30 Chapter 30 Han Feng's Strength

"Haha! Little devil! It's not that I am bullying Old Zhao. Now that the girl has spoken, I can't let you do it first!"

Zao Wou-Ki laughed happily, his eyes suddenly condensed, With the power of the fist, he smashed towards Han Feng!

A worried look flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and Xiao Wu, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear it anymore, so he said comfortably, "It's alright, Teacher Zhao's subordinates are serious, and this kind of idiot should be beaten by Teacher Zhao and sober up! Hearing this ,

Ning Rongrong remembered all the things Han Feng had done along the way. He gritted his teeth, suppressed the worry in his eyes, and snorted, "That's right! This kind of idiot! He deserves to die!"

Han Feng did not Hearing these words, at this moment, only Zhao Wuji's punch was in his eyes. Although Zhao Wuji didn't use his soul skill, this punch was quite terrifying. Zhao Wuji had already touched Han Feng's punch in the previous fight. The limit, at this time, the limit that Han Feng can resist is probably in the soul sect, not the high-level soul sect.

Of course, this is under the premise of not counting the perverted effects of the Imperial Throne.

Zao Wou-Ki's power, which is just controlled at the forty-five or six-level, will not exceed Han Feng's limit, and it can also make Han Feng tired to deal with it.

Zao Wou-Ki was determined to teach Han Feng a lesson!

"Tsk!"

Han Feng tutted lightly, the first spirit ring lit up, and the Royal of Fate was successfully launched. Zhao Wuji's punch was once again dismissed by Han Feng's understatement. A strange light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes: "Is it this soul skill again!? The soul skill is good, but can

you use it all the time!?"

It doesn't mean he's really helpless.

"Don't be a brat, there is a brat, is the word Han Feng a taboo for you? Or is it stuck in your throat, making you cough? If you don't know how to read it, I can teach you, come and read it with me, He'an—Han..."

"Humph! I see if you have the energy to speak next time!"

"Boom!"

Facing Han Feng's yin and yang strangeness, Zhao Wuji snorted angrily, and threw another punch— This punch even hit the wind pressure!

"Xiong!"

Han Feng didn't dare to be careless, his pupils shrank, and a sky-high flame emerged, and the fiery wave of fire even drained the surrounding water!

"Empty! Bump Bump!"

Zhao Wuji's punch increased his strength intentionally. He wanted to teach Han Feng a lesson, and let Han Feng understand what it means to respect the teacher and put the master first, but he didn't expect that this The fist did not achieve the effect of destroying the dry and rotten as imagined. It was like hitting a piece of gold and stone. Han Feng only took three steps back and stabilized his figure!

At this time, Han Feng's image has changed greatly, and his whole body is burning like flames, but if you look closely, you can see that it is not Han Feng that is burning, but Han Feng's whole body is covered with a layer like his real body. The armor-like flame armor, the shield of the blazing sky turned into a two-handed shield, one left and one right, protecting Han Feng's arms.

Create your own soul skills! Flame Dragon Armor!

Ok. . . Han Feng has to admit that this soul skill has nothing to do with the Yanlong armor at all. He can neither fit into the emperor's armor nor summon the Yanlongju. In fact, it is similar to the 'virtual mask', which was stolen by him forcibly. name. . .

This time, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but look surprised.

Han Feng surprised him too much. Every time he can break through his expectations, it seems like there is no limit!

But even so, Han Feng still couldn't change the nature of his broken mouth, and said with a breathless smile, "I'm sorry, I just have a little energy left to say a few more words! If you can come back twice, maybe I will It's not impossible to say a few more words, work hard, and hold back a sentence or a half!"

"Oh! That's right! Can you make your voice a little lower, it's making my brain hurt!"

This time, Zao Wou -Ki was not angry, his arrogant face couldn't hide his admiration, and he laughed loudly: "Okay! Let me see, you can say a few more words!"

"Bump! Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was like a violent bear, stepping out step by step, each step stepped on a visible collapse on the ground, and the last punch hit, Han Feng even heard the sound of explosion!

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuji fell in a circle, Han Feng did not dodge or avoid, and received the punch from the front, but this time, Zhao Wuji increased his strength again, and Han Feng flew out directly, hitting the ground several times. Roll, just stopped.

At this time, Han Feng looked very embarrassed, and it felt as if his five internal organs were all mixed up—Zhao Wuji, an immortal old man, actually used the power of a soul king in that punch just now!

This time, Han Feng had no room to open his mouth. At this time, every movement of his involved a huge amount of pain, so he could only stare at Zhao Wuji with his neck stuck.

Looking at Han Feng's embarrassed appearance, Zao Wou-Ki sighed in his heart, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of pleasure: "Haha! Teach you to be good! Before you have absolute strength, don't imitate others, now my strength is better than yours. Strong, I can beat you, this is in the academy, if you are in other parts of the mainland, you are just looking for death!"

Han Feng understands the reason, but Han Feng is not convinced!

Unable to speak, Han Feng was afraid that his eyes were not obvious enough, so he endured the pain and grinned, his mouth full of blood!

Seeing this, Zao Wou -Ki was stunned. He didn't seem to have thought that Han Feng would react this way. After being stunned for a while, he also grinned: "Enough toughness! But toughness must have the strength of toughness!"

"Boom!"

Another punch was thrown, simple and rude—this punch was even less powerful than the previous two punches. Han Feng was already injured at this time, and Zhao Wuji did not dare to actually hurt this little monster. . .

"Ding!"

At the moment when Zhao Wuji shot, Han Feng also moved, and the yellow spirit ring lit up, but this time, it was not the first spirit ring, but the second spirit ring!

The next moment, Han Feng appeared in front of Zhao Wuji, with his back facing Zhao Wuji, but he avoided the punch of Zhao Wuji. At this moment, Zhao Wuji's real body armor was attached to his body, and his body was more than twice that of Han Feng. , Han Feng can even hide in Zao Wou-Ki's arms!

Second Soul Skill! Fixed point guard!

Who said you can only flash in front of your teammates? Han Feng is about to flash in front of his opponent!

Of course, doing this also has drawbacks. If the opponent's reaction is fast enough, he can kill Han Feng directly from behind!

However, facing Zao Wou-Ki, he didn't have this concern, Zao Wou-Ki reacted, but he was a little too big at this time. . .

"Ha!"

Han Feng didn't dare to hesitate, turned around quickly, launched the charge shield, clasped his hands and fingers tightly, stepped on Zhao Wuji's knees and jumped in front of him, the power of the soul sect level vented out, in Zao Wou-Ki's face was smashed hard!

"Touch!" The

huge force made Zhao Wuji's face turn to the side, but he didn't fall down. After all, it was only the power of the soul sect level, and Zhao Wuji was a strong attack soul sage possessed by a martial soul!

But this scene still left Tang San and the others stunned - this is what Han Feng said, 'a little' attacking ability?

With this punch, all of Han Feng's soul power was used, and the Yanlong armor was automatically released. After losing its strength support, Han Feng was thrown away just by the anti-shock force.

At this time, Zhao Wuji was still a little stunned. He didn't expect Han Feng to be so daring. He teleported to him with his back to him, exposed his back to him to avoid the punch, and gave him the long-awaited power-charged shield attack. One punch!

This gave Zao Wou-Ki a feeling - it was as if Han Feng had worked so hard for so long, not for any delay, but just for the last punch!

Zhao Wou-Ki touched his face, there was already a faint bloodstain on his face, which made Zhao Wou-Ki feel a little embarrassed. If other teachers knew that he had been beaten with blood by a two-ring student, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

On the other side, Han Feng, no longer able to fight, saw the bloodstains on Zhao Wuji's face, and that there was still a quarter of the incense left on the cone, he smiled in satisfaction, regardless of the severe pain, and shouted up to the sky: " Tang San! I'm off! I'll leave the rest to you, don't let my efforts go to waste!"

After shouting, Han Feng tilted his head and fainted.

The flame dragon armor consumes a lot of soul power, and coupled with the squandering of soul skills such as charge shield strike, Han Feng's soul power is exhausted no matter how pure it is.

Looking at Han Feng who had already fainted, Zhao Wuji never imagined that he would be pitted by Han Feng!

Why did Han Feng reject Zao Wou-Ki's previous proposal? Isn't it just for Tang San and Zao Wou-Ki to fight?

Han Feng understood, if Xiao Wu wasn't injured, Tang San wouldn't use his full strength, but with himself, Xiao Wu would hardly get hurt, so he simply followed Zao Wou-Ki's will and practiced with Zao Wou-Ki alone. , it just so happened that the target of Zao Wou-Ki was also a little angry!

Didn't Zao Wou-Ki like to bully the small with the big?

Han Feng gave him a Haotian blacksmithing package!