The Hidden Dragon Pot floated in the air, projecting a light screen from the pot's mouth, showing the battle process inside.
After the first round of eliminations, the remaining people were the cream of the crop. Lin Feng and the others were also somewhat interested. Silently, they watched the competition process.
After the competition, a group of elders would also comment on the performance of their disciples.
To be able to receive the comments and guidance of their sect's primordial spirit ancestors was a very precious opportunity, even for these proud sons of heaven who usually received preferential treatment in their sects. This was also a great reward for them from participating in the Desolate Sea Assembly.
When the other disciples heard the comments of their primordial spirit ancestors, it was also a rare reward. Even if they could not enter the Ancient Desolate Sea World, it was still a worthwhile trip.
Lin Feng watched as Wang Lin fought with someone inside the Hidden Dragon Pot. Both sides were evenly matched, and he could not help but laugh in his heart.
Each of his disciples had a different fighting style.
Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan were the same kind of people. When they started, they used big moves. They never pretended to be pigs to eat tigers. When a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength. It uses the simplest and most direct method to end the battle and eliminate the opponent.
When fighting with them, your only choice was to also use your full strength from the start. Everyone would use big moves and meet on a narrow path, and the strong would win. If you wanted to preserve your strength at the start and keep your trump cards, then there was a high chance that you would not be able to use your trump cards until your death.
In the end, you would lose a good hand in your own hands, and you would lose incomparably sullenly.
Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was someone who liked to hold back. If he could use thirty percent of his strength to defeat his opponent, he would not use forty percent of his strength. He hid his true strength in front of most people and suddenly released it when necessary, shocking the entire audience.
In Lin Feng's heart, he liked to pretend and counterattack. He loved to do that the most.
As for Xiao Budian, that brat, whether he pretended to be a pig to eat tigers or revealed his fangs from the start depended entirely on his mood. It was hard to say.
In other words, it was also very unreliable.
As for Yang Qing, this young man had too little experience in fighting with others. Lin Feng was still a little unsure, but judging from his visual observation, he was the spring type, striking only after the enemy had struck.
Wang Lin was also an expert at pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. However, this was mainly because his current cultivation was slightly lower. Most of the time, the enemies he faced were stronger than him. This forced him to secretly accumulate his strength and then find the right opportunity to kill them in one strike, causing them to die with hatred.
Now, Wang Lin's opponent clearly didn't need him to use his full strength, but for some unknown reason, Wang Lin held back his strength. He would occasionally play around with his opponent, and after a long stalemate, he took advantage of his opponent's carelessness and won.
When Wang Lin came out of the Hidden Dragon Pot, Huo Chen brushed past him and said with a sneer, "Not much?"
"I heard that you didn't perform so badly in the Sand Continent. Were you deliberately hiding your strength? Or could it be that you were actually very weak at that time and relied on external forces such as magic tools and talismans to support you? "
Wang Lin glanced at him and said calmly, "I sincerely hope that you will also enter the top eight."
Huo Chen laughed coldly. Wang Lin naturally wouldn't be doing this for his own good, but hinted that he would only have the qualifications to fight him after entering the top eight.
"You don't have to worry about this." Huo Chen snorted, "I originally thought that there would be some experts in the royal family, but now it seems that they are too useless."
Following behind Wang Lin, the defeated member of the royal family heard this and glared at him angrily. Huo Chen laughed coldly and ignored them.
At this time, a young man wearing a bright yellow robe walked over expressionlessly. When the defeated member of the royal family saw him, his face instantly revealed a look of fear.
The young man in the yellow robe didn't say a word and suddenly slapped out, directly knocking the member of the royal family to the ground.
Wang Lin and Huo Chen's expressions changed at the same time and they looked at the young man in the yellow robe.
The young man in the yellow robe also looked at them and suddenly broke into a smile, "My name is Shi Shaoqian, I will have to ask for your guidance later."
When he said the last few words, his voice was very soft and his eyes flickered with a strange light, moving people's hearts.
Huo Chen's expression became serious. The Shi Shaoqian in front of him had red lips and white teeth. Under the appearance of an extraordinarily handsome young man hid a power that even he, who was used to seeing blood, felt his heart palpitate.
Even the most ferocious and strongest Foundation Establishment Daemon General that he had killed before was not this terrifying. Huo Chen had only experienced this kind of feeling from Daemon Commanders who had formed their Daemon Cores, but the Shi Shaoqian in front of him had undoubtedly not formed his golden elixir and was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
On the other hand, Wang Lin's expression was normal as he glanced at Shi Shaoqian, "There will be a chance."
Shi Shaoqian smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth, and lightly clenched his teeth, "Of course."
Wang Lin nodded and immediately walked back. Xiao Budian and Yue Hongyan came up to greet him, the little guy said with a smile, "Congratulations on returning victorious third senior brother."
"Brat, don't make fun of me." A faint smile appeared on Wang Lin's face. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed that someone was looking at him from the side.
Wang Lin looked over and saw that it was a handsome young man dressed in white. Based on his attire, he was a disciple of the Heaven Pool Sect.
When the white-clothed young man saw Wang Lin look over, he couldn't help but smile, "Fang Zhong of the Heaven Pool Sect, I was originally quite interested in you, but now I suddenly have no interest."
"Everyone says that you, the disciples of Xuanmen Tianzong, are invincible in fights of magical powers within the same realm. I've never believed in rumors, I only believe in what I see with my own eyes." Fang Zhong's expression was indifferent, "I never underestimate my opponents, but I also don't overestimate them. I can see that you were holding back in that fight, but if you didn't hold back enough, then I really have no interest in you."
Fang Zhong's gaze fell on Yue Hongyan, who was beside Wang Lin, and he suddenly revealed a smile. However, this smile seemed rather sinister, "I'm actually more interested in the person beside you."
He slightly emphasized the word "interested", appearing rather frivolous. He looked at Yue Hongyan, smiled, and said, "She's a bit fierce, but she's really a beauty."
Yue Hongyan's sword-like eyebrows gradually straightened. The little guy waved his hand at her, turned his head to look at Fang Zhong, and said very seriously, "Do you want to die?"
Fang Zhong was speechless. He wanted to retort, but when he felt the terrifying waves of magical power coming from the little guy's body, he could only forcefully swallow his words.
"You better pay attention to your words. This isn't a place for you to behave atrociously." At this time, another disciple of the Heaven Pool Sect stood behind Fang Zhong. His powerful aura forcefully withstood the pressure brought by the little guy. Impressively, he was a cultivator of the Golden Elixir period.
His aura was flawless, and his cultivation was in the late stage of the Golden Elixir period.
"Heaven Pool Sect's Mu Jihai." The person who came stared at the little guy and coldly said, "My junior brother can say whatever he wants to say. Who are you to control him? Do you think that you can be lawless just because you have the support of your master? Before you act atrociously, you should clearly see that there are some people you can't afford to provoke! "
The little guy did not care at all, and lightly said, "I will take responsibility for the words I said. It's best if you have the ability to take responsibility for the words someone said."
He stared at Fang Zhong, "I'll say one thing right now. If you dare to say anything dirty to my senior sister again, you're a dead man. If you don't believe me, then try it."
Being lectured by a child who looked no older than eleven or twelve years old, Mu Jihai and Fang Zhong felt a bit embarrassed. Coming from the Heaven Pool Sect, they had always been able to walk sideways in the northern snowy plains.
Mu Jihai stopped Fang Zhong, and angrily laughed, "Oh, then I really have to try. You …"
Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted by someone, "Junior brother Mu, bring junior brother Fang back. The next round of the competition is about to begin."
Mu Jihai and Fang Zhong simultaneously shut their mouths and hatefully looked at the little guy. They simultaneously returned to the Heaven Pool Sect's camp and stood behind a young man.
That young man politely smiled and nodded towards the little guy and the others.
However, the little guy could feel a bit gloomy from the other party's smile. He slightly frowned, and at this time, a rough voice suddenly sounded beside him, "That's the most outstanding disciple of the Heaven Pool Sect's younger generation, Song Qingyuan. He's the most sinister and cunning, a smiling tiger."
The little guy, Wang Lin, and Yue Hongyan turned their heads to look. What appeared in front of them was a high-spirited large man dressed in a different race's clothing. His stature was as tall as Jie Yu's in human form, and his body was flourishing with vitality. He was not the slightest bit inferior to Jie Yu when he was still in the Demon Commander realm.
"My name is Du Kun, and I come from the Northern Militant." The foreign race man laughed straightforwardly, "The enemies of the Heaven Pool Sect are my friends."
The little guy's eyeballs spun around, and he laughed, "Yeah, friends, friends."
"I really like your Black Cloud Howling Wind Beasts, can you give me a few?"
Du Kun laughed, "You have good eyesight, my clan's Black Cloud Howling Wind Beasts are known as the most durable spirit beast mounts in the Divine Land."
"Yeah, yeah." The little guy repeatedly nodded his head, a sentence was already at the tip of his mouth, but he forcefully swallowed it back, "The taste is also very good."
On this side, the little guy was trying to get the other party's horse. On the other side, within the Dragon Concealing Pot, Huo Chen had already finished his battle, and laughed loudly, "How can a greenhouse flower like you compare to me who has experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood?"
His opponent was called Chu Xinzhen, and was the only remaining Celeritas Sword Sect foundation establishment stage disciple after entering the top 16. At this moment, his face was ashen, and he didn't dare to look at the expressions of his sect elders.
Chu Xinzhen's defeat indicated that the Celeritas Sword Sect's foundation establishment stage disciples were completely annihilated, and not a single person entered the top 8.
From top to bottom of the Celeritas Sword Sect, everyone's expressions were ugly. Only Celeritas Sword Lord's expression was normal, without the slightest change.
Asura Lord Huo Xiu's face also didn't have any complacent expression. Lord Chang Le lightly sighed and said, "Next round, Xuanmen Tianzong Yang Qing against Tianchi School's Fang Zhong."
In the Tianchi School camp, Fang Zhong coldly laughed, "Within Xuanmen Tianzong's group of people, this is the most boring opponent. I'll crush him first, then find the other two to slowly settle the score."
Yang Qing also finished his meditation at this time, silently standing up from the ground. His movements were slightly stiff.
In the eyes of the primordial spirit big shots, they all secretly shook their heads. How could they not see that Yang Qing was a bit nervous?
Let's not talk about his cultivation level first, this mentality was very bad.
Lin Feng looked at the silent Yang Qing, the corners of his mouth instead revealing a smile.
Cao Wei was expressionless, his gaze sweeping past the smile on Lin Feng's mouth, suddenly opening his mouth and saying, "Lin Feng, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
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