There were a lot of crystal walls here.
Every crystal wall shone with a faint light, but they were as smooth as a mirror. There was nothing on them.
"One hundred days."
"It can't be that they want me to practice alone in this empty place, right?"
Lin Feng smiled indifferently. He knew very well.
Since the mysterious voice said that it was a "trial," how could there be no arrangement for an Ancient Warrior's trial?
If that was the case, it would be more appropriate to say that it was a "survival" than a trial. It was easier said than done to increase his attack power by more than ten times in one hundred days. He would definitely need the help of external objects. Therefore, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that this crystal palace contained a secret.
Bang! Lin Feng put his right hand on the crystal wall. His eyes were shining.
It was smooth and smooth to the touch. It looked no different from an ordinary crystal.
But how could an ordinary crystal be so tough?
"Let's give it a try." Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Lin Feng clenched his right hand into a fist and gathered his strength. He suddenly shouted.
With a strong fist wind, he punched the crystal wall. This time, he was much more "obedient."
Bang! He stepped back and his right fist went numb.
"It is indeed tough." Lin Feng smiled.
The material of the crystal wall was similar to the crystal ball in the center. It would be impossible for him to destroy it.
"But what's the secret?" Lin Feng thought for a while. His eyes were shining. He flashed and put his right hand on the crystal wall again. A red light flashed and a strong astral power was injected.
But there was no reaction.
"Again." Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
A wisp of soul power entered, but it was blocked as if it had touched the light wall.
Again, it failed!
"It's neither astral power nor soul power. This crystal wall …" Lin Feng's right hand was still on the crystal wall. He frowned and thought. But he didn't notice that the crystal wall suddenly flashed with a faint light. Lin Feng felt a little suspicious. Before he could react, his body suddenly became light and he was lifted off the ground.
The surrounding environment suddenly changed. Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
"Oh?" With a puzzled voice, Lin Feng looked around.
It was as if he had entered a three-dimensional space and was stepping on an imaginary cube. The surroundings were made up of countless cubes, forming a neatly structured area. Just as he was about to move, light suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng.
Three positions in front of him flashed with light, and three imaginary figures appeared in an instant.
All three of them had the same physique, and each of them had a long spear in their hands. As they brandished it, the spears' bodies were like thunder, rumbling unceasingly.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up as he stood in place.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Spear shadows bloomed, shattering the heavens and shaking the earth.
Every inch of the spear shadow was shining brightly. The three people's spear tips contained a deep and sinister light. Along with the thrusting of the long spear, the light burst out and filled the sky.
"This is?!" Lin Feng was shocked.
"The Star Force has been infused into the tip of the spear. What a powerful spear art!!"
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He only felt a little incredulous.
His Star Control had reached the seventh grade, and he could perfectly infuse the Star Force into his attacks. But to completely infuse the Star Force like a storm, the gap between their realms was too big!
This level of star control left him in the dust.
But …
"Since I can infuse the storm into the spear art, why can't I infuse the flame into the spear art?"
"In terms of control and power, the power of my flame is far superior to the power of the storm!"
Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and an idea popped up in his mind.
All this time, he had only been controlling the flame to increase the power. He had never considered fusing it with the spear art.
But now, he finally realized his mistake!
"Adding the power of the flame and the spear art complement each other."
"But the power can't be compared to the perfect fusion of the two!"
"Just the concentrated power of the flame and the explosion of the spear art can more than double the power of the attack!"
Lin Feng's heart trembled, but his eyes were still fixed in front of him.
The three silhouettes danced with their spears, creating a strong wind. The three different spear arts were performed, each with their own strengths. But they were like stairs, one after another, continuous and connected.
"It should be one move, three moves."
"The power is not bad. It can be compared to my Flame Spear Art. No, it's even better."
"But it's slightly inferior to the Flame Spear Art."
Lin Feng nodded, secretly understanding.
Although the spear art was good, it was useless to him now.
After performing the complete spear art, Lin Feng's vision blurred again, and he instantly returned to the crystal palace.
"Oh." Looking at the crystal wall, Lin Feng was deep in thought.
"These crystal walls indeed have a big secret." Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth rose.
What he touched just now was only a small piece of the crystal wall.
There were at least a thousand of them in this crystal palace!
"One hundred days."
"I think it should be enough."
Lin Feng nodded, and his eyes lit up.
…
In the crystal palace, each crystal wall had an independent space.
Learning space, sparring space, cultivation space, etc.
There was everything here.
It was indeed as Lin Feng had expected. This was a 'training ground', and it wasn't a hopeless situation where one would be forced to die. As long as one had enough talent, as long as one worked hard, and as long as one chose the right path, it was not impossible to pass the second trial.
"It's this spear art."
"The spear form is strong enough, but the spear intent is slightly inferior."
"If I can match it with the spear intent of the sixth wooden sculpture, the spear art's power will definitely be ten times stronger than the Flame Spear Art!"
Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he stared at the four silhouettes dancing in front of him.
One spear, four moves, all the spear forms!
After searching for a long time, he finally found the spear art that suited him the most.
Most importantly, he had absolute confidence that he could complete this spear art within one hundred days!
…
It was better to learn well than to learn much.
Lin Feng could vaguely feel that this wooden sculpture seemed to contain something.
Right now, the spear intent of the five spear arts was rising steadily and connected, as if they were connected. The comprehension of the spear intent was like walking on a staircase. With every step, the distance to the next step would be closer. Compared to starting from the beginning, the time spent was undoubtedly much less.
"Comprehend the sixth spear."
"Then, perfectly control the flames of 'Suanni's Shadow' and merge it into the spear art."
"I have 100% confidence in breaking the crystal ball in the middle!"
Lin Feng closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world of spear arts.
He didn't know anything else, but his comprehension of the spear —
He was extremely confident!
…
…
Outside the Yanling Royal Residence.
The number of martial artists who failed to return from the Yanling Royal Residence was getting fewer and fewer.
As time passed, the first batch of martial artists who failed and were eliminated had all left.
The remaining ones were either elites or those who knew their limits.
"Look, that Lin Feng has fallen out of the top twenty."
"What's wrong with him? Why didn't his points move at all? Could it be that he died?"
"Who knows? Who cares."
…
Everyone was in a heated discussion.
Lin Feng's appearance was short-lived, but everyone was talking about it enthusiastically.
Every year, there were many such people. In fact, no one cared too much about it.
They just treated it as a show.
Over at the Fierce Yan Sect, the Great Elder's expression was still ugly, but it was much better than before. At least, the current Fierce Yan Sect disciples were either injured or dead, but the frequency had decreased by a lot. It was unlike before, where one came out after a while, and almost all of them were seriously injured and on the verge of death.
These were the elite disciples of the Fierce Yan Sect!
Witnessing it with his own eyes was even more heart-wrenching.
"I wonder how many disciples are still alive."
"I hope they can all be safe."
The Great Elder prayed in his heart, feeling a sense of helplessness.
Now, he couldn't do anything.
…
The Fourth Heaven.
"Senior Brother, there's no more." Zhong Bai spread his hands.
"Yeah, only those idiots with radars can find us." Golden Cicada curled his lips and said.
"Mm." Fei Luming's eyes deepened. "What a pity."
There were only a few radars in total. Even if Fei Luming and the other two were scheming, they couldn't find anyone.
After all, the Fourth Heaven was huge. How could they find it without a map?
Half a month had passed. They turned on the radars, but there were no more light spots. The Fierce Yan Sect disciples had either been killed, fled, or abandoned the locator. The situation in the Fourth Heaven had gradually calmed down, as if the storm had stopped.
It was all because of one person, Lin Feng.
It was Lin Feng who saved countless Fierce Yan Sect disciples with his own strength.
If he hadn't discovered the radars and killed Wan Guu, the situation would have been different.
And at this moment —
After wiping out the Third Heaven, Wan Gu finally entered the Fourth Heaven.
His lean face was solemn. His body was thin but extremely strong. His eyes exuded a domineering aura.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" Wan Gu's expression was calm as he picked up the radar in his hand.
"Please forgive me, captain." Wan Feng knelt on one knee, cold sweat dripping down.
"Tell me everything you know from the very beginning." Wan Gu's expression was cold, and his voice was emotionless. It was as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Yes, yes, captain." Wan Feng nodded repeatedly. Soon after, his saliva flew everywhere as he slowly explained the development of the matter.
Fifteen minutes later …
"Number 32, Lin Feng?"
"He killed Wan Guu and over a hundred clansmen all by himself?"
Wan Gu's eyes narrowed. He was slightly surprised.
"I didn't expect Fierce Yan Sect to have such a talent," Wan Gu said indifferently with a faint smile. "You said he's dead now?"
"Yes, yes," Wan Feng said quickly.
Wan Gu nodded. His eyes sparkled. "What a pity."
There was a hint of regret in his voice. Wan Gu slowly reached out and placed his hand on Wan Feng's shoulder. Wan Feng exclaimed softly. He looked up at Wan Gu in confusion. Suddenly … Crack! Wan Gu's right hand was like a steel claw. His strength penetrated straight into Wan Feng's body.
"Ah!" Wan Feng screamed. He was in great pain.
But in the next moment —
"Crack." Wan Gu's right hand crushed Wan Feng's throat. Blood splattered everywhere.
There were no more screams. Only Wan Feng, whose eyes were bulging in shock, fell to the ground in disbelief. He didn't even know how he died.
"Trash," Wan Gu said coldly as he wiped the blood off his face.
"Let's go!"
…
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