Actually, among the remaining contestants, there were a few Level 8 Immortal Lord Cultivation cultivators who could be Du Feng's opponents. After all, one of them was an independent martialist. But the Yellow Emperor had not arranged for such a weak opponent for Du Feng, nor had he arranged for a peak Level 9 Immortal Lord disciple. Therefore, he had given Du Feng a difficult and cooperative arrangement within a limited range.
"Tsk, all you know is to brag. You even defeated my Brother Du in three moves. Let me say that he went back to his hometown in three moves. "
Fu Xi was extremely displeased to see the Celestial Emperor's disciple boasting in the arena.
"Kid, if you can kill him, I'll reward you with this pill."
The Flame Emperor was itching to see the Celestial Emperor's disciple enter the arena. The Celestial Emperor was in cahoots with Emperor Le, purposely causing trouble from behind. Even if Du Feng did not fight with contestant number 100, his own disciple would meet him sooner or later. Rather than letting his own disciple fight and cause both sides to suffer, it would be better to encourage Du Feng.
Du Feng looked at the scarlet pill. It was of high quality, and would definitely help with his Cultivation. In any case, even if the Flame Emperor had not raised the price, he would have done his best. He still had not settled the score with the Celestial Emperor's Shadow Assassins for attacking him.
"Alright, then I shall respectfully accept."
He agreed readily. He had to fight contestant number 100 anyway, and he could earn a high quality pill for free. But the only difference was that he had to kill his opponent, not just defeat.
Similarly, in order to win the pill, Du Feng could not just jump down and admit defeat. Because if he did, he would not be able to get the reward. Actually, even if he wanted to admit defeat, the Celestial Emperor's disciple would not allow him to jump off the arena. This was a fight to the death.
"Fight, start!"
Du Feng had just landed on the arena when the Yellow Emperor announced the start of the fight. The moment he said this, the Celestial Emperor's disciple disappeared from his spot.
What a fast movement technique. He was really fast. Like Du Feng, he was also dressed in white. He left a white afterimage behind him, and the bright silver sword in his hand was especially dazzling.
"Look, that's the Breeze Sword Technique!"
Someone below the stage immediately recognized that contestant number 100 was using the Breeze Sword Technique. Although the name of the swordsmanship was ordinary, its specialty was speed.
"What do you know? That was the Cosmic Sunflare Sword Incantation!"
The other person seemed to have better eyesight. He could tell that the sword technique used by contestant number one hundred was not simple. While the two of them were chatting, the bright silver sword had already arrived in front of Du Feng. But for some reason, Du Feng still didn't move. Did he not react, or did he want to die?
Puff … The bright silver sword of the Trance Sword seemed to have pierced into Du Feng's body. What was going on? Did this number 666 Du Feng come here to die?
Of course not. The moment he was struck by the sword. The moment he was pierced, the Du Feng suddenly split into thirteen Du Feng's, surrounding contestant number one hundred. Each of the Du Feng's was holding a Dragon Riding Sword, which was surrounded by purple electric arcs.
"Child's play!"
As a disciple of the Celestial Emperor, contestant number one hundred certainly knew that this was the Doppelganger Technique. The so-called Doppelganger Technique was actually a kind of illusion. It didn't really create twelve doppelgangers. He twisted his body in an arc, intending to sweep away all the doppelgangers.
Clang!
Things were a little different from what he had imagined. Contestant number one hundred had just swept out with his sword, but it was blocked by the first Du Feng's Dragon Riding Sword. In that case, the first doppelganger should be the real body, and the others should be illusions. But for some reason, the other Du Feng's all raised their swords and stabbed at him.
Some stabbed the head, some stabbed the heart, and some stabbed the dantian. The most ruthless one stabbed the vital part in the middle of the thigh. At this time, he was ready to castrate contestant number one hundred.
Hiss … Even though he knew that these were all illusions, contestant number one hundred couldn't help but feel a chill in his lower body. He hurriedly put up his True Essence shield.
As soon as he put up his shield, he heard a loud bang. Attacked from behind, his True Essence shield was in danger. What was going on? Wasn't the real body fighting with him? Why was he attacked from behind? He hurriedly turned around to counterattack, and his sword struck Du Feng's back.
But the sword struck empty air, as if it had struck a projection. That was indeed an illusion.
Frankly speaking, contestant number one hundred was a little confused at this moment. In fact, many of the audience below were also confused. In their view, Du Feng had just used an illusion, and there was nothing brilliant about it. Why was the Celestial Emperor's disciple, who used the Cosmic Sunflare Sword Art, at a disadvantage?
One had to know that the Clear Breeze Sword Art's Clear Breeze Movement Technique, combined with the Cosmic Sunflare Sword Art's sword art, could be said to be equal in speed and attack power. But in reality, no matter how fast he was, it was useless, because he couldn't find Du Feng's real body. It didn't matter how powerful he was, because all he struck was the illusion.
"Come out, don't play tricks. If you have the ability, fight me with your real body."
Contestant number one hundred's Cosmic Sunflare Sword Art had always been successful, but he didn't expect to be defeated as soon as he went up on stage. He quickly waved the sword in his hand, but every time he struck, it was an illusion, and he was constantly attacked by Du Feng.
Although he could occasionally block a portion of Du Feng's real attacks, most of them stabbed into the True Essence shield, and many cracks had already appeared.
Contestant number one hundred was almost stabbed by Du Feng several times, and he was already extremely angry. He knew that if this continued, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. Du Feng's illusions kept switching between real and fake. When he was attacked, it was fake, but when he attacked, it became real. No matter how fast he attacked, he couldn't withstand the attacks of 13 Du Feng's one after another.
"Damn it, you forced me to do this!"
A vast power surged out of contestant number one hundred, and it felt like the whole arena was shaking. The thirteen Du Fengs all started to shake as well. It was as if they were blown to the side by a hurricane, and their bodies were slightly tilted.
This vast power grew stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow the whole arena. In the face of such a huge power, Du Feng should be unable to avoid it. But for some reason, his pile of illusions was still shaking, and they weren't blown away. They were just shaking more and more, as if they couldn't hold on any longer.
Actually, there were a few times when the Sky Emperor wanted to remind his disciple to tell him where Du Feng's real body was. But the problem was that the Azure Emperor and the Flame Emperor were present, and they couldn't let him have his way. He could only watch as his disciple consumed his True Essence quickly on the arena.
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