"Chengfeng, well done!"
When Xue Qinglan saw Ye Chenfeng explode Mang Qinglu with a single punch, he couldn't help but roar loudly, venting the anger and pain in his heart.
Xue Piaoling, Xue Tianchi, and the others smiled as well. They immediately looked at Mang Hanche, who was extremely gloomy and had a chilling light in his eyes.
"God dammit, where did that kid come from? How can he erupt with such terrifying power in an instant? Was he hiding his strength as well?"
Mang Hanche stared furiously at the calm Ye Chenfeng who was currently absorbing the power of fate. He gritted his teeth as the fury in his eyes seemed to want to melt him.
"Is this the power of fate?"
Ye Chenfeng felt a strange power appear in his body as he sensed the power of fate flowing in from all directions. It fused with his flames of life, and a tiny spire of fate appeared above his head.
"Look, that person has also condensed a spire of fate in the first battle. He's actually a peak genius as well."
Strength determined the strength of one's fate. Seeing the looming spire of fate above Ye Chenfeng's head that was exactly the same as Jian Chen's, cries rang out from the stands once again.
"I never thought I'd run into two interesting fellows here."
Dressed in a hemp robe, Cang Bing Shan's eyes were covered by his jet-black hair. He revealed a devilish smile as he looked at Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen like he was looking at prey. Intense killing intent filled his heart.
"This is only the beginning …"
After fusing with a large amount of power of fate, Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes and met Mang Hanche's cold gaze. He said in a domineering manner, which made Mang Hanche so angry that his face turned green.
Mang Hanche took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. Gnashing his teeth, he promised, "I'll reward whoever manages to kill that brat with a low-grade Heaven Artifact in a moment."
"Don't worry, grand elder. If I see him again, I'll definitely snap his neck."
Mang Sha Tian, the eldest disciple of the Snake Valley and a Rank 1 Defiant Beast King, said coldly as he looked at Ye Chenfeng's back.
Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen both insta-killed their respective opponents. The Ancient Sky City Martial Meet continued. Because of the continuous deaths in the previous rounds, the entire martial arena's atmosphere became oppressive.
"Old Snow Sect Master, what happened between you and the Ice Palace and the Snake Valley? Why did you become mortal enemies?"
Sensing that something was amiss, the Sword Valley Master Daoist Jian Ling, who had smelled something unusual, lowered his voice to a whisper and transmitted it into the ears of Xue Tianchi, who had a solemn expression, asking for the reason.
"Sword Valley Master, I can tell you the reason, but please don't make it public so as to not alert the enemy and cause new changes." Xue Tianchi hesitated for a moment before sending a voice transmission.
"Hmm …" Hearing Xue Tianchi's words, Daoist Jianling frowned and sent a voice transmission, "Alright, I promise to keep it a secret."
"Sword Valley Master, you should be very clear about the conflict between my Misty Mountain and the Western Demon Sect." Xue Tianchi sent a mental message. "As for this Ice Palace, the Snake Valley has long since colluded with the Western Demon Sect. They want to eliminate my Misty Mountain's genius disciples in this World Martial Competition and shake my Misty Mountain's foundation."
"What …" Hearing Xue Tianchi's words, Daoist Jian Ling's heart was in turmoil. His calm expression changed slightly as he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Xue Tianchi, "Old Sect Master Xue, does your Misty Mountain have any evidence to prove that they are colluding with the Western Devil Sect?"
"Ai, no! If we had evidence, we would have already exposed their true colors in front of everyone. " Xue Tianchi lightly sighed and said, "Also, we suspect that the Western Demon Sect has another plot, and that is the Ancient Heaven Palace."
"With the overall strength of this World Martial Meet, it is very likely that they will trigger the greatest destiny of Ancient Sky City and open the entrance to the Ancient Heaven Palace. This is also the reason why they are hiding so many experts!"
"This, this …"
Hearing Xue Tianchi's words, Daoist Jian Ling subconsciously believed that all of this might be true.
Although his Sword Valley did not want to be involved in the conflict between the Western Demon Sect and the Misty Mountain, he was clear that once the Western Demon Sect and the Misty Mountain had a large scale conflict, his Sword Valley would not be able to protect itself.
"Old Snow Sect Master, why don't our two sects work together and take control of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley first. We can then force the Western Demon Sect to reveal their next plot." Daoist Jian Ling pondered for a moment and suggested.
"Sword Valley Master, I'm afraid things are not as simple as you think. The two sect masters of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley have yet to appear. Bing Qingchuan and Mang Hanche are also fearless. They must have something to rely on. If we act blindly, it is very likely that it will lead to new changes." Xue Tianchi sent a voice transmission and suggested.
"Old Snow Sect Master, should we tell this to the Qian Family and the Flowing Cloud Sect and fight against the Ice Palace and Snake Valley together?" Daoist Jian Ling took a deep breath and said.
"No need for now. I'm not sure if those two sects are also colluding with the Western Demon Sect. Moreover, the Ice Palace and Snake Valley are also not sure if we know about their plot."
"If Sword Valley Master is willing to help us, then my Misty Mountain's disciple Ye Chenfeng and your Sword Valley's Jian Chen's strength will be enough to fight against the Ice Palace and Snake Valley's genius disciples."
Xue Tianchi shook her head and said. If she had not witnessed the scene of Jian Chen instantly killing the Ice Palace's disciple, she would not have taken the risk to tell the truth to Daoist Jian Ling.
"Alright, my Sword Valley will help you."
Daoist Jian Ling nodded and replied worriedly.
The cruel competition continued. Because Snow Flying Sword admitted defeat immediately, there were no more casualties among the geniuses of the various sects. However, the intensity of the competition was far greater than the previous competitions.
It caused the fortune energy in the sky above Ancient Sky City to surge violently.
After a morning of intense competition, the fourteen disciples who had entered the second round were all selected. All the Reverse Beast King disciples from the various sects had entered the second round.
Among them, only three of the Misty Mountain's six disciples were left, and only two of the Sword Valley's disciples were left. The Ice Palace's four disciples were left, and the Snake Valley's three disciples were left. The Qian Family and the Flowing Cloud Sect only had one Reverse Beast King disciple left.
Almost all the disciples who had entered the second round were Reverse Beast Kings. This had never happened before in the history of the Ancient Sky City Martial Competition.
After the first round, the disciples of the various sects who had entered the second round once again drew lots.
After drawing lots, Ye Chenfeng drew lot number six, and his opponent was the Ice Palace's disciple of unknown origin, Bing Ziqi, who was a level two Reverse Beast King.
Ye Chenfeng drew lot number two, and the second disciple of the Misty Mountain, Xue Xinyue, drew lot number two. Her opponent was the extremely talented Bing Yuntong who had played the Jade Water Fairy Melody.
Xue Jinyan drew lot number five, and his opponent was the Qian Family's King Qian Wuxin.
Jian Chen drew lot number one, and his opponent was the first disciple of the Snake Valley, Mang Sha Tian.
The mysterious Bing Cang Shan, who had killed Xue Tianyang with one finger and whose strength was unfathomable, drew lot number four, and his opponent was the Snake Valley's disciple, Mang Sen.
"When the competition starts, I will definitely smash your head and dig out your heart."
Bing Ziqi's face was slightly pale, and his body was emitting a cold aura. He looked at Ye Chenfeng full of battle intent, and coldly provoked him.
"Your head must have been squashed by a door!"
Ye Chenfeng coldly glanced at him, and ignored his provocation. Under his burning gaze, he returned to the stands with Xue Xinyue and Xue Jinyan, and waited for the afternoon competition to begin. For mobile users, please visit
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