exposed, as long as I dodge carefully, he won't be able to catch up with me."
Dodging an attacking kick, Wen Bolin concentrated his mind as he looked at the figure opposite him.
However, at this moment, a fist suddenly came from the side and hit him hard on the cheek.
Intense pain instantly spread throughout the body.
"How could it be? How did he suddenly appear from the side? He was clearly in front before."
Wen Bolin was full of doubts.
"Also, why is there no sound when this guy moves now?"
"Even in a sea of fire, there shouldn't be any movement."
"When you move, the flames should surge."
"But there was no sign of that just now."
For a moment, he felt that the other party was like a ghost.
The golden figure appeared out of thin air again and punched Wen Bolin twice, each punch hitting his face.
Wen Bolin was completely unable to react and could only passively take the beating.
"Damn it! He's faster than me."
Under the powerful force of the punch, one of Wen Bolin's teeth fell out.
"We can't just passively take the beating. We have to find a way to escape from this sea of fire."
Realizing that something was wrong, Wen Bolin endured the pain and used the Purple Thunder Body Technique to try to fly into the air and escape from the sea of fire.
However, before he could fly far, the figure of Jin Renfeng appeared in front of him again.
A punch hit him on the forehead.
thump—
There was a loud thump, and Wen Bolin fell down.
He just felt that there were stars everywhere in his head, and his whole head was dizzy and heavy.
Seeing Wen Bolin fall down, Jin Renfeng took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the chest.
Wen Bolin flew several meters away in an instant.
Before he landed on the ground, a figure appeared above his body again and stepped on his cheek.
thump—
Wen Bolin's figure fell to the ground like a meteorite.
After several blows, Wen Bolin regained consciousness. Knowing that he was being attacked, he immediately tried to dodge using his body movements.
However, Jin Renfeng, who followed closely behind him, was unwilling to give him this opportunity.
(End of this chapter)
