What a fast speed, it was simply too fast. Even many of the senior disciples of the Green Sun Sect couldn't see the two clearly, let alone the ordinary participants.
Chilhart was like a tornado in the desert, while Du Feng was like a ghost walking in the night. One was fierce while the other was agile. Every time they crossed paths, the sound of metal clashing could be heard. Sparks flew in the air, and waves of air swept out.
Suddenly, an arrow of blood shot out, and the two stopped at the same time.
"What's going on? I didn't see it clearly."
"Yeah, I didn't see it clearly either."
Many participants gathered together and stared dumbfoundedly at the two motionless people on the stage. They couldn't tell who won and who lost. They couldn't even tell who the arrow of blood came from.
It seemed like Elder Tang was determined to have this precious disciple. Feng Qingyang smiled, stood up, and left the scene. There were still many outstanding participants left, but he didn't plan on watching any longer. As the Vice Sect Leader, Feng Qingyang could of course use any means to snatch Du Feng over as his disciple, but if Elder Tang threatened him with death, he definitely couldn't bear to do so. After all, he was an old man who had served the sect for half his life. He had to save some face.
Thump!
Chilhart's tall body fell down, and the arrow of blood shot out from between his eyebrows. At the same time, Du Feng sheathed his sword and floated away, just in time to avoid the arrow of blood. He was a clean person, and his long white robe wouldn't have a speck of dust on it after the battle.
The [Viridescent Flower Egg] was too powerful, and Chilhart could use his Cultivation Advantage to resist it. Once he merged with his battle beast, he wouldn't be a match for Du Feng at all.
"Wow, that person from Rong Tian Nation won."
"Number 177 beat number 99, that's unbelievable."
Not only the participants, but even the disciples of the Green Sun Sect were also discussing it. Especially that Western Continent disciple called Gretu. He couldn't believe that Chilhart would lose. He put himself in Chilhart's shoes and thought about it. If he was on the stage, he probably wouldn't even be able to last ten breaths before being killed.
Hiss … This batch of rookies was too fierce. Why were all of them so fierce? Many of the older disciples felt a chill down their spines. It seemed like their positions in the outer sect were going to be in danger. A Tempered Body Realm martial artist was able to kill a Qi Realm martial artist. Moreover, it was a very strong Qi Realm martial artist. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Your cousin is so powerful. If you don't want him, you can introduce him to me."
The red-clothed female student from Ni Shang Nation nudged Murong Mansha, who was still in a daze, and deliberately mocked her with words. The relationship between Sister Mansa and this cousin was not ordinary, and they were not related by blood. If they could be together, he could also benefit from it.
Seventh Brother is too strong. I must become stronger too. Zheng Xiaohui followed beside the Vermillion Bird Elder to watch the competition. She was recruited because of her special beast. Although he didn't have to fight in the arena this time, he still had a long way to go. He would have to face his enemies by himself in the future.
For a time, Du Feng became a taboo in the arena. No one wanted to encounter this malefic star. Although the Thirteenth Prince's performance on the arena was still very sharp, the violent thunder and lightning made his opponent unable to fight back. But everyone was still immersed in the battle between Du Feng and Chilhart, unable to extricate themselves.
After the end of this round, the top 500 was officially born. As expected, those who could enter the top 500 were basically contestants with relatively high numbers. Of course, there were some exceptions, such as Murong Mansha who was ranked 520, and the red-clothed female who was ranked 521. Both of them were from Ni Shang Nation, and their numbers were also next to each other.
Number 177 versus number 521. When the results of the draw came out, the red-clothed female, Gu Yanyan, sat on the ground gloomily. She was really unlucky. What else could she compete with next? With her strength, she couldn't even stand a poke from Du Feng's finger.
"I admit defeat!"
Without waiting for Du Feng to make a move, the red-clothed female took the initiative to admit defeat. Her voice sounded a little familiar. It seemed to be the person who shouted that she was bathing with Murong Mansha's cousin.
Well, since the other party had admitted defeat, Du Feng couldn't make things difficult for her. Moreover, they were all acquaintances. Anyway, even if she admitted defeat in this round, it wouldn't prevent her from becoming a disciple of the Qingyang Sect. It would just affect her ranking.
"How boring. Why aren't you fighting anymore? I still want to see how number 177 will torture that little girl."
"Yeah, I also want to see something exciting."
A few vulgar spectators gathered together and stared at Gu Yanyan's tight red dress. Her dress was indeed a little special. She was obviously here to compete, but she was wearing a tight dress made of chiffon material. If she was pulled by the opponent during the fight, it would be inevitable that her skin would be exposed. If that happened, it would be lively. Everyone would just come to watch the clothes-tearing competition instead of fighting.
"I say, Yanyan, why did you come down before the fight started? Didn't you say that you would get close to my cousin?"
Murong Mansha welcomed Gu Yanyan down from the arena, pretending to be concerned while making sarcastic remarks. Originally, Gu Yanyan planned to go up to the arena to tease Du Feng and make a few jokes with him. Anyway, they wouldn't really fight. They could just dawdle for a while and then come down.
But when he really went up to the arena, Du Feng's temperament completely changed. Different from his mischievous face below, there was a sense of sharpness in his every movement. Gu Yanyan was really afraid that the other party would make a mistake and lose her little life.
Murong Mansha rolled her eyes at Du Feng, complaining that he didn't give her friend face. Du Feng could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, making a helpless expression. He was someone who wanted to fight for a ranking. He couldn't lose this match just to give his cousin face.
"Next match, number 500 against number 520."
Before Murong Mansha could say anything, she heard her number being called out. Her face suddenly drooped, because number 500 was Du Yuer, who had a Jade Peacock. From the results of previous matches, the owner of the Blue Peacock had always been defeated.
"Humph!"
Seeing that Du Feng and Murong Mansha were chatting so warmly, Du Yuer coldly snorted and went up to the arena. Jade Peacock against Blue Peacock. Although they were both eighth ranked beasts, she had a great chance of winning. That annoying Ni Chang girl was flirting with her seventh brother. When the time comes, she would definitely teach her a lesson.
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