"Since that's the case, let's begin the finals. Both of you, please come onto the stage."
The white-haired elder took a deep look at Samsara, then glanced at the person in charge of the Godly Slaying Residence. Then, he announced the start of the final match of the Rookie Advancement Competition.
"Feng brat."
Just as Feng Hao was about to step onto the stage, Long Yueguan, who was at the side, shouted loudly. Under Feng Hao's astonished gaze, Long Yueguan dodged Long Yueguan's bear hug and looked at him unhappily.
"Feng brat, you must become the champion. My life is in your hands. If you lose, then there's no meaning for me to live anymore. I'll just knock my head against the wall and die here."
Long Yueguan's eyes were filled with tears as he choked with sobs. However, the tears just wouldn't fall no matter how hard he tried. The tear stains on his face were also a mess. "Feng brat, you must become the champion.
You're already so old, yet you're still playing with your saliva … "
Little Qing Meng, who was being carried by Liu Canyan, revealed the truth. Looking at Long Yueguan's comical appearance, many people laughed out loud. However, they didn't understand why he was acting this way.
Logically speaking, whether Feng Hao became the champion or not, what did it have to do with him?
"I'll try my best."
Feng Hao helplessly glared at him, then threw a comforting glance at Joan Of Arc and the other girls. His figure swept up and floated onto the stage.
When the two of them were on the stage, the clamor of the audience gradually quietened down. In the surroundings, only the whistling sound of the wind could be heard.
"After parting at the ancient tomb, I didn't expect to see Brother Remnant Shadow here."
Feng Hao didn't reveal any hostility. On the contrary, he spoke as if he was chatting with a friend.
At that time, Remnant Shadow was strange and powerful. It was said that he had defeated many Chosen level missions. At that time, he left an extremely deep impression on Feng Hao. However, at that time, Remnant Shadow was in a self-sealing state and wasn't as powerful as he was now.
Until now, Feng Hao still didn't understand Remnant Shadow's actions at that time.
With his strength, why would he provoke those Saints?
On the Martial Heaven Continent, Holy Sons were definitely the strongest of the younger generation. They were definitely the strongest.
However, no matter what, it was not enough to enter the eyes of this person with the Asura Divine Physique.
Unable to find an answer, Fenghao could only attribute it to the fact that this was a strange person.
It was also because he had held back during his match with Yan Qing, and did not take the opportunity to kill her in the end. Therefore, Feng Hao had a good impression of him.
The people of the Asura Manor were akin to ferocious beasts lurking in the dark. They were powerful, but they kept a low profile. When the time came, they would deliver a fatal blow to their enemies.
This analogy was very appropriate.
"Yes."
The afterimage nodded slightly. His voice was a little hoarse. It could be seen that he was a man of few words and was a little eccentric.
He was also very surprised. He didn't expect that the cowardly Feng Hao, who he looked down upon, would be able to stand on this arena with him today.
"Brother Remnant Shadow, please don't treat me as an outsider if I offend you later."
After Feng Hao faintly smiled, the light in his eyes narrowed. His originally pitch-black pupils slowly turned scarlet-red.
In an instant, the aura on his body changed from calm to ruthless. His tyrannical battle intent soared, making him look like a fierce god from the ancient times.
The afterimage did not say much. His eyes, which were like bloody purgatories, flickered with a crystal-like luster. His scarlet hair draped over his back, and he was filled with a murderous aura that was terrifying. The surrounding sky was dyed red, as if it was fresh blood. It made him look like an Asura from hell.
"Heh."
Fenghao roared out explosively. With a stomp of his foot, the space shattered like glass. He transformed into an afterimage as he charged towards the afterimage. With an aura that surged like heavenly thunder, he raised his fist that was covered in silver-white lightning arcs and smashed it down. Along the way, a terrifying black scar was left behind.
"Sky Demon Fist."
A sparkling red light flashed in the afterimage's eyes. He raised his fist, which was covered in blazing blood energy, and took the attack head-on.
"Bang! Bang! …"
The two fists violently collided with each other, causing a deafening explosion. A strong wind whistled, and a huge force burst forth. Feng Hao was directly pushed back nearly two meters, while the afterimage's figure only swayed a little, and he only took half a step back.
The difference in strength was immediately obvious. The half step back was due to the Sky Punishment's energy, which caught the afterimage off guard and caused him to suffer a small loss.
"Strange, why is the Void Martial not agitated?"
Sensing the unusual blood energy, such a thought flashed in Feng Hao's mind. Immediately after, he raised his fist again and charged forward, like a ferocious beast pouncing on its prey.
He really could not understand why the Void Martial would be agitated in the face of Leng Yu Sen.
If it was agitated, perhaps he still had a high chance of winning this match.
"It's over, it's over. Little Feng isn't that guy's match at all. It's over, there's no saving him …"
Seeing Fenghao being continuously pushed back by the afterimages on the arena, Long Yueguan, who was below the high platform, sat his butt on the ground as he silently muttered to himself. His eyes revealed a terrified expression as goosebumps crawled all over his body. Suddenly, he shivered.
No one understood, and no one paid attention to him at this moment. However, the only ones who could understand him were Joan Of Arc and the others.
"Boom."
With an explosive sound, Feng Hao was directly thrown out, and the afterimage also took five or six large steps back.
"So strong, as expected, he is even stronger than the Supreme Netherworld King Body."
Fenghao forcefully suppressed his surging Qi and blood. A strange calmness and cautiousness appeared in his crimson eyes that were filled with violence.
"Sky Piercing Slash."
Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Hao condensed the Void Martial Energy, Battle Will Energy, and Sky Punishment Energy into a huge pitch-black sword. In an instant, a piercingly cold aura surged forth, piercing through space.
"Asura World Exterminating Slash."
With a flip of the afterimage's hand, a scarlet longsword was also condensed in his palm, mixed with a blazing and chilling aura.
"Universal Sky Walking Technique."
However, Feng Hao did not face him head-on. With a shift of his feet, he directly disappeared from the arena, as if he had turned into a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace.
"What's going on?"
Many people were stunned, and their eyes were filled with confusion as they did not understand what had happened.
A living person actually disappeared in such a strange manner. It was puzzling.
"Could it be that he has also cultivated a Concealment Secret Technique?"
Some people were doubtful and voiced their doubts.
After all, Samsara's Concealment Secret Technique was also very thorough. He had completely disappeared, and not even his aura was left behind.
As for the afterimage, he was only slightly startled, but soon after, he became even more vigilant. A layer of scarlet armor directly climbed onto his body.
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