A Good Romance
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Ling Han and the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden went to the fourth level through the Transfer Formation.
As the winners of the competition, they still had a small privilege. They were allowed to bring one or two people into the fourth level, but this was only for the duration of the competition. After the competition, they had to leave within three days.
Those who wanted to spectate the competition were not so lucky, and could only pay to take the Transfer Formation.
No need!
The space of each level was so big, so would you be able to reach it in time?
This Transfer Formation cost one Star Stone each time, and they could not stay on the fourth level. They had to return on the same day they came, so going back and forth would cost two Star Stones.
Apparently, Alchemist Zi Cheng also had a share of the income from the Transfer Formation.
He really knew how to earn money.
After arriving at the fourth level, Ling Han and the others were arranged to stay. They would only stay here for four days at most. Additionally, the winners of the second and third levels were also staying here. They were basically the "natives" of the city, and they could directly return after the competition was over.
The winners of the fourth level were not here, and would only appear during the competition the next day.
However, in the middle of the night, a terrifying aura swept out, causing the 12 winners of this manor to immediately be startled awake.
So powerful!
They all opened the doors, and saw a man standing impressively in the sky. He was like a god, exuding a domineering aura.
"Zhao, Zhao Qingfeng …" Someone recognized this person, and called out his identity, but his voice was actually trembling.
Being able to enter the final rounds, which one of them did not have the talent of king tiers? However, they actually trembled at the mention of a name, which showed how terrifying Zhao Qingfeng's ferocity and strength were.
"Zhao Qingfeng …" Obviously, there were many people who had heard of him. The other king tiers also frowned, revealing expressions of wariness.
According to the rumors, Zhao Qingfeng was not only ridiculously powerful, but also cruel, and had a hobby of torturing and killing prodigies.
They definitely should not be targeted by him, or they would have to pray for their own good after leaving Alchemy City.
Zhao Qingfeng clasped his hands behind his back, and looked down at them from above, his eyes filled with strong disdain. "A bunch of trash, really trash, not even interested in making me move …"
Everyone couldn't help but become furious. Which one of them wasn't a king tier? One or two of them had even barely reached the emperor tier. Yet, you actually said that they were trash and trash. Who could endure this?
"I can't accept it." Zhao Qingfeng snickered. He stretched out a hand and pressed down. Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu. Countless streaks of green light descended from the sky. Those were green swords formed from the runes of the Great Dao, and they fell from the sky.
Weng, it was as if the Great Dao of the heavens was suppressing down, shockingly terrifying.
Everyone hurriedly attacked. Peng, peng, peng. The entire manor was destroyed in an instant. When the smoke and dust dispersed, most of the people were lying on the ground. Even if there were a few who were not lying down, they were injured.
A casual attack was able to injure over a dozen kings and even emperors. What kind of terrifying strength was this?
This is Zhao Qingfeng.
What was more frightening was that he was clearly already so strong, yet he was only one of the four Heavenly Kings under Yan Xianlu, and Yan Xianlu himself wasn't even the heir of a Ninth Heaven Celestial King!
"I've already said that you all are trash," Zhao Qingfeng said with a scoff. "I've come here this time to tell you all not to waste my time. Tomorrow, there is only one battle …"
His eyes were fixed on the only person who was still standing and unscathed.
Ling Han.
The Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden had already been drawn into the Black Tower by Ling Han.
"Ling Han," Zhao Qingfeng said calmly. Two balls of fire danced in his eyes. That was a blazing fighting spirit.
Ling Han was slightly surprised. The other actually knew his name. He, too, looked at the other. Though he was looking up at him, there was a sense of pride in him. In terms of aura, he was not the slightest bit inferior.
"That's right, I am Ling Han," he said calmly.
This Zhao Qingfeng was really very strong. Perhaps he was even stronger than he had been before he had been tempered by the flames of a Celestial King, but now, Ling Han had absolute confidence.
Ling Han did not dare to underestimate the prodigies of the world, but he was similarly filled with confidence.
Zhao Qingfeng grinned, and said, "You are very interesting. Tomorrow is the battle between you and me."
Was this reasonable?
There were a total of 16 people who had entered into the final rounds. Eight would advance, four would advance, and two would advance, and only then would they be able to battle again. You directly skipped three days of battle; aren't you afraid that Alchemist Zi Cheng would seek you out for revenge?
Though Ling Han had not seen this alchemist before, he could already confirm that he was definitely an old money-grubber.
"Hehe, we'll see," Ling Han said indifferently. Whether he had to fight his way to the finals step by step, or fight immediately, he was unafraid.
Zhao Qingfeng's eyes swept over them, and he said, "If you all do not voluntarily withdraw from the competition tomorrow, then none of you can think of returning alive. I, Zhao Qingfeng, am a man of my words!"
Arrogant enough, domineering enough, arrogant enough, but he was also strong enough.
Everyone fell silent. At first, some people still held a sliver of hope, but previously, they had been easily defeated by Zhao Qingfeng, so they naturally had completely lost their confidence.
In any case, they could not possibly win, so what difference did it make if they withdrew earlier or later?
They could not afford to offend Zhao Qingfeng.
The one who was even more unlucky was Ling Han. Now that he had been targeted by Zhao Qingfeng, he would definitely be tortured to death tomorrow.
"Ling Han, I look forward to the battle tomorrow. Definitely do not disappoint me, or else …" Zhao Qingfeng only cast a deep look at Ling Han, waved his hand, and swaggered off.
This arrogance had reached a certain level.
Ling Han propped up his chin in self-reflection. Had he been too low-key? You, Zhao Qingfeng, were only the subordinate of a Holy Son, yet could be arrogant to such an extent in Alchemy City.
Tomorrow, he would crush this guy!
Ling Han had already made his decision. No matter how freakish or prodigy Yan Xianlu was, that was a matter for the future. Right now, he was definitely displeased with Zhao Qingfeng. If he did not crush the latter, he would not be able to suppress his anger.
The manor had been flattened, but the other 15 did not plan to continue the competition, either. They did not mind. Some immediately left, while others were unwilling to give up, and placed their bets on Ling Han.
They hoped that Ling Han would put on a great comeback, and suppress Zhao Qingfeng.
In the end, this night still passed.
The next morning, Ling Han and the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden set out, heading towards the arena here. It was very close.
"What, the other participants have all withdrawn, and now there are only two people left?" In the arena, a manager couldn't help but wipe at his sweat when he heard the report of his subordinate.
The tickets had all been sold, but this kind of monster had actually appeared …
"Zhao Qingfeng …" He gritted his teeth. Would you f * * * * * * die if you fought a few more battles? You actually went to threaten the other participants, making them withdraw from the competition of their own accord.
Thankfully, thankfully, there was at least one person left. Otherwise, after struggling for 10 days to half a month, if the finals ended without any results, that would really be too much of a joke.
"There's no other way. We can only directly enter the finals," this manager said with a sigh.
Though Zhao Qingfeng was despicable, who would really dare reprimand him?
He was someone that had walked out from an Eighth Heaven Celestial King Tier force, so even a hair that fell from him was incredibly valuable. Furthermore, he was Yan Xianlu's follower. As the saying went, even if you beat a dog, you had to find its master. That was a supreme talent that would definitely become a Celestial King.
Who would dare offend him?
"Hopefully this Ling Han can work hard, and teach Zhao Qingfeng a good lesson," this manager said. Then, he shook his head.
This was impossible. Even the Holy Son of a Celestial King Tier force had been easily defeated by Zhao Qingfeng, so how could Ling Han possibly be nature-defying?
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