"Yufei, hurry up! The conference is about to begin!"
Kong Die hurriedly called out.
Nearby, a purple-robed woman of peerless beauty stood. Her snow-white skin glowed with a faint jade-like luster, making her seem like a noble fairy of ice and crystal.
However, this peerlessly beautiful goddess had a gloomy and sorrowful expression on her face, as if she had no interest in anything.
"The conference has nothing to do with me!"
Zhao Yufei acted like it didn't matter.
"Hey, this is a conference that the upper echelon of the Spiritual Race is holding just for you and Quasi-God Luo Yu. There are so many people waiting for you!"
Kong Die flew over and grabbed Zhao Yufei's arm, pulling her into the air.
"Haha, I said before that I would give you a pleasant surprise at this conference. How could you not go?"
Kong Die added.
"It's not like I don't know him. What pleasant surprise could there be?"
Zhao Yufei was rather confused.
"You'll know when you get there …."
Kong Die gave a mysterious smile.
…
The Spiritual Race core disciples and Zhao Feng stood in the center of the crystalline clearing in the center of the lake.
Wei Qingying had a playful smile on her face as she activated the array so that the shockwaves of their battle would not spread elsewhere.
All the disciples present had gathered around the fighting stage.
"This kid's bloodline isn't very strong. He can't put up any resistance against Jin Wei's Spiritual Race bloodline!"
Some of the core disciples weren't very interested in this battle.
Firstly, the two combatants weren't very strong.
Secondly, there was no suspense to this battle.
Jin Wei wasn't very strong among the core disciples, but his Spiritual Race bloodline meant that the weaker one's bloodline was, the greater the suppression one would suffer.
Moreover, Jin Wei was a core disciple of the Spiritual Race, so his cultivation techniques and combat skills were all top-class.
"Haaa, I should have just left. Even if I lost to Jin Wei, I still have to leave!"
Pan Hao muttered on the side.
On the other side, Quasi-God Luo Yu stared at Zhao Feng, a faint smile on her lips.
Zhao Feng's appearance and demeanor weren't bad, and he possessed both courage and insight. Alas, he was Zhao Yufei's pursuer, or else Quasi-God Luo Yu might have considered stopping this battle.
"I'll show you the true bloodline of the Spirit Race!"
Jin Wei waved his golden sleeves with an arrogant and conceited look on his face.
"Wait!"
Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.
"What? Do you regret it now? "
Jin Wei sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.
The surrounding crowd was also stunned. They were already on the fighting platform. Could it be that Zhao Feng was going to go back on his words?
"If I lose, I'll have to leave the exchange meeting. If you lose, you'll have to leave the exchange meeting as well?"
Zhao Feng smiled casually.
His words immediately attracted the disdain of the surrounding crowd.
"This kid is too arrogant!"
"He really thinks so highly of himself!"
Many inner disciples immediately said in order to flatter Jin Wei.
"Haha, I promise you, but I will not lose to you!"
Jin Wei laughed and said affirmatively.
"Then let's begin!"
Seeing that Jin Wei had agreed, the smile on Zhao Feng's face immediately disappeared, and a bone-chilling killing intent spread out.
At that moment, Jin Wei, who looked into Zhao Feng's eyes, could not help but tremble, and a trace of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.
"How is that possible? Why would I be afraid! "
Jin Wei was a little surprised.
Then, Jin Wei directly activated his Spirit Race bloodline.
In an instant, Jin Wei's body became as clear as crystal, and a layer of brilliant white light was released. A vast bloodline power rushed toward Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's eyebrows moved slightly.
Although Jin Wei's strength was lacking, he was very good at using his bloodline. No wonder he was a core disciple of the Spirit Race.
Zhao Feng's Ancient Blood Devil Sun bloodline had only reached within the Archaic Thousand after continuous refinement.
If he used the Ancient Blood Devil Sun bloodline now, it would be almost useless. It would be completely suppressed by Jin Wei's Spirit Race bloodline.
However, Zhao Feng did not need to use his bloodline at all.
"Haha, this must be the first time that kid has seen the true Spirit Race bloodline!"
"His bloodline can't even be used in front of Jin Wei!"
Many people saw Zhao Feng freeze in place and did not use his bloodline, so they mocked him.
"Spirit Gathering Fist!"
Jin Wei activated his Spirit Race bloodline and used all the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi inside the formation for his own use.
Swoosh swoosh!
Countless white crystal fragments danced around his body. As Jin Wei danced, these crystal fragments formed a giant crystal fist that crushed toward Zhao Feng.
The giant crystal fist was about to hit Zhao Feng, but he was still standing in place, motionless!
"Hehe, you can't even use your bloodline. It's not bad that you can block this move of mine!"
After Jin Wei threw out a punch, he laughed in a self-righteous manner.
"Is that so?"
Zhao Feng suddenly spat out two words.
Weng!
A layer of five-colored lightning suddenly appeared on the surface of his body. The dazzling lightning quickly condensed into lightning marks that attached to the surface of his body.
At the same time, a force of lightning that could suppress everything swept out in all directions.
The air instantly sank, and the crystal fist that was flying toward Jin Wei came to a stop.
Boom!
The Gravity Lightning increased once again, shattering the gigantic crystalline fist and causing the entire Battle Stage to tremble.
Not far away, Jin Wei was caught off guard and was suppressed by a tremendous force.
At the same time, the force of lightning paralyzed his entire body.
"How is this possible? Jin Wei's attack was shattered! "
"How did he do it?"
The crowd exclaimed in surprise.
They had thought that Zhao Feng would suffer a crushing defeat or struggle for a while, but they had never thought that this would happen.
Thump!
Zhao Feng took a step forward, and a force of lightning swept out with him as the center.
In front of him, Jin Wei's heart violently thumped as he once again felt a ferocious impact.
Thump!
Zhao Feng took a second step. Jin Wei's face was pale.
Third step!
Jin Wei spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fourth step!
Jin Wei sat paralyzed on the ground, his body trembling!
Gasp!
The surroundings of the fighting ring were deathly silent.
From the beginning of the battle, Zhao Feng had not made a move. He had only taken a few steps, and Jin Wei had been seriously injured!
How was this possible?
Many of the core disciples present could not believe that Zhao Feng possessed such power.
"This is his true strength?"
Pan Hao's mouth was so wide that an apple could be stuffed inside.
With the isolation of the array formation, they could not sense how strong Zhao Feng was.
But to be able to defeat Jin Wei without a fight, his strength was extraordinary.
"This kid …"
Zhang Yutong's eyes focused, and he finally looked at Zhao Feng.
Fairy Luo Yu stared blankly at Zhao Feng in the middle of the fighting ring. His bearing was extraordinary, and he was handsome and cool, like a peerless god of lightning.
"Zhao Yufei!"
At this moment, a cry of alarm came from the crowd.
"Zhao Yufei is here!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes looked into the distance.
They saw a beautiful and otherworldly woman dressed in violet standing in the distance like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Even Quasi-God Luo Yu was stunned, and then a hint of jealousy appeared on her face.
"Yufei!"
Jin Wei's expression froze, and then he roared, "No, I can't lose!"
He could not show such a wretched appearance in front of his goddess. He had to defeat Zhao Feng.
Swish!
A crystal longsword appeared in his hand. There was a mysterious blue crystal line on it.
The moment this sword appeared, even the crowd outside the array sensed a sharp Sword Intent and felt a portion of their Divine Power drain away.
Jin Wei's action drew everyone's attention away from Zhao Yufei.
"High-quality divine artifact, Celestial Crystal Sword!"
A core disciple cried out in alarm.
High-quality divine artifacts were divine artifacts used by Ancient Gods!
"I didn't think that Jin Wei's ancestor would give him a Celestial Crystal Sword to protect himself!"
Zhang Yutong was shocked.
Unless Zhao Feng also took out a high-quality divine artifact, there was no way he could block the sharpness of a high-quality divine artifact.
"Divine artifacts are not allowed in the conference!"
Pan Hao called out in alarm.
The primary purpose of this conference was for the geniuses of the Spiritual Race to interact and exchange pointers. It was not a battle to the death, so divine artifacts were not allowed!
However, no one present tried to stop him. After all, they all hoped that Zhao Feng would disappear from this place.
But …
An inconceivable scene occurred.
"Jin Wei, stop!"
The purple-clothed woman, who was standing in the distance, suddenly let out a tender shout and directly rushed towards the Battle Platform.
Kong Die also flew to the side of the stage and removed the array.
"Yufei, what …?"
Jin Wei was dumbfounded. Zhao Yufei had never yelled at him like this before. Just what was going on?
At this time, Zhao Yufei came to the stage and her misty eyes stared at Zhao Feng, unable to move away.
"Yufei!"
Zhang Yutong's expression changed slightly.
All this while, Zhao Yufei had never been interested in anything.
This was the first time he had seen such a strong emotional fluctuation from the woman he loved.
"Brother Feng … you're finally here!"
Zhao Yufei's eyes were misty, and there was nothing else in her heart.
After more than thirty years, Zhao Feng had finally come to find her, and she had waited for more than thirty years.
Although thirty years was very short for Gods, she felt as if she had waited for three thousand years, thirty thousand years …
Fortunately, he was finally here. There was no need to wait any longer …
"I'm late …"
Zhao Feng's voice was somewhat unnatural.
At this moment, his heart was moved, and the corners of his eyes were moist.
Looking at Zhao Yufei, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He wanted to hold the woman before him in his arms and not let any harm come to her!
"Yufei!"
The crowd could not help but exclaim.
They could feel that Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei seemed to be very close.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yufei held Zhao Feng's hand and walked to the side.
"Let's talk over there!"
Zhao Yufei wore a bright smile.
"How is this possible …"
The surrounding crowd stood rooted to the ground. Their hearts felt as if they had been punched by a hammer, receiving a huge blow.
"Yufei …"
Jin Wei's mind went blank, and the superior-grade godly weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
No one had expected that the goddess in their hearts would hold the hands of a nameless ancestor.
Furthermore, this nameless junior was once a servant disciple, and had been mocked by them many times.
Cui Lin took out a badge and received a message while still in a daze.
He immediately went to Zhang Yutong's side and whispered a few words.
Zhang Yutong was startled. His eyes flickered with a sharp flicker.
"Wait, Zhao Feng, aren't you just a periphery disciple? How dare you trespass on the gathering between the inner tribe and the core disciples!"
Zhang Yutong snapped.
"He's just a periphery disciple?"
Some of the core disciples asked in astonishment.
Everyone assumed that the participants were at least inner disciples, and it was impossible for a periphery disciple to sneak in.
However, Zhao Feng had come as a periphery disciple.
"A periphery disciple dares to sneak into the gathering!"
At this moment, Jin Wei also stood up and shouted with a ruthless expression.
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