An hour has passed...

Xiao Lei lay on the ground, and a trace of thunderous power around him kept surrounding him, making a "sizzling" sound, constantly seeping into Xiao Lei's body.

…………

Two hours passed, but Xiao Lei was still indifferent and quietly absorbed the power of thunder.

"Um"

After a while, Xiao Lei let out a muffled groan, and suddenly the light around him shone everywhere. The purple-blue thunder power was like a butterfly breaking through the cocoon, blooming out his most perfect moment.

"It's time to the last moment."

After aborting his practice, he felt the thunder power around him, and looked at Xiao Lei sitting cross-legged in the middle of the thunder power. He also realized that the thunder power had reached the last critical moment. If the absorption was perfect at this moment, it would not be impossible to enter the middle stage even with the help of this power!

"Ahhhh!"

A roar broke out in the center, and the power of thunder immediately became violent, like a wild horse that broke free from reins, rushing into Xiao Lei's body.

"Bang!"

The next moment, all the thunder power retreated and entered Xiao Lei's body.

"How do you feel?" Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene and asked with a smile.

"It's great!" Xiao Lei turned into a human form and waved his right fist.

"Breakthrough?" asked the little Diao next to him, unable to hide the joy in his words.

"Is this still a little bit late? It's almost the peak of the early stage now." Xiao Lei felt the power of the lower dantian and said.

"That's right, practice hard and consolidate your current cultivation level, otherwise your foundation will be disrupted." Feng Yi said, if the sudden surge in energy is not refined properly, it will lead to unstable foundations and it will be difficult to improve the path of martial arts, so Feng Yi returned to remind him.

"Don't worry, brother!" Xiao Lei smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yi nodded with relief. After continuous training, Xiao Lei also grew up, and he was no longer the little leopard who was following him and was thrillingly.

Without further ado, the three of them entered the state of cultivation, and Xiao Diao secretly vowed in his heart that he must practice diligently and catch up with Xiao Lei as soon as possible.

...

Before we knew it, time passed slowly, and the night passed quietly. Entering the semi-finals, I said to Xiao Diao Xiaolei and put them into the sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as I went out, I met the Heavenly Fire Saint. The two of them came to the martial arts platform together. The semi-finals were not as good as the preliminary round, and everything seemed very orderly. Under the arrangement, Feng Yi entered the contestants alone. Each contestant had a special rest area. As for the Heavenly Fire Saint, he paid some thunder stones and went to the audience.

Soon the special personnel came to divide the number. Feng Yi's number was No. 18. Then a round of lottery was banned and they selected their respective opponents. Feng Yi's opponent was No. 1, No. 1 vs No. 18 in the first game.

Feeling a hostile gaze, Feng Yi looked at it, and it was that number. A thunder flashed through Feng Yi's pupils. After a moment, he saw through his cultivation level, just like Feng Yi, in the early stage of the unity of man and nature. According to what Mr. Mu said at the beginning, he should be one of the five people to pay attention to.

Feeling this provocative look, Feng Yi shrugged helplessly and no longer looked at it. However, this ordinary action made No. 1 really angry for a while, because in his opinion, Feng Yi's actions were provocative! **The naked provocation clenched his fists and vowed to make Feng Yi look good.

"Tsk, you won't even hide your emotions." Feeling the first thing I looked even more angry, Feng Yi said disdainfully.

A true strong man knows how to control his emotions, and will not let himself get out of control and give the enemy an opportunity, while this number is the opposite.

After about half an hour of rest, the semi-finals are about to begin.

The referee gave a speech on the martial arts stage, pushing the unstarted semi-finals to the peak. The audience was full of enthusiasm, and the referee's eloquence was really amazing.

After a moment of calm, the referee announced the first game.

No. 1 Cao Xiong vs No. 18 Yue Yi

Before going on stage, he felt the hostility cast by Cao Xiong again, but Feng Yi walked onto the stage calmly as if he had not seen it. All of this was taken into the eyes of many strong men, and in their hearts, the outcome of this game was decided.

“Advice more.”

Looking at Cao Xiong standing opposite, Feng Yi said calmly.

"Wait, you will die miserably!" Cao Xiong smiled sinisterly, his ferocious face with a bit of fierce look.

"Don't do useless verbal disputes!" The referee frowned and shouted, and this shout made Cao Xiong feel a little calmer.

...

"The competition begins!"

After a moment, the referee announced that he also left the Martial Arts Center.

"Surrender!"

Cao Xiong roared wildly, grabbed his right hand and rushed towards Feng Yi. A deep blue internal force appeared on his right claw, sailing towards Feng Yi with a strong wind.

"Tsk, you are not worthy."

Feng Yi took a step back with his right foot and said calmly, a force of true martial arts was clenched into his right fist, clenched tightly, and blasted out! A white internal force roared away, slamming into Cao Xiong's right claw.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Cao Xiong's face no longer had the arrogance he had before, but a solemn look. He stabilized his body, and a giant hammer appeared in his hand, smashing it hard towards Feng Yi, using the Guiluo Smoke Step, dodging the attack with the slightest margin.

Feng Yi's right fist burst out with a bright blue light, and he smashed Cao Xiong hard with one punch, leaving no room for anything.

Martial Arts [Thunder Strike]

"hateful!"

Feng Yi's sudden attack shocked Cao Xiong. He could only passively defend himself. He was directly knocked back dozens of steps by Feng Yi and swung the sledgehammer again. At this time, Cao Xiong injected the power of water martial arts into the sledgehammer, and a faint water blue color was covered with the entire sledgehammer. The next moment, Cao Xiong threw the sledgehammer like a dart and rushed towards Feng Yi.

"Shadow's Seal!"

Feng Yi shouted softly, and made seals with both hands. A huge seal appeared in the air. Under Feng Yi's control, he smashed the hammer in the air with a force of force. A huge sound broke out. The hammer was directly bombarded and drove towards Cao Xiong himself. At the same time, there was a layer of smoke on the martial arts platform...

"This smoke is a little bit."

Feng Yi smiled, and another ray of thunder flashed in his eyes. Feng Yi was also unpredictable to this change, but it was of many wonderful uses.

After a thunder flashed, Feng Yi saw through Cao Xiong who was in the other part of the smoke, but looking at Feng Yi's indifference, Cao Xiong was very nervous. He could not see anything in the smoke, because he had never practiced the pupil technique about his eyes, and he could only distinguish it by movement and stillness.

"It's over."

Feng Yi smiled indifferently, and a bright white light burst out from his right fist again. He stepped on the Guiluo Yan Step, and Feng Yi rushed towards Cao Xiong. Cao Xiong, who was calm, suddenly felt a sharp and dangerous aura. He was also shocked and quickly fought back, but it was a little late.

"Bang!"

Feng Yi's thunder strike directly hit Cao Xiong, but Cao Xiong's attack brushed through Feng Yi's right abdomen, leaving only a trace of skin trauma.

"It's over." Feng Yi said lightly as he looked at Cao Xiong who was kneeling on the ground.

"Hmph, it's not that easy!"

Suddenly, Cao Xiong snorted coldly and slowly stood up from the ground. A pill appeared in his hand and swallowed it all.

"Fourth-grade Zengling San..."

Feng Yi looked at the pill in Cao Xiong's hand and immediately recognized it. This pill was the fourth-grade Zengling San that was auctioned at the auction that day for 500,000 Thunder Stones.

"Can you take pills during the game?" Feng Yi turned his head and looked at the referee.

"Yes!" the referee nodded.

The game continues!

"Tsk, it's getting a little trouble." Feng Yi looked at Cao Xiong, who was rising in his momentum on the opposite side, and said in his heart.

"roar!"

Cao Xiong completely absorbed the medicinal effect of Zengling San, and his strength directly soared to the same early peak as Xiao Lei, with a faint mid-stage momentum.

"Die!"

Cao Xiong roared angrily, carried the war hammer and smashed it directly at Feng Yi, with an aura of at least twice as strong as before!

Feng Yi's eyes sank, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, the Battle Dragon Spear, and a white whirlwind instantly wrapped the Battle Dragon Spear, Storm Gun!

The entire Dragon Battle Spear was like a storm, spinning high, facing a sledgehammer.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three consecutive collisions all ended in an equal way.

“It’s not enough, it’s not enough!”

Cao Xiong roared repeatedly, with a hesitant look on his face. He swung the sledgehammer again and then a series of attacks. After taking Zengling San, he had greatly increased his overall strength, so he immediately launched a series of attacks and all of them were vaguely gaining the upper hand.

"Tornado Hammer!"

Suddenly, Cao Xiong's body shook and his power felt like it was lost. At this time, he realized that the medicinal effect of Zengling San might be lost, and he immediately used his strongest martial arts.

"Is the medicine of Zengling San coming to an end? This is the critical point. It is always an external force, and it is not yours after all." Feeling the strength of the whirlwind Demon Hammer, Feng Yi's expression was also a little vigilant. After all, the desperate attack of a peak powerhouse in the early stage of the harmony of man and nature is not weak.

After weighing the Dragon Spike in his hand, Feng Yi's steps began to dance, and a strong blood-colored aura slowly rose, slowly moving around Feng Yi. The strands of blood-colored energy were beating like real blood.

Shura Seven Evils Swordsmanship.

The first move is Shura Demon Kill.

The second form is Shura Blood Light.

The third form is Shura’s throw.

The fourth style is Shura Demon Dance.

The four styles are integrated, like one, holding the Dragon Spike in hand, using Shura gun to kill, and the blood around Feng Yi soared directly. At this moment, Feng Yi was like the Shura god, majestic! Inviolable majesty! Feng Yi waved the Dragon Spike in his hand, pointing the tip of the gun at Cao Xiong.

Just a light wave, a gap broke out in the entire martial arts platform!

"Ahhh, go to death!"

Feeling a terrifying aura, Cao Xiong felt relieved, but in the end he stopped himself, swung his hammer, and rushed straight towards Feng Yi.
Chapter completed!