Therefore, the third prince just looked at him coldly.

Chen Feng and the vice president of the Tianjiao Association were really angry with each other. If the third prince hadn't been standing here and watching them, they might have started fighting.

The vice-president of the Tianjiao Association did not dare to be the first to take action. After all, Zhu Yan was still standing next to Chen Feng. Let’s not talk about the ghost in the Nascent Soul stage. Even in a duel, the vice-president of the Tianjiao Association was not sure of defeating Zhu Yan.

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"Oh, I hope you won't meet me in the future, otherwise, you will know what cruelty is." The vice president of the Tianjiao Association received the instructions from the third prince and stopped talking. He only threatened Chen Feng.

"cut."

Chen Feng didn't take this kind of threat to heart at all.

As there were more and more people on the steps, about thirty or so, the transparent light film on the second step gradually disappeared.

The third prince, who was closest to the second staircase, noticed it in advance and rushed in quickly.

But what surprised him a little was that every time he took a step up, there would be an inexplicable pressure, forcing him to continuously regulate his breath and move forward.

Seeing the third prince rushing in first, the rest of the people, although somewhat unresponsive, still rushed over with the third prince.

With this rush, those monks who had killed single-digit monsters suddenly felt as if they had suffered a major disaster. The pressure that had not been reduced directly caused the monks below the ninth level of the core formation to vomit blood.

But those who had already stepped onto the third level of the stairs had blood-red aura floating around their bodies.

The third prince and the black-clothed monk were the least, followed by the rest of the Tianjiao Society.

Among them, the ones with the strongest blood-red aura are the three monks who only have the ninth level of elixir formation.

Seeing the three of them, the vice-president of the Tianjiao Association also felt itchy with hatred, so he told the third prince:

"These three of them eliminated our group."

When the prince glanced at the three of them, he remembered the faces of these three people, indicating that he had remembered this hatred in his heart.

The richer the blood-red energy is, the stronger it seems to be resisting the pressure on the stairs.

Anyway, with Chen Feng's mid-stage pill formation strength, it is relatively easy to walk on it. This blood-red energy has been helping Chen Feng resist the pressure.

The Third Prince, who was the first to enter, is now firmly trapped on top. This kind of pressure obviously exerts a certain force on his body.

Chen Feng, a latecomer, soon surpassed the third prince.

And the three monks who were at the ninth level of elixir formation had already thrown these people out of sight.

The first person who can reach this point will have a certain amount of time to rest and replenish his true energy, which will be quite advantageous in the subsequent battle.

Therefore, the third prince also felt resentful in his heart. Why did he fight with this man in black clothes, causing him to fall out of the forest without the resistance of the blood-red energy that killed the monsters?

With this kind of pressure, it would still be difficult for him to climb the ladder on his own.

Soon, Chen Feng and a group of monks with high-level pill-forming skills also successfully reached the top.

A stone arena full of cracks stood in front of them, and the three ninth-level monks who arrived as the first echelon were sitting cross-legged nearby, replenishing their true energy.

"I didn't expect that it would be such a scene up here." Chen Feng stood alone and looked down, but he could only see white clouds.

Occasionally, there are a few monsters like eagles flying above.

This is probably a paradise on earth.

But except for Chen Feng, everyone else was meditating on the spot, trying to replenish some real energy and restore some physical strength before the people at the back caught up.

In order to have more chances of winning in the subsequent battles.

Just when Chen Feng was walking, looking at the clouds outside, stepping on the highest land, sighing at the loneliness.

The third prince, whose true energy was exhausted, and the members of the Tianjiao congregation behind him finally caught up, panting.

Seeing the arena in front of him, the third prince knew what to do next.

"Chen Feng, I think we can cooperate. If you give me enough time to recover in this arena competition, I will definitely be able to ensure that you enter the top three." When the third prince said this, his face was full of confidence.

This arena match is different from the usual ones. It is a typical wheel battle.

The reason why the third prince said this is because his members of the Tianjiao Society now account for one-third of the current crowd.

So when it comes to wheel battles, the members of their Prodigy Club will definitely come out on top.

Although the method used is not very glorious, it can still be regarded as a win. The winner always writes history, isn't it?

"Why should I agree? I think I can challenge all the players here on my own." Chen Feng refused without hesitation.

As a cheating player with the protection of three mythical beasts, even if he encounters a real Nascent Soul stage, he will not necessarily be afraid.

When he was beaten by Bai Wenfeng before and he ran away, it was just because he wanted to improve his actual combat strength. However, it is no longer necessary now because Chen Feng does not intend to hide it anymore.

What kind of strength you should have, then what kind of strength will be exposed in this game.

"Don't be too crazy. The strength of the team is the most powerful. As long as you protect me, you will definitely be among the top three." The third prince did not expect Chen Feng to reject him. But even if Chen Feng said so, he did not

Give up, but try your best to stay.

Because the strength of Chen Feng's pet is really too strong.

Chen Feng was not taking care of the third prince, but jumped directly onto the ring.

He loudly challenged those who were still hesitant.

"I, Chen Feng, either I will beat everyone here to death, or I will be beaten to death by everyone here."

What Chen Feng said was so crazy that even those who had already rested couldn't bear it.

A monk with an eighth-level pill formation jumped up and attacked Chen Feng, but Zhu Yan killed him with a slap.

This shocked all the players. The three monks at the ninth level of elixir formation looked at each other. One of them burst out with the aura of half-step Nascent Soul.

This really shocked Chen Feng.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it's not a real Yuanying, relying on Zhu Yan's physical fitness, it can be a slap in the face.

Even if there is no result, Zhu Yan's newly learned Xiaoyao stick technique will surprise them.

"Your strength is quite weak, but your pet's cultivation is extraordinary." The monk who burst out with half-step Nascent Soul breath jumped up and launched an attack on Chen Feng.

It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of Chen Feng's unpreparedness and completely knock Chen Feng out of the ring to gain strength.

But he miscalculated, and Chen Feng's figure suddenly turned into three or four.

After an attack failed, Zhu Yan's slap came.
Chapter completed!