People still had lingering shock on their faces. There was no way. Wu Feng, who was still beaten a moment ago, was the only person standing on Fengxingtai at this moment. Shi Mengchen, who was attacking at the beginning, was now beaten to the ground. Such changes made them unable to recover for a while.

Xu Dahai's face was also shocked. He couldn't even believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes, as if verifying whether he had read it wrong. When he opened his eyes and saw Mengchen's body was knocked to the ground, and when Wu Feng stood calmly, Xu Dahai knew that he was not dazzled.

However, when he recalled the moment just now, Shi Mengchen seemed to be in a dream. The speed and power that Wu Feng showed just now shocked him. Others may find that he is an outsider, but he, a trainer, can certainly know what this speed and power means. With such speed and power, no wonder Wu Feng is so confident in this Feng Xingtai. With his ability, what he had considered before was not whether he could win this Feng Xingtai, but whether he could make up his mind to kill Shi Mengchen. I think he had been pressed and beaten by Shi Mengchen before, but Wu Feng listened to his advice and let Shi Mengchen humiliate him to the fullest so that he could have a murderous intention. But now, whether he could have a murderous intention, Xu Dahai didn't know.

With a "bang", the sound of glass breaking sounded beside him. Xu Dahai turned his head and saw that the wine glass in the third young master Xia Zisheng's hand had fallen to the ground and broke. Xia Zisheng still maintained the posture of holding the wine. The glass of red wine broke on the ground and splashed on him. He didn't feel anything. At this time, his face showed the same expression as everyone else. That was shock.

"How could it be possible? I actually won." Xia Zisheng's voice was very small, and he could also hear from his tone that he couldn't believe such a fact.

"I haven't won yet." Xu Dahai responded in a deep voice, "Shi Mengchen is not dead yet, so, he hasn't won yet." When he said this, Xu Dahai felt indescribable solemnity.

Xia Zisheng looked at Xu Dahai in amazement, not knowing what he meant by saying this, but then Xu Dahai's performance made him even more surprised.

Xu Dahai suddenly took a few steps forward and shouted at Feng Xingtai: "Kill him, kill him, kill him..."

Originally, the hall was silent now, and Xu Dahai's voice seemed particularly harsh in the hall. Those who were immersed in the shocking changes in front of him just now came back by Xu Dahai's loud voice, and people joined in the shouting. For a moment, the three words "kill him" echoed throughout the hall, extremely deafening.

But the difference this time is that the last time was that Shi Mengchen wanted to kill Wu Feng, and this time, Wu Feng was asked to kill Shi Mengchen.

The shouts of killing were louder and the whole hall suddenly became boiling.

...

On the Feng Xingtai, amid waves of shouts of killing, Shi Mengchen's face changed in various expressions, including shock, pain, disbelief, but more of them were still fear. Yes, fear. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had been involved in someone he shouldn't have been to provoke, and he made a fatal mistake from the beginning. At this moment, he clearly felt that the god of death came in front of him.

Looking at Wu Feng standing calmly not far away, listening to the shouts of killing on the stage, Shi Mengchen felt bitterness in his mouth. He couldn't help looking at the beautiful eyes in the audience, which were still the same moving. However, this time, the beautiful eyes never met him again. All her attention was focused on the only person standing on the stage. She didn't even look at Shi Mengchen's gaze.

Shi Mengchen suddenly felt a lot of pain in his heart. If he could bear the pain of the **, then Han Jiamin's heartless gaze was more like stabbing him hard in his heart. This mental pain almost made him faint. He could be killed, but he could not bear to be looked down upon by Han Jiamin, which was something he could not bear.

Suffering the pain in his right hand, Shi Mengchen struggled to stand up, and his right hand was already hanging down weakly. An angry gaze appeared in his eyes, as if he was about to eat Wu Feng in front of him.

Wu Feng was still expressionless, as if he had no fluctuations in the upcoming victory. Looking at Shi Mengchen who was extremely angry, he said lightly: "You lost."

"Not yet, I still have a hand." Shi Mengchen shouted in a deep voice.

Then his body rushed towards Wu Feng.

This was obviously a trapped beast. When the body rushing forward was three meters away from Wu Feng, Wu Feng suddenly moved, still so strange, and so fast, and punched Shi Mengchen cleanly and neatly. However, this time Shi Mengchen was obviously ready. Facing Wu Feng's punch, Shi Mengchen drew a circle in his left hand and brushed towards Wu Feng.

It was Mian Fist again, but this time, a trace of disdain appeared on Wu Feng's face, and his fist was still hit. At the moment when he intersected with Shi Mengchen's hand, the punch suddenly accelerated, and a momentum that was stronger than before hitting Shi Mengchen's chest.

With just one move, Shi Mengchen's body was blown away again.

The scene calmed down again, and the shout of "killing him" stopped.

"Puchi", a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Shi Mengchen's mouth, dyeing the field in front of him red, adding another trace of blood to the bright red venue.

Seeing that his trick had failed, Shi Mengchen's shock became more and more obvious. This was the first time since he practiced Mianquan, and it was broken so simply and neatly.

"Don't try to spend more effort. In the face of absolute power and speed, any move is a joke." Wu Feng said.

Shi Mengchen supported the ground with his left hand and wanted to stand up, but because of excessive force, a wisp of blood burst out from his mouth again.

"You lost, your plan is indeed perfect. It's a pity that you chose the wrong partner." Wu Feng said lightly.

Shi Mengchen worked hard again and finally stood up. He said weakly: "I'm not dead yet, so, I haven't lost yet."

Shi Mengchen rushed up again, just looking at his weak look, anyone knew that this was futile.

Shi Mengchen's body stopped about half a meter away from Wu Feng, because his throat had been pinched by Wu Feng. Anyone knew that if Wu Feng was willing, Shi Mengchen would become a dead body in the next moment.
Chapter completed!