Arena Number 10.
The place was bustling with activity.
The Nine Provinces revered martial arts the most. In the human world, martial artists had the highest status. The centennial Vermillion Bird Challenge was not to be missed. Moreover, since the second round of the preliminaries, there had been more and more battles between Star Sector-level martial artists.
To many people, Saints were out of their reach. They were like legends.
Star Sector-level martial artists were also high and mighty.
But now, as long as one spent some money, one would be able to see the usually high and mighty Cosmic Realm states fight with all their might.
It was worth it!
"It's really lively." Lin Feng smiled.
With Hua Wei leading the way, he saved a lot of effort and time. After leaving the White Cloud Tower, he found the teleportation formation and went directly outside the arena. There was still 15 minutes before the preliminaries began. There was more than enough time. Every entrance was packed with people.
As Lin Feng watched, he felt his heart tremble.
"Hey, little brother, do you want a ticket?" A man with a face of a mouse approached him with a smile.
"Ticket?" Lin Feng was surprised.
"Yes, looking at you, little brother, I don't think you bought a ticket." The man with a face of a mouse blinked and said softly, "I have one last ticket. If you want it, I'll sell it to you cheaply. Three million Dou Spirit Coins!"
"Three million Dou Spirit Coins?" Lin Feng was surprised. "What seat is so expensive?"
"Little brother, don't joke around. How can you buy a seat ticket now?" The man with a face of a mouse smiled.
"Three million Dou Spirit Coins for a standing ticket?" Lin Feng shook his head speechlessly. The price had increased by more than ten times. It was too scary.
"Of course." The shrewd-looking man winked and raised his index finger. With a serious expression, he said, "Look, I only have one left. How about this, little brother, I'll sell it to you at a 20% discount. " Seeing that Lin Feng was unmoved, the man with a face of a mouse quickly added, "I'll give you a 'Guaranteed Win Booklet' as a personal gift!"
As he spoke, he took out a small booklet.
"Oh?" Lin Feng took it curiously and flipped it open.
It clearly recorded every match, the strength of both sides, the betting estimates, the odds, the winning and losing table, and so on.
Obviously, the martial artist who wrote this had done a lot of research.
"I didn't lie to you, did I? This is good stuff." The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse said, "With this booklet, who knows, you might be able to earn back the money you paid for the ticket in the first round …" The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse was very eloquent.
However, Lin Feng did not care at all.
After casually flipping through two pages, Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
He found his name!
"Number 881, Lin Feng of the Lin clan in the Qianluo District, peak Star Lord …" Lin Feng's eyes glittered as he said, "He's one of the top Star Lords, but his opponent, Lin Feng, is not only a Star Realm warrior, but also has a special eye. He's immeasurably strong. There's a 99.9% chance that Lin Fan will win this battle."
"Little Brother, are you from the Qianluo District?" The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse was very good at reading people's expressions. He said, "In my opinion, there's a huge disparity in strength in this match. This Lin Fan is basically guaranteed to win. You won't lose much if you bet more. If you bet on Lin Feng … tsk, there's a 90% chance that you'll lose everything. "
"In my opinion …" The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse was still talking.
However, Lin Feng closed the booklet and handed it back to the man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse.
"Huh?" The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse looked at Lin Feng in confusion.
"Let me give you a suggestion." Lin Feng smiled faintly. "Bet on Lin Feng. Bet as much as you can. If you're brave enough, these odds will be enough for you to eat and drink for the rest of your life." Then, Lin Feng disappeared without a trace.
The man with the head of a snake and the eyes of a mouse stood there dumbfounded.
The contestant passage.
Swoosh! After verifying his identity, Lin Feng entered.
What happened just now was just a small interlude. Perhaps the odds of betting were very high, but so what? If it was small, it was useless. If it was big and he won tens of thousands of star crystals, it would probably cause trouble. Why bother?
To the current him, the money from gambling was of no concern to him.
According to Ah-Zhong, he was now much richer than 99% of the Star Sector-level powerhouses.
…
The passage wasn't long.
Soon, Lin Feng passed through a door of light and entered the contestants' resting room.
The atmosphere was rather grim.
The air seemed to have frozen, making it hard to breathe.
After the first round of elimination, the number of contestants in the resting room had decreased by half. And these contestants who had gone through the cruel round of elimination were much stronger! Star Sector-level martial artists were everywhere. The number was even approaching the number of Star Lords.
Swoosh! A murderous gaze shot over. Lin Feng's eyes burned.
He turned around and instantly met Lin Fan's eyes. Those sharp eyes shone with a terrifying white light as if they were going to tear him to pieces.
His opponent for the second round!
"What a strong murderous intent." Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly.
Having been on the battlefield for a long time, he was very clear about murderous intent.
Most importantly, Lin Fan didn't hide or hide anything. Those white eyes seemed to be provoking him. The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold, wolf-like smile. Clearly, he was very confident about this battle.
"That's good too. Let's settle our grudges once and for all." Lin Feng turned around and ignored Lin Fan's provocation.
In the resting room, any verbal provocation or eye contact was useless.
It was a battle to the death in the arena!
"Hmph." Lin Fan smiled in disdain. His eyes were filled with pride.
Lin Feng's dodging made him even more certain that Lin Feng was just a paper tiger now.
As his power increased greatly, he reached the Star Sector-level. His White Mu Pupil had reached the peak of the third level. Lin Fan was even confident in facing a level-3 Star Sector-level opponent. Lin Feng? A peak Cosmic Lord warrior was nothing at all!
In terms of power and eye technique, he had long thrown Lin Feng to the back of his mind.
"How dare you steal my woman. I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse!" Lin Fan gritted his teeth.
But clearly, he didn't think that he was improving and getting stronger.
Was Lin Feng just going to stay where he was?
…
"Your opponent seems to hate you a lot." Bai Qi smiled.
"There's some misunderstanding." Lin Feng smiled.
How could he not feel the sharp and vicious gaze behind him?
The enmity between him and Lin Fan started because of Yumo. Perhaps it was just a small wound, but after a long time, the wound became infected and festered. Now, it was completely rotten. There was only one way to completely get rid of it —
Remove it!
"Misunderstanding?" Bai Qi could not help but laugh.
Since Lin Feng didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't ask anymore.
"No matter what, I hope that my next opponent … is you." Bai Qi's eyes flashed as he looked at Lin Feng.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you?" Lin Feng smiled.
"I'm afraid you won't dare to accept the challenge," Bai Qi said.
"I'm not the same as I was during the qualifying round." Lin Feng looked at Bai Qi, his eyes flashing.
Unforgettable!
Bai Qi gave him his first defeat in the Land of the Nine States.
And it was a miserable defeat.
He didn't even have the ability to fight back.
"I'm not the same person either." Bai Qi smiled faintly.
Their eyes met, and there was a sense of appreciation. Suddenly, Lin Feng and Bai Qi laughed heartily, which attracted the attention of the surrounding martial artists. It was rare to see such a smile in such a tense lounge. Only those who were truly confident could have such an open-minded state of mind.
Lin Feng was like that, and so was Bai Qi.
But Lin Fan wasn't like that.
…
…
"Dong!" A heavy bell rang.
The originally noisy martial arts arena immediately quieted down. Everyone's eyes were focused on the arena.
Hua Yidao stood in the center of the arena, dressed in a simple martial attire. He looked like a man of steel. That sharp aura that was like the edge of a blade made all the martial artists raise their eyebrows. He was a peak Star Sector-level expert, the Saber King of Shiluo Commandery, the Sect Master of the Moonlight Saber Sect, one of the nine giants of Shiluo Commandery, and one of the top ten experts!
Anyone with a title would be looked up to.
Hua Yidao stood at the top of the pyramid in Shiluo Commandery.
"I hereby announce the start of the second preliminary round of the Vermillion Bird Challenge in arena number 10." His deep voice spread throughout the arena, igniting the emotions of all the martial artists. As Bai Qi flew down and took the lead to enter the arena, the surrounding audience erupted into cheers and cheers.
They had waited for a full three months!
…
The second preliminary round had officially begun.
His number was 1, which meant that Bai Qi was the first in every round.
Unless he was eliminated.
However, it was obvious that his opponent in the second round wasn't qualified.
Even holding on for a while was a luxury. In less than three moves, Ji Gu, the rising star of the Cold River Sword Faction, who had an outstanding performance in the first preliminary round, was defeated by Bai Qi. Sword against sword, Star Sector-level against Star Sector-level. There were no tricks. Bai Qi defeated his opponent with one move and won easily.
Cheers rang out from the spectator stands.
"He's indeed powerful." Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly.
After two rounds, no opponent was able to force Bai Qi to use his true strength.
It seemed that he had to try it himself.
…
Every match was more intense than the one before.
From the second round onwards, the rank 1 Star Sector-level martial artists who had entered the preliminaries directly went up. They didn't have to sit out this round. With the addition of many new fighters, the arena became much livelier. The battles between Star Sector-level martial artists were a feast for the eyes.
The murderous aura was even more intense!
Many intense battles ended with the death of one side.
In the second preliminary round, it was rare to see a huge disparity in strength. In fact, many martial artists killed their opponents directly to prevent future troubles.
Although it was cruel, it was the right way to do it.
At least, they wouldn't be overturned.
As the competition continued, one intense battle after another ended. The number of people in the resting room decreased.
"Number 881, Qianluo District's Lin Clan, Lin Feng!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up in an instant as the martial artist in charge of hosting shouted loudly.
Finally, it was his turn.
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