In this way, Lu Ming also won and entered the 36th place. He had obtained 200 points for the Fengdu Sword Sect.
The competition continued!
Han Feng and Yanzi also took turns to fight.
Han Feng's strength was very strong. He defeated his opponent without much effort.
However, Yanzi was not that strong. He encountered a quasi-Emperor level genius and was defeated by him.
Not long after, the thirty-six matches came to an end.
Two people from the Fengdu Sword Sect entered the 36th place and had accumulated 1,200 points.
Five people from the Great Heaven Sect entered the 36th place and they were still in the lead with 2,900 points.
The most miserable one was the one who had only one person qualified. In this round, only one person had been eliminated.
In this way, this sect was destined to be at the bottom.
At the end of this round, the Fengdu Sword Sect was ranked tenth among the 18 sects.
The Black Blood Hall was slightly better at ninth place.
Next, the 36 people who won would compete to determine the 18th place.
Those who entered the 18th place would each obtain 300 points.
The rules were the same as before.
The Great Heaven Sect Leader divided the 36 people into two groups. One group would carve their names on bamboo sticks and put them into the metal box. The other group would draw lots. Whoever was drawn would fight with that group.
This time, Lu Ming was still the one who drew lots.
The prodigy of the Ziying Race and the prodigy of the Stormwind Race, the two seeded contestants, had also drawn lots.
"Alright, let's start drawing lots!"
The Great Heaven Sect Leader announced.
The 18 people who drew lots looked at each other. For a moment, no one stepped forward.
The two powerful demons from the Ziying Tribe and Stormwind Tribe were in the same group. If they were drawn, they would vomit blood.
"Let me do it!"
At this moment, a figure walked up.
Han Feng!
The first person to draw lots was Han Feng.
He walked to the front of the metal box and reached in to pull out a bamboo stick. He looked at the name on the bamboo stick and was slightly stunned. Then, he revealed a playful smile, as well as a wisp of ice-cold killing intent.
"Who did he draw?"
Many people were curious.
Han Feng looked toward Lu Ming and revealed the name on the bamboo stick in his hand.
"Mu Yun!"
Han Feng slowly spat out a name.
"It's Cloud Herder!"
In the Plentiful City Sword Sect's area, Qi Ping's eyes suddenly lit up.
Qi Ping was very clear that Han Feng wanted to kill Lu Ming.
As long as Lu Ming dared to fight Han Feng, then Han Feng would be able to kill Lu Ming.
As for the fact that both of them were from the Plentiful City Sword Sect, if the two of them met, it would be disadvantageous for the sect. He did not care, what did it have to do with him?
As long as Lu Ming was dead, everything would be fine. After Lu Ming was dead, the Fengdu Sword Sect would still be his world. He would still be the number one person in the sect, and he could get whatever he wanted.
"Damn it, how did this happen?"
Sect Leader Wang's face was extremely dark.
The other elders of the Fengdu Sword Sect were the same.
From their point of view, they didn't want Lu Ming and Han Feng to meet.
When the two of them met, one of them would be eliminated without even fighting.
This was extremely disadvantageous to the Fengdu Sword Sect.
Of course, the benefits were not useless. One of them was destined to enter the top 18 and obtain three hundred points.
However, Sect Leader Wang and the others' ambition was not limited to that. He still wanted Lu Ming and Han Feng to enter the top 18.
"My luck is not bad!"
Lu Ming revealed a smile.
Han Feng had been targeting him, showing his killing intent to him without restraint. Lu Ming also wanted to eliminate Han Feng.
However, he did not have the chance.
Now, the chance was here.
If he eliminated Han Feng in a fair and square battle, the Sacred Heart Tribe behind him would be embarrassed to say anything.
The premise was that Han Feng would not admit defeat before the battle even started.
"I didn't expect you to pick me!"
Lu Ming spoke, and his gaze fell on Han Feng.
"My luck has always been good!"
Han Feng said with a cold gaze.
Around them, people from other forces, especially those from the Black Blood Hall, looked at Lu Ming and Han Feng as if they were watching a good show.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lu Ming and Han Feng had a conflict.
It was interesting that people from the same force had a conflict in such a competition and met each other.
Sect Leader Wang also had a headache.
He was really afraid that Lu Ming and Han Feng would both be injured, which would affect the rest of the competition.
However, he could not suppress the two of them. One was a peerless genius with an unknown background, while the other was a top genius from the Primitive Ten Thousand Tribes Board. Neither of them cared about him.
Sect Leader Wang felt that it was too difficult for him.
"Is that so? Come on then! "
Lu Ming stepped forward and came to the fighting ring.
Han Feng also moved and appeared on the fighting ring, facing Lu Ming from afar.
"It's not too late to admit defeat. Later, when we fight, death and injury are inevitable!"
Han Feng hurriedly said, trying to provoke Lu Ming so that Lu Ming would not admit defeat easily.
"Brother, why did you steal my line?"
Lu Ming really wanted to say that to Han Feng.
That was because he wanted to provoke Han Feng with these words so that Han Feng would not admit defeat easily. He did not expect Han Feng to speak first.
However, this was also good. Lu Ming could retaliate.
"I admit defeat? That's not going to happen. I'm more afraid that you will admit defeat before we even fight!"
Lu Ming said calmly.
"Hahaha, me admit defeat? You are really naive. If I admit defeat … "
Han Feng laughed.
"If I admit defeat, I will destroy my own cultivation!"
After being provoked by Lu Ming, Han Feng could not help but blurt it out.
"Alright, it's a deal!"
Lu Ming quickly agreed.
"I …"
Han Feng was stunned and he could not help but feel regretful. Especially when he saw Lu Ming's expression, he could not help but feel uneasy.
Could it be that Lu Ming could really defeat him?
"No way. How can this brat defeat me?"
Han Feng shook his head and threw the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.
"Let's begin!"
The Sect Leader of the Great Grand Sect announced the start of the competition.
Boom!
As soon as the Grand Sky Sect Leader finished his words, a dazzling radiance erupted from Han Feng's body and a dazzling sword light appeared.
That was his Origin Source Secret Skill.
"Heart Slaying Sword!"
Han Feng shouted and a sword light pierced towards Lu Ming at an alarming speed.
Lu Ming was not afraid at all. He used his fingers as a sword and a sword light burst out from his fingers as he slashed towards Han Feng.
"How dare you take my Heart Slaying Sword head-on. You are courting death. Great!"
When Han Feng saw Lu Ming's sword slashing towards him, he was not surprised. Instead, he was elated.
His Heart Slaying Sword was not an ordinary sword attack. It could directly strike the enemy's heart and destroy it.
Boom!
When Lu Ming and Han Feng's attack collided, Sword Qi spread in all directions.
All of a sudden, Lu Ming sensed a strange energy from Han Feng's sword gleam. It dashed into his body and headed straight for his heart.
Poof!
Lu Ming's heart was pierced by the sword light and a hole was formed.
When one's cultivation reached the Divine King or Divine Lord Realm, even if their physical body was shattered, as long as their soul was not destroyed, they could still recover.
However, it did not mean that there was no impact at all.
For example, the heart!
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