However, things have not only not developed as these playboys imagined, but have become worse and worse!

A trace of cold light appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes and he said, "Okay, I won't play with you anymore!" The fight just now was just his temptation.

Now, he is ready to take action!

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, a trace of confusion and fear appeared in Cicel's eyes. In fact, he had tried his best just now. However, he could not help the handsome nobleman in front of him. At this time, when he heard Zhao Feng just played casually, his mind was a little unstable, and the sword moves in his hand became a little weak and weak.

Zhao Feng found the gap in Cicel's sword technique, and the long sword in his hand was used like a surging river. In the past few days, his sword technique has made great progress, his offense is like a tide, and the fighting spirit and sword moves are perfectly combined.

“So gorgeous!”

The audience in the audience had never seen such a gorgeous sword move. When they saw such a scene, they couldn't help but applaud. They didn't know whether the sword move and fighting spirit could hurt people, but when they saw the perfect combination of various colors and long swords, they were all fascinated and applauded desperately.

Victor, Bernice and others in the audience also showed a look of surprise when they saw Zhao Feng's performance. Most of these people were clear about Zhao Feng's background.

They originally thought that it was already surprising that Zhao Feng could advance to the bronze warrior. However, Zhao Feng's level in front of him was obviously not as simple as a bronze warrior.

"Are you already a silver warrior?"

Victor looked at Zhao Feng, who was majestic on the stage, and showed a puzzled expression. He couldn't believe that his little master in front of him had reached the height he had never reached in his life.

At this moment, Bernice was also extremely excited. She said in her heart: "I didn't expect you and me to have some reservations. When I was having a fight tonight, I must let you use your real skills."

Compared to the excitement of these two people, Delong, the head of the imperial capital of the Mercenary Guild, showed a look of surprise on his face. At this time, he realized that he had encountered an opponent that was difficult to mess with.

"I didn't expect that he was still a tough guy."

Originally, he wanted to save face in the competition. At this time, this goal seemed difficult to achieve. Not only that, the Mercenary Guild also had to apologize. For the Mercenary Guild, which has always been very strong, this was a great sacrifice. The lost face can no longer be saved.

When the lord of Sunset City, Count Hank, saw Zhao Feng's majestic appearance, and when he thought about his plans over the past few days, he couldn't help but deeply admire his wisdom in identifying people.

"Oh my God, this guy has a limitless future!" At this time, he decided to stand on Zhao Feng's side in the future. He understood that the young man in front of him was not someone he could offend.

As for the playboys from the imperial capital, they wiped their eyes one by one. It was hard for them to imagine how the guy who had always been called a waste of money became a god-like figure.

Originally, they could comfort themselves, even if they failed, there was a waste Dark Evans under him. However, the bloody fact in front of them told them that Dark Evans was not waste. The real waste was their arrogant guys.

Such a change is so surprising!

Zhao Feng was not polite, and the long sword in his hand began to show his might everywhere, and his fighting spirit was like a giant dragon, stirring back and forth on the stage, without fear of fatigue at all.

Cicel is a swordsman at least, with a strong sense of honor. At this time, his eyes widened, using all his strength in his body, and once again ignited the green fighting spirit in his body.

Faced with the opponent's death struggle, Zhao Feng was a little ineffective and was suddenly shocked to take a few steps. Then Cicere's another slam hit him directly on his sword.

"when!"

The long sword made of fine steel was actually broken by Cicere's fighting spirit!

Originally, many people in the audience who were expecting Zhao Feng to win did not expect such a change. Many people stood up excitedly and looked at Zhao Feng on the ring, showing a concern expression.

"What a broken sword!" Zhao Feng's long sword was temporarily searched for. Compared with the family-born sword in Cicell's hand, the quality is several levels worse.

Unexpectedly, after several tough battles, I broke myself.

Cicel thought he was definitely not losing, but unexpectedly encountered such a special situation and couldn't help but be extremely excited and wanted to seize the opportunity in front of him and win the final victory.

However, before Cicele was about to fight back, Zhao Feng took out the slingshot he had prepared. Without looking at the target, he directly popped up a crystal and shot at Cicele. The crystal shot was fast and accurate, and directly hit Cicele's hand holding the long sword.

"oops!"

Cicel screamed, the back of his hand hurt a lot, his fingers loosened, and his sword fell to the ground...

"What is this?" When Zhao Feng took out his slingshot, everyone showed a look of confusion and surprise. These people had never seen this weapon from modern society.

"Is this a simplified version of magic bows and arrows?" At this time, people who knew the goods found that Zhao Feng's shooting technique looked very similar to the style of an elf. On the human ring, magic archers often participate in competitions. These archers are very powerful. Many people can wear Yang in hundreds of steps, and can also break the fighting spirit and attack invincible from a long-range attack.

"I didn't expect that he would keep a backup plan!" Bernice became more and more surprised. She found that she could not see the depth of the noble child in front of her.

On the surface, Zhao Feng seemed very simple, but some of his actions and behaviors were completely scheming, and he was very cunning.

Zhao Feng naturally refused to let such an opportunity missed. He strode forward and punched Cicele in the chest. The huge impact force made Cicele's body pause and blood escaped from his mouth.

Zhao Feng was unreasonable. Under the influence of the orc bloodline in his body, his punch speed and strength were very perfect. One punch after another, without giving Cicele a chance to react. Under his continuous attack of seven or eight punches, Cicele couldn't resist and fell to the ground.

Facing a natural divine power like Zhao Feng, even a silver warrior like Cicere could not bear it. At this time, he seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer in his chest and could not breathe at all, let alone dodge and counterattack.

Zhao Feng picked up the sword that Cicele fell to the ground, took two steps suddenly, stepped on Cicele's chest, pointed the sword at his neck, and said with a cold expression: "You are defeated!"

In this showdown between Zhao Feng and Cicere, he finally decided to win the victory and lose. He defeated his opponent and won the important first battle in his life.

At this time, there were thunderous cheers and cheers from the audience, and applause was heard.
Chapter completed!