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And now, the odds of Dugu Yifeng winning six matches had reached one to ten!

Their chances of winning were pitifully low. Almost no one went down there.

In the audience, almost no one thought well of Dugu Yifeng. Previously, after experiencing four battles in a row, Dugu Yifeng had consumed a great deal of his energy. Moreover, he had just experienced the dangerous situation of the fifth battle, so his consumption had naturally reached an extremely terrifying level.

Everyone thought that Dugu Yifeng would still be standing on the stage, looking at them without a change in expression. It was just because he was holding on forcefully, he wanted to scare away some of those who were lacking in confidence.

No one would dare to imagine what kind of situation Dugu Yifeng was in right now. No one dared to imagine that he would be at the peak of their strength.

That's right. While he was fighting with Yan Yan, Dugu Yifeng had successfully drawn enough Essence from the purple jade and recovered almost all of the Qi in his body.

This was the reason why he was acting so indifferent at this moment.

In this sixth match, no matter who went on stage, victory was within his grasp!

However, the other teams were all eager to give it a try.

Even Fang Shanjie, who had been severely beaten by Dugu Yifeng earlier, was itching to fight again.

The three matches in a row could be considered a cycle of reincarnation. Therefore, in the second round, if Fang Shan and Jie really did go on stage and fight, then the rules would allow it.

Fang Shan Jie was itching to give it a try. He really wanted to get back at himself for the loss of face previously, but other people would not let him do it so easily.

Liu Yuyan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Fang Shanjie who was about to move. He then turned around and stretched out his hand towards an extremely cold and frail youth.

Fang Shan Jie's gaze followed Liu Ming's movements and looked over. Immediately, his throat couldn't help but move up and down as he fearfully said: "Elder Liu, the elders ? could it be that they agree to allow this madman to go up on stage?"

Liu Yuyan nodded, then walked to Fang Shanjie's side, giving way to the skinny young man.

The thin youngster did not say a word. He just walked towards the stage step by step like a mute.

Seeing that the thin and weak youth had really gone up to the martial ring, Fang Shanjie instantly became excited. He could not help but mutter: "Crazy, you are all crazy. How can you send this madman up there! Elder Liu, how could you do this? Something big is going to happen! "

Fang Shanjie trembled as he spoke the words in his heart. After that, he no longer dared to say anything else.

This young man was a taboo subject in the dojo. Ordinary people wouldn't even dare to talk about him.

Wu Zhantian and Dugu Yifeng immediately saw the youth that had walked up to the arena.

He didn't dare look down on this person.

The reason was simple. He was a madman.

Dugu Yifeng had a deep impression of the name Wu Zhantian. From the moment he had first laid eyes on the name, his interest had been piqued.

He was a lunatic among the five major powers, a true lunatic.

To call him a madman was entirely due to the cultivation technique he practiced: Nine Killing Fist Technique.

This was a true killing technique. Not only did it kill others, but it also killed him!

There was a description of the Nine Killing Fist Technique that Dugu Yifeng had received. Back then, Dugu only had one feeling: Isn't this the upgraded version of the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fists?!

In Dugu Yifeng's previous life, in the mercenary world, the Kongtong Sect was also a famous Chinese sect. Its Seven Injury Fists were very famous.

The Seven Injury Fist was a fist technique that injured the enemy first, then injured the enemy. It could hurt the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, as well as the yin and yang energy within the body. It was the same for the enemy.

In this world, the Nine Killing Fist Technique killed one's own body first before killing one's own. It killed one's own heart, liver, lungs and kidneys. In addition to the yin and yang energies within one's body, it also killed one's own soul and sky.

If he only practiced this kind of technique, then this Wu Zhantian wouldn't be a lunatic. His true insanity came from using this technique as a method to temper his heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, yin and yang, as well as the souls of heaven and earth!

It was said that when Wu Zhantian was practicing this technique, he was bathing in all sorts of heavenly and earthly treasures that could mend the heart, liver, lungs, kidney, yin and yang, as well as the souls of heaven and earth. At the same time, he was madly cultivating this technique, regardless of the unbearable pain it caused to his body when he didn't use it once.

On one hand, he was crazily cultivating this self-mutilation technique, and on the other hand, he was using all sorts of precious heavenly and earthly treasures to make up for it. In the contradiction between the two, Wu Zhantian's body strength had reached a shocking degree.

His body, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, yin and yang energy, and the soul of heaven and earth. In every aspect, Wu Zhantian was far beyond ordinary people.

There were two consequences. One was that his combat power had reached a few terrifying levels, so it was not a problem for him to challenge an ordinary martial artist a few small realms above his level. Another was that his body was becoming thinner and thinner.

This was because the improvement of his internal organs, yin and yang energy, and soul energy required a certain amount of nourishment from his body.

It was also impossible for him to consume heavenly and earthly treasures every day in order to replenish his body's essence energy.

After a long period of cultivation, his body gave off a feeling as if it was being corroded by his own body.

As soon as Wu Zhantian began his performance on the martial stage, many of the martial artists under the stage felt that the atmosphere wasn't right.

They looked around at the disciples and elders of the several big powers, but they discovered that their faces were currently very ugly.

It was beyond ugly!

The audience members who did not know the inside story could not help but shrink back. Although they did not know what had happened, not interrupting this sort of thing had always been their instinct.

"Please!" Dugu Yifeng cupped his fist and said. Wu Zhantian also returned the greeting, but he did not say anything.

Dugu Yifeng nodded to himself. This man was indeed as cold as the legends said.

As soon as he put his hand down, Dugu Yifeng instantly retreated backwards.

Unlike before, this time it was Dugu Yifeng who chose to retreat in front of his enemies.

As an enemy, if he got near enough, then Dugu Yifeng's chances of victory would be pitifully low.

This was because Wu Zhantian's weapon was his fist!

Nine Killing Fist Technique: if this weapon wasn't a fist, what else could it be?!

With a turn of his body, Wu Zhantian immediately chased after him. Moreover, he had genuinely caught up to Dugu Yifeng's figure.

Even though Dugu Yifeng had already used his Phantom Shadow skill, he was still overtaken by Wu Zhantian.

With his strengthened body and the boost from the power of law, Wu Zhantian had gained a huge advantage in one fell swoop.

Dugu Yifeng had no way of reversing the situation. For a time, he was being chased down by Wu Zhantian!

When they saw this scene, the Elders of the Alliance Martial Arts School, who had been extremely astonished ever since Wu Zhantian entered the arena, finally revealed expressions of extreme anger.

The dojo in the world was too chaotic!

How could they allow such a madman to go up on stage!