Million Times Talent

Chapter 120: Clearing levels after levels

In the face of the terrifying attack from the Blackwater Divine Serpent, Chu Feng remained calm and fearless.

His violent Astral Qi circulated wildly. With a raise of his hand, a tremendous palm imprint, spanning a hundred zhang, materialized in an awe-inspiring manner. Countless spiritual runes crisscrossed, generating a terrifying pressure that made people palpitate.

The colossal hand, aimed at the serpent tail tearing through the void, ruthlessly pressed down, as if grasping the rotation of the sun and moon, imprisoning the entire space.

"Boom!"

The serpent tail, resembling an ancient divine whip, was directly gripped by the enormous hand.

The Blackwater Divine Serpent roared in unwillingness. Countless black Astral Qi surged like tidal waves, and the serpent tail violently shook. Each shake shattered the void, accompanied by countless air-explosion sounds. The terrifying shockwaves swept in all directions, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

However, it was all in vain!

The giant hand, like iron pincers, firmly held onto the serpent tail, impervious to its struggles.

Chu Feng, like a demonic god, stood firmly on the ground. The giant hand suddenly swung down, smashing towards the serpent.

"Bang!"

A teeth-grittingly loud impact echoed, shaking the entire space. The hurricane generated by the violent shockwaves swept in all directions, even blocking the starlight in the sky, turning the heavens dark.

The Blackwater Divine Serpent was splattered with blood, its entire serpent head buzzing chaotically. Its body became limp, unable to summon any more Astral Qi.

Chu Feng did not stop. Like a demonic god, he swung the giant serpent around and mercilessly hammered it several times. The Blackwater Divine Serpent was directly smashed, its brain pulp exploding, and the front half of its body shattered. It couldn't die any more than that.

The entire broken body quickly turned into pure energy, dissipating.

"Clearance!" The ancient and hoarse voice rang out once again.

Chu Feng stepped onto the Ascension ladder, directly arriving at the eighth level.

"The mission is considered complete! Every level beyond this is equivalent to earning." He was in a relaxed mood, muttering to himself.

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"Look, that star point has entered the eighth level!" When Chu Feng stepped into the eighth level, an exclamation immediately sounded outside the tower.

"Wow! He didn't spend much time on the seventh level! How strong is he?" Countless people gasped.

"Could this person really be the new Martial Arts Honors Chu Feng? How terrifying is his talent? It's unimaginable!"

"Impossible, it must be our Vice President Xutie Zhu!" A member of the Azure Dragon Society insisted stubbornly, his face turning red, sticking to the claim that it was Xutie Zhu.

At this moment, out of the ten participants, five had already failed and were directly teleported out by the illusion formation.

They all looked pale and had lingering fears. If it were a real battle, they would have died. Fortunately, within the Martial Tower, the illusion formation sent them out at the last moment.

The star point currently ranked second had also entered the sixth level.

At this moment, the debate over whether the person entering the eighth level was Xutie Zhu or Chu Feng had reached a white-hot level.

"Quick, look, that star point has entered the eighth level!" The moment Chu Feng stepped onto the eighth level, a shocked exclamation echoed outside the tower.

"Hiss! He didn't even spend much time on the seventh level! How strong is he?" Countless people took a sharp breath.

"Could this guy really be the new Martial Arts Honors, Chu Feng? How terrifying is his talent? It's unimaginable!"

"Impossible, it must be our Vice President Xutie Zhu!" A member of the Azure Dragon Society stubbornly insisted, his face turning red, insisting that it was Xutie Zhu.

At this moment, out of the ten participants, five had already failed and were directly teleported out by the illusion formation.

They all looked pale and had lingering fears. If it were a real battle, they would have died. Fortunately, within the Martial Tower, the illusion formation sent them out at the last moment.

The star point currently ranked second had also entered the sixth level.

At this moment, the debate over whether the person entering the eighth level was Xutie Zhu or Chu Feng had reached a white-hot level.

"How old is Chu Feng exactly? If he enters the eighth level and clears it, wouldn't he break Zhou Lao's record from a hundred years ago?" A student made an astonishing conjecture.

"Impossible, Chu Feng should be older than seventeen years and three months!" Many people were shocked, quickly looking at the record monument.

If he broke the record of a King, it meant that Chu Feng's potential had reached an unbelievable level!

"Yes! I've seen Chu Feng's information; he's currently seventeen years and ten months old!"

"What if he clears the ninth level?" Someone muttered to themselves, unable to hold back.