Chapter 278 The top four "Is this the Demon-Subduing Gold Bracelet?" Jin Renfeng immediately recognized the origin of the magic weapon. "I didn't expect that this demon-suppressing gold bracelet could also be used as a defensive magic weapon." He was surprised when he saw the six overlapping circles. "But using this gold bracelet to resist my divine fire will probably be difficult for him!" Dang Dang Dang—— Several crisp metallic sounds were heard, and six rings shot up into the sky, revealing the sturdy man inside. "So hot! So hot!" As soon as the man appeared, he shouted loudly, and hurriedly took out a kettle from his sleeve and poured water on himself. Seeing this scene, Jin Renfeng couldn't help but smile.
Although he had magical powers and magic weapons to protect him from the flames, being locked in the golden bell and golden ring and being burned by the flames was extremely painful. As the water flowed, the temperature dropped, and Li Jingang's expression softened. Then he turned his head and said to Jin Renfeng, "Brother, your flames are too strong! If I didn't have some magic power, I would have been roasted alive!" "Brother Li has extraordinary magical powers. How can a mere flame do anything to you?" Jin Renfeng smiled, flipped his palm, and the blazing flames turned into a long whip, which he whipped out. "No! Come again!" Li Jingang let out a strange cry and released six golden bracelets from his sleeves to block in front of him. Chi- The slender fire whip was like a knife, instantly cutting off the five golden bracelets. It was not until it reached the last gold bracelet that it slowed down slightly. Seeing the long whip approaching, Li Jingang was terrified and dodged quickly. boom-- The long whip fell to the ground, cutting the gold bracelet and the ring into two pieces. The ground shook, violent storms raged, and rolling heat waves swept across the arena. For a moment, it seemed like a natural disaster. Standing in the air, looking at the horrific scene below, Li Jingang was filled with fear. If he had dodged a little later, he would have died. Jin Renfeng raised his head, looking thoughtful. After a fight, he had already figured out Li Jingang's level of strength. His own magical power is at the threshold of a great demon, about the same as Wen Bolin's. With the use of those top-notch magic weapons he refined, his combat power is probably at the peak level of a great demon.
"This should be the level of ordinary children from noble families!" Jin Renfeng thought to himself. Without a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation, even if he is the eldest son of a top family, he can only exert the fighting power of a great monster. He is stronger than Han Feng, a talented disciple from another family, but far behind Wen Bolin and Xiao Tianyuan who possess inherited magic weapons. "In this case, Pure Yangyan should restrain himself a bit, otherwise he might really kill the other party." Jin Renfeng was alert. "Brother Jin, less than half an hour into the match, you've already destroyed ten of my magic weapons." Standing in the air, Li Jingang said helplessly, "If I continue to fight like this, I will be penniless after this match." "If Brother Li is afraid that his magic weapon will be damaged, why not just admit defeat?" Jin Renfeng chuckled. "Give up? No way!" Li Jingang shook his head slowly. "If it were an ordinary competition, it would be fine, but this is a competition for rookies. It concerns the family's reputation." "After all, I am a member of the Li family. I have to consider the family's reputation." As he spoke, he raised his arm and released two wheels. A round of strong winds gathered, a round of blazing flames burned, one wind and one fire, shaped like Tai Chi, circulating endlessly, and when the two wheels run, wind and fire come together. Then Li Jingang jumped up and stood on the wheel. "Is this Hot Wheels?" Jin Renfeng looked surprised. The magic weapon in front of me, both in appearance and function, is exactly the same as the Wind-Fire Wheels of Nezha the Third Prince in the Legend of the Divine Fire. Then, Li Jingang took out a spear from his sleeve. The spear blade has one long and two short ones, forming a three-pointed shape, the blade shape is like fire, the spear shaft is slender and straight, 18 feet long, with flames swirling on it. "Brother Jin, your pure Yangyan is too powerful to restrain magic weapons. If you continue to compete with magic weapons from a distance, I will definitely not be your opponent. Now I can only use this Fire Spear and Wind Fire Wheel to compete with you in close combat!" Li Jingang swung his spear and said sternly. "It really is the Fire Spear and the Hot Wheels!" Upon learning the name of the magic weapon, Jin Renfeng was surprised. "I thought the name of the Hun Tian Ling was just a coincidence, but it seems that is not the case." The familiar name made him fall into deep thought. "From what I can remember, Li Quzhuo also used the Wind Fire Wheel as a magic weapon in the future. Some of the modern Li family members did the same." "I think these magic weapons should be the style of magic weapons passed down from generation to generation in the Li family."
There was a look of realization in the golden man's eyes. "Gold bricks, demon-suppressing golden bracelets, Chaos Heaven Ribbon, Wind Fire Wheel, Fire Spear, almost all the magic weapons released by Li Jingang have traces of Nezha." "From this perspective, the Li family can almost be said to be an allotrope of Nezha in the myth." Since the Third Young Master of Aolai had already appeared before, he naturally connected them together. Thinking of this, Jin Renfeng turned his gaze to Li Jingang with a strange look in his eyes. "The magic weapon is right, but the difference between his appearance and Nezha is a bit big." In myths and legends, Nezha always looks like a young boy, or at least a handsome boy. But he has never been a rough man like Li Jingang. Especially since he is tall and strong, but rides on two palm-sized wheels, which makes people feel like a mammoth riding a unicycle. Li Jingang held up his spear and the wind-fire wheel under his feet rolled up the power of fire and wind. Suddenly, his body was as fast as lightning and he stabbed towards the golden phoenix at a rapid speed. Seeing his opponent approaching, Jin Renfeng was not afraid. Pure sun flame swirled around his palm, transforming into a three-foot giant palm, and slapped towards the opposite side. Li Jingang had expected this. He stepped on the ground and the Hot Wheels immediately took him away at high speed and continued to attack from the side. Jin Renfeng frowned. Although the opponent's strength is not too strong, the speed of this Hot Wheels is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. In a breath, Li Jingang rushed to Jin Renfeng's side and thrust the spear in his hand forward. Jin Renfeng retracted the flames around his body and punched at the tip of the gun. clang-- There was a crisp sound of metal colliding. Then, the Fire Spear let out a whine and bent into a crescent shape. “Although it has some similarities to Nezha’s Fire Spear, its power is still at the level of an ordinary magic weapon.” Jin Renfeng's eyes changed, flames rose in his hands, and he suddenly increased his strength. Now that the opponent has revealed a flaw, he will naturally take advantage of the opportunity to pursue the victory. Under the pressure of the powerful force and the scorching flames, the tip of the gun melted and broke instantly. Seeing the magic weapon being destroyed, Li Jingang quickly put away his gun and retreated, but it was too late. ka ka ka- Under the protection of the divine fire, Jin Renfeng's fist went forward, breaking the gun into pieces. Without the protection of the magic weapon, the fist landed on Li Jingang's chest. boom-- A dull voice sounded. Li Jingang flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. The golden phoenix flew forward and slapped Li Jingang with his palm.
At the critical moment, Li Jingang raised his sleeves slightly, and a red silk instantly spread up from under Jin Renfeng's feet, like a spirit snake, binding his arms and feet. At the same time, Li Jingang jumped up, stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel, the power of wind and fire instantly enveloped his legs, and kicked towards his head. Even though his body was tied up, Jin Renfeng remained calm. With a thought, pure sun flame instantly enveloped his entire body. The scarlet Hun Tian Ling was stained by the Demon-killing Divine Fire and was instantly ignited and turned into ashes. Compared to metal magic weapons, the cloth Hun Tian Ling is obviously less fire-resistant. After removing the restraints, Jin Renfeng raised his palm and caught Li Jingang's leg. He pointed his left hand and shot a little flame towards the wind wheel where he stood. "not good!" Seeing the other party's actions, Li Jingang felt something was wrong. If the wind wheel is hit by the flames, this magic weapon will be destroyed immediately. He quickly turned around and raised his left foot high, trying to avoid the incoming flames. whoosh- The flames flew past the side of the wind wheel. Li Jingang breathed a sigh of relief. Jin Renfeng smiled and raised his index finger. The flame that had missed the target suddenly changed direction and attacked the wind wheel again. "This fire can actually be controlled remotely?" Li Jingang looked shocked. Seeing the flames approaching, he bent his body, somersaulted, and avoided the flames again. However, at this moment, another beam of fire came from the side and hit the wind wheel magic weapon. The flames burned fiercely, wrapping the wind wheel. In just a moment, the wind wheel turned into a pile of scrap metal and fell to the ground. Li Jingang's expression froze. He turned his head and stared blankly at the young man not far away. "Brother Li, why are you so busy fighting with that flame that you forget that I can also emit a flame?" Jin Renfeng played with the flame in his hand and smiled. Li Jingang slapped his forehead, feeling extremely regretful. "Oh! My brain is really--" He was so busy dodging the pursuing flames that he forgot about the Golden Phoenix who was eyeing him covetously. Jin Renfeng persuaded, "Now that your magic weapon has been destroyed and only one wheel is left, even if you continue to fight, you have no chance of winning. It is better to just admit defeat! This will save you from suffering." Li Jingang shook his head. "Although all my magic weapons are destroyed, there is still one treasure wheel left. In this case, I have the strength to fight. How can I retreat?"
As he said this, he flew up and attacked the Golden Phoenix. Jin Renfeng looked helpless. This guy has a head made of iron and won't listen to anything. It was obvious that it was impossible to win without the magic weapon, but he still had to fight hard. "What a trouble!" Jin Renfeng sighed. "Looks like we still have to knock him out!" Due to their friendship, Jin Renfeng could only choose gentle means to deal with the other party. Thinking of this, he raised his palm. boom-- The two figures passed each other, and the palm landed heavily on the back of his neck. thump-- Li Jingang fell to the ground and lost consciousness. Looking at Li Jingang who fell to the ground, Jin Renfeng slowly shook his head. To be honest, Li Jingang possessed more than a dozen magical weapons and should not have been defeated so easily. Unfortunately, although there are many magic weapons, there is no core and they cannot be gathered together. The numerous magic weapons are scattered and disorganized, and the magic of multiple treasures cannot exert its power. Ultimately, although he was clearly capable of becoming a demon king, he could only display the strength of a great demon. "There is a huge difference between the future Li Zizai and Li Quzhuo!" Jin Renfeng sighed. As soon as they started fighting, he could clearly feel the gap between him and the Li brothers at the Blue Sky Conference. "Sure enough, I should focus on the group of students from the Blue Sky Conference." "The contestant fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight!" "In the fourth round, Jin Renfeng versus Li Jingang, the winner is Jin Renfeng!" After checking Li Jingang's condition, the referee announced the result of the match loudly. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from under the ring. "Even the famous Li family has failed?" Some people were surprised. "This little evil star is exaggerating too much. As a disciple from a foreign family, he defeated four rounds of disciples from aristocratic families in a row. Such a thing has never happened before!" someone sighed.
"To reach the semi-finals of the martial arts tournament at such a young age, even if he loses later, it is already unprecedented!" "Invincible and victorious. Although young, he already has the spirit of a dragon and a tiger!" One person sighed. . . . . . . After the game, the unconscious Li Jingang was taken away by the medical staff of the conference and sent for treatment. Jin Renfeng turned around and walked off the stage. "Mr. Jin, I guess I don't need to introduce myself!" A female reporter in a long gauze dress walked forward, holding the phantom stone in her hand. "Changed back again?" Jin Renfeng stopped and frowned. The easily deceived female reporter from yesterday did not come, but was replaced by the same female reporter from the beginning. "This woman is not easy to fool. I have to find an opportunity myself later." Thinking back to the time when he was left at a loss for words by the question, the young man thought to himself. "Mr. Jin, first of all, congratulations on reaching the semi-finals. You are the youngest player to reach the semi-finals in history." The female reporter greeted. "Thank you!" Jin Renfeng responded indifferently. He doesn't care about this so-called customized age record. Strength is the foundation of a cultivator. Otherwise, no matter how young or talented one is, it is all nonsense. Just like Wang Quan Wumu back then, he developed the Wang Quan sword intent at a young age. In terms of talent, he is probably no less than Wang Quan Fugui. If it grows up, it will surely become a powerful demon king. But the result was that he was killed by his father Wang Quan Jingxing when he was young. His extraordinary talent did not have the chance to be realized before he became a dry bone in the tomb. "As the competition progresses, this martial arts tournament has entered a white-hot stage." The female reporter continued, "In the next match, if nothing unexpected happens, you will fight against one of the three people, Ji Wushuang from the Ji family, Wen Bolin from the Wen family, and Xiao Tianyuan from the Xiao family. You are about to face a strong enemy, are you nervous?" "It's impossible to be nervous!" Jin Renfeng said calmly, "Although they are quite strong, I am not weaker than them. There is no need to be nervous!" "Not weaker than me? Humph! How shameless of you to say that!" This was a sarcastic voice coming from the side.
Jin Renfeng turned around and saw a tall and strong young man walking towards him in a swagger. "Mr. Wen Bolin? Why are you here?" When the female reporter saw the person coming, her eyes lit up and she asked. He is also a popular contestant in this conference and a descendant of a top aristocratic family. He is simply a walking hot spot. "Of course I came to see what the so-called little evil star is like!" Wen Bolin walked up to Jin Renfeng and looked her up and down with his squinting eyes. (End of this chapter)