"It's … him!"
Bao Yuan's lips twitched.
He had been angry at Zhao Feng for only paying attention to the Ancient God battlefield of the Spiritual Race and ignoring the Rank Six True Gods.
However, he really wasn't confident that he could defeat Zhao Feng in a direct confrontation unless Zhao Feng fought a few more battles and exhausted himself.
"Haha, I didn't think that Bao Yuan and Zhao Feng would be number one and number two respectively. Let those two formidable fellows fight to the death first. This way, our chances of victory will be even greater!"
"That's true. The more intense their fight, the better!"
Quite a few core disciples couldn't help but snicker.
My number is at the back. As long as I conserve my strength and wait for Zhao Feng to exhaust himself in a few battles, I might be able to defeat him!
Zhang Yutong quietly said to himself.
After being defeated by Zhao Feng, he had put even more effort into cultivating and had gotten much stronger. Moreover, he had made ample preparations this time.
"Hmph, I've wanted to fight you for a long time!"
Bao Yuan bellowed.
Since he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't lose in terms of momentum.
"I hope that you have the right to fight me!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
His carefree attitude made many of the Rank Six True Gods feel an invisible pressure.
"Hmph!"
Bao Yuan angrily snorted. He hated it the most when others looked down on him.
Boom!
Bao Yuan activated his bloodline, and his body grew almost ten times larger, transforming into a massive black ape.
At the same time, a dark yellow hammer appeared in his hand. The energy exuded by this hammer was already at the limits of an average-quality divine artifact.
But Zhao Feng stood in front of him, his expression unchanged.
He did not activate his bloodline or take out a divine artifact.
"Arrogant people don't live long!"
Bao Yuan's eyes gleamed with a savage light as he swung his hammer at Zhao Feng.
Before the hammer even descended, the world had already turned gray, and an enormous pressure engulfed Zhao Feng.
Swish!
Zhao Feng activated his Sacred Lightning Body and circulated his Five Elements Tribulation Lightning Divine Power!
Suddenly, the five-colored lightning turned dark yellow and wrapped around Zhao Feng's fist.
"Earth Thunder Divine Fist!"
Zhao Feng nimbly converted the five elements tribulation lightning divine power into the earth tribulation lightning divine power and blasted it out.
Boom!
The entire fighting ring let out a deep rumble.
Then, he heard a "deng deng" sound, and the Violent Ape was forced back two steps.
"Profound of Five Elements!"
Bao Yuan was shocked.
The expressions of the surrounding Rank Six True Gods also darkened.
Profound Meanings also had different levels of strength. A single Five Elements Profound was very ordinary, but as a whole, the Five Elements Profound was considered one of the strongest Profound Meanings.
The fact that the five elements could transform into each other was a unique skill of the Profound Meaning of Formless.
Although Zhao Feng's Profound of Earth was only at the fifth level, with the conversion, the power he could display was comparable to the sixth level.
Xiu!
After that strike, Zhao Feng turned into a bolt of golden lightning and leaped up.
"Golden Lightning Divine Finger!"
After converting all five elements profound mysteries into metal tribulation lightning godforce, Zhao Feng pointed his finger out.
This dazzling bolt of lightning was like an invincible weapon as it shot toward Bao Yuan.
"Even without a divine artifact, his attack is still this powerful!"
Bao Yuan grimaced and immediately waved his divine artifact in an attempt to block Zhao Feng's finger.
However, the speed of this finger was too fast!
Swoosh!
A bloody hole appeared in Bao Yuan's shoulder, blood gushing out.
"Wind Devil Hammer!"
Bao Yuan saw that the situation was bad and immediately used a combat skill.
He waved the giant hammers in his hands crazily, like a demon in chaos. Dark whirlwinds started to blow in the fighting ring.
"It's time to end this!"
Zhao Feng said with a bored expression.
Swish!
Even without the Spacetime Robe, Zhao Feng could still use his powerful Space Intent to blink at a certain distance.
After arriving behind Bao Yuan, Zhao Feng converted all the Five Elements Tribulation Lightning Divine Power into Fire Tribulation Lightning Divine Power.
"Heaven Incinerating Lightning Fire!"
Zhao Feng suddenly attacked, a destructive storm of lightning and fire sweeping toward Bao Yuan.
Brrrooom!
This palm was like a Flame Devil of Lightning and Fire, instantly pulverizing Bao Yuan's power.
Bao Yuan's blood seethed, and his body trembled in pain as he was pushed back to the edge of the stage. Only then did he manage to stabilize himself.
"His attack is even stronger than Bao Yuan's!"
"Five Elements Intent has always been one of the strongest Intents!"
The Rank Six True Gods, after witnessing Zhao Feng's strength, had rather unsightly expressions.
If even Bao Yuan had been defeated so easily, what hope did they have?
"So strong!"
Bao Yuan knew that he could never defeat Zhao Feng, so he stepped off the stage.
After taking a few healing medicines, Bao Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground and began to treat his injuries.
In the distant sky, the three Ancient Gods of the Spiritual Race were observing the battle down below.
These three Ancient Gods were different from the Ancient Gods presiding over the matches. They were stronger and held greater authority in the Spiritual Race.
"Five Elements Intent, and each Intent is extremely powerful!"
"His age is also suitable. Choose him!"
"Ancient God Ice Origin's battle has begun!"
Once Zhao Feng stepped off the stage, the third and fourth participants immediately stepped onto the stage.
"Look! Ancient God Ice Origin has entered the stage!"
"Ancient God Ice Origin is definitely one of the strongest Rank Seven Ancient Gods!"
The disciples around the other three stages glanced at him, and quite a few female disciples even began to scream in alarm.
Zhao Feng also looked over.
"Ice Crystal Slash!"
Ancient God Ice Origin wielded a sword of ice. Each of his attacks was like a massive mountain of ice, the frigid pressure almost causing his opponent's bloodline and Divine Power to freeze.
After exchanging less than ten moves, his opponent took the initiative to admit defeat.
After all, the contest for the Pure Spirit Sacred Water was ultimately decided by the number of wins. There was no need to fight to the death with several top-class experts.
Bao Yuan, for example, realized that he was no match for Zhao Feng, so he immediately conceded and began to recover so that he could deal with the rest of the battle.
Zhao Feng focused his attention on the battle between the Rank Seven Ancient Gods of the Spiritual Race.
After all, there was no opponent on the Rank Six True God battlefield that he could take seriously.
Bzzzz!
Zhao Feng couldn't help but activate his left eye. Not a single detail on the Ancient God battlefield could escape his eyes, including the flow of Divine Power in the bodies of the two combatants.
At this moment, the two Ancient Gods fighting were of similar strength and had been fighting for a rather long time.
"I've obtained two complete combat skills!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
By slightly activating his left eye, he could analyze and deduce the combat skills from his opponent's moves.
Almost all of the combat skills cultivated by these Ancient God geniuses were high-quality divine level combat skills. Although high-quality combat skills weren't as valuable as high-quality techniques in All Spirit Hall, they were still extremely valuable.
At this moment, Zhao Feng viewed the battle of these Ancient Gods as if he was browsing through a collection of combat skills.
Sometimes, Zhao Feng would gain inspiration from these combat skills and immediately modify and perfect his own techniques.
In contrast to the battles between Ancient Gods, the battles in the Rank Six True God area proceeded very quickly.
After one round, Zhao Feng once more took the stage.
"I concede!"
This time, Zhao Feng's opponent was rather ordinary and directly conceded.
The battles continued, and the duration of each battle continued to shorten.
After all, after each battle, a participant's condition would drop a little, and those battles where there was no suspense would be decided in just a few moves.
"Zhao Feng, come!"
Yuan Long sternly said.
"My turn?"
Zhao Feng was still watching the battles between Rank Seven Ancient Gods and didn't notice.
Swish!
Zhao Feng's figure appeared on the stage.
His opponent this time was Yuan Long.
Back when Zhao Feng first met Yuan Long, the latter was able to instantly kill the strongest expert of the Continent Zone, Demigod Dragon Emperor, with a single hand, and he didn't even look at Zhao Feng.
Later on, when Zhao Feng came to the Spiritual Race, Yuan Long continued to ignore Zhao Feng.
For this reason, after Zhao Feng shocked the world with a single brilliant feat, the one who suffered the greatest blow was Yuan Long.
But none of this had crushed him. On the contrary, it made him even more courageous, and he had just recently become a Rank Six True God.
"Wind Break!"
Yuan Long's eyes were firm as he activated his bloodline power and used his strongest combat skill.
Swooosh!
Ice storms began to gather around Zhao Feng. These storms grew faster and faster, their screeches piercing the ears of the onlookers.
"Yuan Long's improved quite a bit!"
Ancient God Floating Spirit was nearby, watching all this.
After all, both of his disciples were participating in this contest.
In the middle of the ice storm, Zhao Feng's expression remained the same as he slowly raised his palm and swung it down.
A powerful wind and lightning energy suddenly tore through the surroundings.
Crack!
Yuan Long's ice storm was like a gale encountering a destructive tornado, instantly obliterating it.
"I lost!"
Yuan Long jumped off the stage.
Zhao Feng said nothing more, his eyes sweeping over the Rank Four True God stage.
This stage had the most people around it, almost as many as the other three stages combined.
This was because Rank Four Quasi-Gods were also present.
The one fighting on the stage at this moment was none other than Zhao Yufei.
Her opponent was a veteran Rank Four True God, but in this battle, Zhao Yufei had the upper hand.
"So strong, Zhao Yufei's strength has become a lot stronger!"
"As expected of the number one female disciple of the Spiritual Race!"
The nearby disciples watched Zhao Yufei's graceful fighting style.
"Zhao Yufei, for the sake of the Pure Spirit Sacred Water, don't blame me!"
A gray-clothed man across from Zhao Yufei said with a smile.
Swish!
Two swords suddenly appeared in his hands, each of them far superior to ordinary average-quality divine artifacts.
Moreover, these two swords had the attributes of ice and fire, so when used together, they were extremely powerful.
But instead of retreating, Zhao Yufei advanced, her body flashing with an even more dazzling violet luster as her bloodline energy suddenly swelled.
"What's going on?"
The gray-clothed man had originally been able to resist Zhao Yufei's bloodline, but now, his blood was in turmoil and the Divine Power in his body was in disarray.
"What a powerful Spiritual Race bloodline! Her strength has probably reached the Rank Five Quasi-God level!"
Almost everyone in the crowd was attracted by Zhao Yufei's battle.
"Yufei's improved so much!"
Zhao Feng was rather surprised.
Based on the observations of his left eye, Zhao Yufei truly had reached the Rank Five Quasi-God level.
In the sky above the plaza, the Ancient Gods of the Spiritual Race were also carefully observing Zhao Yufei's battle.
"The Spiritual Race bloodline has become even purer!"
"She's actually reached Rank Five Quasi-God! She's already surpassed the strongest Quasi-God of the Spiritual Race!"
The upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race were all extremely excited.
Although Zhao Feng was extremely talented, he did not have the Spiritual Race bloodline, and his bloodline was not even worthy of the Spiritual Race's attention.
But Zhao Yufei was different. She was a member of the Spiritual Race!
"It seems like my two disciples have benefited the most from Zhao Feng's arrival!"
Ancient God Floating Spirit stroked his beard and smiled.
Zhao Feng's arrival had dealt a heavy blow to Yuan Long, forcing him to focus on cultivation and achieve a breakthrough.
As for Zhao Yufei, she had always been concerned about Zhao Feng and had too many distracting thoughts on her mind to focus on cultivation.
Now that she had nothing to worry about, and in terms of strength, Zhao Feng had left her far behind, her talent and potential could finally be fully displayed!
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