Chapter 96 Kabobo

Then a black light shot out of the skeleton card, a little hot. The huge spiritual power shot into the skeleton card, and the light flashed. Mu Feng appeared again in the independent space. A light curtain suspended in front of him out of thin air, which said that he was his first opponent: Kabobo, 6 wins and 3 losses, state: idle. It seems that his opponent is also very likely to be a newcomer. He has not played many games, and the winning rate is acceptable. It is initially judged that his opponent's strength is not bad.

In fact, what Mufeng does not know is that the initial requirement for selecting the target of Baizhan Pavilion is to reach the seventh-level primary level, so the majority of the participants here are more powerful than Mufeng. As for the situation in West Asia, it is more special. If Mufeng was admitted exceptionally because of his recent outstanding performance, West Asia is because Special care for that adult.

Looking at Mu Feng, who disappeared again out of thin air, the monster muttered to himself, "This guy really can't stand loneliness. He can't wait to come. The rare newcomer's protection is not so wasteful..." Thinking of the scene when he just came to Baizhan Pavilion three years ago, he only participated in a test a month ago, and it was still a narrow victory.

Newcomers who come to Baizhan Pavilion for the first time must visit Lingshan in person and get their own skeleton cards before they can compete at any time. This is convenient, which means that as long as you want to participate in the competition at any time, you can get your opponent after signing up for a period of time. The Baizhan Pavilion provides such a platform. .

Mufeng in the independent space closed his eyes and refreshed. An hour after receiving the notice, the game will be officially held. A soft light shines on Mufeng, who is retreating. Opening his eyes, Mufeng's eyes are burning with a strong sense of war. When the light disappears completely, Mufeng's figure also disappears in place.

With a flash of light, the breeze appeared in a continuous mountain range, and the endless earth stretched out. Is this a virtual space? Or... Bai Zhan Pavilion is a big handwriting." Where his eyes passed, a figure suddenly appeared not far from Mu Feng. This should be the opponent Kabobo. At this time, the opponent's eyes also seemed to stay on Mu Feng, and his eyes were a little surprised. Why did this newcomer give people such an unusual feeling?

"Newcomer?" When he stared at Mu Feng, Capo finally remembered why the opponent was different. The opponent he usually met seemed to be much stronger than him. Has the rules of the Hundred Battles Pavilion been changed after seeing each other for two months? There is no reason!

"Please give me more advice..." Mu Feng said lightly to Kabo. The opponent's strength is seven-level junior, but he is not too worried. He has done a lot of things like killing people at higher levels, but in the face of unknown opponents, Mu Feng does not mean to underestimate the enemy.

"Instant kill!" In the battle without boundaries, you don't have to tie your hands and feet at all. As soon as you play, Mufeng directly greets you with a big move, which is not very far away. Mufeng's body appears beside Capo. Capo's body is imprisoned, and the golden energy swims quickly around Capobo, and the sharp wounds are cut. This time, Mufeng Without holding his hand, Kabobo's expression froze in place, and the confinement time of running the Taihuang Heart Sutra with all his strength obviously lasted for a few seconds. Kabobo struggled to get out of the confinement, and the blood instantly burst out of his body and flashed to the side. His face was slightly ferocious. He shouted, "Moro reincarnation..."

The figure flashed over again, and his golden fist waved behind Capo, "So weak?" Even Mufeng himself didn't believe it. If his first blow was unexpected, how could he not imprison his figure this time?

Kabobo turned his head mechanically, with a ghostly smile on his face. The other party was like an innocent person. This punch Mu Feng had a bottom in his heart. Even if he was a junior strength of the seventh level, he would never feel good. Then Mu Feng only felt a domineering strength coming towards him. With a muffled sound, Mu Feng was Hit it.

"Is this breath so familiar?" Mu Feng was puzzled, and then suddenly remembered something. Is this power clearly the golden energy stimulated by the power of his soul?

"The good show has just begun..." Kabobo's evil words interrupted Mu Feng's thoughts, and he saw a long sword appear in his hand at some point. "Puff..." Kabobo actually stabbed his body, and a piece of blood soared out. At this time, Kabobo seemed to be safe.

"Puff..." Mu Feng's body was cut out of thin air, and a faint mouth was cut out, but no blood came out. The strength of Mu Feng's body could be seen. Then Capo's more crazy move, the long sword stabbed straight into his abdomen. A burst of pain came, and Mu Feng's waist and abdomen had already There was a trace of blood overflowing, but it was soon repaired by the cyan breath, and Capobo on the other side was also surprised. The pierced sword seemed to be resisted by the fine stone.

"Good martial arts. If it's only at this level, I'm sorry that I want to win this competition." Mu Feng's voice came out faintly, and it was definitely a naked provocation that fell in Capopol, and it came from a teenager who was lower than himself.

"Look for death!" Kabobo was furious, and the long sword controlling his hand was actually scratching towards his neck, which surprised Kabobo. He saw that his body was imprisoned again and could not move at all. The hand that cut out stopped a centimeter away from his neck. Kabobo's eyes were wide and confused. Obviously, he didn't understand. What the hell happened.

A disk appeared above Kabo wave out of thin air. Under the faint white light, Kabobo's body shape was fixed under the disk and could not move. Mu Feng walked towards him and didn't worry at all that Kabobo could escape from the confinement of the disk. Can the intermediate treasure of the near-level level be carried by your seventh-level primary strength? Unless it is a treasure of the same level, it is not realistic at all with its own strength.

The burning golden light hand grabbed Kabobo again. Mufeng's hand actually passed through the white light without any interference. The thin hand pressed towards the other party, without pain or itching. Mufeng's faint voice came again and said, "Wanfa air phase..." Then the transparent energy that originally connected Mufeng and Kabobo The measuring thread burned out in the void. Bang..." The golden fist hit Kabopo's abdomen firmly, but because Kapopo's body is imprisoned in the white light, he can't make a sound even if it hurts, but from his bloody eyeball, this feeling is absolutely uncomfortable.

The golden fist hit again, and Capobo now even has a dead heart. Isn't this torturing people? But Mu Feng really didn't know how to win. At that time, the monster entered the independent space to participate in the competition without saying the details. Did he kill the opponent directly? That's a little cruel.

"Now give you the ability to speak." Mufeng pronounced judgment on Kabobo, and suddenly Kabobo, who was imprisoned and could not speak before, found that he had regained his ability to speak.

"Ky, if you want to kill, do as you like, don't insult people here..." Capo has never suffered this anger and roared at the wind outside the white light.

"I don't want to kill you, but I just want to know how to win this game?" Mu Feng's cold voice came. Mu Feng is not a murderer, but a normal comparison and does not need to kill.

Hearing such harsh words, and being a contestant with lower strength than himself, Capo roared at Mu Feng, "If you want to win this competition, kill me!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Mu Feng muttered to himself and then turned around and left. Destroy!" An inaudible voice came, and the man in the white light was surprised to find that his body was melting. "No..." With the last unwilling hiss, the man's body was worn out by the white light.

When the man's figure disappeared, a white light shone from the sky and just shrouded Mu Feng. With a flash of light, Mu Feng was transmitted back to his independent space. The scars left by the battle were still there. Does that battlefield really exist? When looking at the information on the light curtain, Capo's head is already gray, and Mu Feng's winning rate is increased.

As soon as his mind moved, Mu Feng returned to the monster. The monster, Ling Bu and Westia did not leave. Mu Feng did not know how long the battle would last. It should be very fast, but he didn't know whether the time outside was proportional to what was inside.

How about it? Do you feel okay?" The monster who asked was a little surprised to see Mu Feng who appeared beside him again. Mu Feng had some scars, but the battle was going on quickly. The monster knew that there were no ordinary players who could enter the Hundred Battles Pavilion. The teenager in front of him absolutely had an explosive power that did not match his strength. Fortunately, he did not Having fought with him, even the monster with the peak strength of the seventh level felt uncertain when facing Mu Feng.

"It's okay. There are really a few brushes that can enter here, and I've suffered a little injury." Mu Feng said indifferently.

"So how did you win the game?" The monster asked curiously.

"How about it?" Mu Feng did not answer and asked.

I really don't know how Mu Feng won the competition. The monster then explained: "Either the opponent admits defeat, or loses the ability to fight, and finally dies."

At the same time, in a palace, a figure knelt on one knee and said to the figure above, "Your Excellency, according to the plan, the young master has successfully entered the Hundred Battle Pavilion."

"Go down." The slightly vicissitudes of voice came, which was obviously not at the same level as the man's thick black long hair, and then suddenly laughed hysterically.

After a general understanding of the situation of the Hundred Battle Pavilion, Mu Feng and Xi Asia were not in a hurry to go back, but watched the competition with monsters and Ling Bu on the edge of the first floor space arena. During this period, the monsters played a game. The monsters that successfully advanced to the second level of the seventh-level peak strength were not possible for these newcomers who came to the Hundred War Pavilion. The effort has taught these so-called geniuses a vivid lesson.