Chapter 18 Keep a Hand

"No way? Is that the end?" Leng Yanle turned her head and looked at her brother Leng Tianyou and said doubtfully.

"I don't know..." Leng Tianyou also looked puzzled. This level of battle has exceeded his limit. The strength of Leng Tianyou and Leng Yanle in this group is relatively low. They only broke through to the peak of level four some time ago, and most of the others have broken through to this stage for more than a year, like Usus. It has stayed at this stage for two years, and there is a possibility of a breakthrough at any time.

"It's not that simple. Have you all forgotten how Jing Chen played Yanli just now?" Uthers's voice sounded, and he naturally saw it more clearly than others.

"Boom!"

The fact once again authenticated Users' words. The Yan Feng's figure had just fallen on the ring. With a loud noise, his body was pushed into the air again, but this time it was not as elegant as just now, as if it had been smashed by something.

Everyone who watched the battle under the ring was stunned. People with extensive knowledge, such as Uthers and the thin teenager, couldn't help but feel tight. Although Yan Feng's feet were unstable and he didn't need any strength, after all, he was a five-level advanced mad warrior, and he had always been one of the professions known for his strength, and Jing Chen could actually smash him away, although However, the smoke on the ring did not dissipate, and everyone could not see the situation, but in terms of strength alone, few of them were Jingchen's opponents.

"You..." Yan Feng, who flew in mid-air, pointed to Jing Chen on the ring with his sword in his right hand, but he still didn't say anything about his cheating. First, he didn't care about anything impulsively like his younger brother Yan Li, and still valued his identity more or less. Second, this time he cheated first, but it's a pity. It's just not what he was thinking.

"I'm cheating, right?" The smoke on the ring dissipated, and Jing Chen slowly came out. At this moment, Jing Chen was very different, with a more burly figure and a pair of huge golden arms, showing a wild domineering spirit all over his body.

The thin teenager not far away was stunned when he saw Jing Chen's appearance and said slowly, "No wonder there has been a recent rumor from Zeus College that Jing Chen is not only a druid, but also a shaman priest. It seems that the rumor is false." There is an unquestionable seriousness in his tone.

"A shaman?" Standing beside him, including the tall and strong teenager, he looked at him doubtfully.

"Well, it's a profession from a hundred thousand mountains." After a pause, the teenager added, "A very special profession."

He turned his head and looked at Jing Chen on the ring, "Is there anything special about this? That's the pair of weapons that are a little special. It's really rare for the arm armor to be so big. The arm armor used by ordinary people is only slightly larger than the boxing gloves. Even some special arm armor customized by Hercules is only as long as the elbow. Jingchen's arm armor is shrouded in it. Although it is very powerful, even if it does not consider the weight, this flexibility is probably not good. After all, there is no No matter how good the buckle is, it can't be as flexible as people's arms.

The thin teenager's eyes condensed slightly and said slowly, "You can see Jing Chen's movements clearly." After what he said, several people around him looked up and carefully at the smoke dissipated in the ring, and Jing Chen and Yan Feng, who had been fighting in one place again.

The strong teenager first found the difference and said in surprise, "That Jingchen's arm armor has no effect on the movement of his arms? Did I read it wrong?" With that, he glanced at the other people in surprise. As soon as he said this, the others also found the clue and nodded.

"Not only does it have no impact, but it is not that the weight of the thing itself is not heavy, or that Jingchen's arm strength is too amazing, and the arm armor does not put too much burden on his actions."

"How could this happen?" The strong teenager stared at Jing Chen on the ring in disbelief.

"Artifact." The thin teenager calmly said the words that shocked several people around him.

"Is it an artifact? This Zeus College is too willing to spend money, isn't it? Did you give him all the artifacts?" As the core students of their various colleges, they know that these top colleges have artifacts, but most of those artifacts are spread in the hands of the dean and other high-level officials, and have not heard that they will be used by students.

"It should not be the artifact of Zeus College. There are only a few artifacts in each college, and the arm armor is really a door. If any college has this artifact, it will definitely be recorded early, and the establishment of Zeus College has not been recorded for thousands of years. It should not be from Zeus College." His analysis was not wrong, but he miscalculated a little. Even the senior management of Zeus College did not know that the wild pillar would be an artifact. It can be said that Jingchen's trip to the treasure house of Zeus College was really lucky. No one knew the divine character and the Wild Pillar, otherwise it would not be his turn to take advantage of him. No matter how the Wild Pillar was, it was an artifact after all. Even if Zeus College valued him, it would not give him an artifact for nothing.

"Is it possible that this thing is passed down from Jingchen's family?" At the end of this sentence, the people present were stunned. After all, the families with artifact inheritance are generally powerful families handed down from ancient times, and few people present have never heard of a strong ancient family with Jing as their surnames, so there are only two possibilities, or this family does not exist at all, it's just their imagination. Or this family is so strong that it is far from being accessible to people at their level.

The thin teenager seemed to have thought of this too, frowning, "Is it...?!" I just wanted to say something, but I stopped talking, shook my head and stopped talking.

"Third brother, what did you think of?" Standing behind the crowd, a teenager who looked a little similar to a thin teenager asked.

"Lao Si, Bi Meng." The thin teenager just said these two words and kept silent. Lao Si was stunned when he heard his third brother's words. He turned his head and looked at Jing Chen, who was fighting with Yan Feng on the ring in surprise. He frowned slightly and nodded.

The two people's words like playing a riddle made several people around them confused for a while. Only a trace of imperceptible surprise flashed in the eyes of the strong teenager, but the surprise was also fleeting in his eyes.

Above the ring.

The two people who took out their weapons were fighting hotly, and it was indeed as Uthers said. If it was a real battle, it was really not easy for Jingchen to get rid of the two Yan brothers.

"King of the Jungle!"

Jing Chen roared, and Yan Feng only felt that the scene in front of him was blurred. When it was clear again, he found that he had fallen into a forest.

"Illusion?" Yan Feng muttered, and his hands waved his sword to split into a towering ancient tree in front of him. The ancient tree was split in half and slowly fell down. Seeing this scene, Yan Feng was shocked, "Isn't it an illusion?"

"Boom!"

Before he thought about it, Jing Chen had attacked from behind him. Yan Feng only had time to cover his back with a huge sword. Before he turned around, Jing Chen's fists had been hit, and Yan Feng's body was smashed out in an instant.

"Bum bang bang!"

After breaking several ancient trees in a row, he stabilized his body. Yan Feng turned his head and looked. Jing Chen's figure had begun to blur. When he looked at it again, he had disappeared.

The king of the jungle is a kind of imitation field skill developed by Jing Chen in combination with the characteristics of Lahir's divine character. The so-called field is a world that God uses the power of the law to evolve, and Jingchen can use too little power of the law. If he wants to build a field, even the lowest field, he can only control a few squares. The space of about ten meters to 100 meters turned into a forest controlled by him. This illusion alone was completed after seeking some array help from Rios.

"What kind of hero is hiding your head and showing your tail?" Seeing that he really couldn't find Jing Chen, Yan Feng disdained.

"Haha." Jing Chen's laughter came from the forest. Obviously, it was useless for Yan Feng to provoke Jing Chen with his words.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Yan Feng was smashed in this forest one after another by Jing Chen, who was haunted like a ball.

"Ah!" Yan Feng roared, "The one surnamed Jing is what you hate!" With that, a blood-red energy gushed out of Yan Feng's body in an instant. The blood-like energy did not overflow around, but hovered around Yan Feng.

"Crazy God Change!" Yan Feng seemed to be suffering from endless pain, and the sound was like the roar of a warcraft.

Jing Chen, who was hiding in the dark, was also shocked. The momentum of Yanfeng has far exceeded that of just now. At this moment, it is infinitely close to the fifth-level middle level, and the upward trend has not slowed down. Seeing that he is about to break through to the fifth-level middle level.

"Kka!"

A crisp sound came from Yan Feng's body. Yan Feng's body was one size bigger in an instant. He was originally more than two meters tall. In an instant, he was nearly three meters tall, and his whole body was stained with blood red, like a fierce beast from purgatory. His eyes shone with dark red light and he glanced around.

"Roar!"

Yan Feng's eyes moved, and Jing Chen only felt that his eyes seemed to penetrate the array and trees. His reaction was not slow. His feet on the ground had already dodged and left the distance of more than ten meters.

"Boom!"

Yan Feng didn't care about those towering ancient trees and bumped over.

"Crazy God Breaks the Sky!"

Even the two-handed giant sword in Yan Feng's hand was stained with a layer of blood-red light. With a wave of his hands, a huge blood-red sword blade split into the place where Jing Chen was.

Seeing the appearance of Yan Feng, Jing Chen raised his eyebrows and just wanted to make a move, but Rio's voice came to his mind. "That's all for today. Many people are watching. Sometimes, they still have to leave some cards for themselves." Hearing Rios' words, Jing Chen's eyes cleared, and the original red light had quietly receded.

"Boom!"

All the onlookers under the ring only felt their feet trembling, and the No. 1 ring was also split with a deep trace. However, there was a thick fog floating on the ring at this moment, and the people below could not see the situation clearly, but despite this, such a huge power was so that the people below could not speak.