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Chapter 1757

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Outer sect disciples didn't have their own masters. They just lived their own lives in the sect. Only those who performed outstandingly could be chosen by the hall master or the elders, and then become an inner disciple. In the first round of the battle royale, Zhao Shixiong had relied on luck to take advantage of the four experts. In the second round of the group stage, he once again basked in the glory of the bald old man. In the following third round, he would have to rely on his own abilities.

Because there were more people in the group stage, the matches were not over yet. Du Feng asked around and found out that it would probably take an entire day. The few people he cared about had already finished competing, so there was no point in watching anymore. He might as well go back to his room to practice. At the moment, he was at Level 6 of the Earth Celestial Cultivation Stage. It would be difficult for him to advance another level during the competition.

However, there was one martial art that he could still practice, and that was the Dragons' Golden Scale Protection Technique. He heard from his master, Hong Xiuzhen, that as long as the disciple was a human, he would be able to use the Demon Clan's cultivation methods. If that was the case, then he wouldn't have to hide miserably anymore. After all, the Yuxian Sect was more open-minded than the small Immortal Cities like Season City. They wouldn't go so far as to ban the demonic race's techniques.

Now that he had cultivated 18 golden scales, his defense was slightly higher than a middle-grade Inborn Spiritual Weapon, but not as good as an Inborn Spiritual Weapon. Only when he had 32 golden scales would he be able to reach the defensive level of a high-grade Innate Spiritual Artifact. However, it didn't matter. Even if he only added one piece, it would still increase his Defense. It was just that the increase wouldn't be as obvious.

"Senior Brother Du, you're going back so early? Today's matter is all thanks to you. "

Du Feng left his seat and walked outside. Zhao Shixiong was already there waiting for him. It seemed that he had come to express his gratitude. As an outer court disciple, he didn't have the qualifications to sit in the inner court disciples' seating area, so he could only wait outside.

"Play well and try to get a good result."

Du Feng knew that Zhao Shixiong was very hardworking. If his results were passable, he might be selected to become an inner disciple of one of the halls. The treatment of inner sect disciples was much better than that of outer sect disciples. Merely the opportunity to enter the Sword Pagoda for free had caused him to be extremely greedy.

"Yes, definitely!"

Zhao Shixiong clenched his fists and made up his mind. When he raised his head, he discovered that Du Feng had already floated away. For some reason, he sighed and shook his head. Logically speaking, Du Feng's life in the Yuxian Sect had been smooth sailing and he had even helped him a lot. There shouldn't be anything to sigh about.

Du Feng quickly returned to his residence. He did not like to be disturbed when he was cultivating, so the first thing he did when he entered the house was to close the doors and windows and activate the array formation. No matter how lively the battle at the martial arts arena was, he didn't care. As for Shan Tianfan, Zheng Kenan, and Wei Yannan's matches, he didn't want to watch them.

"Junior Brother is really a quiet person. He went back to cultivate by himself again."

"That's right. How can he not watch other people's battles? I heard that Shan Tianfan and Wei Yannan's strength increased greatly after returning from outside. Zheng Kenan's strength cannot be underestimated."

The Senior Sisters still couldn't understand why Du Feng left. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles. It was always good to watch the opponent's matches and sum up some experience. Because Qin Mingtang's side guaranteed the Queen of the Extreme North, Shan Tianfan and Zheng Kenan both needed to participate in the group stage.

"Shut up and watch your matches. Don't be so smug after just winning one match."

As a result, the three of them had just chatted for a while when they were scolded by their master, Hong Xiuzhen. She was really speechless towards these three female disciples. It was obvious that Du Feng was making the best use of his time to cultivate and did not let go of a single second. Today's group stage was of no reference value to a player of Du Feng's strength. There was really no need to watch it.

However, the three female disciples wanted to see how he fought. Because the three of them would have to fight alone. If they encountered a stronger opponent, they would likely be eliminated.

Tsk … Master is biased towards Junior Brother.

The three female disciples were very unconvinced in their hearts. They admitted that Junior Brother Du's talent was high and his strength was strong, but their master's bias was too obvious. However, the three of them did not dare to say it out loud. They just secretly mocked Xu Que.

As expected, Wei Yannan, Shan Tianfan, and Zheng Kenan all won very easily because their opponents were too weak. They were not on the same level at all. Before they even started fighting, their opponents were so scared that they automatically admitted defeat. It was very rare for a strong team to meet a strong team in the group stage. The sect would not arrange that at all. If a few talented disciples were eliminated at the beginning, it would be unfair to them and it would also be a loss to the sect.

Seeing this result, the three Senior Sisters seemed to understand why Junior Brother Du didn't even look at them and left directly. When they returned home after dark, Du Feng had been practicing in his room for several hours.

Not only that, but Du Feng did not even rest at night. Because his Golden Scale Protection Art happened to be at the critical point. If he cultivated all night, he should be able to cultivate the 19th golden scale by the next morning. With his current cultivation level at Level 6 of the Earth Celestial Stage, it should not be difficult to cultivate the first 20 golden scales.

In fact, there was another person on the field who left earlier than Du Feng. After announcing that she was recommended and did not need to participate in the group stage, she left directly. This person was the Queen of the Extreme North. Because the Queen of the Extreme North practiced harder, she did not even have time to earn Contribution Points in addition to entering the Sword Pagoda to practice actual combat.

But fortunately, entering the Sword Pagoda also made her earn a lot of Contribution Points, so she exchanged them for a good set of Body Arts. In addition, the Second Elder of the Qinming Hall taught her the Mysterious Ice Sword Art alone, so her combat power could be said to have risen sharply. Not to mention Jing Lili, even if Young Master Xie met her now, he might not be her opponent.

In fact, there were people privately discussing the fact that the Queen of the Extreme North and Du Feng left the arena early. Some people said that it was because they were both diligent in their cultivation, but others said that the two must have an affair. They entered the sect together, and now even their habits were the same. Who would believe that there was no affair between them?

Even some busybodies deliberately followed them from a distance to observe. When they saw that the Queen of the Extreme North returned to the Qinming Hall, and Du Feng also returned to his residence in the Red Leaves Hall, they knew that these people thought too much. They really went back to practice hard, and they were not the same as these vulgar people who only knew how to gossip.

Early the next morning, Du Feng opened the door of the house, stretched himself, and moved his body to relax his muscles. After practicing all night, he was a little tired. He did not intend to go back to the house to sleep, but came out for a walk. The body of a martial artist was not so weak. As long as he moved, he could compete on the stage.

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