There was a burst of laughter below. There were only 100 people on the list, and the last ten were all newcomers this year, and the 90th place in the list was the worst one last year.

I think if Shen Yanbing hadn't been seriously injured, he would never dare to challenge Shen Yanbing.

Su Qingsong was as if he had not heard the ridicule below, and he unsheathed the long sword in his hand and stabbed Shen Yanbing.

After a few rounds, there were more people who disdained him below, and despicable voices kept coming.

It turned out that he had been greeting Shen Yanbing's injured place, and he had a very quick and agile and close-fitting way of fighting.

After approaching Shen Yanbing, he kept stabbing her wounds. Shen Yanbing's giant sword was too big and he was overwhelmed for a while. He could only retreat continuously and was injured several times.

Chen Feng saw it clearly below. Shen Yanbing was actually not suitable for Su Qingsong's fighting style.

Of course, if Shen Yanbing was not injured, it would be difficult for Su Qingsong to get close to him, but he would be killed by Shen Yanbing with a sword.

But now, Shen Yanbing is seriously injured, and her strength and reaction ability has dropped significantly and she cannot get rid of it for a while.

Chen Feng could judge that Shen Yanbing was no longer an opponent, and it was only a matter of time before he lost. And the longer he delayed, the more he could be injured.

Chen Feng cried out: "Yan Bing, admit defeat!"

Shen Yanbing heard Chen Feng's shouting and felt a little hesitant, but he still heard Chen Feng's words, gritted his teeth, took the initiative to retreat, jumped off the life and death stage, and then sang: "I gave up."

"Those who know the times are heroes!"

Su Qingsong burst into laughter. Perhaps this battle made him feel full of confidence. He looked at Shen Yanbing and sneered: "Everyone says that your newcomers in this class are so powerful, I think that's just that!"

"I was easily defeated by me? Alas, you newcomers are just arrogant and arrogant. In fact, they are all wasteful and vulnerable!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the audience: "Is that true?"

It's Chen Feng.

Chen Feng just caught Shen Yanbing and applied medicine to her body. Then he slowly walked onto the life and death stage. Looking at Su Qingsong, he said lightly: "Su Qingsong, I am Chen Feng, ranked 91st. I will challenge you today!"

Su Qingsong looked at him with a hint of disdain on his face: "So it's the one on the newcomer list this year. As I said just now, all your newcomers this year are useless and vulnerable!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and said lightly: "You'll know if you try it."

He did not draw his sword. He had just seen that Su Qingsong was only in the middle stage of the third level of the Divine Gate Realm, and his strength was not worthy of him drawing his sword.

Chen Feng's right index finger turned into purple jade color, and his misty step was wrong, and he was extremely fast. He came directly to Su Qingsong and pointed his right index finger at his forehead.

Su Qingsong did not expect that he was so fast, so he was caught off guard. The long sword in his hand blocked it horizontally. Chen Feng's right index finger directly pointed it on the long sword. The long sword made of fine steel was actually shattered by Chen Feng's finger!

Su Qingsong looked at the scene with disbelief and exclaimed: "What? How can your fingering force be so strong? My long sword is an excellent casting of stainless steel!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly: "This is just the beginning!"

Another point of view was revealed, and the target was still Su Qingsong's forehead.

This time, Su Qingsong had no long sword to resist. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes and he punched out both fists.

In his opinion, after his punches were made, it should be enough to block Chen Feng's fingers.

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Feng's golden jade fingers easily broke the Qi on the surface of his fist, and directly stabbed it into his fist, piercing a deep hole on the surface of his fist, and then the Qi gushed out.

Su Qingsong screamed, and his fist with his right hand, and even his entire forearm, were all shattered and flesh and blood were gone!

A sharp look flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, without any mercy. The golden jade fingers were pointed out again. Su Qingsong had realized that he was definitely not Chen Feng's opponent. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout for admit defeat.

But it was too late. Chen Feng's index finger had already touched his throat, shattering his throat directly.

Su Qingsong's eyes were wide open, his expression was frozen, and his body fell heavily to the ground!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience exclaimed in disbelief:

"What? How is it possible? Su Qingsong died so easily at Chen Feng's hands?"

"How long has it been taken? Have you breathed five times?"

"No, Chen Feng only used three encounters! The first move shattered the long sword in Su Qingsong's hand, the second move shattered his fist, and the third move killed him! And he only used one fingering move from beginning to end, without using any other martial arts!"

Many people below were amazed, and there was a hint of awe in Chen Feng's eyes.

At this moment, Ding Qianshan snorted disdainfully: "Su Qing is just a waste. Even if he defeats a waste, he cannot change the fact that Chen Feng is a waste!"

Su Qingsong's body was carried down by the sect's servants, but the blood on the Life and Death Platform was not erased. The bloody Life and Death Platform added a bit of evil spirit.
Chapter completed!