Zhao Feng’s body was like a piece of paper that was ripped apart.
In the Northern zone Bei Moi and Dong Xue’s heart skipped a beat.
“With Brother Zhao’s strength, he shouldn’t be defeated this fast.”
Bei Moi shook his head fiercely.
At this instance.
The victor of the Northern stage was decided.
“Wu! Si….”
Gao Peng’s figure froze in mid-air as his body became to convulse.
A blue haired youth had appeared in front of him with folded arms his back to him. Arcs of lightning held down Gao Peng.
Plop!
Gao Peng fell down from the air, scorched.
“What weird lightning and speed. Incredible!”
The Northern zone geniuses exclaimed.
The speed and use of lightning Zhao Feng displayed made others sigh.
It was pretty rare to see battles end in one move, but this usually only appeared on the five overwhelming prodigies.
The judge waved his True Dragon Flag to signal Zhao Feng’s victory.
A part of the dragon blessing from Gao Peng was instantly transferred to Zhao Feng.
