"Watch out for my hammer!"
Zhao Tianlei charged forward confidently again, swinging his meteor hammer without any gaps. There weren't many people who dared to fight him head-on at the same level. He didn't believe that Du Feng would catch it with his arm.
"Go back!"
Du Feng raised his arm with a smile and patted lightly with his palm. Let's see how the thunderous meteor hammer came and how it went back the way it came. It landed squarely on Zhao Tianlei's face. His cracked mouth didn't even have time to close. He was already missing a front tooth, and now another one was knocked out. His nose was also smashed, and the sour feeling made him unable to hold back his tears.
"I … I lost!"
Zhao Tianlei was dazed by his own meteor hammer, but he was tough and could take a beating. He wiped his face and wanted to continue fighting. Suddenly, he realized that he was really crying, and a lot of it. He was so embarrassed that he admitted defeat, jumped off the stage, and walked away angrily.
"What's going on? Number 501 hasn't summoned his beast yet."
"Yeah, he's not seriously injured. Why did he admit defeat?"
"He's ugly, but his brain is damaged too."
There was a lot of discussion in the audience seats. They had almost greeted all of Zhao Tianlei's ancestors, but Du Feng felt that this person was not bad. At least he kept his word and dared to admit defeat. It would be even better if he could leave ten yellow crystals behind.
"This young man is not bad. He looks thin, but he's quite strong."
A skinny old man stroked his goatee and turned to talk to Tang Yichen. Both of them were outer sect elders and had been in the Qingyang Sect for a longer period of time.
"He's already my disciple. Don't take him away, Old Xing."
Elder Tang smiled proudly. He finally had a disciple who could show his face. A student from a level 2 empire beat someone from a level 3 empire to tears. It was indeed a great honor for him. It was because of his strong recommendation that Du Feng was able to get the number 177.
It seemed that he wasn't very good after fighting with a fool for so long. The thirteenth prince saw Du Feng's performance in the first place and gave him a very low evaluation. This was because the first few rounds of the competition had been decided very quickly. In the other arenas, it was basically a matter of one move.
Number 493 versus Number 2232. Very quickly, Yuwen Qingjin was assigned an opponent. Du Feng didn't know this person, but the person next to him was very familiar. Contestant Murong Mansha from Ni Shang Country, the cousin who had gifted him the medicinal pool.
As they were not in the same camp, they could only wave their hands from afar. When Du Yu 'er saw this, she felt a little jealous. They were all relatives. He really didn't know what she had to be jealous about.
"Fury of the Earth, Ten Thousand Mile Pagoda, activate!"
After merging with the Golden-Furred Explosive Bear, Yuwen Qingjin's strength increased explosively. With a single slap, the Rainbow Nation's contestant was reduced to a bloody mess. He had fainted after falling off the stage, and no one knew if he could be saved.
"This kid is not bad either!"
When Elder Xing saw Yuwen Qingjin's performance, especially his strength after merging with his beast, he also gave him a good evaluation. After all, the ultimate strength of a warrior had to be evaluated based on the grade of his beast. Although Du Feng's performance just now was amazing, he had not entered the stage of merging with his beast.
Next, Du Yu 'er also went up to compete. The effect of the Jade Peacock beast was displayed, and she easily defeated her opponent. Elder Tang crossed his legs in the elder's seating area. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. At this rate, at least three of the people he brought could become official disciples. Including Zheng Xiaohui, who was picked by the Vermillion Bird Elder, it was equivalent to four people.
Zheng Xiaohui being picked was completely different from the Thirteenth Prince being snatched away. Because Zheng Xiaohui's talent was special, she would be of great use to the sect in the future. Arranging for her to receive training at the Vermillion Bird Hall was also decided with the approval of the Vice Sect Leader. Elder Tang was rewarded for his contribution in discovering the talent.
Following that, Du Feng went up to the arena a few times. He could easily defeat his opponent without summoning his beast. He didn't even have to draw his sword once. Those opponents were not as strong as Zhao Tianlei, so he was indeed too lazy to draw his sword. With a simple slap, he could easily beat the opponent to the ground.
"Who is that person? Why is he so powerful?"
"Yeah, is he really from a Tier 2 country?"
The contestants from the other Tier 2 countries began to discuss when they saw Du Feng's performance. Several of the female contestants' eyes flickered. No one knew what they were thinking.
"He is Sister Mansha's cousin. I heard that he is the prince of Rong Tian Country. The two of them have even bathed together."
A woman dressed in palace attire in the Ni Shan Country's team announced the shocking news with a sharp voice. Originally, there were too many people in the square. Although her voice was loud, it could not be heard from afar. However, at this time, the audience suddenly quieted down, so her words were heard by thousands of people, including Tang Yichen in the elder's seating area.
"You …"
Although Murong Mansha had taken the initiative to flirt with Du Feng in the small mahogany house, she was so embarrassed that her face turned red and she wanted to find a hole to hide in. But at the same time, she could not help but feel happy. My cousin is so fierce. I will finally have someone to rely on when I enter the Qingyang Sect in the future.
"Seventh brother, you …"
"It's nothing. Hurry up and look at arena number one."
Princess Yu 'er wanted to ask Du Feng if what that person said was true, but he changed the topic. When she looked up at arena number one, she finally understood why the crowd suddenly quieted down. It was because the person in the arena was the thirteenth prince, Du Hao. His body was surrounded by lightning, and he was floating in the air.
"A Body Tempering Realm martial artist can fly? How is that possible?"
"Don't be surprised. That is the Thunder Control Technique. Only the direct disciples of the White Tiger Hall can learn it."
It turned out that the White Tiger Hall's Hall Master had secretly taught the technique to Du Hao before the results of the competition were out. With the Thunder Control Technique, the thirteenth prince had a higher chance of winning. If he performed well, it was very likely that he would get a good ranking in this competition.
The crowd was discussing, but no one dared to criticize the White Tiger Hall Master's behavior. What a joke. He was the most bad-tempered of the four inner court hall masters. If she made him unhappy, he would send a thunderball at her, and she would be roasted into a chicken.
"Who is my opponent? Hurry up and come up. Don't waste time."
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