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"Li Yifeng!"
"Li Yifeng!"
The handsome Li Yifeng, who wore a white gown and had long hair fluttering in the wind, caused an uproar in the entire martial practice ground the moment he appeared. As he was fighting in his home ground, before the countless admirers of the Empire's New Show Hall, especially the female disciples, he displayed a craziness that shocked Chen Hao and the others.
… …
'Half a move … Now that you've encountered a woman, I shall see how you're going to win with half a move …'
When Yang Fan saw a rank eight Martial Emperor girl step onto the stage, the corners of his mouth rose into a smile as he thought to himself.
Sure enough, it was as Yang Fan had said.
Li Yifeng, who did not pay much attention to the contestants, simply did not expect that the number two, who clearly had a very masculine name, was actually a petite, delicate and pretty young girl. This caused Li Yifeng to immediately frown.
'Fuck, I've already boasted … Half a move, what am I going to do now?'
Li Yifeng's greatest weakness was that he had never killed women, especially beautiful women. Furthermore, in the Empire's New Show Hall, he was known to be a good man. In any competition, as long as he encountered a female disciple, as long as the female disciple's appearance was passable, he would patiently instruct them. Not only would he allow them to display their full strength, he would even instruct them in battle with a face full of smiles.
Through this sort of method, he had captured the hearts of countless female disciples.
"Little sister, you're only a rank eight Martial Emperor. Can you admit defeat?" Li Yifeng looked to the young girl with a pained expression and spoke with a stern voice.
"Why? I know that I'm no match for you. However, I also know that you've never used violence against a girl … I'm very happy to be able to fight against you … My name is Du Yanan. My younger cousin is a disciple of your New Show Hall … "The young girl looked to Li Yifeng with sparkling eyes. Without the slightest bit of nervousness, she spoke with a stern voice.
'Motherfucker … this is the New Talent Ranking Competition! Is she still in heat?' Li Yifeng felt even more pained.
"Little sister Yanan, I've only used half a move and you've already admitted defeat. How about I ask you out another day? Today, I'm going to start a massacre! I've made a bet … "The pained Li Yifeng said in a very gentle and tempting manner.
"Really?" The girl blushed.
"I've never lied to girls, especially such a beautiful and cute girl like you …"
"Hmm … That's great. Hit me then … "The young girl's face immediately turned red as she puffed out her plump chest.
"F * ck …" Li Yifeng almost went crazy. Shouldn't acting be more realistic?
Li Yifeng hurriedly said again, "If you attack me with all your strength and I only use half a move, you might be slightly injured. Just admit defeat …"
"Oh … I understand."
Therefore, when everyone did not understand why the two of them were staring at each other without moving, as if they were talking through sound transmission, the young girl activated her Body Protecting Aura with a "boom" sound. Her figure flashed, and she shot out two palms as fast as lightning. The majestic Yuan Power condensed into two huge palms, whistling towards Li Yifeng.
His strength was indeed formidable.
Li Yifeng lightly smiled. He took a step forward and waved his palms to meet the incoming palms. However, he only managed to send out half of his palms when the girl shouted, "I admit defeat …"
Li Yifeng retrieved his palms with lightning speed. However, the vigorous Yuan Power that he had already sent out rumbled and spread out, directly sending the girl flying. Like a kite with its string cut, she flew several tens of meters before she managed to stabilize herself. There was a trace of blood at the corner of the girl's mouth.
However, her expression and appearance did not show the slightest bit of pain from defeat or injury. Instead, her little face was glowing with a trace of redness.
'Bitch! He must've used words to confuse this love-struck girl … 'Seeing this scene, Yang Fan cursed in his heart. However, the half of Li Yifeng's attack still caused him to praise him in his heart. Purely in terms of Yuan Power, Li Yifeng was not at all inferior to him.
… …
In the fourth group, the number one contestant, Yi Minghao, also displayed astonishing battle power. In a short two minutes, he defeated his rank nine Martial Emperor opponent. Unfortunately, he was unable to kill his rank nine Martial Emperor opponent.
In the fifth group, the number one beauty, Tantai Lian, surpassed everyone's expectations. At the instant the match began, her condensed, boundless and frightening spirit power condensed into incomparably sharp and formless sword rays. She directly dismembered her rank eight Martial Emperor opponent and killed him on the spot!
Compared to Yang Fan, the contrast between the bloody scene and the calm expression on his face was even more shocking!
This caused Dongfang Jun, who was in the fifth group, to be stupefied and terrified.
Killing a person and defeating a person were two completely different concepts. If one killed their opponent, no one would be able to obtain their opponent's three points. If one was defeated, others would be able to obtain their opponent's three points as long as they defeated their opponent …
Using their points, one would become a cold-blooded and cruel fuse!
Fortunately, after the five seeded contestants, it was very difficult for a situation where one was able to kill their opponent to appear. After all, none of the people that were able to enter the New Talent Competition were weak. Furthermore, the disparity in their battle power would not be too great. When one was certain that there was no hope for victory, it was still possible for one to admit defeat.
… …
Soon, the number seven contestants of the fifth group, Dongfang Jun, and the number eight contestant, Dongfang Jun, appeared at the same time. His opponent was a rank eight Martial Emperor. Dongfang Jun was not afraid in the slightest. Right after the referee's words left his mouth, he arrogantly leaped onto the stage with a cold expression.
Dongfang Jun, who was wearing the Golden Silkworm Treasured Cloak, had a powerful Spirit Artifact, and possessed powerful battle power, easily defeated his opponent and obtained three points!
This caused the entire region of the Zhenyuan Kingdom to burst into cheers.
"What are you being complacent for … to encounter me, if you have the guts, then don't admit defeat …"
At the moment when Dongfang Jun returned to his seat with a complacent expression, Yin Fenghan, who was sitting several meters to his left, revealed a disdainful expression on his face. With his rooster-like voice, he spoke provocatively.
"Eh? Damned eunuch, you're in the fifth group? Very well … rest assured, I, Dongfang Jun, am a man. A damned eunuch like you, who is neither male nor female, is not qualified to make me admit defeat … hahaha … "
"I'll be waiting." To Dongfang Jun's surprise, the damned eunuch did not get angry. Instead, he looked at Dongfang Jun with disdain. After he finished speaking, he turned his head around.
… …
The battles were still in full swing. After over ten battles in a row, the number fifteen of the fourth group, Dongfang Jian, stepped onto the stage again. His opponent was also a rank nine Martial Emperor. Furthermore, he possessed a powerful Spirit Artifact. Dongfang Jian retreated with light injuries. He was defeated.
… …
"Fifth group's number twenty one, Fan Rui from the Fluttering Rain Kingdom and number twenty two, Chen Hao from the Zhenyuan Kingdom, please step onto the stage!" It was finally time for Chen Hao to step onto the stage.
"Chen Hao, kill as many as you can. By keeping them alive, you are giving your opponent a chance … You have a very high chance!" Huangqi said with a deep voice.
As of now, only the number twenty three and twenty four from the first group had yet to step onto the stage. The number of people who possessed the strength to compete with Chen Hao could be determined. Excluding Ni Jianping from the first place in the group, Chen Hao still had a very high chance of obtaining the second place in the group. The prerequisite was that Chen Hao was ruthless enough.
Chen Hao lightly nodded his head. Then, his body shifted and he flew onto the stage.
"Fan Rui, peak rank eight Martial Emperor. He defeated a seeded contestant and advanced to the rookie list. He possesses a Spirit Artifact." Fan Rui's information flashed through Chen Hao's mind. He coldly looked at the youth with a serious expression and landed a hundred feet away from him.
Fan Rui also knew about Chen Hao's information. He only had a twenty percent chance of winning this battle. However, as he was already over twenty years old, this was his final chance. Even if he was unable to enter the top ten, he must still fight with all his strength and obtain a decent ranking, even if it meant death!
The reason for that was because this would be the most glorious moment of his life!
… …
"How many moves do you think he will use to end the battle?"
After Chen Hao stepped onto the stage, the lazy Yang Fan's eyes immediately shone. He sat up straight and patted Li Yifeng who was beside him.
"Three moves …" Li Yifeng narrowed his eyes and said, "How many do you think he will use?"
"One move and his opponent will die."
"One move and his opponent will die? Yang Fan, you think too highly of this boy, no? While his battle power is very strong, don't forget that he is only a rank seven Martial Emperor right now … "
Yang Fan smiled lightly. He did not explain. Instead, he said, "Bet?"
"Sure, let's bet … However, I'll bet two moves and his opponent will die!" Li Yifeng said shamelessly.
"You don't even have confidence. You've already lost …" Yang Fan smiled lightly. His eyes were shining as he looked to the stage.
However, soon after, Yang Fan started to frown. Li Yifeng started to laugh complacently.
The reason for that was because … the battle had already begun. Yet, Chen Hao did not reveal his absolute power. He was actually holding a shiny silver sword. He did not use his ultimate flying blade skill, nor did he use his valiant ring Spiritual Treasure to fight against his opponent.
In an instant, three moves had passed …
It was not only Yang Fan who was frowning. Dongfang Ting, Dongfang Jun, Huang Qi, Zhao Xingchen and the others were also frowning. According to Dongfang Ting's estimations, this opponent should not be able to withstand a single blow from Chen Hao. In the entire group, other than the rank two Martial Ancestor Realm Ni Jianping, there were only three people who could pose a threat to Chen Hao. He had a very high chance of obtaining second place in the group.
Yet now …
How could his battle power be so weak?
Especially in terms of Origin Energy, it actually did not increase much compared to when he was a rank five Martial Emperor. He was completely suppressed by his opponent's frightening Origin Energy.
… …
"Fuck … what is Chen Hao doing? Didn't aunt say that his battle power was very strong? How come his absolute power did not increase much even after increasing by two levels … "Dongfang Jun opened his eyes wide in confusion.
… …
"Seeing you in person is not as good as hearing about you. Fortunately, I did not admit defeat. Hahaha … prepare to die! One Sword Devastation! "
Five minutes. For an entire five minutes, even though Chen Hao fought steadily and surely, a trace of blood actually flowed out from the corner of his mouth before his opponent's absolute power. This caused Fan Rui to become braver and more confident. After he forced Chen Hao back several meters with a single sword strike, he no longer had any misgivings and started to laugh loudly. As he spoke, he pushed his power to the limit. With a flick of his wrist, a bright and frightening sword ray shot toward Chen Hao.
However, right at this moment, cries of alarm burst forth from the crowd.
"Puu!"
When Fan Rui gathered all the energy in his body into his attack and unleashed his most powerful attack, a throwing knife noiselessly pierced into his neck from behind. Fan Rui did not even bother to protect his body.
"Rumble!"
As for Chen Hao, his wrist shook violently. He swung his sword repeatedly and retreated explosively to block Fan Rui's frightening attack. Only when he reached the edge of the stage did he stabilize himself. Then, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
His opponent died and Chen Hao was injured!
How could he be so weak? So weak that he had to use a sneak attack to barely obtain victory?
Dongfang Ting was confused. Dongfang Jian, Dongfang Jun, Huang Qi, Zhao Xingchen and the others who were familiar with the astonishing increase in battle power in the past three months were also confused.
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