His sparring partner was truly a good friend. He was willing to get injured in order to help Du Feng increase his strength. Without his help, Du Feng wouldn't have been able to become so proficient in his movements and battle techniques in such a short amount of time. Of course, he was also very good at attacking the wrist, which wasn't too important. He'd poked a small hole in the wrist and prevented it from exploding. For an Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivator, this was a small wound that could easily heal.
"Not bad, not bad! The effects are obvious!"
Just as Du Feng was expressing his gratitude to his sparring partner, Grandpa Lan walked in, clapping his hands. This sparring partner was his last disciple, and his strength was second only to his first disciple, Zheng Kezhao. If Du Feng could defeat him, then he'd have the confidence to participate in next month's competition.
"Why do I feel like I'm extra?!"
When Fu Xi was around, he and Du Feng couldn't even win against each other. After he'd withdrawn, Du Feng had actually won against his sparring partner. This meant that he really was extra.
"Don't be discouraged. You should train well too."
In truth, Grandpa Lan could tell that Du Feng really wasn't his disciple's match at the beginning, but this guy was improving too quickly. But this guy's progress was too fast. From hand-to-hand combat to the use of weapons, to the final showdown of movement techniques and combat skills, he was constantly improving.
When he'd first picked up a weapon, Du Feng's body had been covered in wounds from the sparring partner's whipping. When he'd started training again, he wasn't easily hit anymore. In the end, he'd even relied on his sword to defeat Canyang.
"Master, this little brother isn't bad. Tell Mengxi to seize this opportunity."
The sparring partner looked at Du Feng and nodded. He seemed to approve of Du Feng.
Seize what opportunity? Du Feng felt a mountain of pressure weigh down on him when he saw his sparring partner's serious expression and Grandpa Lan's face full of smiles. It was true that he and Miss Lan were good friends, but they hadn't reached the stage of romance yet.
"Hahaha, Brother Du, you're too charming. Even I'm basking in your light."
Fu Xi laughed heartily when he saw Du Feng's dumbfounded expression. He had indeed basked in Du Feng's light to have such a good sparring partner.
"Uh …" Du Feng was speechless again. This Fuxi was too mischievous. Thankfully, Miss Lan had never mentioned this to him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the face to continue living in the Blue Manor. He'd truly caused quite a bit of trouble for the Lan Manor and Grandpa Lan recently. He had to repay him well in the future. of time.
In fact, Du Feng chose to sign up for the martial arts competition on the blue family side and achieved good results, which is the best reward for the blue old man. Every big family was trying to rope in geniuses, especially geniuses like Du Feng.
"Okay, you should get some rest. Tomorrow is the third round of the month. After that, you'll be free for the rest of the month."
For the first half of the month, those who were below the fifth level of the Extreme King Cultivation would have to fight three rounds. It didn't matter if they won or lost the first two rounds, they still had to participate in the third round. Of course, Demon Cultivator Kato, who had his Cultivation crippled by Du Feng, was an exception. Even if he wanted to participate, he didn't have the ability.
There was also Poison King's subordinate, Huang Zhike, who had been beaten by Fu Xi until he was paralyzed. He'd probably need a few months to recover before he could fight again. Although the tournament used a round-robin system, not an elimination system, there were fewer and fewer participants.
"Brother Du, you won't meet Shangguan Yun, will you?"
"No. I think she'll be first tomorrow."
They had discussed this before, and Du Feng didn't think Zhuo Donglai would be that stupid. Although he could be biased in the arena, he couldn't compete on behalf of Shangguan Yun. So, he wouldn't arrange a strong opponent for her so early on.
"Okay, let's see if you're right tomorrow."
Du Feng's match was tomorrow, so Fu Xi wanted to watch it.
"No, don't go tomorrow. Stay here and practice. Don't let the old man down."
The sparring partner hadn't left yet, which was what Grandpa Lan wanted. Although Du Feng was good, Fu Xi wasn't. He wanted to increase his training.
When Fu Xi heard he was going to be beaten again, his face looked like a bitter gourd. Last time he was beaten, his face was swollen, and his forehead was swollen. It had taken him a long time to recover. If he got beaten again, he'd be unable to see anyone for a while.
"Don't worry. There won't be any elites tomorrow. I'll be back soon."
Du Feng's words were really arrogant. He directly concluded that his opponent in the third round tomorrow was not strong enough. In the second round, he'd met Demon Jiateng, which was a very strong opponent for anyone below the fifth level of the Ultimate King Level. Zhuo Donglai couldn't always find someone to beat Du Feng. He reckoned that the next difficult opponent would only be in the later matches.
After telling Fu Xi to practice, Du Feng went back to his room to rest. He took out the Sound Transmitting Talisman and contacted his friends in the Far North Continent. They were all doing well. The far north had developed farming and livestock, and the fishing industry was doing well. Everyone was eating well and wearing warm clothes. They were very grateful to Queen Fu Yao.
Yes, they were grateful to Queen Fu Yao. Because Du Feng had just quelled the rebellion, he left the far north. The rest of the work was done by Fu Yao. Even Chang Tianjie and Shang Zhongyan were now following behind Fu Yao, busy with all sorts of things. They had already regarded her as the new King of the Extreme North.
It wasn't that Chang Tianjie and Shang Zhongyan had betrayed Du Feng, but they knew Fu Yao had a special relationship with Du Feng. She was pretty and had a high level of Cultivation. Who knew when she would end up with the master? So, they might as well start sucking up to him now.
"Alright, you two just follow her and work hard."
Du Feng didn't need to tell them anything. Fu Yao was in charge of everything in the far north. And with Chang Tianjie and Shang Zhongyan's help, there was nothing to worry about. As long as the surrounding large sea beasts were frightened by Little Black, they did not dare to approach.
Everything was going well, so Du Feng was relieved. After so many days of continuous training, he was tired. He might as well have a good sleep and wait for the next day's competition.
He had a good sleep. Du Feng only woke up when the sky was bright. He ate breakfast and strolled to the plaza. Shangguan Yun's competition had just started. Many warriors who idolized Shangguan Yun had been waiting for a long time. Du Feng didn't care. If he met her, he would watch. If not, he didn't care.
This time, Shangguan Yun's opponent was an old man. His Cultivation was good and he seemed to be at the fifth level of the Ultimate Emperor Realm. He didn't know where he found this unlucky guy. He was probably here to be a stepping stone for Alliance Master Shangguan.
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