"Ye Ming, Yuxin, did you notice anything strange when you were devouring the heavenly energy?"
Ye Chenfeng found Yue Yeming and Ling Yuxin and asked in a low voice after the terrifying sound that reverberated throughout the Hundred Battles City disappeared. August Eighth Language
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"Strange? Why does Brother Ye say that? "Yue Ye Ming asked in surprise.
"When I was devouring the heavenly energy, I felt a strange power hidden in the heavenly energy that was constantly corroding my life force!" Ye Chenfeng told them about his encounter when he was devouring the heavenly energy.
"Really …"
Yue Ye Ming and Ling Yuxin's expressions changed slightly. They immediately closed their eyes and peeked at their life force.
After peeking again and again, they sensed a nearly undetectable corrosive power that had invaded the depths of their life force. Their expressions instantly turned gloomy.
If they did not remove the corrosive power that had invaded their life force in time, it would greatly affect their future cultivation.
"It seems like this is the true purpose of the Hundred Battles Martial Competition!" Yue Ye Ming's expression became incomparably gloomy. "Brother Ye, I will remember this favor. I will definitely repay it in the future."
"You're too polite!" Ye Chenfeng smiled. "There's still a month before the Hundred Battles Martial Competition. I think the two of you should be able to remove the corrosive power from your life force."
"No problem!"
Yue Ye Ming and Ling Yuxin had extraordinary foundations. After expressing their thanks, they left to find a way to refine the corrosive power.
After the two of them left, Ye Chenfeng immediately found Xia Wendie, Ling Yuxin, and the others. He controlled the God-Eater Brain to check their bodies.
Since they hadn't been able to devour heavenly energy for a long time, there wasn't much of the strange energy corroding their roots of life. With the help of the Chaos Divine Wood, Ye Chenfeng spent nearly half a month devouring the corrosive energy in their roots of life, removing the hidden danger in their bodies.
As for Zhan Wudi and Ming Qianxin, they were hiding a huge secret. Using their powerful foundations, they slowly removed the hidden danger in their bodies.
Very quickly, a month passed. The highly anticipated Hundred Battles Martial Competition was about to begin.
Although there were only eight people who stood out in the preliminary round and entered the final round, these eight people represented the peak level of the Sky Region and even the Void God Realm's younger generation. The clash between them made the experts of various clans look forward to it.
As for the tickets to the Hundred Battles Martial Competition's finals, they were even hyped up to a sky-high price by people. A single ticket was hard to obtain. Being able to enter the ancient Sacred Battlefield and witness the finals of the Hundred Battles Martial Competition at close range had become a symbol of identity and status.
"Let's go to the Hundred Battle Sacred Battlefield!"
After taking a bath and changing into a clean martial arts suit, Ye Chenfeng walked out of the room in high spirits and met up with Xia Wendie, Ling Yu, and the others. They took the carriage that Ni Tian Palace had already prepared and went to the Sage Battlefield of Hundred Battles.
"Stop right there! You can't enter without a ticket!"
When Ye Chenfeng's group arrived at the Hundred Battles Sacred Battlefield, they were immediately stopped by the guards at the entrance.
"I'm not here to spectate. I'm here to participate!" Ye Chenfeng stood proudly and took out his identity token.
"Young Master Ye, please come in!"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's identity token, the guard who stopped them had a huge change in expression and revealed a look of awe. He respectfully handed over Ye Chenfeng's identity token with both hands and took the initiative to open a path.
"Young Master Ye … Could he be the first place of the Hundred Battles Ranking, Ye Chenfeng! His strength doesn't seem to be much! "
"Not much? Rumor has it that Tian Wufa of the Divine Sky Clan and Hei Kuangdao of the Black Demon Clan lost to him. Do you think he's weak? "
"That's true, but the finals aren't the preliminaries. If he wants to win in the finals, there's no hope at all!"
"Well, according to the results of the previous years, I'm afraid the first place of this Hundred Battles Martial Competition will be dominated by the Divine Sky Clan!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng from afar, there was a commotion outside the Hundred Battles Sacred Battlefield. Pairs of eyes shot over and discussed animatedly.
Ye Chenfeng ignored the surrounding gazes and discussions, put away his identity token, and said indifferently, "They're my friends. They should be able to enter to watch the competition!"
"Yes, of course!"
The Hundred Battles City guard seemed to have changed into a different person as he nodded.
"Let's go!"
Ye Chenfeng did not waste any time and led Xia Wendie, Ling Yu, and the others into the bustling Hundred Battles Sacred Battlefield.
"So big, this Hundred Battles Sacred Battlefield is so big!"
Walking into the Sacred Battlefield, Xia Wendie and the others were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that the Sacred Battlefield's grandstands were like heavenly walls, hundreds of feet high, majestic and majestic.
And in the center of the grandstands, there was a floating battle stage made of divine stones that had experienced the vicissitudes of time, bathed in the light of restrictions.
Because Ye Chenfeng's results were too outstanding, the Sacred Battlefield's grandstands had already left the best seats for Ye Chenfeng and the others.
Not long after Ye Chenfeng arrived, Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin, and the others also appeared.
Looking at their expressions, they had already cured the hidden injuries in their bodies. Moreover, they had refined the heavenly energy, and their strength had risen by another step.
After a while, Tian Qingyun, Huang Wutian, Gu Hong, Mo Yichen, and the number one genius of the Azuresky Clan, Tian Yun, all arrived. The atmosphere of the Sacred Battlefield became lively, and the audience in the grandstands were happily discussing who would stand out from the other geniuses and take first place in the Hundred Battles Martial Meeting.
Although Ye Chenfeng had taken first place in the preliminaries, no one was optimistic about him in the finals. They guessed that he would be eliminated in the first round.
"Alright, everyone quiet down!"
As the entire Sacred Battlefield was filled with ear-piercing discussions, a white-robed old man with a snow-white beard appeared in the void. His aura was one with the world, and his eyes were bright and piercing. As he opened his mouth, a terrifying voice instantly suppressed the noise, shocking the entire audience.
"What a terrifying Supreme Elder!"
Looking at the white-robed old man in front of him, Ye Chenfeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink into the most dangerous pinholes. He could smell a deep sense of danger from this old man.
"Alright, we will now draw lots. The rules of the finals are the same as the previous ones, a single round elimination system. The one who has the last laugh will be the champion of the Hundred Battles Martial Meeting. My Divine Sky Clan will reward him with a mid-grade ancestral pill and a chaos stone." The white-robed old man loudly announced.
"Chaos stone!"
Ye Chenfeng's eyes brightened. He didn't expect the reward for the champion of the Hundred Battles Martial Meeting to be so generous. Not only was there an ancestral pill, but there was also a chaos stone to forge an ancestral artifact. If he could obtain this chaos stone, he might be able to upgrade the Demon Sealing Sword to a top-grade transcendent saint artifact. At that time, with the help of the way of controlling artifacts, he would have the strength to instantly kill an ordinary Divine Realm master.
"There are eight balls of light here. You can draw lots now!"
The white-robed old man took out eight balls of light floating in the void and loudly announced.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The silent space of the Sacred Battlefield fluctuated. Ye Chenfeng and the others simultaneously deduced their Dao Intent, condensing huge hands that covered the sky and grabbed at the balls of light.
Tian Qingyun and Huang Wutian wanted to embarrass Ye Chenfeng, so they intentionally attacked the huge hands condensed by Ye Chenfeng, wanting to shatter them.
However, Ye Chenfeng had comprehended the void dao tablet for hundreds of years. His comprehension of Dao Intent had risen by several levels. Tian Qingyun and Huang Wutian's little trick didn't succeed, and Ye Chenfeng easily caught a ball of light.
When Ye Chenfeng and the others crushed the balls of light, the names of the two opponents and the number of matches appeared on the wall of light floating above the Hundred Battles Martial Meeting.
They were Yue Ye Ming against Tian Yun, Tian Qingyun against Gu Hong, Ye Chenfeng against Mo Yichen, and Ling Yuxin against Huang Wutian.
"Alright, I announce the start of the Hundred Battles Martial Meeting's finals!"
After the lots were drawn, the white-robed old man loudly announced.
In the next moment, two ear-piercing sounds rang out. Yue Ye Ming and Tian Yun stood up, and like two invincible divine swords, they cut through the air and appeared on the battle stage that had experienced the vicissitudes of time. They looked at each other from afar, preparing for the final battle.
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