With lightning speed, Man Kuo waved his bear-like arm and smashed Cheng Hao.

His punch can open the stones and gravels, even a small mountain will be smashed by one punch. Not to mention Cheng Hao's flesh and blood body, it must be broken bones and tendons!

Everyone was cheering, and Mankuo represented the honor of the entire barbarian race at this time. How could he lose to a foreigner?

Mantian nodded slightly, very satisfied with Mankuo. Although this kid is a bit rude, his qualifications are really good. He can train him well and is also a talent of the barbarians.

Cheng Hao was not afraid or afraid, but always smiled.

All I heard was the whistling wind in my ears, and my vast fist had fallen down fiercely.

When Cheng Hao was in a state of inability to send a message, his body moved to the right, just avoiding Mankuo's fist, and stood on the left side of Mankuo's body.

Because all the power was concentrated on attacking Cheng Hao, Man Kuo's left side turned into a defensive space. Cheng Hao's left hand was placed on Man Kuo's left wrist, and followed Man Kuo's own strength to move forward, and at the same time, he pushed Man Kuo's right hand on Man Kuo's back.

Cheng Hao's thrust acted on Mankuo's forward rushing force, which made Mankuo unable to control his body immediately. He slapped flat on the ground with a bang and screamed.

The barbarians around were stunned and couldn't bear to look at them. Someone covered their eyes and didn't want to believe what they saw.

"It's so embarrassing, why did you fall so badly?"

"That foreigner knows magic. He doesn't win with his real skills, he must be investigated."

Many barbarians suddenly found a reason to save face and shouted at Cheng Hao together.

"You use magic, this is cheating, it doesn't count, you have to compete again!"

"It's not fair to use witchcraft to fight."

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and it was originally just a person's guess, but at this time, Cheng Hao's charge of using magic tricks was confirmed.

Cheng Hao sneered. These barbarians were just using the simplest way to leverage their strength, and they were actually called magic. It seems that the barbarians are not as good as they are.

The patriarch Mantian covered his face with his hand, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He naturally saw that Cheng Hao was using force to fight, and he mastered the timing and strength very cleverly.

It happened to be used in the late stage of Mankuo's attack, so that Mankuo could not change his strength, so he had this vision, which shows that Cheng Hao has very rich experience.

Seeing his group of tribes shouting loudly, Man Tian couldn't help but sigh. The barbarians were indeed declining, and even many people couldn't recognize this most basic martial art. It has to be said to be a kind of sadness!

With a sigh, Man Tian stood up from his seat, pressed down with his hands, and the scene immediately became quiet.

However, looking at the expressions of everyone below, they were still dissatisfied and angry at Cheng Hao.

"I announce that Cheng Hao can enter the eighth level of the barbarians and accept the test of our barbarians."

Everyone was stunned at first, then there was an uproar.

"Class leader, how could he make such a decision? This foreigner clearly cheated!"

Someone shouted in the crowd.

Man Tian rolled his eyes and said hatefully: "In the future, no such uninformed words are allowed. Cheng Hao is not using magic tricks, but a martial art that uses softness to overcome hardness. Because our barbarians are used to the brave fighting style, we are not very familiar with this kind of fighting style that uses softness to overcome hardness, but it is definitely not cheating. We barbarians are the most loyal. If we lose, we lose, and we are not allowed to make trouble."

Everyone was silent, knowing that with Man Tian’s identity and prestige, he would never lie.

At the same time, a burst of loss and annoyance, Mankuo was defeated in such a confused manner. It was so embarrassing!

Mankuo had already stood up, blushed and felt ashamed. The battle ended too quickly! But he was still very dissatisfied. He believed that if he fought hard, Cheng Hao would definitely not be his opponent.

But it seems that the patriarch Man Tian will no longer give him this opportunity!

"Bar, take Cheng Hao with me and send him to the Eighth Pass of the Barbarians."

Man Xing agreed, nodded to Cheng Hao, and walked towards the teleportation array under the gaze of many barbarians.

In front of the teleportation array constructed by the black boulder, Man Tian looked at Cheng Hao.

"The Eight Barbarians are in an independent space, and there is a chain of puppet formations. If you can pass the fourth level, you will pass the test. However, before this, unless you are beaten out by the puppet formation, you will not be able to withdraw voluntarily, so there will be some danger. You should be aware of this, and it is still too late to regret it now."

Cheng Hao smiled: "As long as you pass the four levels, will you pass the test? It's so simple, why should I give up? I can't wait to send me into the eighth level of the barbarians!"

The patriarch Man Tian smiled contemptuously. Before he experienced the eighth level of the barbarians, many young barbarians were as passionate and full of confidence as Cheng Hao.

But the facts proved that this confidence was just a blindness. Over the years, no one of the barbarians could pass the test successfully. The fourth level was like a natural barrier, reaching the feet of all the barbarians.

How could Cheng Hao be a foreigner? So Man Tian just sneered, but he didn't explain.

"Then I wish you good luck and enter the teleportation array."

Cheng Hao resolutely stepped into the center of the teleportation array. With a buzzing sound, the teleportation array opened, and the familiar space fluctuations were again. The scene in front of Cheng Hao changed and had already reached another space.

This is a fully enclosed stone chamber, ten feet in a radius and three feet in height.

The surroundings were silent and deserted. Cheng Hao glanced at the rocks on the ground and suddenly exclaimed.

"Demonic Cloud Stone! It's such a treasure. My God, such a big stone chamber, isn't it necessary to hollow out a mountain? In the current fairy world, I'm afraid that it will not be able to find so many Demonic Cloud Stones once plunder it, right?"

The biggest characteristic of the Demon Cloud Stone is that it can limit the operation of the true energy of the monk. Once the real energy is detected, it will be completely swallowed by the Demon Cloud Stone.

Moreover, the hardness of the Demon Cloud Stone can rank high among the magic weapons in the fairy world, and ordinary magic weapons cannot damage the Demon Cloud Stone at all!

It is worthy of being the place left by the powerful powers of the ancient fairy world. If so many demon cloud stones were placed in the current fairy world, it would probably cause a huge sensation, especially those formation masters, who would definitely flock to them like crazy.

At the same time, Cheng Hao also understood the role of this place. Back then, the barbarians used pure demon cloud stone to build puppet formations to absolutely restrict the use of true energy by entrants. In such places, only pure physical cultivators like barbarians are the real kings.
Chapter completed!