Qin Feng walked down the stage. Qin Zhantian's expression was not good, but he did not blame Qin Feng.
However, a few elders were discussing at the side. Their words were full of criticism. Qin Feng admitted defeat before the fight even started. This made them feel that Qin Feng was losing face for the Qin family. Moreover, he was losing face in front of the entire city.
They knew that Qin Feng's chance of winning was zero, but they could not accept a Qin Clan disciple admitting defeat.
The reproachful voice gradually became louder. Qin Zhantian coughed heavily, and the surrounding gradually quietened down.
Qin Kuang, who had kept his mouth shut, shouted angrily, "Admitting defeat without even fighting, Qin Clan's face has been thrown away by you."
When Qin Kuang spoke, the surrounding elders also voiced out their agreement. They did not even look at Qin Zhantian's cold expression.
They did not care about the patriarch's face.
Qin Zhantian's heart was already filled with anger, but he did not dare to flare up. The corner of his eyes twitched and a cold light flashed, "Qin Feng, the men of the Qin Clan will only die in battle, not surrender. In view of your performance today, you will be punished to the back cliff for three years. Do you have any objections?
Back cliff for three years?
The back cliff was where the Qin Clan imprisoned their prisoners. The environment was extremely bad, and it would be a miracle for one to survive for three years. Imprisoning Qin Feng there was no doubt that he would die.
Qin Feng's expression did not change, but his heart was bleeding. He nodded, "Disciple is willing to accept the punishment."
"Patriarch, isn't the punishment too heavy?"
Qin Tian could not stand it anymore. The result of the battle between Qin Feng and Xiao Rufeng was clear to everyone. The Qin Clan's elders did not care about Qin Feng's talent and criticized him. Not only that, Qin Zhantian actually gave such a heavy punishment because of the elders' face.
He sneered in his heart. The Qin Clan was truly rotten.
Qin Tian said lightly. Without waiting for Qin Zhantian to speak, Qin Kuang shouted angrily, "When was it your turn to speak in the Qin Clan?"
Qin Kuang's body emitted a strong killing intent, as if if Qin Tian were to say one more word, he would kill him.
"Enough!"
Qin Zhantian said calmly. The killing intent emitted from Qin Kuang's body immediately disappeared, as if it had sunk into a sea of mud.
The aura of a spirit refining cultivator was much stronger than a peak spirit gathering cultivator.
Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Qin Tian. His eyes were filled with gratitude, revealing a shallow smile.
Qin Kuang suddenly said, "Anyone who surrenders will have their Qigong crippled and be expelled from the Qin Clan."
These words were obviously meant for Qin Tian to hear, completely cutting off his path of retreat. They had all seen the hatred in Xiao Rufeng's eyes. Naturally, they knew that Qin Tian and him would fight to the death.
Qin Tian was only a rank four spirit formation cultivator while Xiao Rufeng was a rank six spirit formation cultivator for more than half a year.
No matter what, Qin Tian was not Xiao Rufeng's opponent.
It would be best if Qin Tian died. Qin Kuang did not need to do it himself. If Qin Tian were to surrender, he would not hesitate to act.
All of this, Qin Tian naturally knew how powerful it was.
If not for Qin Zhantian restraining Qin Kuang, Qin Xiangtian would have most likely died in their hands. However, in his heart, both of them would definitely die.
Qin Kuang's warning, Qin Zhantian did not say a word. He did not even make a sound, but his eyes changed.
The fifth round ended, leaving six people behind.
Other than Xiao Rufeng, the rest were from the four great clans.
The sixth round began quickly. Qin Tian, Xiao Rufeng, and Zhao Kong did not meet.
Qin Tian and Xiao Rufeng's opponents tacitly admitted defeat the moment they went up the stage. Only Zhao Kong entered the final round after a series of battles.
Zhao Kong's performance in the sixth round was very strenuous, as if he relied on luck to enter the final round. His body was also injured to varying degrees.
The only thing that did not change was his expression.
There were only three of them in the seventh round. Qin Tian's target was Xiao Rufeng, but he had to guard against Zhao Kong acting like a pig to eat a tiger. Seeing that Zhao Kong's acting skills were not simple, Qin Tian had to keep an eye on him.
Zhao Kong was known as a dark horse. This was the first time he represented the Zhao Clan to participate in the gathering. He had never heard of such a person before.
It could be seen that Zhao Wudi had hidden his strength well.
There were only three people in the seventh round, so one of them would have to pass. There were three slips in the box. The person who drew the blank slip would enter the next round. The first person to draw the slip was Zhao Kong.
After drawing it, he handed it to the judge. The judge opened the slip, it was blank.
"Pass."
"Such good luck."
At this moment, Qin Tian was even more certain that Zhao Kong's strength was not simple. Looking at his calm appearance, Qin Tian guessed that Zhao Kong's strength was not weaker than Xiao Rufeng.
It seemed that the Zhao Clan originally wanted to use him to deal with Xiao Rufeng, but because of his appearance, it was changed.
Equivalent to the oriole? Qin Tian sneered, "You want to be the oriole? Sorry, Laozi is a hunter. "
Zhao Kong passed, so Qin Tian and Xiao Rufeng did not need to draw anymore. Xiao Rufeng could not wait to step onto the stage and stared at Qin Tian with disdain.
Qin Tian walked towards the stage unhurriedly. Their eyes met, and Xiao Rufeng said coldly, "Five years ago, you defeated me here. Five years later, I will kill you here to prove to the world that I am Qinghe City's number one genius."
"Five years ago, you lost. I gave you a chance to start over, but you didn't want to. Since you don't want to be a human, then go be a ghost." Qin Tian snorted and replied.
Before the two started fighting, sparks of hatred could be seen. The square quieted down. The battle for Qinghe City's number one genius would be decided today.
Five years ago, it was Qin Tian. These five years, it was Xiao Rufeng. Today, the winner would be decided.
Regarding the ownership of Qinghe City's number one genius, everyone was looking forward to it.
On the stage, the battle intent soared.
The buzzing sound of the sword beside Xiao Rufeng spread out in waves. Some of the disciples with lower cultivations felt as though their eardrums were exploding like thunder. They found it hard to bear and retreated continuously.
A powerful pressure was released. This pressure was twice as strong as the one released on the street. It was like a surging sea, engulfing everything in its path.
The surging pressure was like a sharp sword piercing through the clouds, striking towards Qin Tian. The air was filled with dark clouds, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.
"Pressure again!"
Qin Tian sneered. The Heavenly Dragon Form Scripture was activated. Facing the pressure released by Xiao Rufeng, Qin Tian was relaxed. A faint smile appeared on his face, and within it was contempt and disdain.
"Some progress."
Xiao Rufeng snorted. The pressure suddenly increased, and the sword beside him trembled. Following that, a 'jie jie' sound was heard as it pierced towards Qin Tian's life gate … …
Rank six spirit formation, profound Qigong. The pressure formed was like a spear, incomparably sharp. After the pressure, the sword pierced through with lightning speed.
Qin Tian pushed his hand out, and a strong wind blew around him. The wind around him intensified, forming a small whirlwind. With another step, the whirlwind shot out … …
The pressure produced a substantial amount of Qi?
Impossible, Qin Tian was only a rank four spirit formation. How could his Qigong be so profound?
Xiao Rufeng did not dare to believe it. With a roar, he rushed out!
"Rumble … …"
A series of dull crashing sounds came from the stage … …
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