C282 The Pressure Is too Great

Nan Shan also noticed that something was not right. He thought to himself, "Not good." With just one look, he understood that Xue Ying was not a match for Hong Feng. At the same time, he gritted his teeth as he looked at Fenn Luan.

It was as if he was saying, "If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have gained nothing from the Land of Opportunity. Moreover, many precious items fell out. If it wasn't for you... The two of us had already reached the Quasi Sovereign, and it was possible for us to reach the Battle Sovereign. How could we have fallen into such a place?"

That's right, this was indeed the case. Xue Ying and Nan Shan were the strongest people in the Land of Opportunity. By relying on the fact that they didn't have any fortuitous encounters, their strength wouldn't be able to match sackclothed youth's.

However, it was a pity that they met Fenn Luan, and in the end, they didn't gain anything. They even personally sent Fenn Luan to the Battle Sovereign Stage.

From the moment they reached the Battle Sovereign, Fenn Luan could easily suppress the two of them. It was only because of a moment of kindness that Fenn Luan didn't make a move. But even so, the pride in their hearts had shattered. At least, they would never be able to raise their heads in front of Fenn Luan.

However, although they were afraid of Fenn Luan, it didn't mean that they were afraid of others.

Now that he saw that Xue Ying was no match for him, he naturally wanted to help him.

The moment he attacked, Hong Feng's eyes flashed with a sense of urgency. He thought to himself, "This is the moment I've been waiting for."

He forced Xue Ying to retreat with a slash of his blade. The Heaven Devouring Palm was unleashed in an instant.

The combat strength transformed into Hong Feng's arm. It was a thousand feet long, and it completely covered Nan Shan's vision.

A palm print fell from the sky and slammed down, as if it was slapping an ant to death.

This was a look of contempt, a sign of disrespect towards the enemy.

This was humiliation, discrimination against the weak.

This was contempt, disdain towards him.

Disdain, could be tolerated; humiliation, could be tolerated; three things coexisted, and could not be tolerated;

That was why Nan Shan instantly used his most powerful move. One punch, and I respect you!

Bang!

Bang! Bang, bang, bang!

A loud explosion rang out as a bronze-colored palm print appeared. The fingerprint was like Hong Feng's palm. At this moment, the palm was sent flying with a shocking momentum. It was extremely terrifying.

Pu!

At this moment, Nan Shan coughed out large mouthfuls of blood, and his body was instantly sent flying.

He was no match for this attack. This attack was too powerful. Even Battle Sovereign experts of the same level wouldn't dare underestimate it. Not to mention, this was an existence at the Monster Level.

As for Xue Ying, he was even more furious. A punch from him was the most honorable!

Hong Feng gave up on the God Chopping Blade because Hong Feng had already ended his combat strength. He didn't want to use any external force to humiliate him anymore.

Hong Feng wanted to defeat him in the place he was most proud of. Aren't you the most proficient in fist techniques? I will use the fist technique that you are so proud of to defeat you. Let's see how you're going to be arrogant in front of me in the future.

Hong Feng's reply was the same: One punch is the utmost respect!

You mixed in endless Qi and came roaring towards me. I also mixed with boundless Qi and rushed towards you like a ghost.

Let's see who's stronger between us. Who is more powerful between you and me?

However. The outcome was already decided. Hong Feng was a Quasi Sovereign, and he was a monstrous genius. His level was obvious.

Hong Feng had never been defeated before. His essence and spirit were at their peak, but he had been defeated before. Although he had only been defeated by Fenn Luan once, he had still been defeated in the end.

Bang!

Wave after wave of sound waves exploded between the two of them.

However, following the explosion of the shaking waves, Xue Ying was sent flying along with the waves.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and his eyes widened. He almost fainted.

Everyone was also shocked. That was the number one person nurtured by the ten great tribes, yet he was defeated so easily and cleanly. It truly shocked everyone.

Of course, there were only a few people. Their expressions were like the scene before them, and they felt that this was how it should be.

Hong Feng looked at Nan Shan and said, "Doesn't your Nan Clan like to use guns? Bring it out for me to take a look."

Nan Fei also knew how powerful Hong Feng was. When he heard what Hong Feng said, he also ran away from his weapon. He had been fighting intensely a few moments ago, so now that he had the chance, he naturally wouldn't let it go.

How could Hong Feng take out his own spear? The brown spear was a holy artifact.

It did not recognize a master, but Hong Feng did not think it needed to recognize a master. Defeating a Monster Level wasn't as difficult as he had imagined.

Buzz!

He shook the brown spear lightly, causing it to buzz. It looked quite extraordinary.

As for Nan Fei's long spear, it was a fiery-red long spear. Under the powerful blow, the spear slowly dispersed.

Following that, Nan Fei drew a full circle. Sparks flew. It was really like a fiery red trap.

Just from this point alone, it could be seen that Nan Fei was also extraordinary.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two of them moved at the same time. In an instant, they each shot out a thousand times. Small holes appeared in the space one after another.

The sounds of collisions rang out unceasingly, and sparks erupted from the point of contact between the spears.

Originally, Hong Feng could have easily crushed Nan Fei. However, without the holy artifact, his strength suddenly weakened by several times. This caused Hong Feng to only be able to fight evenly.

If Hong Feng abandoned the brown spear in his hand... Maybe the power will be a little stronger. However, what Hong Feng wanted was to defeat him in what he was best at, and destroy all his pride and self-esteem. He wanted to make him unable to raise his head again. Therefore, Hong Feng did it.

Many people felt that Hong Feng was being too arrogant, totally ignoring his opponent.

* Ding! Ding! *

The sound of the spear and the tip of the spear colliding constantly rang out, and the sparks that splashed out lit up everyone's minds.

At the same time, people were also thinking about the gap between them and the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves had passed, and the result was still a draw. No one could do anything to the other.

However, Hong Feng still didn't care. However, the pressure on Nan Shan had doubled. It increased by several folds.

Nan Shan was after all the strongest person in the Southern Region and the Nan Clan. He did not know if he represented the Nan Clan or the Southern Region.

He couldn't defeat someone who didn't know how to use a gun. How could Nan Shan keep his face? Where would the Nan Clan's face be? Where would the Southern Region's face be?

An expert who claimed to be the number one spear master of the Nan Clan had actually fought a person of the same generation who did not know how to use a spear for more than a hundred rounds. It would be a joke if this was said. How ironic.

All of these were the pressure. The heavy pressure was like a tall mountain pressing down on Nan Shan's body in an instant.

Some of the people who could not bear it in their hearts would even be crushed in an instant. It was hard for them to turn the situation around.

But even Nan Shan was not in a good situation at the moment.

As for Xue Ying, he was defeated in an instant. The middle of the battle was clean and clean, without any resistance, and the pressure wasn't that great either. Although he was a little disheartened after being defeated. But at this moment, he was looking at Nan Shan.

He could naturally feel the pressure coming from Nan Shan. The anger in his eyes gradually faded, and only a trace of fear could be seen in his eyes.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Luckily, he didn't use this kind of method to deal with me." Although they were both using fists, if Hong Feng had given up on the God Chopping Blade from the beginning, if he used his fists to fight him, he would be no match for him at that time. It was a huge irony.

A person who was known to be unmatched in fist techniques; a person who was almost a match for him in this generation. A person who was known to be the number one expert in fist techniques was actually defeated by a person as soon as he stepped onto the path of martial arts. It could be said to be a great irony.