The battles in the fourth floor hall are undoubtedly much more intense than the following floors. After all, those who have the strength to come to the fourth floor of the Spindle Tower are all top warriors among the younger generation of Dongjun.

Just as Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were in a fierce battle, they were in another martial arts hall on the fourth floor, and their eyes were cold. A short boy with a boy looked at each other, opposite him, with a strong masked young man half a body taller than him.

The two of them were relatively lucky because there would be two winners on this fourth floor and there would be one more match, because in the end, only two people could enter the fifth floor and conduct the last spiral tower trial. The bad luck of these two people also destined to be the good luck of one of Zuo Feng and Ding Hao, because the winner of their battle could go directly to the fifth floor.

The short boy looked at the young man masked opposite him with a serious face. Although he was extremely confident in his strength, the opponent's strength at level 3 of the strong body stage was definitely the strongest among the people participating in the trial this time. The boy and the other party stared at this time for a long time, but he couldn't hold back and said slowly.

"You are the newly adopted son of the county magistrate, haha. If..."

Before the boy could finish his words, the masked man said coldly in his extremely low and hoarse voice: "Get out! Or die!"

The boy was interrupted by the other party, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face, but when he looked at the cold eyes in the two hollows on the other party's mask, he couldn't help but have a cold war in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke again: "The 'pregnancy pill' in the final trial is very important to me, and I can also stop the trash sent by the 'Yancheng Beast Bear'."

The "Yancheng Beast" mentioned by the boy is An Xiong, the lord of Yancheng. Many people call him this in private. The masked man naturally understood what he meant. But after a moment of pause, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and his body rushed towards the boy like a bull.

When the boy saw the momentum of a strong man in mask rushing towards him, he was not good at close combat, and he didn't dare to win over his sharpness at this time. He quickly took out a dark purple crystal ball from his arms, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes and smashed it hard under his feet.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, a dark purple smoke screen quickly rose from the boy's feet. As soon as the smoke screen was exposed to the air, it immediately spread and expanded rapidly, and soon wrapped the boy's short body in it.

When the strong man in mask saw this scene, his eyes slightly condensed, but his speed did not decrease and rushed into the dark purple smoke screen.

"Hehe, I advise you with kind words but don't take it seriously. Even if I, a warrior in the middle stage of bone refining, will completely lose his ability to resist. Originally, you are the adopted son of the county magistrate and want to let you go, but this is also your guy who is seeking death."

The smoke screen completely filled the hall in just a few breaths, and the boy's voice was erratic in the poisonous fog, making it difficult to judge its exact location from its sound.

"snort"

The masked man snorted coldly in the poisonous fog, and then the heavy footsteps also sounded, and he seemed to be running around like crazy.

"For the sake of your adoptive father, I will remind you. My specially made poisonous fog will have any effect even if you touch the skin. If it is you... well, why are you!"

The short boy was still talking proudly, but suddenly it seemed as if he had seen something amazing. The originally lazy voice suddenly became sharp and high-pitched. Then a low roar came from the fog, followed by the boy's muffled groan.

At the same time, in another martial arts hall, the young man named Ding Hao seemed to have entered a special state. At this moment, the young man's face was flushed, and a trace of mist appeared while he was breathing, showing the scorching temperature in his body.

His long, tied hair was already a little messy, and a few strands of scattered hair were stuck to his face and neck by sweat. If anyone who knew him saw this scene at this time, he would definitely be extremely shocked. Ding Hao not only had a defeat in the competition among his peers, but his hair was never scattered.

Zuo Feng was not having a good time at this time. His clothes were already wet with sweat. The most painful thing was the left arm wearing the "prison lock", which was already a little numb, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on resisting the opponent's fierce attack.

At this point, the battle slowly entered a fixed rhythm. Ding Hao's offensive was particularly fierce, and Zuo Feng could only resist. However, Zuo Feng seemed to be passive to resist, but there were fierce back moves hidden in it. If Ding Hao was not careful, a few crisp sounds would be heard immediately.

Zuo Feng flexibly used his elbow to increase Ding Hao's leg and pressed hard on his ankle. Then the two of them quickly separated, and both breathed heavily. Before, they both were fighting quickly, so they had to pant and reply after a period of rapid attacks.

"Boy, I think you can't do it anymore, so I'd better admit defeat and avoid me from killing you." Ding Hao said with a smile while panting.

After hearing this, Zuo Feng curled his lips and said, "I think you are not even able to stand firmly. Be careful that I will make you a disabled person if I miss it."

Although the two of them spoke in a tit-for-tat way, there was a sense of mutual appreciation in the conversation. Then both of them watched each other silently, but after a moment, they suddenly raised their heads and laughed at the same time.

At some point, the two suddenly stopped laughing and rushed towards each other. Then they fought again with their fists and feet, but this time they seemed to have done their best, because they also felt that there was not much time left for them. If the winner could not be decided within the specified time, they might both lose their qualifications.

There was a dark purple fog floating in another room on the fourth floor of the spiral tower, but the thick fog was slowly becoming thinner. Although the spiral tower was closed, there were naturally some vents in such a space. Although this purple poisonous fog was still very dense at first, it still slowly overflowed from some surrounding vents after being maintained for a period of time.

As the poisonous fog gradually dissipated, a burly silver figure first appeared. After that, the burly silver figure could be seen clearly. One arm was raised flat, and a figure that looked like a child was being grabbed by him.

The person who was caught was the short boy, and the person who was holding him was the burly man wearing a mask. At this time, the short boy had his feet off the ground and his hands were waving in the air, but his figure was too short and he could not touch the body of the burly young man no matter how hard he tried.

The young man in the mask looked at the short boy in his hand coldly, unable to see any emotion, as if he was holding only a piece of branch in his hand. The young man struggled for a while, suddenly a trace of hideousness appeared in his eyes, and his little hand suddenly touched the belt. The young man in the masked eyes glared, and he moved almost at the same time.

The young man in mask did not stop the boy from touching his belt's hand, but instead rushed forward with the boy flat.

"boom"

The short boy was violently hit on the wall, and blood splattered out of his mouth and nose while being hit. His hand that was touching his belt was just pulled out, and then he hung weakly, and a scarlet round bead fell to the ground.

"Ahem...you, you can't..."

After the boy coughed twice, his lips opened and closed slightly and said a few words with difficulty, but before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. Because a huge fist in front of him slowly magnified, he could not continue to say anything afterwards, and he just widened his eyes in horror.

"Dong"

A ball of flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the boy's childlike head had turned into a pool of flesh and blood on the wall. The masked young man slowly withdrew his fist and a clear dent appeared on the wall. The scarlet flesh was mixed with white brain matter.

The boy's remaining headless body was still shaking slightly at this time. The masked young man didn't blink for a long time and threw the body backwards. The headless short body accurately flew into a passage.

Just as the masked young man fell, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao stopped at this moment. They looked at the wall in confusion. The loud sound just now was clearly heard. Then Ding Hao slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at Zuo Feng opposite, frowned and lay down on his back.

Zuo Feng wanted to go up to check, but heard Ding Hao say a little angry: "Don't beat, don't beat. I, Jiuhao, have never been so frustrated since I was born. Now I feel pain when I move my hands and feet. The 'bone removal method' you created is really too perverted."

Zuo Feng was so angry that he felt relieved when he heard Ding Hao's speech, but he slowly walked over. At the same time, he untied the wine pot on his waist and reached out and handed it over.

"I have also learned some basic skills in refining medicine. I can see that the 'Forget-Wuyou Zui' is made of precious medicinal materials. Although I am also very thick-skinned, this wine is really not easy to win over what I love."

Ding Hao sat up from the ground, rolled his eyes at Zuo Feng, and said, "Don't test me, I will never take back what I gave to you, and even if I win, I will not take back the wine. You kid, it's very good to my stomach."

After saying that, Ding Hao stood up with difficulty and walked out of the passage, and said, "If you have something to do, you can come to Pengcheng to find me. My master is the lord of Pengcheng City, Xing Yezui. I have a premonition that we will meet again soon."

Zuo Feng looked at Ding Hao's back and felt that he and this free and easy boy seemed to have been friends for a long time. Just as Ding Hao's figure was about to disappear at the entrance of the passage, he suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly and said.

"The loud noise just now was probably created by the adopted son whom the county magistrate had just accepted. To be honest, I thought he was my opponent before he fought with you. But you have to be careful. I heard that this monster has amazing force and is extremely ruthless. He has killed more than a dozen people from the county magistrate's house to train."

After saying that, Ding Hao walked into the passage without hesitation. Zuo Feng slowly withdrew his gaze, and at the same time he deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the wall that had just made a loud noise.
Chapter completed!