"Ling Chengfeng!"
Looking at the corpse of the twelfth tycoon, Xu Tiancheng, the white-clothed young tycoon and the other tycoons' faces turned ashen. Then, a murderous intent appeared in their eyes. The black-clothed young tycoon immediately shouted at Ling Chengfeng.
"He was the one who tried to kill me first. I was only retaliating!"
Ling Chengfeng's face turned pale. However, it was not because he was afraid of the white-clothed young tycoon and the other tycoons' scolding. Instead, it was because he could no longer hide his wry smile. Now that his strength had been completely exposed, he would have to face even more deadly consequences. However, he quickly calmed down. Then, he took a deep breath and replied with a determined look on his face.
"How dare you!"
Hearing Ling Chengfeng's unyielding reply, the black-clothed young man, the green-clothed young man, and the blue-clothed young woman were all enraged. They shouted angrily again and took a step forward, creating a few deep holes in the ground of the martial arts practice field. The entire martial arts practice field seemed to be trembling under their huge feet.
"You killed Xu Tiancheng. Now, bind your own hands and follow us back. Kowtow to the Deity and apologize to him personally. Only then will you have a chance to live. Otherwise, your entire Clear Wind Sect will be killed. No one will be able to live!" The young man in green, Tai Bao, looked at Ling Chengfeng and said with an extremely cold gaze.
"Seventh Tycoon!" Hearing the green-clothed young tycoon's words, Ling Chengfeng's face suddenly changed. Anger appeared on his face as if he wanted to say something. However, before he could say anything, a white-haired old man from the Clear Wind Sect walked out. He cupped his hands and bowed to the green-clothed young tycoon. Then, he smiled and said, "Before the battle, we had already agreed that swords have no eyes. It would be best if there were no accidents. If there were any accidents, regardless of the casualties, we would let bygones be bygones!"
"Now that Chengfeng has accidentally killed the twelfth tycoon, although it was an accident, it was within the rules that we had agreed on. You tycoons can't go back on your words in front of everyone, right?"
"You dare to lecture us?" The black-clothed young tycoon looked at the white-haired old man from the Clear Wind Sect and said.
"I wouldn't dare!" The white-haired old man from the Clear Wind Sect waved his hands repeatedly as he spoke in fear. With a smile on his face, he said, "It's just that …!"
"Since my Myriad Bone Forest has said it, I will naturally acknowledge it!" The white-clothed young man with the highest status, Tai Bao, interrupted the white-clothed old man from the Clear Wind Sect and said with an indifferent expression, "Xu Tiancheng's skill was inferior. Now that he died, it was his own fault. He can't blame anyone else!"
"However, we are here today to recruit Ling Chengfeng. This matter is not over yet. Let's continue!"
"If that's the case, how would you like to test Chengfen?" The white-haired old man from the Clear Wind Sect looked at the white-clothed young man and said with a smile, "We agreed on a best of three match. As long as Chengfeng wins two matches, we'll forget about today's recruitment!"
"Now …!"
The white-haired old man from the Clear Wind Sect didn't finish his words. He only smiled and hesitated.
Hearing the Clear Wind Sect's white-haired elder's words, Ling Chengfeng's eyes flashed.
Before the battle, the Clear Wind Sect's elders, the white-clothed young man, and the rest of the Thirteen Gangsters had agreed on a best of three match format.
However, the Clear Wind Sect's elders and Ling Chengfeng himself understood that even if they won, they wouldn't be able to stop the recruitment of the Myriad Bone God. Instead, it would only increase the Myriad Bone God's desire to recruit them!
In the end, the Myriad Bone God would definitely send someone else to continue the recruitment. He might even come personally until the recruitment was successful.
Therefore, they decided to hide their strength in the first match. They might as well lose one match and see the reactions of the white-clothed young man and the rest of the Thirteen Gangsters.
If they were disappointed and left on their own accord, that would be the best outcome.
However, if they insisted on not joining, it would depend on whether they would continue to lose or really go all out. In short, they couldn't go to the Dark Domain battlefield to prevent their identities from being exposed. They wouldn't risk their lives for the Myriad Bone God either.
However, God's plan was better than Man's.
After Xu Tiancheng's sneak attack and death, Ling Chengfeng couldn't hide his strength anymore. Now, he could only go all out and win two out of three matches.
"In the previous match, although my twelfth brother, Xu Tiancheng, died, you've already lost before he died. Therefore, the result is still the same. You've lost one match!" The white-clothed young man looked deeply at Ling Chengfeng and said indifferently, "Now, let's move on to the second match. Seventh brother, you're up!"
As soon as he finished speaking!
The green-clothed young man, Tycoon, walked out and looked at Ling Chengfeng with a cold expression. A powerful aura surged from his body, and the surrounding air froze instantly. It was suffocating, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Among the white-clothed Tycoon who came to recruit Ling Chengfeng, the white-clothed Tycoon was the third Tycoon. There was no need to elaborate further on his status. The green-clothed Tycoon was the seventh Tycoon.
The remaining black-clothed young man, Tycoon, and blue-clothed young lady, Tycoon, were the ninth and tenth Tycoon respectively. There was a gap in strength between them and the green-clothed young man.
Facing Ling Chengfeng who had shown his true strength, the white-clothed young man, Tycoon, was also very cautious. He directly sent out his second-in-command, skipping the black-clothed young man and blue-clothed young lady.
"Fight!"
Since things had already developed to this point, there was no point in hiding or taking a step back. They could only fight head-on. Therefore, Ling Chengfeng was very straightforward at this moment. He directly took out a long halberd and stared at the young man in green, Tai Bao, and shouted.
"Kill!"
The green-clothed young man, Tycoon, couldn't hold back any longer. He immediately rushed out and charged towards Ling Chengfeng. He shouted with killing intent.
Suddenly!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The field was once again filled with raging winds and energy. Ling Chengfeng and the green-clothed young man, Tycoon, didn't hold back and engaged in an intense battle.
Because Ling Chengfeng no longer held back, this battle was much more intense and ferocious than the previous one. Many people in the Martial Arts Practice Field had a look of fear on their faces. They continuously retreated, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire.
"This Ling Chengfeng …!"
Looking at Ling Chengfeng who had shown his true strength in the field, the black-clothed young man and blue-clothed young lady, Tycoon, were extremely furious. They shouted with shame and anger.
Ling Chengfeng's true strength was on par with the green-clothed young man, who was the seventh Tycoon. Naturally, he was stronger than the black-clothed young man and blue-clothed young lady.
Therefore, when they recalled how they disdained Ling Chengfeng in front of everyone, their hearts were filled with shame and indignation. Then, because of their shame and indignation, they became incomparably furious. Their eyes also became somewhat red, and a dense killing intent uncontrollably exploded in their chests.
"Kill!"
In the field, the more Ling Chengfeng fought, the more powerful he became. Although the long halberd in his hand was just an ordinary weapon, it was extremely lethal in his hands.
The green-clothed young man, Tycoon, had his hair shaved off three times. The most serious injury was that even a small piece of his scalp was shaved off, revealing a piece of flesh.
On the other hand, Ling Chengfeng was only hit twice by the green-clothed young man, Tycoon, with two shallow wounds on his shoulders. There was some impact, but it wasn't significant.
In fact, the winner was already decided between the two of them.
"Die!"
The green-clothed young man, Tycoon, also knew that he was at a disadvantage. He wasn't a match for Ling Chengfeng. Even if he was defeated, there was still the third Tycoon, the white-clothed young man, Tycoon, who could guarantee that Ling Chengfeng would be defeated. Then, Ling Chengfeng would obediently follow them back and serve God Wangu.
However, as the seventh Tycoon, if he were to lose to Ling Chengfeng like this, where would he put his face?
Hence, at this moment, he roared angrily. His body immediately surged with an energy wave that didn't match his original strength. His entire aura was like an erupting volcano, erupting suddenly.
He didn't hesitate to pay a huge price that required him to use his own body to defeat Ling Chengfeng in front of everyone. Then, he would regain his lost face.
However!
Just as the green-clothed young man, Tycoon, forcefully unleashed his power at the cost of his own body, his body stiffened slightly. Ling Chengfeng immediately took advantage of this loophole.
Ling Chengfeng immediately roared. The long halberd in his hand was like a dragon that came out of its cave. It instantly crossed the space and arrived in front of the green-clothed young man, aiming for his weak point.
Suddenly!
"Chi!"
Ling Chengfeng's long halberd pierced through the green-clothed young man's chest. Blood splattered everywhere and he was lifted into the air. The young man, Tycoon, was easily interrupted. His aura quickly weakened and he was unable to continue fighting.
This battle was won by Ling Chengfeng!
"Very good!" Seeing this result, the white-clothed young man, Tycoon, became even more indifferent. He then stepped forward and went straight to Ling Chengfeng.
"Go to the side and heal your wounds first!" He lifted his hand and grabbed the green-clothed young man, Tycoon, from Ling Chengfeng's long halberd. Then, he casually threw him to the black-clothed young man and blue-clothed young woman behind him. He said this without turning his head.
"Yes!" The green-clothed young man, Tycoon, said weakly.
"Ling Chengfeng, kneel down!" The white-clothed young man, Tycoon, looked at Ling Chengfeng in front of him. He didn't waste any time and directly spoke. Then, his voice was extremely cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful oppressive aura erupted from his body. Immediately, the oppressive aura caused everyone present to tremble non-stop. Many people simply could not withstand it and directly prostrated themselves on the ground. After that, their faces revealed expressions of horror and despair.
Among the Thirteen Tycoons of the Myriad Bone Forest, the most powerful ones were the First, Second, and Third Tycoons. The other ten people were on a completely different level from them.
Although Ling Chengfeng wasn't weak, there was still a big gap between him and the Third Tycoon, the white-clothed young man, Tycoon.
Therefore, at this moment, facing the white-clothed young man, Tycoon,'s coercion, even though the battle hadn't started, he was already unable to withstand it. Although his body wasn't trembling like the others around him, he was still short of breath. His body felt like it was in a quagmire. Even the slightest movement required a lot of energy.
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