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Chapter 103

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Said Fan Tian Gang calmly. Lin Feng frowned, Great Imperial Book's exam?

"Great Imperial Book, suppress your strength to that of a low-level Saint Emperor. You're not allowed to use any strength beyond that level. If your opponent can exchange more than fifty attacks, he wins!"

Fan Tiangang glanced at the Imperial Book and instructed it in a deep voice.

When Great Imperial Book heard that, he looked even more confident. He nodded indifferently and smiled, "No problem, leave it to me!"

Said Great Imperial Book, caressing his nose. Even though he had a child's face, Great Imperial Book's age couldn't be determined just by looking at his face.

Emperor Shu took a step forward and flew onto the stage. With a wave of his left hand, a golden light entered his body. Everyone could feel that Emperor Shu's aura had clearly weakened. He had gone from a peak late Saint King to a minor late Saint King.

"Who's first?" The Imperial Book looked around and shouted in a deep voice.

Lin Feng glanced at Great Imperial Book. Great Imperial Book looked back at him, but Lin Feng ignored him. Lin Feng wasn't going to be the first.

"I'll go first, Teacher!"

Said Xuan Yuan Mu. He was Great Imperial Book's disciple, so he was convinced that Great Imperial Book wouldn't make things difficult for him. If his disciple could become one of the five Holy Sons, it would be good for Great Imperial Book.

Great Imperial Book nodded and smiled, "Disciple, you go first!"

"Yes, Master." Xuanyuan Mu respectfully nodded before stepping forwards towards the Emperor's Book. He kicked out with his left leg towards the Emperor's Book's chest with domineering power.

The Imperial Book's expression became serious. He clenched his fist and punched Xuanyuan Mu's left leg. Their hands and feet collided. The next moment, they both took a step back. Xuanyuan Mu continued to attack, but the Imperial Book didn't take the initiative to attack, but to defend.

His goal was simple, he wanted Xuan Yuan Mu to exchange fifty attacks with him and then pass the exam.

Both of them were using their full strength, so Fan Tian Gang couldn't blame Great Imperial Book. Very quickly, Xuan Yuan Mu had already exchanged fifty attacks with Great Imperial Book.

"You've passed!" Emperor Shu retracted his fist and shouted at Xuanyuan Mu.

Xuan Yuan Mu cupped his fists and bowed politely. He was very grateful to his teacher.

"Who's the second one?" The Imperial Book continued to look at the dozen people in front of it.

"Let me!" Jian Muya gripped his black sword and shouted in a low voice. Then, he flew into the arena and slashed towards the Imperial Book.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the battlefield became tense. Mute Jian was very powerful, and Monarch Shu was also a Small Perfection Saint Emperor. He no longer had any advantage, so the battle between the two of them would definitely be very exciting.

As expected, Mute Jian slashed out with his sword. This sword light threatened the Imperial Book's life, forcing the Imperial Book to use its weapon, which was a golden whip.

The golden whip lashed out, clashing with Mute Sword. Mute Sword's sword pierced into the heart, aiming for the Emperor's Book's weak points. Although there was no killing intent, the hostility was very strong. Mute Sword only had one thought, which was to do his best. No matter who won or lost, he couldn't lose in terms of momentum.

The Imperial Book was furious. Yet another ignorant person had come. If Sword Mute only wanted to pass the competition, he could totally fulfill his wish. However, each and every one of his moves were aimed at the heart, and he had the aura of an army. The Imperial Book naturally would not be merciful.

The golden whip was very powerful, and its grade was naturally higher than Mute Sword's black sword. The golden whip was already a Divine Emperor weapon, and the Imperial Book was already undefeated with it.

The two of them exchanged a hundred moves before the Imperial Book used the power of the golden whip to defeat Mute Sword's black sword. Of course, Mute Sword had already entered the next round of the competition.

"You passed," the Imperial Book indifferently shouted as he put away his golden whip.

Mute Sword ignored the Imperial Book and put away his black sword. He jumped off the stage and stood to the side, waiting for the next round of the competition.

"Who's next?" shouted the Imperial Book. He looked at the remaining people.

"I'll go." A sect leader of a small sect raised his weapon and slashed at the Imperial Book. He had seen that the previous two people had passed smoothly, so he was confident.

However, although they were at the same level, the difference in strength was still very large. The Imperial Book didn't use a weapon, and he defeated the sect leader in one move.

"You've failed. Come back in a hundred years," the Imperial Book indifferently shouted at the man.

The man looked dispirited, but he wasn't discouraged. There were so many strong cultivators there, so he was lucky to be able to enter the second round.

"Thank you very much, Master Imperial Book!" the man cupped his fists and jumped off the stage. He hid in the crowd and became a spectator.

Following that, there were many Patriarchs and Sect Leaders of smaller forces who challenged the Imperial Book. Only one of them succeeded and managed to exchange fifty moves with the Imperial Book and advance to the next round.

"Who's next?"

At that moment, only Luo Chen, Lin Feng, and Wu Huo were left. No matter who fought, it would be a good show.

Lin Feng and Luo Chen glanced at each other. Without hesitation, Lin Feng jumped forwards and shouted, "I'll go!"

Everybody looked at Lin Feng. The battle between the two supreme elders was completely equal. Lin Feng was a low-level Holy Emperor, and the Imperial Book had suppressed his own strength to that of a low-level Holy Emperor.

Therefore, it was a competition of equal strength. Many disciples of the Divine Sect knew that Lin Feng and the Great Imperial Book were enemies, so they couldn't let it be a passive competition.

Lin Feng walked onto the stage and was only ten meters away from the Imperial Book.

"Attack, I'll let you attack first," said the great imperial book to Lin Feng indifferently, showing how strong he was.

When Lin Feng heard the Great Imperial Book, he didn't get angry. Even though the Great Imperial Book was humiliating him, Lin Feng had to be strong enough to do that. Without a high-level Holy Emperor, the Great Imperial Book was just like Lin Feng.

Lin Feng clenched his left hand and punched towards the Imperial Book's chest. The Imperial Book didn't attack, he just defended.

It was just that he had underestimated Lin Feng's abilities and overestimated him.

Lin Feng smiled mockingly. He raised his right leg and kicked the great imperial book, sending it flying away.

"What …?"

"How's that possible?"

Everybody was astonished. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Lin Feng had kicked the Imperial Book away?

Even though the Imperial Book had let Lin Feng attack first, Lin Feng was so strong that people couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

If it had been someone else, even if the Imperial Book had let Lin Feng attack first, he wouldn't have dared attack. What if the Imperial Book recovered and tried to get back at him?

But Lin Feng didn't think about that. If the Imperial Book didn't care about that, he would have lived for thousands of years in vain.

"Lin Feng, I'm going to kill you!"

The Great Imperial Book flew away. Of course, it wasn't that easy for him to fall to the ground. He used his left leg to support himself, but he had lost face in front of so many people. Lin Feng had kicked him away, he couldn't accept it. His heart was filled with murder.

He waved his left hand and a golden whip appeared in his hand. The Imperial Book shouted furiously and turned into a golden tornado. Nobody could see the Imperial Book's silhouette clearly. A tornado moved towards Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng frowned. The Imperial Book was furious. It was going to be a huge battle. Lin Feng didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to win.

"God's Sword, attack!"

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