"Hahaha, good!"
Commander Pang saw that his son's body was covered in spikes and was already in an invincible position. He immediately merged with his battle beast as soon as he entered the arena, neither arrogant nor rash, nor did he underestimate his enemy.
"And a long-haired pig!"
Du Feng rested his chin on his hand and looked at the gigantic Pang Zhen playfully. This guy with spikes all over his body was really not easy to deal with, but there seemed to be one place that was not protected.
"Die!"
When Pang Zhen ran, it was as if a small mountain was moving, causing the ground to tremble. He then looked at Du Feng, who was not far away. His slender body and gentle appearance made people feel nervous for him.
Iron Mountain Thrust! Pang Zhen's right index finger rapidly grew in size as he ran. The large steel spike was like an iron spear, shining with a metallic luster and powerful. His so-called use of only one finger turned out to be a combat skill.
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. It seemed that Du Feng could not dodge and was about to be pierced by the steel spike. Suddenly, his vision blurred and he disappeared.
"Go to hell …"
Pang Zhen missed and leaned forward, his butt sticking up high. Du Feng just happened to appear behind him and aimed a kick at his butt. The tip of his slender foot just happened to avoid the steel thorns on the side and stabbed into his anus.
"Ah!"
The huge Pang Zhen let out a scream and rolled a few times on the ground. The battle beast fusion was automatically canceled. He sat there holding his butt, tears flowing out of his eyes from the pain.
"I only need one finger to deal with you."
Du Feng grinned, revealing two rows of small white teeth. He did not forget to lift his foot and shake it, making Pang Zhen's butt tighten again. This fatty had just learned the battle beast fusion and thought he could show off, but he did not expect to be dealt a severe blow.
"How about it, am I qualified?"
Du Feng did not put his foot down, but turned his toes towards the Sixth Prince. Just now, this Sixth Brother said that he was not qualified to participate in the Qingyang Sect trial. Now he could use his feet to discuss this issue. His goal was simple. If he still felt that he was not qualified, then he could come down and fight.
"I see that the Seventh Prince's speed is amazing, his battle beast must be of a high level. What do you think?"
Although it was the Sixth Prince who provoked Du Feng, he did not have the final say on the matter. The Queen had to agree, so the Second Prince took the opportunity to raise this question.
"It seems that the Seventh Prince summoned an agility type battle beast. Could it be a Cai Luan?"
"It seems that the Seventh Prince summoned an agility type battle beast. I think it's a Golden Roc."
"A Golden Golden Roc is not that powerful. I think it's a Golden Roc Peng." After all, if it had such power even before hatching, its grade would definitely not be low.
Under the Second Prince and, the battle, the Second Prince and the Emperor, the Dragon. However, she also brought up another condition, which was that they had to be at least Body Tempering Stage Seven to participate in the trial three months later. The Seventh Prince's cultivation had stagnated at Body Tempering Stage Three for many years without any progress. It was already difficult for him to break through to Body Tempering Stage Five in just three months, let alone Body Tempering Stage Seven.
On the other hand, the Thirteenth Prince had already reached Body Tempering Stage Seven at such a young age. Even if he didn't cultivate for three months, he would still be qualified for the trial. The rule of the Qingyang Sect was to have five layers of Body Tempering Realm, but the Queen had purposely increased it to the seventh layer. Her sinister intentions were evident.
The Second Prince wanted to argue, but Du Feng waved his hand to show that it didn't matter. He was busy.
"Wait!"
The altar had been destroyed, and the conditions had been confirmed. Just as everyone was about to leave, two people were suddenly stopped by Du Feng.
"What do you want? Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you're a prince."
Commander Pang, who had been stopped, flew into a rage. He supported his son, Pang Zhen, and really wanted to sneak away while no one was paying attention. He had been humiliated enough today. If it weren't for the Second Prince, he would have killed Du Feng.
"What about the bet?"
Du Feng didn't care if he was angry or not. He waved his hand. He had yet to pay the ten Crystal Stones from the bet, so it was impossible for him to go back on his word in front of everyone.
"You said you only used one finger, so …"
Pang Zhen, of course, didn't want his father to take out ten Crystal Stones. After all, Crystal Stones were a necessary resource for martial artists to cultivate. Therefore, he wanted to find fault with his words and renege on the ten Crystal Stones.
"I said a finger. I didn't say if it was a finger or a toe."
Du Feng raised his foot and shook it, proving that he had indeed used one finger. Not a finger, but a big toe.
"I'll make you pay for this sooner or later."
Commander Pang was not a child, after all. He couldn't afford to lose face in front of so many officials, so he threw a cloth bag and turned to leave.
"Your butt really stinks."
Du Feng took out a handkerchief to wipe his foot, then threw it aside in disgust. He had kicked Pang Zhen's anus, and his big toe had accidentally poked into it. It really stinks.
Amidst the mocking laughter, the father and son of the Pang family left with their tails between their legs. With the ten Crystal Stones in his hand, Du Feng's mind became active. Previously, he could only receive some gold and silver as pocket money every month, but his cultivation resources had always been deducted. Now that he had the Crystal Stones, he could buy some good medicinal materials to refine his own pills.
"Second Uncle, I'll have to trouble you."
"What are you talking about, nephew? We're a family."
After getting the Crystal Stones, Du Feng didn't leave in a hurry, nor did he plan to return to his hut. In the past, because of his poor aptitude and low Cultivation level, he was suppressed everywhere, but it wasn't just a thorn in the side of the Queen. Now that he had made a name for himself, it was equivalent to exposing his strength. The people who wanted to kill him on behalf of the Queen could probably line up from the gate of the Prince's Mansion to the city tower.
For now, Du Feng could only rely on the Second Prince. On the day of the Qingyang Sect's selection, he would soar to the sky and become a disciple of the sect. Even if the Queen had ten guts, she wouldn't dare to touch him. Therefore, he didn't return to his residence. Instead, he winked at the maid, Chun Wan, to leave with his mother, Liu Fei, while he went to the Prince's Mansion.
The Second Prince had his own plans for secretly developing his forces over the years. However, he didn't get along with the Queen and the Third Prince. As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. After all, he didn't openly rebel against the monarch, but only fought for power in the Princes' homes.
"The house with the red roof in the backyard is your residence. I won't bother you anymore."
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