As soon as the pill entered his stomach, he felt a warm current rising up. The Peiyuan Pill, as the name suggested, was used to strengthen one's body. The body was the foundation of cultivation. Without this body, everything would be in vain. Peiyuan referred to the cultivation of one's True Qi. Only when one's True Qi was strong, could one use Qi to resist power or even condense Qi into weapons.
So comfortable. A thick warm current dispersed into many thin threads and permeated into every meridian in his body. Du Feng groaned in comfort. At this moment, the [Viridescent Flower Egg] suddenly started spinning like a big black hole, instantly snatching away the rest of the pill.
Damn it, leave some for me! Du Feng was so angry that he wanted to smash that broken egg to see what was hidden inside. He had just enjoyed eating the Peiyuan Pill for a while, but it was snatched away by the little fellow again. But when he thought about it, when it swallowed beasts, it also gave him a lot of True Qi. Alright, he would just treat it as a mutual benefit.
The maturity of a beast would seriously affect its overall combat power. This could be seen from Luo Yan and his Hell Red Dragon. With the grade of Du Feng's [Viridescent Flower Egg], if it hatched, its combat power would be terrifying.
Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, he quickly packed up and put on the top tier mortal grade soft armor that Elder Tang had given him. In a martial arts competition, no one could guarantee that they wouldn't make a mistake. In case of a sneak attack, the soft armor could still be used to defend. Du Feng checked the formation plates that he had prepared and made sure that there were no mistakes before he pushed open the door and walked out.
"Seventh Prince, I have a request."
Du Feng saw someone waiting for him at the intersection the moment he stepped out. It was the participant, Yin Cuicui, who was his old acquaintance, Xiao Cui from Hundred Flowers Tower. This woman was really not simple. Not only did she get the qualification to participate in the competition through her connections. In the previous few rounds of competition, all the opponents she met were actually weak. She had even gained the recognition of some people with her Flowing Light Sword Technique.
"We don't seem to have any relationship, you don't need to ask me."
Du Feng really didn't want to talk to this woman. If he didn't have some poise, he would have slapped her. Although she wasn't the one who killed the Seventh Prince, she was definitely related to it.
"Today, you have to let me win this round. After that, I will agree to whatever you want."
Yin Cuicui gritted her teeth as she said this. She seemed to have made up her mind. As the princess of a subjugated country, she still had her limits. Although she had hooked up with a lot of men before, she had always guarded the last step. Today's match was very crucial. They only needed to win one match in the top 100 to enter the top 50. Being in the top fifty meant that one could become an inner disciple.
"I'm not interested in your things."
Du Feng shook off her hand and left without looking back. This woman was too scary. She would do anything to achieve her goal.
He would definitely agree, he definitely would! Watching Du Feng's back as he left, Yin Cuicui clenched her fists, and the corners of her eyes became moist. The Seventh Prince used to love her so much that he could give up everything for the woman he loved, even his life. Yin Cuicui kept telling herself that he would definitely soften up when they reached the arena.
"Number 177 versus Number 3661."
When the result was announced, the audience was in an uproar. Everyone had seen Du Feng's performance. There was no doubt that he would enter the top 100. Even if he entered the top 50, the audience would feel that it was reasonable. But that woman called Yin Cuicui, why would she fight against Number 177?
"Number 3661 is participating in the top 100? Did I hear it wrong?"
"I also thought I heard it wrong. But that woman really didn't lose in the first few rounds."
Because Yin Cuicui's number was too low and her strength was average, the audience didn't have a deep impression of her. Often, when they were staring at the experts, Yin Cuicui had already muddled through.
"You can't say that. I think her sword art is not bad. It seems to be the Flowing Light Sword Art."
There were also some bored audience who noticed Yin Cuicui's match. They didn't need to know that she was a regular customer of the Hundred Jade House. Even if they didn't look for Xiao Cuicui, they had already heard of her reputation. The Flowing Light Sword Art was quite famous. It was a top-notch mortal rank combat skill. As a rank 2 country's contestant, it was not bad to have such skills.
Yin Cuicui unsheathed her sword and looked at the Seventh Prince, the man who once loved her. She noticed that Du Feng didn't unsheathe his sword. He just stood there with his hands behind his back and a smile. Did he think it through? Great, he finally thought it through. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't find anyone weaker than her in the top 100, she would have continued to cheat. So she targeted Du Feng, and it seemed that her gamble had paid off.
"Excuse me, can someone lend me a hairpin?"
Yin Cuicui was taken aback by Du Feng's request. But she immediately reacted. She smiled shyly and took off her hairpin. This hairpin was made of jade. It was very beautiful, but also very fragile. If she accidentally fell to the ground, it could easily break.
At this moment, Yin Cuicui could be said to be full of confidence. She had already judged from Du Feng's behavior that no man could escape from the palm of her hand.
"Use mine, use mine. My hairpin is stronger than a sword!"
A chubby female disciple took off her hairpin. Her long black and thick hair hung down. She didn't forget to shake her head. She felt that it was very charming. Her hairpin was indeed very strong. It seemed to be made of refined iron.
"My hairpin is beautiful. It even has a fragrance."
There were quite a few young women trying to please her, which made Zhao Tianlei in the audience very envious.
Looking at the strange female audience, Du Feng was really a little embarrassed. Fortunately, at this time, Zheng Xiaohui handed over her hairpin. It was also made of jade. It was pink and quite cute.
Du Feng had already used the hairpin as a sword. Yin Cuicui was still a little embarrassed. Was it too obvious? She didn't know what the audience's reaction would be. Would the elders rule that this match was invalid? She put her jade hairpin back and gripped her sword tightly, ready to fight.
A silver streak of light flew out like a white rainbow, piercing the sky. Yin Cuicui's Flowing Light Swordsmanship was really beautiful. She moved with the sword with light steps.
Du Feng didn't move. He held the pink jade hairpin and gently touched the silver light. The seemingly invincible Flowing Light Swordsmanship suddenly deviated. It looked so careless, as if it was a coincidence.
"Watch my sword!"
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