The entire arena was silent.
Feng Hao was initially in a precarious situation, but in the span of a few breaths, before many people could even react, everything on the arena had been changed.
From the moment Leng Yu Sen was injured to the moment the mirror-like space shattered and he was defeated, only about half a minute had passed.
Therefore, many people were dumbfounded. They stood rooted to the ground, feeling that it was unreal.
Leng Yu Sen's retreat was too fast. Many people didn't even see what happened. They only saw a few white spears flitting across the dark blue mirrored space. Then, Leng Yu Sen was defeated.
Many people could not understand how Fenghao had won. What was that ghastly white spear? Why was it able to injure Leng Yu Sen?
These were all suspicious points that no one could understand.
Only the three people in charge on the high platform, the deans, and the person in charge of the Murderous God Residence below the high platform saw some clues.
The lightning attribute energy that Fenghao possessed was somewhat strange, and its lethality was tyrannical.
They were already aware of this.
However, the spears just now didn't just contain the power of lightning.
"The power of space."
Their eyes were filled with astonishment.
That's right, the destructive power of this special lightning attribute was indeed very strong. However, it wasn't easy for it to break through the mirror space so quickly.
The reason was that the electric arc had become one with the space.
It was by borrowing the penetrating power of space that he was able to do that, which was beyond Leng Yu Sen's expectations.
In other words, it was beyond everyone's expectations.
Of course, there was one exception.
Liu Canyan. She didn't seem to care from the beginning to the end. It was as if the champion had to be won by her students, and she didn't care about anyone else. She kept teasing Little Qingmeng, smiling from time to time, which was very puzzling.
In fact, Leng Yu Sen's defeat was very unfair.
If he had fought steadily and steadily, Feng Hao would definitely have lost. However, he was too eager to attack and used a great technique. This caused him to expend a lot of energy, and he also dispersed a lot of his power, which gave Feng Hao the opportunity to take advantage of.
Otherwise, although the spear's destructive power was very strong, it wasn't something he couldn't defend against. It would just cause him some trouble.
At the end of the day, he was still defeated by himself. It could be said that he had fallen into his own trap.
"This …"
In the crowd, Xu Wu, who was extremely sensitive to the power of space, was also dumbfounded.
He never expected Feng Hao to be able to control the power of space.
After a while, he bitterly smiled and shook his head.
So this was the reason why Feng Hao hadn't made a move yet.
"Haha … Good job, Little Feng."
A maniacal laughter resounded, causing the entire place to boil.
Naturally, it was Longyue Pass who could speak in such a manner.
The most important thing was that Feng Hao was able to defeat Leng Yu Sen, which meant that he was qualified to compete for first place. At that time, he would be able to avoid the hellish training.
"He won …"
Many people were still in a daze and couldn't react. Their eyes were all fixed on Feng Hao.
He deserved his reputation.
That was the only way to describe him.
In the Xuanming Heaven Tomb, he alone defeated the three young members of the Organization of Immortals. This was unbelievable.
Because to become a candidate for the Organization of Immortals, one had to have at least a physique of the Nine Serenities Body, or a person who had encountered great opportunities.
Even an Eight Apertures Master couldn't defeat the three of them together.
Many people were filled with questions. However, at that moment, all of those questions could be answered.
He could do it. Even five or six people were definitely no match for him, let alone three.
"It seems that the champion of the New Grand Competition will be the Human Emperor's Mansion …"
Many people sighed.
Leng Yu Sen's monstrous power was extremely terrifying. Who would have the confidence to fight against him at the same level?
But even so, he was still defeated.
The corner of the white-haired, youthful-faced, old man's mouth contained a shallow arc as he stood on the tall platform. He swept his gaze over the green-faced person in charge of the Nine Hell Mansion without anyone noticing. He did not utter any words of ridicule. However, the arc on the corner of his mouth was raised even higher.
Behind him, the other three deans looked at Wan Hongwen with jealousy in their eyes.
If such a student were to come under his tutelage, how much glory would that bring to him?
They could almost predict that in the near future, Feng Hao's name would definitely resound throughout the Hundred Races Continent.
…
"Roar …"
Even though Leng Yu Sen had left the arena, the pitch-black demon was still roaring and bombarding the glittering barrier. It was only when Leng Yu Sen withdrew his aura and left that it fell silent.
"Phew …"
Beads of sweat appeared on Feng Hao's forehead. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the Force of Illusions return to the vortex and left the arena.
This was also thanks to the fact that he had lost control of the Force of Illusions. Otherwise, he might have been defeated early on.
"Brother Hao."
Joan Of Arc and the other two girls came to greet him with excited expressions.
Even the Supreme Nether King Physique had lost to their husband. Who else in the entire Human Race could suppress their husband?
When they thought of this, they were both happy and a little sad.
How much effort did Fenghao have to put in to reach this step from an ordinary commoner to be able to reach this step?
"Haha."
Feng Hao also smiled comfortably, but his gaze fell on Qing Wu, who was standing next to Liu Canyan.
Seeing him glance over, the latter quickly dodged and turned her head away. Her cold and pretty face was full of indifference, as if she didn't care at all.
Feng Hao retracted his gaze, and an invisible look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. However, it was quickly replaced by determination.
He would definitely get rid of the Heart-devouring Poison.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, it was an incurable poison, for him, who had the Divine Armament Encyclopedia, it was not a difficult task. It was just a little troublesome.
"Number five, number six, get on the arena."
The voice of the white-haired, ruddy elder quickly sounded and spread throughout the arena.
"Qing 'er."
When Yan Qing was about to get on the arena, Feng Hao called out to her.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Qing turned her head and looked at him with a smile.
"You must be careful. You must remember that you are not alone. You still have me."
Feng Hao's face was serious. He looked straight into her sparkling eyes and said seriously.
Hearing this, the smile on Yan Qing's face was a little stiff. After a while, she smiled again. "Brother Hao, don't worry. I will definitely be fine."
After saying this, she stomped her feet and shot out like a bolt of lightning. She instantly appeared in the arena.
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