Fantasy: Me! Add Friends To Become Stronger

Chapter 272: How Can I Break My Word With My Appearance As The Martial Crown King? (2/4, Please Cust

"So strong!"

Zheng Rulong, who had already arrived at the stands, his eyes were shocked.

Others may not be able to deeply understand Feng Qingcang's terror, but he is very clear about it.

With four hundred years of Martial Dao heritage, coupled with his fierce marksmanship, he is definitely qualified to obtain a higher ranking.

It’s just that maybe it doesn’t mean much, so it stays at ninety-seven.

Before coming here, he thought he was strong enough, but after playing, he realized that the gap was still very obvious.

It will take at least several more decades of practice before it can be shortened.

But now this leader of the Southern Territory, who is only in his early twenties, is already on par with Feng Qingcang!

What a terrifying potential this is!

If you step into the King Dao Realm in the future, wouldn't you have the chance to become the legendary... Wu Zhongzhu!

Martial crown kings!

In the martial arts arena.

"This boy!"

The more Feng Qingcang fought, the more frightened he became!

Although his fighting style was a bit simple and stiff at first, he became more proficient after twenty moves.

Apparently adapted to the combat rhythm of Conferred Marquis Realm!

This understanding is truly terrifying!

And the most important thing is that this boy has a tendency to fight against stars

"This can't go on like this!"

Feng Qingcang swung the spear in his hand, and the shadows of the spears in the sky collapsed, and at the same time his body flashed.

At an unpredictable speed.

Came to the small space of Meng Changqing!

"It's time for you to lose!"

Confidence appeared in Feng Qingcang's eyes.

This is his trump card.

Haven't used it much yet.

In the same realm as a Martial Artist, almost no one can react too quickly.

Boom!

However, when the tip of the gun touched Meng Changqing's back.

But there was no direct piercing scene as expected.

on the contrary.

It was like touching something extremely hard.

Only a crisp sound sounded.

The tip of the gun can only stay on the surface of the skin and cannot penetrate even an inch!

"How can it be!"

Feng Qingcang's pupils shrank suddenly.

He actually couldn't break through this kid's body!

"This is...Body Refining Technique!"

When he saw the crystal light all over Meng Changqing's body, he took a breath of cold air. In the crystal light, he saw the existence of the power of rules!

And more than one wisp!

The Body Refining technique that can use the power of rules must be at least Heaven Level!

And the Heaven Level advanced skills.

It can be said to be rare in the world!

Even if it is him, this marksmanship is currently at the Heaven Level and has been passed down by his predecessors.

It is also one of the important reasons why he can occupy the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking!

In terms of Body Refining, it is just an intermediate Heaven Level.

Generally speaking, ordinary great sects and Ancient Clan only possess intermediate-level martial arts and martial arts at Heaven Level.

Only Apex Level sects and Ancient Clan can have Heaven Level.

"It's tricky!"

Feng Qingcang quickly pulled away.

If you want to defeat someone, you have to at least injure them, but if you can't even break through the physical defense, how can you defeat someone?

And this boy’s Body Refining technique is somewhat unusual.

Just Conferred Marquis Realm First Layer can accommodate so much power of rules!

Unless he takes his marksmanship to the next level.

Otherwise, there is no way to cause harm to it!

"As expected of the titled Martial Marquis, a four-hundred-year-old Martial Dao expert should not be underestimated.

Meng Changqing turned around, Gufeng Gang.

At the speed just now, unless one's spiritual cultivation reached a very high level, one would not be able to notice it at all.

Fortunately, I have developed the body of truth.

The defense is terrifying.

Able to remain unchanged in response to all changes.

"It's time to finish."

Meng Changqing took a deep breath and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

This attack was probably Feng Qingcang's limit, and it would be difficult to have a better trump card.

And he has already seen the strength of the titled Martial Marquis.

Powerful indeed.

It also allowed him to gain a lot of combat experience in the Conferred Marquis Realm.

At the same time, I discovered my own shortcomings.

"I didn't expect you to practice such a high-level Body Refining technique!"

Feng Qingcang said solemnly.

"I just practiced not long ago, and the heat was not enough."

Meng Changqing smiled slightly.

This is the truth.

After all, the body of truth has no limits.

This has only absorbed three rays of power of rules. I don’t know what state the leader’s body of truth has reached.

But when these words fell into Feng Qing Xiangu's ears, it felt completely different.

Isn't this enough?

My Heaven Level high-level marksmanship has reached the level of perfection and cannot be used!

If the heat is enough.

Shouldn't we shock him to death?

"Although I can't hurt you, if you want to defeat me, you can't do it. In the end, you can only draw.

Feng Qingcang said.

Once it's a draw.

Then he will still stay on the Heavenly Ranking.

The onlookers were also shocked.

Quite the opposite of what I expected.

This leader of the Southern Territory, who had just joined the Conferred Marquis for the first time, not only was not suppressed by Feng Qingcang, he was even beaten into a civilian

...Please give me flowers,

“What a profound Martial Dao heritage!”

"It's totally not what you should be at this age!"

Some people marveled.

"It's pretty good to end in a draw."

"Yes, I have just set foot in Conferred Marquis. Give him a little more time. Let alone Feng Qingcang, even those at the top of the ranking list may not be my opponent!"

In words, the final result of this battle has been made.

"Is it a draw?"

Meng Changqing shook his head, "Since I said I wanted you to abdicate, how can I break my promise?

"Breaking your word?"

Feng Qingcang's face was slightly cold.

So crazy!

To this day, I still want to defeat him!

“You’ve already tried your best, what are you still loving?”

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Feng Qingcang said coldly.

"Why do you think I used a calendar?"

Meng Changqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly.