Zhao Feng’s crazy and ferocious fighting style left the spectators curious.
Does this guy really not care about his life?
The elite participating disciples all glanced at each other.
Under the direct clashes Zhao Feng became lightly injured. If it wasn’t because of his movement and agility, he would have already been seriously injured and defeated.
Ao Yuetian was surprised but happy - this situation was good for him.
Zhao Feng’s forte was offense and his moves as well as agility made it troublesome. Luckily, all Zhao Feng did was exchange moves head on and since his forte was offense, this couldn’t continue for long.
“I am at a higher cultivation level than you and in terms of talent, I have a bloodline. In another two hundred moves, you’ll definitely expend all your energy… ” Ao Yuetian laughed coldly in his heart.
