"Brother Feng...Xiao Fan..."
The friends who had journeyed with Ling Feng from Yellow Character Disciple all the way, were fixedly staring at the Sword Fighting Platform, silently praying in their hearts: We must win! We must win!
Deng Yongshi also stopped shaking her grandfather's arm, her beautiful eyes fixated tightly on Ling Feng, murmuring, "Suffered such heavy injuries, but still insisting on continuing?"
"Sigh..."
General Deng shook his head with a light sigh. It wasn't that Ling Feng wasn't strong enough, but rather that the power of Xuanyuan Pozhen was truly terrifying.
His age was about ten years older than Ling Feng, and for a genius, these ten years were extremely important.
Similarly, General Hu Wei, Cai Yong, also shook his head, "Being able to persevere to this point is already quite remarkable. As expected of the descendant of my Cai Family!"
"Hmm!"
Cai Yan bit her silver teeth and nodded heavily, looking at Ling Feng's back with growing respect.
