"Peak Rank Four?"
Zhao Feng muttered.
Twenty-five years ago, he had been able to contend against a Rank Five True God.
This meant that Zhao Feng had been able to defeat this so-called Wei Ze back then.
"Perhaps I should show off my strength!"
Zhao Feng's mind sank as he began to think.
The Spiritual Race was a five-star faction and had many geniuses, many of whom had reached Rank Six True God. Some of the geniuses of the previous generation had even reached the Ancient God Realm.
Even if Zhao Feng had defeated Jin Wei and displayed a certain amount of talent and potential, he was still not a member of the Spiritual Race, not enough for the Spiritual Race to attach any importance to him.
If not for Zhao Yufei, the upper echelon of the Spiritual Race would have already dealt a ruthless blow to Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng suddenly stood up and prepared to leave.
Pan Hao was taken aback by the sight of Zhao Feng standing up.
"They were purposely trying to provoke you. You're not planning to go out and fight, are you?"
Pan Hao immediately asked.
Although he knew that Zhao Feng was incredible, he didn't believe that Zhao Feng could defeat Wei Ze. After all, Zhao Feng was only a Quasi-God.
"A cowardly turtle! Are you going to hide in there forever?"
"I didn't think that the man that Zhao Yufei favors would be such a spineless coward …."
Outside the palace, all sorts of clamoring voices could be heard.
At this moment, the crystal door in front of them suddenly opened.
"Oh? He dares to come out? "
In front of them was a black-armored man with curved black horns on his shoulders. His savage face exuded a bloodthirsty and evil aura.
This person was none other than Wei Ze.
Most of the spectators were peripheral disciples, but there was no lack of inner and core disciples as well.
"That's him! He looks so weak! How could he possibly be a match for Big Brother Wei Ze!?"
Ever since the end of the conference, Zhao Feng had been in seclusion and had not come out.
Thus, many disciples had never seen what Zhao Feng looked like.
"If you want to fight, then let's fight!"
Zhao Feng's expression was cold as he stared at Wei Ze.
"Haha, okay!"
Wei Ze began to laugh wildly.
In his view, after defeating Jin Wei, Zhao Feng had become so full of himself.
Even though Jin Wei had the Spirit Race's bloodline, he had always lived like a prince. He had never experienced any hardship, so his combat ability was lacking.
"This kid actually accepted it. He's really courting death!"
"There's going to be a good show!"
…
On the outer sect disciple area's challenge stage.
"I thought you would always hide behind a woman!"
Wei Ze's smile was somewhat savage and cruel.
Wei Ze was also one of Zhao Yufei's pursuers. However, he had been out on a mission and hadn't participated in the exchange.
However, upon his return, he received a piece of news that infuriated him beyond measure.
Therefore, after asking around for some information, Wei Ze went straight to Zhao Feng.
"Cut the crap!"
Zhao Feng's eyes turned cold as he activated his left eye, unleashing an astonishing Eye Intent.
Wei Ze, who had a relaxed expression, had a slight change in his expression.
In his intelligence, there was no mention of Zhao Feng being an expert in ocular techniques!
Hu!
A golden-purple mist instantly engulfed Wei Ze's soul.
Wei Ze's surroundings began to blur, and his control over his body began to weaken.
"This kid's mastery of ocular techniques is very high!"
Wei Ze grunted as he circulated his Soul Intent to rapidly recover.
At this moment, Wei Ze sensed Zhao Feng's fierce attack from the side. He swiftly reacted and punched out with both fists. Boom!
Bang!
In this exchange, Zhao Feng and Wei Ze were both forced back several dozen steps.
"This Wei Ze has a firm will, and his fighting ability is also very strong!"
Zhao Feng nodded.
He was skilled in the soul domain, and his God Eye had a certain advantage, but his Soul Intent was still some distance away from the Rank Four True God level, so his Soul eye-bloodline techniques weren't very effective against Wei Ze.
On the other side, Wei Ze's face froze in shock.
He discovered that Zhao Feng's physical strength and physical body were actually on par with his own!
This was because Wei Ze cultivated a body-refining technique and had the advantage of his bloodline. Meanwhile, Zhao Feng was only a Quasi-God, but he also had such a powerful physical body.
The worried Pan Hao's eyes instantly widened in shock.
He realized that he had greatly underestimated Zhao Feng.
The spectating disciples also grimaced. No one had imagined that Zhao Feng would be able to hold his own against Wei Ze.
"Hmph!"
Wei Ze coldly snorted as he circulated his Divine Power, and a cold and somber intent began to spread.
He had underestimated Zhao Feng just now, but now, he would not give Zhao Feng a chance.
Rumble!
On the other side, Zhao Feng's body transformed into a bolt of five-colored lightning that exploded toward Wei Ze.
This astonishing speed caused the countless spectators below the stage to pale in shock.
Wei Ze was alarmed, and pitch-black Divine Power appeared on his claws as he prepared to grab Zhao Feng.
"Tribulation Lightning Eye Flame!"
At this moment, Zhao Feng's left eye flashed with countless bolts of white lightning. Powerful ripples of Soul Tribulation Lightning energy surged out.
Kacrack!
A twisted Tribulation Lightning symbol burned like a flame, carrying with it a dreadful Soul aura as it slammed into Wei Ze's head.
"Ah …!"
The intense pain instantly caused Wei Ze to lose consciousness.
He had always believed that the Soul eye-bloodline technique Zhao Feng had used at the start was the strongest of Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline techniques, so he hadn't paid it much attention.
But now, the eye-bloodline technique Zhao Feng used with his left eye made him feel like his soul was being pierced by ten thousand bolts of lightning, and a heart-rending pain battered at his consciousness.
"Sky Destroying Sacred Lightning Palm!"
Zhao Feng gathered a ball of five-colored lightning in his palm, which he thrust at Wei Ze's body.
The enormous Five-colored Lightning Palm continued to push Wei Ze's figure backward.
The powerful Five Elemental Profundities within the palm print constantly bombarded Wei Ze's body.
In addition, Zhao Feng's Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique had reached the final level. He had successfully merged the Tribulation Lightning energy into his Divine Power, further increasing the destructive power of his Divine Power.
Bang!
Wei Ze's body slammed into the array formation around the stage.
However, the power of the five-colored lightning palm was not over yet, and it continued to press down on Wei Ze's body.
"Ah …!"
Wei Ze screamed in pain, and his screams of pain caused the spectating disciples to tremble in fear.
Thump!
After a long time, Wei Ze's body fell to the ground.
The scene was dead silent, not a single sound could be heard!
In the first clash, the two had been evenly matched.
However, in the second clash, Zhao Feng had used an overwhelming advantage to defeat Wei Ze.
"How can he be so strong?"
Some of the outer disciples swallowed mouthfuls of saliva and were shocked.
He had just been outside Zhao Feng's palace, mocking Zhao Feng.
"So strong! He actually defeated Wei Ze!"
Pan Hao called out in delight.
Although he was also confused by the battle, the important thing was that Wei Ze had been defeated by Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng jumped off the stage and left.
He had intentionally used an eye-bloodline technique to confuse Wei Ze and make him lower his guard.
Then, he used the Tribulation Lightning Eye Flame to heavily injure and swiftly defeat Wei Ze!
Several powerful Divine Senses were patrolling the skies of the Spiritual Race.
"He actually defeated Wei Ze! This kid's strength is at least that of a Rank Four Quasi-God!"
The strongest Quasi-God prodigy of the Spiritual Race was only a Rank Four Quasi-God.
As for the Quasi-God prodigy of the Ziling Zone's Life Sacred Land, Quasi-God Guan Long, he already had the strength of a Rank Four Quasi-God thirty years ago.
Now that thirty years had passed, Quasi-God Guan Long probably had the strength of a Rank Five Quasi-God.
"He used an eye-bloodline technique to launch a sneak attack, and Wei Ze hasn't even activated his bloodline or taken out his divine weapon. If Wei Ze had been prepared, the outcome might not have been certain …."
Another powerful Divine Sense coldly snorted.
"But this kid truly is very strong. He's able to contend against the strongest Quasi-God of the Spiritual Race!"
A soul voice said in pleasant surprise.
"Ancient God Floating Spirit, you're Zhao Yufei's master. You can't favor her at a time like this …."
Several powerful Divine Senses were discussing in the sky.
"In short, this person's strength and potential are both decent. It would be best if he could stay in the Spiritual Race, but he's still an outsider with a low-level bloodline …."
Originally, they had planned to secretly deal with Zhao Feng.
But the strength that Zhao Feng had displayed had piqued their interest.
If they could get Zhao Feng to compromise and leave Zhao Yufei, then remain in the Spiritual Race and work for it, that would be the best result.
…
On the outsider challenge stage, the news that Zhao Feng had defeated Wei Ze rapidly spread.
"Wei Ze actually lost to Zhao Feng!?"
"The man that Zhao Yufei has taken a fancy to actually possesses such strength!?"
The majority of people were stunned by Zhao Feng's astonishing strength.
But the core disciples of the Spiritual Race all had gloomy and furious expressions.
Wei Ze was a core disciple. His loss would be a disgrace to all the core disciples.
"Hmph, that idiot!"
In a deep blue crystal palace, Zhang Yutong's face was ashen.
Suddenly, Zhang Yutong's eyes turned as if he had thought of something, and he swiftly left the crystal palace.
Meanwhile, upon learning that Zhao Feng had defeated Wei Ze, Zhao Yufei was slightly moved, but she did not show much joy.
Even if Zhao Feng had defeated Wei Ze and his potential wasn't bad, in the eyes of the Spiritual Race, he was still an outsider.
If Zhao Yufei could marry a powerful True God of the Spiritual Race, she could ease the conflict within the Spiritual Race. If she could marry a five-star faction of the Ziling Zone, she could borrow their strength to intimidate the Blazing Gold Race!
And what could an outsider like Zhao Feng bring to the Spiritual Race?
After defeating Wei Ze, Zhao Feng went to the Mission Hall and received a simple mission.
After completing the mission, he returned to his residence and continued his seclusion.
But a few days later, someone began to call out from outside his palace.
"Core disciple Zhang Zhiyue, I hereby issue you a challenge! The time and place are up to you!"
Zhao Feng scanned with his Divine Sense and discovered that Zhang Zhiyue was actually a Rank Five True God. After throwing down a letter of challenge, he immediately left.
Zhao Feng ignored him and continued his seclusion.
However, it didn't take long for another conclave disciple to issue him a challenge, along with a letter of challenge.
Moreover, this core disciple was also a Rank Five True God.
Zhao Feng's expression darkened as he sensed that something was wrong.
Over the next few days, several core disciples issued challenges and letters of challenge to Zhao Feng.
One day, the core disciple Zhang Yutong personally came to the palace where Zhao Feng was secluding himself.
"Zhao Feng, I am Zhang Yutong. I issue a challenge to you!"
Zhang Yutong's lips curled into a sinister smile, his eyes shining with cold light.
The nearby periphery disciples were instantly thrown into an uproar.
Zhang Yutong was a Rank Six True God, and he also had the Spiritual Race bloodline in his body. Rank Six True Gods of ordinary factions were no match for him!
Within his room, Zhao Feng ignored him.
Pa!
Zhang Yutong threw down a letter of challenge and then left.
Less than half a month later:
There was already a pile of ten-some letters of challenge in front of Zhao Feng's door.
The weakest among them was a Rank Five True God, and there was no lack of Rank Six True Gods. There were even letters of challenge from outside the Spiritual Race faction.
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