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Feng Yu made his move. The combat techniques of the Feng Clan were incomparably strong. A huge tornado appeared on the arena, sending the fatty flying into the air.
There was no suspense in this battle. One should know that Feng Yu was an expert who had surpassed the Inborn Realm.
In the next moment, the fatty's huge body flew out like a huge meatball. He landed on the ground and bounced a few times before standing firmly on the ground.
"What a meatball!"
Everyone in the square was secretly astonished when they saw this. The people who came out of the workshop were really extraordinary!
At this time, the fatty stared at the figure on the arena. He was unwilling, but more than that, he felt helpless. He couldn't even defeat a kid. He had lived all these years in vain.
"Junior Brother Fatty, you'd better stay in the workshop obediently. There's good food and a good place to live. We're all very envious of you! Haha … "
Someone mocked the fatty.
"Lin Xuan, if you're capable, come up the arena. If you're not, then don't squabble here."
The fatty stared at the disciple in green who mocked him and said angrily.
"Hmph! I'll go up then. So what? "
The disciple in green said as he leaped up and landed on the arena.
"Little brat, it's not too late for you to jump off the arena now. If I make a move, you'll be in deep trouble." The disciple in green named Lin Xuan smiled evilly and stared at Feng Yu.
Feng Yu smiled and didn't say a word. However, he stretched out his hand and hooked his finger at the disciple in green.
"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless." Lin Xuan said coldly. In the next moment, he moved, leaving an afterimage on the spot. In an instant, he appeared in front of Feng Yu and threw a punch at Feng Yu's face.
"So fast!"
The spectators below the arena were shocked. The moment Lin Xuan punched out, there was a loud piercing sound in the air. The speed and strength of his physical body had broken through the limits of the Postcelestial Stage and even the Postcelestial Stage.
"An expert who has surpassed the Inborn Realm?"
Below the arena, Yang Zhan's eyes narrowed when he saw this.
"Looks like you'd better not go up."
Gu Fei said. Among the green-robed disciples of Ying Tian Courtyard, there were many who were stronger than Yang Zhan. Some of these green-robed disciples even had one foot in the Immortal God Realm.
Given Yang Zhan's current cultivation base, it was impossible for him to defeat these Half-Step Immortals unless he helped him.
"I can't accept it!"
Yang Zhan clenched his fists as he stared at the two rapidly moving figures on the stage.
Feng Yu and Lin Xuan began to fight on the stage. Powerful Qi exploded on the stage and dense sounds of collisions kept ringing out. Powerful energy ripples spread out, creating a strong wind around the stage.
"Third Brother, your Feng Clan has produced a good seedling!"
A white-bearded elder sitting high above the clouds said to a white-haired elder beside him.
"Feng Yu is a good kid."
The old man said proudly.
Shangguan Feixiong, who was sitting beside the Twelfth Elder, smiled and did not say anything. The Third Elder, Feng Feiyang, had a powerful cultivation, and was a Saint King. In the past sixty years, the Feng Clan had not produced any outstanding figures.
This made Feng Feiyang lose face, but the appearance of Feng Yu was a pleasant surprise.
"Congratulations, Third Elder."
The other elders said with a smile. In their opinion, since the Third Elder was going to accept this disciple as an elder's disciple, the other elders were too embarrassed to compete with him.
In the eyes of these elders, this batch of new disciples wasn't very good, but there were still a few good seedlings that were worth nurturing.
The once-in-a-century Ying Tian Sect's 36 Monastery Competition was not far away. Among the true disciples and elder's disciples, only one or two would be able to hold the fort.
At this time, the outcome of the battle between the two experts on the stage had been decided. Lin Xuan was sent flying by Feng Yu's palm and fell off the stage. He staggered a few steps and forcefully swallowed the blood that had welled up in his throat.
Without saying a word, he turned and left.
Feng Yu looked at Lin Xuan's back. Although he had defeated Lin Xuan, his state of mind was very calm. He was neither happy nor sad, maintaining his peak state.
"Well done!"
The new disciples below the stage were all cheering for Feng Yu on the stage.
Third Elder Feng Feiyang, who was sitting on a cloud, smiled as he looked at Feng Yu on the stage. He nodded, very satisfied with Feng Yu's performance.
"Let me!"
At this time, a loud shout rang out.
Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a tall and mighty disciple in green robes walking over like a fierce beast.
"Why is he here?"
Someone exclaimed.
"Isn't he already qualified to become a true disciple? Why is he here to fight? "
Those who knew this burly man looked at him in disbelief.
Gu Fei's eyes lit up when he saw this man. This guy was definitely over two meters tall, and his muscles were well-developed. His arms revealed his bronze skin.
This burly man gave off a feeling of power.
"Zhao Tianlong, why are you here?"
At this time, a voice came from the sky. Eldest Senior Brother Gu Fei glanced at Third Elder Feng Feiyang before standing up.
At this time, Gu Fei also learned about the background of this burly man from the conversation of the green-robed disciples.
This burly man's name was Zhao Tianlong. He was originally the son of an ordinary hunter, but by chance, he obtained a body tempering technique. Not only did he build a body of muscles, but he also cultivated True Energy from the outside to the inside. He became an Inborn expert and was qualified to participate in the entrance trial of Yingtian Sect.
Ten years ago, he relied on a pair of iron fists to fight his way out of the trial.
Ten years later, he was already a Half-step Immortal with a great mastery of the body tempering technique. His body was strong enough to withstand the attack of a Spiritual Weapon, and he could destroy a small mountain with a single punch.
Even the beasts in the Primogenitor Mountain that were known for their strength weren't a match for him. Someone saw Zhao Tianlong tear a Tiger-Elephant Beast into two with their own eyes.
At this time, Third Elder Feng Feiyang, who was sitting on the cloud, couldn't help but frown when he saw Zhao Tianlong.
Zhao Tianlong was a lunatic. His body was extremely strong, and so was his strength. An ordinary Half-step Immortal was no match for him.
If Feng Yu was killed by Zhao Tianlong, it would be a great loss to the Feng Clan.
When Zhao Tianlong was still a few dozen meters away from the arena, he stomped his right foot on the ground. With a bang, his entire body soared up into the sky and landed on the arena.
"Half-step Immortal?"
Feng Yu stared at Zhao Tianlong, his pupils constricting. In the next moment, rays of spiritual light rushed out from his body and flew back to his body.
Soon, a golden vest appeared on Feng Yu's body.
Swoosh!
A pair of golden wings spread out from Feng Yu's back.
This was a secret treasure of the Feng Family. It was called the Wings of Wind God, a spiritual weapon. With the Wings of Wind God, Feng Yu's confidence was boosted. He was confident that he could even fight against a half-step Immortal God.
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