But everything seemed to be as expected by the audience. Yang Cong was knocked away without dodging and was punched away.

In the smoke and dust, Yang Cong blocked Chen Fei's fist with just one palm.

Chen Fei's fist, which looked like a tiger, turned into nothing under Yang Cong's palm.

"You!" Chen Fei stared at Yang Cong with wide eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

Yang Cong's palm shook, and Chen Fei was instantly shaken several meters away.

"There are two more tricks."

Chen Fei's face was full of anger. He wanted to kill the person in front of him.

"boom...."

With a loud bang, the entire venue instantly filled with a scent of flames.

I saw that with Shen Fei as the center, a cluster of red flames began to rotate around Shen Fei.

At this time, Shen Fei was like the possession of the Fire God, and the flames in the world belonged to him.

"Red Flame Black Tiger."

This is Chen Fei, a fusion of demon spirit.

But to put it bluntly, it is a tiger.

"roar!"

Chen Fei's body shape, which fused with the red flames, also changed, with flames all over his body and majestic aura.

"Yang Cong, you're dead!" Chen Fei's aura shook all over his body, and he rushed towards Yang Cong like a real tiger.

The flames in his hand were like the red lotus karma fire that burned all things surrounded Yang Cong.

"It's just a big cat."

Yang Cong's face was calm from beginning to end, and he didn't care about the fusion of Chen Fei's demon spirit at all.

He directly punched out, and this punch was like the power of the world, and he broke all the tricks with one punch.

"boom........"

With one punch, just one punch, Shen Fei flew out directly.

Chen Fei's arrogance seemed to be unable to exert anything in front of Yang Cong at this moment, and was defeated so hard.

"I'm not willing to let it go, you will die!"

Chen Fei suddenly took out a pill from the space ring and swallowed it without hesitation.

Chen Fei's aura, who swallowed the pill, surged again, and reached an extremely terrifying level.

Suddenly, Chen Fei's whole body of flames surged, and a black tiger phantom with flames formed over it.

The phantom's body flame occupied half of the entire arena.

And the rest is only the place behind Yang Cong.

"This... why didn't Yang Cong use the demon spirit yet!"

Director Yang, who was invited to the VIP seat, looked very ugly.

It's all like this, Yang Cong hasn't released the demon spirit yet, are you waiting to die?

"Director Yang, don't worry." Nie Li smiled faintly at this time: "Chen Fei is sure to lose."

"Is it a sure loss?" Director Yang was puzzled. Chen Fei's arrogance was even better in this situation. How could Yang Cong win?

Nie Li said: "Chen Fei can't let Yang Cong use the demon spirit yet, and this game has been lost since the beginning."

Director Yang still wondered, she didn't know what Yang Cong had to rely on.

In the field, Chen Fei's body was full of flames, and the phantom of the red flame black tiger had already locked Yang Cong.

He opened his mouth and swallowed Yang Cong. This was a black tiger composed of flames, and his mouth was full of flames.

"Look, what Yang Cong is doing!"

"Feeling at his mouth, it seems like he is counting."

The people on the audience felt very strange when they saw this scene.

Could it be that Yang Cong really has some help? Just waiting for Chen Fei to take action?

“3...2..."

"Yang Cong, go to die!" Chen Fei roared wildly, and all his energy and blood surged up, and rushed towards Yang Cong with surging flames.

“1..It’s over.”

Yang Cong's face was indifferent and he pointed it out casually.

This finger seemed ordinary, but it shot out a sharp edge.

This sharpness is like the world's invincible edge. In just a blink of an eye, the red flame black tiger above Chen Fei's head instantly turned into nothingness.

"This is... too strong."

"How is that possible!"

"This finger breaks down Chen Fei's unique skills!"

"Why do I feel like I'm playing a fake match?"

In playing a fake match, it is definitely impossible to play a fake match. After all, everyone knows the conflict between the Holy Family and Yang Cong and Nie Li.

How could this be a fake match come out to deceive people?

So since it is impossible to play a fake game, it means that Yang Cong's strength is real.

One finger breaks down Chen Fei's unique demon spirit, which requires very strong strength.

"Have you noticed that Yang Cong didn't even release the demon spirit."

"Really, I'm very curious. His strength is so terrifying. How terrifying would it be if he really merged with the demon spirit."

"The Holy Family will not let him go. They will definitely send stronger opponents to force him later. You should be able to see him merge with the demon spirit."

At this time, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Director Yang's fair-skinned and beautiful forehead in the VIP seat.

At the moment when Chen Fei was so arrogant, she really thought something was going to happen.

Although she was very angry with Yang Cong, she still hoped that Yang Cong would be safe and sound in her heart.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes looked at the indifferent young man in the field, which was full of brilliant colors.

Today is definitely the time when Yang Cong is famous throughout the glorious city.

One finger breaks the world.

In the second game, Yang Cong still fought with people from the Holy Family.

This time many people chose to put their money on Yang Cong.

After all, Yang Cong's strength just now really shocked a large number of people.

But a small part of them still put their money on the Holy Family.

After all, they believe that the foundation of the sacred family cannot be shaken by such a child.

There will definitely be a battle for this second game.

The Holy Family will definitely release a strong man.

Soon, the second game began.

Chen Ning from the Holy Family who appeared this time.

Chen Ning is also a genius child of the Holy Family.

He is already five stars in silver at a young age.

Chen Ning looked at Yang Cong, who was standing opposite him with a calm expression.

Yang Cong looked at Chen Ning: "It's still like the previous one, letting you decide the winner after three moves."

However, Chen Ning shook his head and said, "I don't need it, I want you to release the demon spirit and fight me."

"Release the demon spirit?" Yang Cong looked at Chen Ning with a strange expression.

"Yes." Chen Ning was very firm.

"Are you sure? This sword has no eyes." Yang Cong said: "I will not be responsible if I get hurt."

"Since I stand here, I will naturally not be afraid of anything." Chen Ning said.

"Okay, as you wish."

The two have decided to merge the demon spirit to fight.

But among the tens of thousands of people in the arena, only Nie Li knew how terrifying Yang Cong's demon spirit was.

Ancient beasts? They are all trash.

In front of Yang Cong, nothing counts.

"roar......"

Suddenly, a dragon roar spread throughout the arena.

"what happens!"

"Yes, the sound just now made me tremble a little."

"Look at Yang Cong!"

In the field, dragon horns that looked like deer antlers grew on top of Yang Cong's head, and shining scales began to condense on the skin of Yang Cong's body.

And behind it, a pair of wings more than three meters long spread out.
Chapter completed!