"Since the top four have been decided, let's proceed to the finals. In order to ensure fairness, the Zhen Wu Dynasty, Heavenly Dao Court, Imperial City Governor and Inferno Judge will not participate in the battle."
"Ta Muxuan, you and Taiqing Sect can choose the candidates for these four." Tai Zu said with a heavy expression and looked at Ta Muxuan, the City Lord of Pagoda City and Qing Yu Sheng of Taiqing Sect.
Ta Muxuan nodded slightly. Although his son was eliminated, he was not disappointed at all. It was already a great courage for him to come to the court meeting. He could only blame Lin Feng and Jestan for being too abnormal. They could fight against an Earth-Grade God Ancestor at the Saint Grade Realm.
Qing Yu Sheng was not dissatisfied. Qing You did not use tricks like Wu Ming at the last moment, so he deserved to lose the battle.
"In that case, let's have two groups fight each other. Lin Feng and Wu Ming, Jestan and Duan Long. How about that?" Qing Yu Sheng pointed at Lin Feng and Wu Ming, then looked at Jestan and Duan Long.
Ta Muxuan nodded slightly. He had no objections to this battle. It was obvious that today's court meeting was destined to be Lin Feng and Jestan's battlefield. Both of them were geniuses and outstanding among the Saint Grade God Ancestors. It would be very interesting to see both of them advance to the finals.
Therefore, this arrangement was very reasonable. At the same time, it would be normal if both of them were eliminated by Wu Ming and Duan Long. It could also prove that an Earth-Grade God Ancestor was still not a match for a Saint Grade God Ancestor.
This was the best of both worlds. Many people would not have any objections. In this way, Tai Zu immediately decided that Lin Feng would fight against Wu Ming, the Inferno Judge, and Jestan would fight against Duan Long, the Deputy City Lord of the Imperial City.
"The order of your battles should be based on the order of the first and second groups. Lin Feng and Wu Ming will fight first, then Jestan and Duan Long."
"But it's a little unfair for Lin Feng and Jestan to fight consecutively. How about this, you don't use your Yuan Qi to fight. In this way, it won't hurt the harmony and the winner can be determined. How about it?" Tai Zu considered the problem comprehensively to avoid any dissatisfaction.
Besides, after Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing's battle to the death, the Great Ancestor didn't want that to happen again. If he couldn't control himself, he would lose control of his emotions.
Lin Feng and the others nodded. Since they didn't need pure Qi, it didn't matter. As long as they had enough energy, pure Qi could help them. At least, that was what Lin Feng thought. Now that he had an ancestral body, he could fight without using pure Qi.
Maybe the ancestral body was his final body, thought Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, no matter what happens, I admire you!"
At that moment, Wu Ming arrived next to Lin Feng. He looked at Lin Feng with admiration. He had seen Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing fight. Even though the great ancestor had come out to save Lin Feng, everybody had been astonished by what had happened.
It was the same for him. He only admired Lin Feng, a Sacred-grade God Ancestor, but he did not despise him. He did not care whether he would be the champion or not. He only hoped that he could meet a suitable opponent so that he would not have any regrets.
Now, he felt that participating in the meeting was the right decision. No matter what happened, he would have no regrets. It was a blessing to have an opponent like Lin Feng.
"Brother Wu Ming, don't use illusion techniques on me later, hehe." Whispered Lin Feng in Wu Ming's ears. Wu Ming's facial expression drastically changed. He looked at Lin Feng in a cold sweat. He didn't understand how Lin Feng had seen through him so easily. Even the other leaders hadn't seen through him clearly, but Lin Feng had seen through him in one glance.
"I admire you, brother. I admire you." Wu Ming admired Lin Feng even more. He clenched his fists. He was lucky to have been able to fight against Lin Feng.
"Stop talking nonsense. This is a meeting, not a place for idle chatter. Why don't you start?" Dongfang Yuqing couldn't bear the sight of Lin Feng smiling at other people. He was jealous of Lin Feng's friendliness, so he couldn't help but shout furiously.
Lin Feng glared at Dongfang Yuqing and ignored him. He glanced at Wu Ming and nodded.
"I'm sorry." Wu Yu hadn't even finished speaking when he suddenly disappeared from his original position and reappeared in front of Lin Feng. His Thunderclap Palm crashed into Lin Feng's chest. Lin Feng groaned but he wasn't injured because at the same time, Lin Feng had also been pushed back a few steps, leaving only an afterimage.
Wu Ming's facial expression didn't change. He continued flying forwards. More and more demonic shadows appeared and the gloomy Qi was becoming denser and denser. Many strong cultivators were watching the battle seriously. Maybe it wouldn't be as spectacular as the battle between Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing, but it would definitely be recorded in history.
"Thunderclap Fist!" Wu Ming roared and frowned. He was unprecedentedly serious. He punched out with his fists, bringing along thousands of skeletons. He was like a death sentence judge who had just walked out of hell. He had fully inherited the characteristics of his master, Hanyan.
Han Yan watched from the side and nodded secretly. No matter who won or lost the battle, at least John Doe lived up to his reputation as the eldest disciple of the Infernal World Judge. This kind of murderous aura was enough to make people feel fear and dread.
"Haha, Han Yan, Wu Ming really does look like you." The Founding Ancestor was watching from the stage and couldn't help but laugh loudly. He hadn't seen Han Yan fight for a long time, but he could see how strong she was because of Wu Ming's strength.
"What do I look like? I'm just fighting blindly." Said Han Yan modestly. In front of the Founding Ancestor, nobody dared be arrogant.
The Founding Ancestor didn't say anything. He continued watching the battle. Wu Ming's attacks were extremely sharp. His Thunderclap Fist looked like an eagle's claws.
Lin Feng kept retreating. He rarely took the initiative to attack. Many people were disappointed. Could it be that Lin Feng had consumed too much energy during the battle? Why couldn't he attack first?
Indeed, Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing had consumed a lot of energy during the battle. Even though Nian Ling Jiao had given him some pills, those pills were pure Qi pills, they didn't replenish his energy. At that moment, Lin Feng didn't have enough energy, but he still had enough energy to attack.
"You've chased me for so long, it's time for me to fight back." Said Lin Feng while smiling. His left foot was firmly planted on the white stone floor of the arena. Immediately after, his entire body tilted and he punched out with both of his fists. Wu Ming's facial expression slightly changed. He had been focused on pushing Lin Feng back, but suddenly, Lin Feng had used both of his fists, he hadn't expected that.
The speed at which Lin Feng retreated wasn't as fast as Wu Ming's punches, therefore, Lin Feng's punch landed on Wu Ming's body. Wu Ming moved back a few steps, and in the end, his feet left the ground as if he had been sent flying.
Wu Ming clenched his teeth and stopped moving back. Then, he turned around and charged towards Lin Feng. Lin Feng only saw a blood-red silhouette appear in front of him. Wu Ming's gloomy Qi was becoming more and more powerful. Lin Feng's hair was standing on end.
"Eighteen Deadly Gloomy Slashes!" Wu Ming's eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, his two hands were like demonic knives. Terrifying rigid energy brought along gusts of chilly wind. It was as if a ghost had come out from hell. Eighteen Wind Slashes, each of them seemed to have a terrifying momentum.
Lin Feng was looking at the eighteen wind blades. Whooshing sounds filled the air as they moved towards Lin Feng like a hurricane. Each slash contained a terrifying force and sound, it sounded like a ferocious ghost kicking a coffin, it was extremely terrifying.
"No wonder you're a student of the Underworld Judge, but if you want to defeat me, that's not enough." Said Lin Feng while smiling coldly. He then took a step back and abruptly turned around. At that moment, he released his golden Buddha's light which looked like a wall. It was dazzling and dazzling as it moved towards the Eighteen Deadly Wind Blades.
KABOOM!
At that moment, the crisp and deafening sound of the collision spread into everyone's ears, making their eardrums hurt. Lin Feng's destructive power was simply too strong. Not only did the eighteen wind blades in the air break, but Wu Ming, who was controlling the eighteen wind blades, was also pushed back a few hundred meters by the Buddha's light.
Wu Ming glanced at the ground behind him. He was already out of the arena, which meant that if he retreated half a meter, he would lose the right to fight. He took a deep breath. His head was getting more and more painful. He could imagine that Lin Feng would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't think that it would be this difficult.
"I'm sorry, brother. I can only use the Divine Way." Wu Ming took a deep breath and his face became gloomy. He withdrew all his Qi back into his body. At that moment, Wu Ming was like a body of energy that was accumulating power, but the energy that was about to burst out would make the whole world go crazy.
Lin Feng sensed a sense of crisis and didn't dare to be careless. After all, Wu Ming was an Earth-Grade God Ancestor, who was qualified to compete for the position of overlord. Therefore, no matter how confident he was, he couldn't expect to defeat an Earth-Grade God Ancestor effortlessly.
It was time to use the Divine Way!
Suddenly, the entire arena became quiet. Wu Ming stood in the void and didn't say a word. His face was unusually calm. On the other hand, Lin Feng closed his eyes. The Buddha's light on his body didn't dissipate, but there was no threatening energy.
"What's wrong with the two of them?" Lu Zhan was a little confused, but he silently clenched his fists. As a servant, he hoped that his master could win in the end, but he knew that it would be very difficult. Wu Ming was an Earth-Grade God Ancestor, and no one dared to ignore this fact, no matter how powerful Lin Feng was.
Jestan silently watched Lin Feng's fighting moves, secretly shocked. Compared to before, when he saw Lin Feng again, Jestan could only use one word to describe the current Lin Feng, and that was, a qualitative change!
Lin Feng was no longer the Lin Feng from Eternal Kingdom. The current Lin Feng, whether it was strength or spirit, was far stronger than the Lin Feng from back then. Now, Lin Feng's temperament was no longer that of an overlord, but he was more like an overlord.
"Tsk tsk, I'm looking forward to fighting with you."
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