"Brother Du, how did I do?"
Fu Xi jumped down from the stage and landed next to Du Feng, raising his eyebrows in satisfaction.
When Du Feng had fought Huyan Bao, he had been interrupted by the Poison Monarch of the Western Continent and had failed to seriously injure his opponent. This time, Fu Xi had purposely shown weakness. Even the Poison Monarch and Grandpa Lan had been tricked by him. In the end, he had suddenly used a vicious move and beaten Huang Zhike into a paraplegic. Everything below the neck was useless.
Such a heavy injury would require a long period of recuperation. He wouldn't be able to participate in the next round at all, which was equivalent to forfeiting the competition. Even if he recovered and could move again, he wouldn't be able to display the strength of an Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivator for the next few months. There weren't many Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivators on the Western Continent, so his injuries this time were not light.
"Impressive, impressive. I'll have to learn from you."
Du Feng was speaking from the bottom of his heart. His previous performance had been too eye-catching, and he had easily won. This had attracted the attention of the Poison Monarch of the Western Continent, who had intervened early on. If he acted like Fuxi and pretended to be weak, he might be able to find an opportunity to beat his opponent up and force him out of the competition.
"Well done!"
Yinglong, who was watching from the sidelines, also gave a thumbs up. Both he and Fu Xi came from ancient clans, even though the Fu Clan didn't live in Kun Mountain. But Fu Xi's victory had brought glory to the ancient clans. Yinglong was naturally very happy. After all, he had lost to Shangguan Yun before, so this was a comeback.
Fuxi grinned innocently, and his expression was quite proud. After all, he had just broken through to the first level of the Ultimate Emperor Realm in Cultivation, so this kind of performance was no exaggeration. It had to be known that the Poison Monarch of the Western Continent, Huang Zhike, was a veteran Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivator with a wealth of combat experience. Who would have thought that he would be defeated by a newcomer?
"Stop showing off. Watch the next match with me."
The next match, which was the one that Miss Lan mentioned, involved Battle Formation Masters. As an Array Master, Du Feng naturally wanted to see how an Array Master would face an opponent in the arena. If he could learn it, it would be of great help to his future combat.
So young! When he saw the Battle Formation Master walk up the stage, Du Feng was dumbfounded. He looked to be in his twenties and had a bright smile on his face. He was dressed in a white Daoist robe with a Tai Chi symbol of Yin and Yang embroidered on his chest and back. It was similar to the robes of the grey-robed and yellow-robed old Daoists.
This was because this person was also a warrior of the Benevolence Sect. To be precise, he was the Chief Formation Master of the Benevolence Sect. His name was Zhangsun Yixue. Just by looking at his appearance, one could tell that he wasn't a martial artist who walked the wild path. Although Du Feng wasn't fat, he had a lot of muscles on his body. After all, it was impossible for him to not have muscles since he frequently trained his body.
However, this Zhangsun Yixue's skin was fairer than a girl's, and his fingers were also thin. One look and you could tell that he didn't usually carry heavy things. His long hair was tied up behind his back, almost reaching his waist. If he were to wear women's clothing, many people would definitely mistake him for someone else.
"Wow, look at that handsome guy up there!"
The female audience members were still sad over Huang Zhike's failure. When they saw Zhangsun Yixue walk up the stage, they immediately forgot about him. This Zhangsun Yixue was much more handsome than Huang Zhike. He was so exquisite that it didn't distinguish between genders. Even Du Feng suspected that he was a member of the Elf Clan.
Normally, no matter how good looking a human warrior was, they wouldn't look like this. Zhangsun Yixue's appearance was somewhat similar to the Queen of the Far North, the Wood Spirit girl, and other members of the Elf Clan.
The person standing in front of Zhangsun Yixue was average looking. He was about 1.7 meters tall and his skin was a little sallow. He looked to be about 37 or 38 years old. He hadn't reached the age of a middle-aged uncle, but he wasn't young either. This was just his appearance, but his actual age must be a little older.
This person wasn't simple either. He was a saber expert, and a dual saber user. He held a Yanchi saber in each hand. His gaze was calm and undisturbed, and he wasn't disturbed by the audience. His Cultivation was at the third level of the Ultimate Emperor Realm, which wasn't high among the competitors.
Zhangsun Yixue probably wouldn't be able to win so easily. Du Feng looked at the dual saber user in coarse clothing and immediately knew that he was an expert. People like him usually didn't have much talent, but they trained very hard. Just by looking at the calluses on his hands and the thick joints of his fingers, it was obvious that he had trained too much.
Cultivators like him who relied on hard work to climb to the top had a special trait, and that was their mental fortitude. Even if they were injured, they wouldn't panic and would often be able to counterattack and win at the last moment. Moreover, their foundations were quite solid, and they rarely made mistakes in their moves.
It was unknown what the organizers were thinking when they arranged for these two to compete together. One was a formation genius from the Benevolence Sect, and the other was a dual saber user with a solid foundation. Both of them were normal human cultivators. They didn't know how to transform, nor did they have the bloodlines of the Dragons or Phoenixes. But it was this kind of competition that made Du Feng look forward to it even more.
He wanted to see how Zhangsun Yixue would use formations on the spot, and he also wanted to see the dual saber user's meticulous saber techniques. The fact that there were no beast or demon transformations made the competition seem more fair. Both of them relied on their own abilities to display the techniques that human cultivators had mastered to the extreme.
"Tsk tsk tsk … this is going to be a good fight."
Fuxi could also tell that the yellow-faced man wielding dual blades was absolutely not simple. Although his appearance was ordinary, his small eyes revealed his ability and calmness. If he could place a bet here, he wanted to bet on the dual saber user, Gao Guofeng.
"Don't be in such a hurry, take your time and watch!"
Du Feng also felt that Gao Guofeng had a good chance of winning, but he didn't dare to underestimate Zhangsun Yixue. After all, no one understood the formation arena well. Perhaps he had some special method that could break the rules and obtain victory. The competition of the Roll of Honor didn't allow one to make a move early. Only after the referee announced the start of the match could the two competitors attack. Even formation masters were no exception.
"Let the match begin!"
As expected, Zhangsun Yixue only took out the formation flag when Grandpa Lan announced the start of the match. That's right, his weapon wasn't a saber or a sword, but a formation flag. The color was similar to a normal formation flag, a dark blue lacquer with a black handle. But the material was a bit special, and it looked very hard.
What was he doing? Was he going to use the formation flag as a saber?
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