Zhang Yang's opponent was a cultivator wearing a grayish-brown robe.
That cultivator exuded a cold aura. It seemed that he was a demon expert.
…
"Swoosh!"
"Swoosh!"
The two of them did not speak much and directly engaged in battle. All kinds of supernatural powers were displayed, bombarding each other.
After fighting for more than 30 rounds, Zhang Yang was gradually losing the upper hand.
"You can't take more than 30 rounds?"
That demon expert let out a burst of gloomy whispers, sending chills down one's spine.
"Don't be complacent too early!"
Zhang Yang said in a cold voice. He stepped forward and threw punch after punch at the Demonic Faction expert.
The fist technique that Zhang Yang used was called "Moon Falling Sky Fist".
He had obviously cultivated this fist technique to the point where it was as pure as fire.
One punch after another was thrown out.
Stars and moons were falling from the sky.
Of course.
Those were not real stars and moons, but stars and moons evolved from supernatural powers.
The power was huge.
Thousands of holy lights intertwined.
Stars and moons fell.
Although it was evolved from a divine ability, its power was terrifying enough to make people tremble in fear.
"Hmph …"
In the face of such a tyrannical attack, that demon cultivator snorted coldly.
"Buddha and demon dual cultivator! Demon Buddha appears! "
Suddenly, the evil cultivator let out a long howl. Then, a shocking scene appeared. A terrifying existence appeared behind him.
Half of that existence's body was that of a Buddha. Golden light shone, and Buddha's light illuminated the world.
It was as if an ancient Buddha had descended to the world.
The other half of the body was that of a demon.
Endless demonic light emitted from the demon body.
Demon destroys the world.
Demon swallows the sky.
One Buddha and one Demon.
They were supposed to oppose each other and restrain each other.
But now, it had appeared on a body. It was truly inconceivable.
Buddha and Demon Dao, thousands of ancient techniques.
Buddha and Demon as one, moving unhindered in the world.
After seeing this secret technique, Lin Feng shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Zhang is going to be defeated!"
Sure enough, it was as Lin Feng had said.
The demon and Buddha combined into one body stretched out both hands, as if it could push the world apart.
Both hands clapped repeatedly.
Bang bang bang …
The falling moon and stars were all destroyed.
After that, the Buddha Body slapped Zhang Yang with his palm and sent Zhang Yang flying off into the distance.
"Wah!!"
Zhang Yang could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
That strike just now.
Zhang Yang was heavily injured.
He fell to the ground and no longer had the strength to fight.
…
After the victor was decided, the two cultivators flew down and new cultivators were teleported onto the arena to fight each other.
Gongzi Yu ranked 35th.
Fatso was ranked 57th.
Little Donkey had the highest score, ranking eleventh.
Lin Feng was ranked forty-second.
Therefore, they would not go on stage for a while.
Lin Feng and the others watched the battles with great interest.
More and more disciples of the Reincarnation Immortal Sect stepped onto the platform.
Someone defeated their opponent and successfully advanced to the next round.
There were some who were defeated and miserably eliminated.
The battles were not particularly bloody, and no cultivators died.
Under normal circumstances, if there was no deep hatred, there would basically be no deaths in this kind of arena battle.
Unless there was some deep hatred and they had to kill the other party, there would be people killed in the arena.
Because they were all experts, it was not easy to determine the winner in a short period of time. Therefore, each battle was relatively slow.
Five days later.
A battle attracted Lin Feng's attention.
This battle was between Mu Xianqiong, ranked seventy-seventh, and Zhang Muyun, ranked nine hundred and twenty-third.
The reason why Lin Feng paid attention to this battle was because Mu Xianqiong was from the Mu Family, and he had heard of Mu Xianqiong's name from Mu Xianshi.
Mu Xianshi said that she had a few half-brothers, but they were not very close.
Lin Feng remembered that one of them was called Mu Xianqiong. It should be the person in front of him.
Mu Xianqiong's strength was very tyrannical. He only used ten moves to defeat Zhang Muyun and successfully advanced.
Not long after, Fatso appeared.
Fatso also defeated its opponent rather easily.
After Fatso appeared, they waited for another twelve hours.
Lin Feng also went up the arena and defeated his opponent rather easily.
After Lin Feng went down, Mu Xianling went up the arena.
Mu Xianling's points were in front of Lin Feng, and she was ranked forty-first.
Mu Xianling also defeated her opponent very easily.
The further they went, the greater the difference in strength between the two sides.
Therefore, it was easier for them to end the battle quickly.
Not long after, Gongzi Yu also went up the arena. Gongzi Yu also advanced easily.
The last one to go up the arena was Little Donkey.
"Hello everyone. Remember, my name is Heavenly Donkey Sage!"
Little Donkey shouted after going up the arena, looking arrogant.
Many people could not help but mutter.
It was this donkey again. Although it looked like it deserved a beating.
Everyone also knew that Little Donkey was not to be trifled with.
However, everyone was quite disdainful of Little Donkey's claim that he was called "Heavenly Donkey Sage".
A donkey.
So what if his cultivation was higher?
He actually dared to call himself "Sage".
This was even more shameless than those demonic cultivators who called themselves "Great Emperor".
Little Donkey's opponent was a cultivator ranked nine hundred and ninety-nine.
This cultivator was naturally no match for Little Donkey.
The next ten rounds of battles also ended very quickly.
As a result, the battles of the top one thousand to the top five hundred all ended.
Next was the battle of the top two hundred five hundred to the top two hundred five.
This round of advancement battles was even more intense.
Because the further one went, the stronger the cultivators were.
It was naturally more difficult to defeat their opponents and advance.
However, Lin Feng and the others were outstanding. In this round of advancement battles, they defeated their opponents and successfully advanced.
Next was the battle of the top two hundred fifty to the top one hundred twenty-fifth.
…
This round of advancement battles used the same method as before. The ones with the highest points were the seeded contestants.
The ones with the highest points faced the ones with the lowest points.
And so on.
However, the biggest difference between this round of advancement battles and the previous ones was that many of the cultivators with low points displayed extremely terrifying combat strength.
There were constantly cultivators with low points defeating cultivators with high points.
"There are only two hundred and fifty people left. These people stood out from hundreds of thousands of people. Now, it's impossible to judge their strength by points alone!"
Lin Feng said.
Gongzi Yu nodded and said, "That's true. Moreover, many people were hiding their strength before. Now, these people won't continue to hide!"
At this time, the battles in the arenas continued to determine the winners and losers.
In the same batch, in the battles in the ten arenas.
A total of seven cultivators with high points were defeated by their opponents one after another.
This caused countless people to gasp in amazement.
In the previous dozens of battles, most of the cultivators who were eliminated were cultivators with high points.
On the contrary, some of the cultivators with low points defeated their opponents and successfully advanced.
Fatso muttered, "F * ck … There are so many people who pretend to be weak to eat strong opponents!"
"Swoosh."
A beam of light shone down and enveloped Fatso.
The next moment.
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