The difference in strength was too great.
Even if Lin Feng only had fifty percent of his strength, but …
How could a mere Yu Yunlong be able to withstand it?
No matter how strong the shield was, there would be a day when it would break. The Amethyst Spear flashed with a dazzling purple light. The terrifying aura contained the power of a 'domain', as if it could suppress and destroy everything. There was nothing else that could block this attack. Under the illumination of the purple light, Yu Yunlong's face was filled with terror and disbelief.
The terrifying power mixed with the terrifying suffocating feeling made Yu Yunlong unable to resist at all.
Lin Feng was too strong!
"Chi!" The Amethyst Spear instantly pierced through everything, destroying all obstacles.
Yu Yunlong stood in place, stunned. He looked at the Amethyst Spear in front of his chest, which was flashing with purple light. Blood kept dripping down. In the blink of an eye, it felt like ten thousand years had passed. All kinds of complicated emotions appeared on his face. Yu Yunlong spat out blood, his face extremely pale.
He lost!
He had suffered a crushing defeat.
The defensive power that he was so proud of, the powerful Fourth Layer Path of Defense, in front of Lin Feng …
It was simply a joke.
"Peng!" Yu Yunlong fell to the ground and fainted.
The surroundings were filled with silence. Everyone seemed to be mute as they looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Their mouths were wide open enough to stuff an egg.
Lin Feng, one man and one spear, stood facing the wind.
It felt as if he was as tall as the sky.
…
"After not seeing him for three months, he became stronger again." Hua Yidao's eyes were bright as he slowly stood up.
As the person in charge of the Tenth Battle Arena, he had personally witnessed Lin Feng's growth. From the first round of the preliminaries to the second round, then to the third and fourth round, every three months, Lin Feng's strength was completely different, bringing him a new shock.
"Peng! Peng! "The sound of his heartbeat was very fast.
Hua Yidao stared at the figure in the battle arena, his heart filled with battle intent.
"In time, this kid will become a great person."
"After the four rounds of preliminaries, we will enter the Vermillion Bird Battle Arena. At that time, we might meet again."
"One year later …"
Hua Yidao's eyes flickered as he nodded enthusiastically.
He was looking forward to seeing how strong Lin Feng would become after a year.
"With his potential, it shouldn't be difficult for him to break through to the cosmic realm state within a year."
"At that time, there will be another leap in strength."
"I'm really looking forward to it."
…
"The match is over!"
"Number 881, Qianluo District's Lin clan, Lin Feng, advances to the main competition!"
Accompanied by a loud shout from the cultivator in charge, the clear sound of a bell suddenly rang out, as if the dust had settled, as if a joyous celebration. In the audience, a tsunami of cheers erupted. Some people were happy while others were sad. Those who had underestimated Lin Feng had paid a heavy price.
Originally, he thought that with Lin Feng's heavy injuries and Yu Yunlong's powerful strength, there was no suspense in this match.
Who would have thought that this would be the result?
Not only had Lin Feng won, he had won cleanly!
Like crushing dry weeds!!
In less than five seconds, the match was over. From the beginning to the end, Yu Yunlong was like a "baby" in front of Lin Feng. That "pathetic" defense was as weak as tofu. Yu Yunlong would probably never forget Lin Feng's spear for the rest of his life.
Not only did it pierce through the defense he was so proud of, but it also tore his pride into pieces.
Once again, it proved that the battle arena didn't rely on luck, family background, wealth, or even "appearance". It was —
Strength!
The strong were respected.
…
"This is great!"
"Lin Feng is so powerful!"
Li Hao and Jing Youyou clenched their fists in surprise.
Looking at the people around them who had lost so badly that they didn't even have their pants left, they raised their heads proudly.
Lin Feng was their friend!
"You are the strongest, Lin Da Ge." Lin Yumo smiled as she looked at the battle arena. Her beautiful eyes flashed with happiness. She didn't participate in the fourth round of preliminaries. Her opponent's strength was not something she could defeat. Rather than wasting her strength, she might as well come here to cheer for her beloved.
In the arena, perhaps she was the only one who had never doubted the outcome of this match.
No matter how strong Yu Yunlong was, she believed that Lin Feng would obtain the final victory.
This was a kind of blind confidence.
…
"Losing to you is not an injustice," Bai Qi, who was dressed in a white brocade robe, was also sitting in the audience. He smiled as he looked at Lin Feng. With a tall and straight figure and a head of white hair, Bai Qi stood out among the crowd. Looking at the "opponent" who had eliminated him, Bai Qi didn't feel any resentment.
He accepted his loss wholeheartedly.
"I thought that in these three months, we would be able to get closer …" Bai Qi smiled and shook his head.
Although he lost to Lin Feng, he didn't feel dispirited or give up. Instead, he continued to cultivate under the Sage, Madam Bai. Victory and defeat were common in battle. According to Madam Bai's words, if he lost this time, he could just get back at him next time.
However, he didn't expect that after three months of cultivation, not only would he not be able to get closer to Lin Feng, but …
He would be even further away from him.
"As expected of the person favored by the Sage, Shakaluo."
"You have to work hard even in the main competition, Lin Feng." Bai Qi smiled and stood up.
To him, other than Lin Feng's match, he had no interest in watching the other preliminaries. If he had the time, he would rather use it to cultivate. Although he wasn't as strong as Lin Feng, he had an advantage.
"Let's see who can reach the Saint level first." Bai Qi's eyes burned. "My lifelong rival."
After muttering to himself, Bai Qi turned and left.
No one noticed that in the crowd, there was a man covered in a black cloak. His eyes were like stars as he stared at the arena. His aura was extremely violent and terrifying. He used his aura to create an independent area that no one could approach.
"Laugh as much as you want, my good nephew."
"I want to see how long you can laugh!"
"Let's play slowly."
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Strange laughter sounded, mixed with anger and killing intent.
The crowd felt their hair stand on end and goosebumps appeared on their skin. When they looked over, in an instant …
The man in the black cloak had already disappeared without a trace.
…
Qianluo District, Lin clan.
"Good news, great news!" A loud voice spread throughout the inner and outer districts.
"Just now, in the fourth round of the preliminaries, the first person to advance to the Vermillion Bird Challenge Tournament was decided. His name is …"
"Lin Feng!"
"That's right, the adopted son of our clan leader, the pride of the Lin clan!"
"Everyone, let's cheer for him and celebrate this good news!"
…
His voice was unsteady and incoherent.
Indeed, they were too excited!
How many years had it been?
How many years had it been since the Lin clan had gained such a reputation? Every time the Vermillion Bird Challenge Tournament was held, the Lin clan might not even get a spot to advance to the tournament, let alone become famous in Shiluo County as the "first place." Perhaps this so-called "first place" didn't have much practical significance, but it was a kind of glory, a symbol!
At this moment, in the streets and alleys of Shiluo County, there was only one name being discussed —
Lin Feng!
Lin Feng of the Lin clan!
Although the second and third place received the same treatment, in terms of "fame," there was no doubt that they were worlds apart from the first place.
This time, Lin Feng was really famous.
Not only Lin Feng, but the Lin clan was also thriving.
How happy!
…
"Haha, hahahaha!" Lin Zhen couldn't stop laughing.
The upper echelons of the Lin Clan who were present were all chuckling. They were extremely happy.
After the internal strife, the Lin clan's reputation had plummeted. Not only had it affected their reputation, but it had also affected their overall status as a craftsman. This was why the clan was so nervous about this Vermillion Bird Craftsman Tournament. Even Lin Yan, this old bag of bones, was going all out.
Who would have thought that a nobody, Lin Feng, would stumble his way through the qualifiers and the preliminaries and enter the preliminaries?
Then, he would overcome all obstacles and smoothly pass the four preliminaries!
While everyone's eyes and hopes were on Lin Zhan, Lin Yumo, and the other rising experts of the clan, Lin Feng had already quietly walked to the front. This young man, who was like a "mystery" in everyone's eyes, had created a miracle that was neither too big nor too small. The Lin clan —
Completely changed!
…
…
"Ah, leave?" Lin Zhen was a little surprised.
"Yes, foster father." Lin Feng smiled faintly. His expression was calm.
His face was still a little pale, and the injuries on his body hadn't healed, but this didn't affect him much.
This time, he had already planned to go to the Hundred Falls and return to the Tianwu Continent. The preliminaries of the Vermillion Bird Competition had ended, and there was a full year to prepare before the main competition. He naturally couldn't waste it.
When the time came, he would face all Star Sector-level experts.
Many of them were existences on the same level as Shi Zhixin, or even stronger!
Although he easily entered the main competition, Lin Feng didn't think that he was stronger than the omnipotent Shi Zhixin in the Green Field Immortal Track. Shi Zhixin's strength could be considered monstrous to be able to stop the Celestial Dog Clan's army by herself.
Apart from the fact that he was still very far away.
"Don't worry, foster father. Without Hong Jiang, this chess piece, Lam Tok Tei won't be able to play any tricks for now."
"Moreover, if I don't want to be controlled by others, the best way isn't to think about how to counter their moves. That would be too passive, but …"
"To strengthen myself and be in an invincible position."
Lin Feng's eyes were burning, and his heart was firm.
To strengthen himself, the Vermillion Bird Competition and the Vermillion Bird Blacksmith Competition were all opportunities for him!
"Since you've decided, foster father will support you to the end." Lin Zhen patted Lin Feng's shoulder with his big hand and laughed heartily. "Go ahead. Your foster father will be your strong backing!"
Lin Feng smiled, and his eyes flashed. "There's one more thing that I hope foster father can help me with."
Lin Zhen laughed valiantly. "It's about Yumo, right? Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. No matter what, she's my future daughter-in-law, haha."
"Thank you, foster father." Lin Feng smiled and nodded. "Then we'll meet again in a year."
"Okay, take care of yourself." Lin Zhen's eyes shone brightly.
A simple hug was goodbye.
Lin Feng then left.
…
(On the second day of the New Year, visiting relatives is so tiring, haha! Three chapters tomorrow.)
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