Du Feng did not draw his sword, nor did he use his gourd. He simply raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at his opponent's head.
"I'll ask you again. Are you sure you want to challenge me?"
Du Feng was really mischievous. He had already stood up and asked again. Even the Beastman in the leaves couldn't stand it anymore.
"Cut the crap. Go to hell!"
The bearded man was already impatient. He waved his long saber and charged at Du Feng. However, he had just taken a step and hadn't started running yet. He saw Du Feng's index finger point in the air, and then there was a poof.
A transparent energy shot through the air, piercing through the bearded man's glabella and coming out from the back of his head.
Ah, that's it?
Many independent martial artists were dumbfounded. They felt that the bearded man was quite fierce. How could he be killed by that pretty boy with just a finger? Furthermore, he destroyed his sea of consciousness and didn't even dig out his soul. This pretty boy was really ruthless.
Actually, it wasn't that Du Feng was ruthless, but that he didn't want to leave any future trouble. Because if he didn't kill this person completely, the Yellow Emperor would definitely fish him out again. At that time, he would let the tiger return to the mountain and leave behind future trouble. Sooner or later, the other party would come to take revenge on him. It was better to just kill him directly.
"How is it? The number of people is suitable now, right?"
Du Feng retracted his finger and clapped his hands. Then, he returned to the middle of the two teams.
What did that mean? Weren't there two more people just now? Why did he say that the number of people was suitable when he only killed one? Was he going to withdraw from the competition? However, they saw that Du Feng was standing between the Azure Emperor's disciple and the Flame Emperor's disciple. It didn't look like he was going to withdraw.
"Here, there's another one dead here!"
Someone shouted. Everyone turned their heads and saw that a cultivator had actually died in the crowd.
Just now, Du Feng imitated Canyang's Canyang Finger and pierced through the back of the burly man's head, bypassing the previous analysis of the two people, and then killed the martial artist behind him. Therefore, he pierced through two people at once, which just happened to meet the number of people needed.
"Hiss …"
Many of the martial artists present felt a chill run down their spines, thinking that this was too ruthless. That warrior didn't challenge you to a duel, so how did you kill him?
In fact, only Du Feng himself knew that the person had secretly concealed the hidden weapon. He was definitely planning to launch a sneak attack on Du Feng during the competition. He was definitely not a good person. Although he didn't know if he was going to ambush him or the burly man, he would use him to remove one of the spots.
"This kid is not bad. Do you want to accept him?"
No one on the stage saw the little trick of pulling out the hidden weapon, but this kind of thing definitely couldn't escape the eyes of the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court. The Flame Emperor looked at Du Feng and asked the Azure Emperor if he wanted to accept Du Feng as his disciple. Because Du Feng's appearance and fighting style were more similar to his.
"If he doesn't want to acknowledge me as his master, I can't force him. Why don't you give it a try?"
The Azure Emperor also felt that Du Feng was not bad, but the problem was that he was one of the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court. Since Du Feng hadn't come to acknowledge him as his master, he couldn't possibly beg him to be his disciple. Moreover, there were countless young geniuses in the Heaven Realm. He didn't need a disciple like Du Feng.
"Hehe, my cultivation technique isn't suitable for him."
The Flame Emperor shrugged, indicating that he also wouldn't accept Du Feng as his disciple.
"If the cultivation technique isn't suitable, then that might not be the case."
The Azure Emperor naturally knew that the Flame Emperor mainly cultivated a fire-type cultivation technique. Currently, it seemed that Du Feng was using sword energy, but who could be sure that he didn't use a fire-type cultivation technique?
"This round is over. Everyone, come down."
Just as everyone was discussing, the Yellow Emperor announced the end of this round. He also paid attention to Du Feng for a while, but he quickly looked away. Du Feng looked calm on the surface, but he was actually guarding against the Yellow Emperor's consciousness from invading his Small World again.
Before he broke through to the Immortal Emperor Realm, he couldn't stop people like the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court from invading his Small World with their consciousness. Thus, he could only be careful and try his best to hide his secret. If it really didn't work, he could expose the White Bone Banner. If it still didn't work, he would have to rely on Xiao Hei.
After all, Du Feng wasn't the only one with a Divine Beast. As the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court, they might not have the nerve to snatch it directly.
However, Du Tulong's secret definitely couldn't be exposed. If he were to be exposed, it might involve the survival of the Heaven Realm, or even the entire Higher Realm. Right now, Du Feng sincerely felt that he had to let Du Tulong advance as soon as possible.
If it weren't for the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court watching, he wanted to get a few Battle Beasts for Du Tulong to eat right now.
Amidst the clamor, everyone got off the stage. Next was the time to draw straws, which would decide who to fight against. Based on past experience, the arenas should be divided into eight equal parts, or at least four. With eight arenas competing at the same time, the efficiency would be higher. There were still many people left, and it would take a long time to fight one-on-one.
However, for some reason, the Yellow Emperor had no intention of splitting the arenas. He actually let the contestants go up one by one. This way, only two people could go up at a time. Even if the two of them perished together, only two people would be eliminated.
"This Yellow Emperor is deliberately stalling for time."
The Sky Emperor looked at the contestants waiting below the stage and turned to Emperor Le.
"So what? Let my nephews do their best."
As she spoke, Emperor Le even started giggling. She laughed so hard that the Great Beginning on her chest bounced up and down, causing the Sky Emperor to stare blankly at her. She had already reached such a high level of Cultivation, but she still couldn't get rid of her old habits.
Du Feng drew straws and realized that he was number 666. This number was quite interesting, but he didn't know what it meant.
The allocation of contestants for this round was a little special. It wasn't based on Cultivation, nor was it based on the number of contestants. For example, someone had caught more than 2,000 contestants, but there weren't that many contestants. Someone had caught the first contestant, but that didn't mean he was the number one expert.
"Number 666 versus Number 521."
Was there a need to be so anxious? Du Feng had just killed two people, and now he was called up again. However, this was good too. After this round, he could rest for a long time. This was because the arena could only accommodate two people at a time, and the next round would have to be repeated.
Who was Number 521? Du Feng looked up and saw a young man in blue jumping onto the arena. His movement techniques were not bad. One look and one could tell that he had been taught by a famous teacher. This person wasn't an independent warrior, but the disciple of an Immortal Emperor. If he remembered correctly, their small group had five people.
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