C24 Was It a Mistake??

A bright light suddenly burst out from Qin Feng's body. His jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and the Heavenly Meridian in his body instantly expanded, causing his aura to rise steadily!

The violent wind swept out with Qin Feng as the center, sweeping through the Bronze Warriors' Lane, causing the attacks of the bronze statues to immediately slow down!

Even his height seemed to have increased by a few inches. It was as if an ancient ferocious beast had completely revived in Qin Feng's body!

"I am the strongest!"

At this moment, Qin Feng's voice also changed. It became like a copper bell, spreading in all directions!

"This is the secret of the Qinglin County Qin Family — Spirit Exploding Art!" Looking at Qin Feng, who looked like a Devil God had descended into the world, the expressions of Sima Yun and the other two changed drastically. "Damn it, how could I forget about him!"

The Spirit Exploding Art was the Arcane Art of the Qinglin County Qin Clan, and only direct descendants were allowed to practice it. Once it was used, the potential of the user would instantly increase explosively, and their strength would increase exponentially. The fact that the Qin Clan was able to dominate Qinglin County was all thanks to the Spirit Exploding Art.

The Spirit Exploding Art also had its own drawbacks. After using it, the user would be in a weakened state for a month. The user's combat strength would not be able to be displayed to fifty percent, or even lower!

However, compared to the generous rewards, a mere drawback was nothing. As long as he could obtain first place and obtain the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Qin Feng had a sixty percent chance of breaking through to the middle level of the rank 8 and completely surpassing Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang, becoming a top genius of the Outer Sect.

"Is the Spirit Exploding Art a Arcane Art that can stimulate one's potential in a short period of time?" Manager Bai, who was dressed in white, swept a glance at Qin Feng out of the Bronze Warriors' Lane. However, he did not say much. Although forbidden to use pills and weapons in the battle of the Bronze Warriors' Lane, Arcane Arts were not prohibited. Qin Feng's actions were not considered against the rules.

"Alright!" Chen Jianhua was extremely pleased with himself. The trace of melancholy in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Yiming, who was standing at the side, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Yang Fann, who originally did not have much hope of winning, had lost all hope this time.

He immediately regretted his impulsive actions. "I was too rash. I knew that Chen Jianhua had no good intentions, but why did I still bet with him? Isn't it just the Meridian Accumulation Pill? I still have other methods to obtain it …"

Inside the Bronze Warriors' Lane, Qin Feng's aura finally reached its peak.

In the next moment …

"Break!"

With a loud shout, Qin Feng's entire body was like an ancient Devil God that had descended into the world. He attacked with a powerful force. Every punch carried an unparalleled aura. The bronze man, which had been pressuring him so much, was actually smashed into pieces by him.

Seven hundred forty meters … Seven hundred forty-five meters … Seven hundred fifty meters … Seven hundred fifty-five meters …

Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang's eyes were dim, their faces ashen. From today onwards, they would have to bow down to Qin Feng. They still had the confidence to compete with Qin Feng at seven hundred and forty meters, but seven hundred and fifty-five meters was already far beyond their limits. Furthermore, Qin Feng was still pushing forward.

"Seven hundred and sixty meters! He is still pushing forward! Unbelievable!"

"It seems like Qin Feng is the champion of this year's Bronze Warriors' Lane competition!"

"With such combat strength, I'm afraid that not many people in the Outer Sect will be his match!"

Many servant disciples had unknowingly been conquered by that devil god-like figure.

Seven hundred and sixty-eight meters was Qin Feng's final result. The Spirit Exploding Art had a time limit, and it was impossible for it to continuously increase a person's cultivation. One minute was the limit that Qin Feng could endure. Once it exceeded, it would shake his foundation and affect his cultivation progress. This was not something that Qin Feng wanted to see. Without the Spirit Exploding Art to increase his strength, how could Qin Feng be a match for those powerful Bronze Man?

"Seven hundred and sixty-eight meters, good! Qin Feng did not let me down …" Chen Jianhua laughed wildly in his heart, and then he said to Zhao Yiming, "Senior Brother Zhao, it seems that your Blue Cloud Sword will soon change owners!"

Hearing this, a trace of resentment flashed across Zhao Yiming's face. He wanted to retort, but all his words turned into a helpless cold snort in the end. Seven hundred and sixty-eight meters, this result was simply too shocking. It had not been achieved in hundreds of years. There were only a handful of people who could compare to it. No matter how strong Yang Fann was, it was impossible for him to surpass Qin Feng!

Qin Feng had already left the Bronze Warriors' Lane. When he passed by Yang Fann, he glanced at him with disdain, as if he was saying, "You are not worthy of competing with me."

However, what made Qin Feng angry was that Yang Fann did not seem to have seen his provocative gaze at all. He did not even look at him at all, as if he was completely ignoring him!

Qin Feng glared at Yang Fann fiercely. The good mood he had just had was completely destroyed.

At this moment...

Manager Bai's figure moved, and he pointed at Leng Rushuang, who had an ice-cold temperament, and said, "Next, you!"

"What? It's not him?"

"What's going on? Could it be that we made a mistake? The last five people are not like what we imagined at all!"

"I'm afraid we really made a mistake. The last few people, Manager Bai might have randomly assigned them!"

...

Outside the Bronze Warriors' Lane, countless servant disciples began to waver. The terrifying result of seven hundred and sixty-eight meters was enough to make countless people despair. Even Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang would have a hard time surpassing it.

Qin Feng's mouth curled up into a smile, and a trace of pride appeared on his face. "A mere piece of trash with the Ninth-class Bloodline, how could he be comparable to us?!"