Regal Guard of Dragon

Sanjie, who was standing at the side, had a dark expression on his face as he questioned Master Faang Zheng.    

"Don't worry, little monk. Your talent in martial arts is very good. If you walk the right path, your strength will be greatly enhanced. Therefore, although talent is important, choosing the right path is more important!"    

Master Faang Zheng slowly explained to Sanjie.    

"Walk the right path? Could it be that I'm not walking the right path right now?" Sanjie knitted his brows tightly, and his face darkened even more.    

"I don't deserve to be taught a lesson, Master Faang Zheng. Although I am Feng's martial arts master, I have also taught him some killing techniques and survival skills. But I am not Feng's master, but his senior brother. I have only given him these, as for the other martial arts. . . His techniques and the strength of a Middle Period of Converting Force Stage were all grown up by himself. I didn't help much. On the contrary, it was Feng who gave me surprises time and time again. I really didn't expect this! "    

Just as Master Faang Zheng and Sanjie were arguing, Ye Nantian coughed dryly and brought the topic back.    

"Ai, Master Faang Zheng, I think you should give up. Think about what our descendant said. What he said is right, but it can't be compared to what Chen Feng said. But then again, looking at the history of the martial arts in Huaxia Country. . . How many Martial Cultivator geniuses are similar to Chen Feng? Let nature take its course! " Ji Yun faintly sighed. He explained from the side.    

"En, that's right. Let nature take its course!"    

Master Faang Zheng nodded. Everyone present, including Ji Wudao and Cang Bo, understood. Although Sanjie's talent in martial arts was very high, there were still many shortcomings when compared to Chen Feng's evil martial arts.    

"Your disciple is not bad. He has already surpassed his master in his youth. If he continues to walk like this, his future achievements will be limitless!"    

Wu Zhizhou looked at Ye Nantian, his eyes filled with anticipation.    

"En, the future is limitless. Even if this brat reaches that mysterious and unfathomable Deity Realm in the future, I won't be surprised. On the contrary, it's within my expectations!" Cang Bo could not help but praise.    

Although Master Faang Zheng and Ji Wudao didn't say anything, when Cang Bo spoke, both of them nodded in agreement.    

"I am very proud and proud to be his senior brother. This is my opportunity!"    

Ye Nantian looked at Chen Feng, who was the center of attention, and a proud smile appeared on his face.    

Everyone in Huaxia Country was very happy, but as the saying goes, there are those who are happy and those who are worried. On the other side, Hong Tianba, the Sect Chief of Hong Sect, Miyamoto of the East Ocean, and Suo Luo all had gloomy expressions on their faces.    

If one were to say that their original determination to kill Chen Feng had been shaken, At this moment, they had made up their mind to get rid of Chen Feng, who was a thorn in their side.    

If they let Chen Feng continue to grow, it would be a fatal threat to them, even if they felt the pressure now.    

Arthur was sitting in the audience with a pale face. At this moment, a feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart.    

When Chen Feng cut off one of his arms, he originally wanted to commit suicide. However, Pope Zeus said that he could protect his martial arts. This ignited the hope in Arthur's life.    

This time, Arthur came here to fight for the championship, bearing the pressure. He wanted to see how Chen Feng was defeated and killed by Wu Kun.    

However, he never expected Chen Feng to break through to the Middle Period of Converting Force Stage. Not only that, Chen Feng's strength had also improved tremendously after breaking through to the Middle Period of Converting Force Stage. He actually used his overwhelming strength to defeat Wu Kun, and in the end, he killed Wu Kun and cut off his opponent's head.    

At this moment, the hope of revenge in Arthur's heart had been extinguished like a candle. He didn't dare to fight Chen Feng, as the gap between their strength had been widened.    

"Great! Your Majesty, Secretary-General, look! Am I right? Chen Feng of Huaxia Country will definitely win!"    

In the VIP seats, Saint Tiffany had a look of joy and joy on her face. She said to Pope Zeus and Secretary-General Mordridge, who were beside her. Looking at her, it seemed that Chen Feng had won. She was even happier than Chen Feng.    

"Yes, the Saint has good taste!"    

Secretary-General Mordridge replied with a bitter smile.    

As for the Pope, Zeus, he smiled without saying a word. His gaze seemed to be lost in thought, as though he was thinking of something.    

"Champion, Chen Feng!"    

"Chen Feng of Huaxia Country!"    

The excited voices of the audience were still echoing in the arena. At this moment, the black robed referee came to the center of the arena and announced the result.    

After the match ended, there was still a ceremony for the champion. However, this kind of ceremony could only be carried out after the match ended. Therefore, the referee could not wait any longer and immediately announced the result of the match.    

Until now, the world martial arts competition had completely ended. The winner of this competition was Chen Feng.    

When the referee announced the end of the competition, two staff members from the world martial arts organization came to the arena to clean up the mess.    

"Chen Feng, we need to deal with William's corpse, please give me his head!"    

A staff member came to Chen Feng's side and said.    

"I want to bring his head back to Huaxia Country!"    

Chen Feng looked at this staff member with a profound gaze. Wu Kun's head was very meaningful.    

"Ok, I will report this to the higher ups!" The staff member nodded.    

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment and handed the head in his hand to the staff member. He knew that this person was just an ordinary staff member and did not have the ability to make decisions, so he did not need to waste his breath on him.    

The stage was almost finished, and the host came to the stage again.    

"Ladies and gentlemen, the competition is over. Does everyone think the match looks good?"    

As soon as the host finished speaking, he placed the microphone in his hand forward and made a gesture of listening.    

"It's good!"    

"Then is the competition exciting?" The host continued to ask.    

"Extremely exciting!"    

The audience answered truthfully.    

"Well then, next up is the president of the World Martial Arts Organization, the Vatican's Pope Zeus, to present the award to the champion!" The moment the host finished speaking, thunderous applause rang out from the audience.    

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the VIP seats. Under everyone's gaze, Pope Zeus slowly stood up and left the VIP seats.    

Behind Pope Zeus. There were also two staff members, each holding a trophy and genetic medicine.    

"Young man, you are the most outstanding Martial Cultivator I have ever seen, you are not bad!"    

Pope Zeus came to Chen Feng's side, his eyes filled with gratification, and his words revealed his appreciation for Chen Feng.    

"This is your trophy, this is a genetic medicine, and also a prize for the champion. I believe you should understand the use of this genetic medicine, and use it wisely!"    

Zeus took two glasses and genetic medicine from the staff member and passed them to Chen Feng. In the end, he did not forget to remind Chen Feng.    

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the trophy in Chen Feng's hand. The ordinary people stared at the trophy in Chen Feng's hand with envy, while the Martial Cultivator in the audience looked at the genetic medicine in Chen Feng's hand.