(The description of 'Titled Martial God' might not have been clear enough. The tenth chapter has been revised. Titled Martial God isn't just a matter of physical fitness, but a 'life evolution'. However, the first condition for this' evolution 'is that one's body must reach a certain standard, which is the' Peak of Emperor Wu '.)
"I'm the representative of 'Hunt'?" Lin Feng was stunned.
"Yes." Blue Hunter nodded and smiled. "You will represent 'Hunt' in the Supernova Competition and compete with the strongest of the three factions, Emperor Wu."
"Alright," Lin Feng replied without hesitation.
Since he had joined 'Hunt', he naturally had the responsibility and responsibility to do so.
Blue Hunter was stunned for a moment. Then, he patted Lin Feng's shoulder in satisfaction. "Your attitude is correct. Not bad. Are you confident?"
"Yes," Lin Feng smiled.
He didn't say anything else, but his expression said it all.
Blue Hunter narrowed his eyes and said, "The representative of Tianwu Army, 'Feng Lei', is a genius on par with Fang Ning. After training in the 'Steel' ancient ruins, his strength is close to the 'Peak of Emperor Wu' …"
"No problem," Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Lin Feng was extremely confident in his current strength. Even if Fang Ning was standing in front of him, he — —
Dared to fight with him!
…
In the Spear Dojo.
"Haha, enemies are bound to meet," Wang Chong heartily laughed.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother to meet Little Jian again, and it's the first round," Han Tie shook his head.
"Little Jian is really unlucky. Last time, he met Fang Ning, who was at his peak. This time, he met the valiant Junior Brother Lin Feng," Lala sighed.
Han Ziling smiled. If it was the last time they fought, it would be hard to say who would win.
But this time …
Han Ziling slowly shook her head as she recalled how she was easily defeated by Lin Feng three times in a row.
Junior Brother Lin Feng had become too strong.
…
…
2nd of March.
Everyone gathered in front of the Stairway to Heaven.
There weren't many highlights in the first round, but they were extremely dazzling. After Lin Feng avoided the fight with Small Sword, this time, the two 'geniuses' met again.
It was a fated encounter!
On the scoreboard in March, the battle between the first and second place would take place.
Who was stronger?
This question had been discussed countless times over the past month.
"Lin Feng will win, right? After all, he's a 'New Emperor'. He's surpassed Little Sword on the scoreboard for two months in a row. "
"Stupid. If Lin Feng could win, he wouldn't have avoided the battle a month ago."
"Exactly! Although Lin Feng is the new Emperor, in terms of strength, Little Jian should be slightly stronger. "
Although Lin Feng had become a new Emperor, the number of students who supported him was still not as good as Xiao Jian's. Some of the students might not think this way, but their mouths said otherwise.
In the final analysis, there was only one word —
Jealousy.
Xiao Jian had already arrived at a corner. He crossed his arms over his chest and sat there quietly with his eyes closed.
He was conserving his energy!
"It's been a while since I've seen him so serious." Da Lu Wan 'er's beautiful eyes twinkled, but she stood aside and did not disturb him.
Da Lu Wan 'er grew up with Xiao Jian, so she was definitely the one who knew Xiao Jian the best.
Xiao Jian, who looked sloppy, was very conceited.
He could accept losing to Fang Ning because Fang Ning was two years older than him.
However, he could not accept Lin Feng, who was younger than him by a month!
This was the pride of a 'genius'.
…
At noon, with the appearance of Chief Blue Hunter, the first round of the March Preliminaries was about to begin!
However, Lin Feng still did not appear.
Was he avoiding the battle again?
There was a flurry of discussion in the arena, and discordant voices seemed to be heard again.
"F * ck, is Lin Feng a coward again?"
"Fortunately, I've learned my lesson this time and bet on Xiao Jian, haha!"
The students whispered to each other, obviously still remembering Lin Feng's' avoidance 'last time. Only Xiao Jian still had his eyes closed, as if he was not worried at all. This was because he knew that since Lin Feng had agreed to this battle, then —
He would definitely come!
"Pa!" Lil 'Sword's eyes opened, sparkling.
He looked into the distance. In an instant, the crowd quieted down, and all the doubts were shattered like mirror-like shadows.
He had come.
…
Lin Feng stepped into the arena calmly. His eyes met with Xiao Jian's and he smiled.
He was looking forward to this battle as well.
At this moment, Chief Blue Hunter's voice suddenly sounded. "The first round, Lin Feng versus Xiao Jian!"
"I hope you won't disappoint me." Xiao Jian's fighting spirit was high.
"Of course not." Lin Feng nodded.
Their fists collided, and sparks flew from their eyes. They were friends, but at the same time, they were rivals who competed fiercely!
…
In the virtual space.
"Whoosh!" A white light flashed.
Holding the Ice Soul Soaring Dragon Spear, Lin Feng's expression was calm and natural.
The current him could not be compared to a month ago.
In front of him, the white light that was as thin as a cicada's wing flickered. Lin Feng felt as if he was in a mysterious independent space. He closed his eyes and immediately felt the dazzling 'soul power ball' in his mind. His Mind's Eye spread out in his mind like a map.
"Over there." Lin Feng instantly sensed the location of the small sword and suddenly smiled.
He did not intend to 'sneak attack'.
…
"Dong ~ ~" A clear bell rang.
The light in front of him slowly disappeared, and everything around him flashed, including —
Xiao Jian!
They looked at each other and smiled. In an instant, Lin Feng moved. The Ice Soul Soaring Dragon Spear on his back was unsheathed, and with a sharp cold light, Lin Feng's speed suddenly increased!
Fight!!
With an indomitable aura, Lin Feng exploded with his fastest speed. A stream of light flashed, and a giant white dragon appeared in the sky. It opened its mouth in horror, and the sharp horn on its forehead was vivid and lifelike. The dragon's eyes, in particular, were emitting a cold light.
"Amazing, his spear art has reached the third realm!"
"What's the use of having a high realm and strong strength? He doesn't even know to hold back when attacking, and he uses his full strength from the start. What a joke."
"His momentum is too strong. Once Xiao Jian dodges, Lin Feng will be in trouble."
After all, the training base had gathered a group of genius warriors, and they could see many secrets. Han Ziling sat at the side, staring at the light screen and listening to everyone's conversation. She could not help but smile. If Lin Feng's attack could be dodged so easily, she would not have lost three times in a row.
How could it be so simple?
Xiao Jian frowned slightly. As smart as he was, he naturally felt that something was wrong.
But …
"My attack is slightly inferior." Xiao Jian instantly made a judgment, and his heart trembled. "Lin Feng's spear art realm is so strong, to be able to combine his strength and spear intent so perfectly."
There was no choice!
Xiao Jian wanted to dodge, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Lin Feng's smile.
"Not good!" Xiao Jian's expression suddenly changed, and he found that the air around him had become extremely strange. There was a strong force that blocked his path. Lin Feng's spear shadows were extremely strong, and the sky was filled with cold light, as if he would be attacked no matter where he tried to hide.
"Can you dodge it …" Lin Feng's expression was indifferent.
His Heart's Eye had already locked onto Xiao Jian, and his soul power spread out, compressing the surrounding space.
Gritting his teeth, Xiao Jian immediately unsheathed his two swords, which flashed.
Thunder and lightning clashed!
In an instant — —
"Peng!!" Lin Feng's terrifying strength exploded. In the air, the white flood dragon madly bit at the small sword. At this moment, Xiao Jian's two swords gave off a strange feeling. Twisting and turning, the short sword vented its strength, while the long sword was as fast as lightning, piercing the tiger's web!
Their coordination was quite precise!
It was as if two martial artists were using different sword moves at the same time, and it was extremely mysterious.
"What a strange move." Lin Feng was secretly shocked.
Xiao Jian's move was both defensive and offensive, and it was very novel.
But …
"Do you think it's so easy to block?" Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
His soul power exploded, and the terrifying pressure caused Xiao Jian's expression to change. The short sword in his hand felt as if it was a thousand catties heavy, and the sword art he created seemed to have sunk into a swamp.
"Chi!" Xiao Jian's long sword directly pierced through Lin Feng's right hand that was holding the spear.
"Powerful!"
"This move of turning defense into offense is too wonderful!"
Everyone's face was filled with joy as they cheered. Seeing that Lin Feng was about to abandon his spear, everyone's expression changed.
"It's over!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and his soul power completely erupted. His left hand held the Icesoul Soaring Dragon Spear tightly, and he used all his strength to stab out!
Fast, accurate, and ruthless!
No matter how exquisite the defense was, it could not block the power that exceeded the load!
Being restrained by soul power, Xiao Jian's rhythm was disrupted, and a terrifying force suddenly attacked. His web went numb, and the short sword in his right hand was sent flying. The long sword in his left hand could not block it in time.
In fact, even if he wanted to block it, he was powerless …
"Chi!!"
Lin Feng's spear turned into a stream of light, and directly pierced Xiao Jian's heart.
His left hand shook slightly, and in an instant, a loud explosion sounded.
Xiao Jian was completely defeated.
…
Looking at the dim screen, the battle just now was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts. No one expected that Xiao Jian, who clearly had the advantage and crippled Lin Feng's right hand, would be one step behind, and Lin Feng would be able to counterattack.
"What dogshit luck!"
"F * ck, Xiao Jian is too careless."
"Damn, Lin Feng can win like that?"
Dugu Feng sat in the corner and sneered, "I thought this' new emperor 'was amazing, but he's just like Fang Ning, relying on strength to suppress Xiao Jian."
"What a pity." Lei Jiang crossed his arms and sighed, "If Xiao Jian had strength not inferior to Lin Feng, the outcome of this battle would have been different."
Among the crowd, Han Ziling was probably the only one who saw it clearly.
Good luck?
Lin Feng did not even use 30% of his strength!
"Too ignorant." Han Ziling shook her head slowly. With her personality, she naturally would not explain too much.
"Lost, I really lost." Xiao Jian's expression was a little lonely. Although he had thought of this ending, when it really happened, he felt that he could not accept it. That feeling was as if he fell from the highest point of the clouds!
However, this was the true gap in strength!
Others might not understand, but as the person involved, how could Little Sword not understand?
From the beginning of Lin Feng's attack to the end, he was like a puppet on a string, completely under Lin Feng's control.
They were powerless to resist!
Good luck?
How could there be so much luck in a battle? There could only be —
Winner takes all.
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