Pah---- Zhao Feng thrust out his palm and an icy wind howled in his ears. His palm contained an icy figure that chilled one to the bone.
Beside him, Tian Yunzhi and Liu Qinxin stared at Zhao Feng's back in shock.
At the same time Zhao Feng circulated his bloodline power, a blurry ice blue figure appeared behind him, as if it was an ancient god that had come from the ancient times.
Prince Jin's speed had reached the extreme as he took Zhao Feng's attack head on.
"Boom!"
Arcs of lightning shot out in all directions. The icy figure roared and exploded, producing a huge might that engulfed Prince Jin.
Wah!
Prince Jin had just spat out a mouthful of blood which froze at the corner of his mouth.
Even with his terrifying body, he felt a bone chilling coldness spread throughout his body and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Dammit!"
Prince Jin's injuries worsened and all of his blood seemed to freeze. Even his bloodline and Qi of True Spirit showed signs of freezing. It was extremely strenuous to circulate them.
In everyone's eyes, Prince Jin's body was covered in a layer of ice and his body was stiff and clumsy.
"Zhao Feng, why did you ambush me!?"
Prince Jin roared in anger as he secretly circulated his bloodline and Qi of True Spirit to dissolve the terrifying coldness that enveloped his body.
Shua!
The blue haired youth flashed next to Prince Jin and kicked out without saying anything.
Bam!
Prince Jin was kicked out of the high stage and his bulky figure flew out dozens of yards.
Plop!
The instant Prince Jin landed on the ground, he spat out another mouthful of blood. No one knew if it was because of anger or his injuries.
The crowd — the experts and geniuses from all over the country — stared with their mouths open wide in astonishment.
"This brat has such a pure ancient bloodline and seems to be slightly stronger than Prince Jin."
"His bloodline power is comparable to Prince Jin and Wang Xiaoguai, and he even has the mysterious ice element."
"What kind of ancient bloodline does the illusory figure behind him represent? Could it be a bloodline from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races? But that's impossible. "
The pinnacle experts from all over the country were discussing and speculating.
"Through a secret art, I was able to unlock the power of my bloodline, and my prowess has been amplified by more than a single level. Furthermore, my bloodline attacks are infused with the frost attribute as well …"
Zhao Feng sat back down and nodded to himself.
That palm just then could threaten those at the True Mystic Rank and normal True Human Rank cultivators would be turned to ice with one palm.
If it was the Fan Flying Bandit from before, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to escape.
Bloodline geniuses were worthy of being favored by the heavens.
Of course, Prince Jin's "Golden Boar Bloodline" gave him a strong defense and thick skin that exceeded Zhao Feng's expectations.
The other party had completely withstood his palm strike. Even though he was injured and eroded by the power of ice, he did not suffer any fatal injuries. As expected of the most powerful bloodline in a great country.
This was after Prince Jin had fought a huge battle and used up most of his True Qi and bloodline.
"Bastard Zhao Feng! Sneak attack from the back, despicable and shameless. What kind of hero are you? If you have the ability, let's fight fair and square. "
Prince Jin barely managed to stand up from the ground and his face was full of hatred and anger.
He originally wanted to kill Zhao Feng with this chance but didn't expect the latter to react so quickly and explode with his bloodline power.
"Hehe, do you still dare to fight me now?"
A mocking smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face.
"You …."
Prince Jin was speechless as he stomped around with an ugly expression.
In his current state, he had used up a lot of his bloodline and Qi of True Spirit. How would he have the confidence to fight against the unfathomable Zhao Feng?
Zhao Feng's bloodline power attack just then had stunned Prince Jin for a long time.
That palm strike just now was shockingly powerful. It had already broken through his bloodline defense.
The most important thing was that the power of ice in his bloodline almost froze his blood and his Qi of True Spirit and bloodline power were blocked.
If Zhao Feng didn't just use one palm, but more than ten, Prince Jin couldn't imagine the result.
"Shameless bastard! This Prince won't fall for your tricks. I'll fight you after I recover. "
Prince Jin roared as he lost all his face.
If he tried to be a hero and challenged Zhao Feng in this state, he would lose more than he would win.
"This bastard Zhao Feng has such a powerful bloodline. Even Prince Jin might not be his match at his peak."
"Jin 'er's bloodline specializes in strength and defense, not speed. Once they fight, Zhao Feng will definitely counter him. "
The upper echelon of the Imperials communicated with each other.
"Prince Jin is indeed not his match unless he disregards the price and uses a forbidden secret technique …."
Empress Qin sighed as she looked at Zhao Feng with a solemn gaze.
Zhao Feng's forte was speed and the ice element in his bloodline power could restrict the opponent's movement and speed. Once they fought, Prince Jin might not even be able to fight back.
"Hahaha …. He doesn't dare to fight you, but I do!"
An excited and presumptuous laughter came from the other end of the collapsed stage.
The person who spoke was Wang Xiaoguai.
Although Wang Xiaoguai was injured, he fought with no regard for his life. Furthermore, his ancient bloodline was extremely unique. The more injured he was, the stronger his battle power would be.
Therefore.
Very few people were willing to fight Wang Xiaoguai head-on. Even Tian Yunzhi was slightly weaker than him before the "destruction and reconstruction".
Only Prince Jin could fight Wang Xiaoguai head on with his monstrous defense after activating the Golden Boar bloodline.
"This Wang Xiaoguai …."
Zhao Feng's eyebrows furrowed but he didn't move.
The other's bloodline was indeed unique. The more injured he was, the stronger his battle power would be.
"Blue hair, you seem to be stronger than Prince Jin. Come out and fight."
Wang Xiaoguai jumped up and down as he shouted in the air above the arena.
"Zhao Feng bastard! Come out and fight! "
"Zhao Feng bastard only knows how to sneak attack. Come out and fight fairly if you have the skills."
"Hehe, this bastard just ambushed Prince Jin. Wasn't he very strong? Now he's a turtle hiding in its shell?"
The geniuses all condemned him.
The target of their condemnation was a seventeen year old youth who was already famous across the country.
Obtaining the Water Moon Treasury … Blackmailing Empress Qin … The youngest Chapter Leader of the Iron Blood Religion … Sweeping across the Thousand Water River.
And now.
He seemed to be on the verge of becoming the strongest in the country.
Such achievements at such a young age, such fame and glory made many geniuses jealous.
However.
Zhao Feng sat in his original position and closed his eyes, unmoving.
He was trying to comprehend the circulation method of the Bloodline Mystic Art and try to perfect it to form his own unique system.
Indeed, Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye's learning ability was extremely strong and it was easy for him to copy some simple techniques and moves.
However, other people's things were still other people's and might not be suitable for him.
"Blue hair brat! Even if you don't want to fight, you still have to fight. "
Wang Xiaoguai laughed as he waved his gold and silver rod and leapt towards Zhao Feng.
The judges and enforcers of the Imperials purposely didn't stop him and had gloating smiles on their faces.
"Xiao Kuang! Don't cause trouble. Zhao Feng comes from the Iron Blood Religion and is our Wind Cloud Sect's ally. "
The expression of the Wind Cloud Sect Master changed slightly and he immediately stopped him.
However, at this moment, Wang Xiaoguai had gone crazy and wouldn't listen to advice. He was arrogant and wouldn't listen to his masters.
Eye of Illusion!
Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye suddenly opened.
The faint blue left eye seemed to extend into a cold pond that was so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen, and it became deeper and deeper.
Facing such a monstrous opponent, Zhao Feng didn't want to face him head-on. That would be a waste of effort.
Shua!
Wang Xiaoguai's consciousness went cold and the coldness spread into his mind.
Half a breath, one breath, one and a half breaths …
Plop!
Wang Xiaoguai half knelt on the ground as cold sweat dripped from his body. He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Feng in fear and shock, "You …"
In the mental energy illusion prison, he had been tortured by Zhao Feng for an entire day and night.
Zhao Feng had to admit that the opponent's will was strong.
Wang Xiaoguai specialised in body strengthening and his will was monstrous. However, it wasn't enough against Zhao Feng who specialised in mental energy and had stepped into the Ancient Dao of Ice.
Sii!
The spectators and the geniuses who were competing for the spots inhaled deeply in astonishment.
The scene in front of them was too shocking.
Zhao Feng had instantly killed Wang Xiaoguai.
Even Prince Jin, who had returned to his seat, his expression froze, the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart dissipating.
Of course.
There was a reason why Zhao Feng didn't use the Eye of Ice Soul and instead used the Eye of Illusion.
The Eye of Ice Soul had a strong corrosive effect on the mind and could make the opponent fall into a state of eternal damnation.
On the other hand, the Eye of Illusion was more gentle. After all, it was a mental energy technique and its main purpose was to waste the opponent's mental energy until the target was exhausted or fell asleep.
Wang Xiaoguai came from the Wind Cloud Sect and was in the same alliance as the Iron Blood Religion.
Zhao Feng obviously held back.
After defeating Wang Xiaoguai in one eye, Zhao Feng closed his eyes again.
When he attacked just then, he didn't even get up.
"Where did this brat's eye bloodline come from?"
"Only those families with eye bloodlines on the continent would have such a strong eye power."
The upper echelon of the great country had wary expressions as their eyes twinkled.
Zhao Feng's display of strength and eye bloodline seemed to suppress all the geniuses in the great country.
"Hehe, don't overestimate him. Wang Xiaoguai's bloodline and skill both lean towards strength and body. His cultivation isn't even at the peak True Human Rank so it's reasonable for him to be countered by this brat's mental energy technique."
An elder from the Imperials said.
"As for Prince Jin's defeat, it's because he was injured in the battle and he was ambushed by that bastard. If Prince Jin was at his peak state, he would have a 60% chance of winning with his peak True Human Rank cultivation and a Soul Dao item. "
As soon as this argument was made, some people agreed with it.
"Guests, what happened just then was just an accident. However, Chapter Leader Zhao's sneak attack wasn't honorable. "
The judge from the Imperials smiled and bowed.
The upper echelon of the Iron Blood Religion was instantly dissatisfied. Those with eyes could see that Prince Jin had purposely charged towards Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng didn't care about this and closed his eyes, not caring about the outside world.
"Prince Jin won by a bit in the battle between Prince Jin and Wang Xiaoguai. If no one continues to challenge him, Prince Jin will be the leader of the Canopy Great Country in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering. "
The old judge stroked his beard and chuckled.
The crowd was silent.
Wang Xiaoguai was exhausted and didn't have the strength to fight. Tian Yunzhi suddenly didn't have the mood to challenge and Liu Qinxin was calm.
"Hehe, looks like no one has any objections. Prince Jin is the number one star of the Great Country."
The Imperials were full of smiles.
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