In recent days, Xiao Feng has endured a unique kind of torment!

Its strength is also growing rapidly!

On the eve of the sect competition, Xiao Feng was already able to fight Ouyang Lie to a standstill, relying on his peak Golden Core strength.

"Elder, this won't do! Go faster!"

Seeing Xiao Feng move as swiftly as a mosquito, Ouyang Lie gave up completely.

That works too!

Even if we can't beat them, we can at least outrun them!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Lie waved his hand.

"Enough, the sect competition is tomorrow, and I'm not in the mood for it today!"

Xiao Feng landed with a smile.

"Elder, do you think I have the ability to take first place?"

First?

Hearing these insecure words, Ouyang Lie laughed in anger.

Why can't I take it?

Isn't this an insult to me?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Ouyang Lie grabbed Xiao Feng and gave him another beating.

hateful!

Going back on your word!

The next day.

When all the disciples arrived at the competition venue full of high spirits, they discovered that Xiao Feng's face was already covered in bruises.

What's going on?

Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but step forward to show her concern.

"Junior brother, are you alright?"

Xiao Feng channeled his inner energy to smooth out the last bruises on his face before saying speechlessly, "It's alright, Senior Sister, don't worry!"

Si Tianyi's words slowly rang out.

"The rules of the sect competition forbid any loss of life!"

Just this one!

As long as the other side doesn't die, anything goes!

The disciples below the stage looked at each other in bewilderment.

I've never heard of anything this ruthless!

However, the disciples' complaints could not stop anything, and soon Ouyang Lie stood on the stage.

They simply lifted the red cloth covering the prize.

"For this sect competition, the sect has prepared a priceless gift..."

After listening to the introductions, Xiao Feng's gaze fell on the prize for second place.

Lightning array!

This is great stuff!

After the sect competition ends, I will be undergoing my tribulation!

With this formation, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to overcome the tribulation?

Getting second place is not bad either!

Xiao Feng thought to himself.

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat, let's get started!"

So hasty?

The disciples of the Seven Peaks were filled with embarrassment, clearly sensing that something was amiss with this sect competition.

Elder Fang slowly stepped forward and soon began to read out the list of candidates for the written test.

"In the first round, Xiao Feng of Qingfeng will face Wan Feiyu of Qingsong Peak!"

The scene suddenly became noisy!

The feud between the two was probably already an open secret known to everyone in the sect.

Looks like it finally matches up!

That's exciting!

Wan Feiyu's expression changed. He had originally planned to eliminate a few weaker disciples first to improve his ranking.

I never expected that the first person I would deal with would be Xiao Feng!

It's fate!

We're doomed!

Zhao Yuwei, her face full of hope, spoke to Xiao Feng.

"Junior brother, I originally intended to teach this person a lesson myself, but now that he's yours, don't hold back!"

Xiao Feng grinned.

Definitely!

With a bang, Xiao Feng soared into the air and landed gracefully on the arena, beckoning to Wan Feiyu below the stage.

All eyes fell on Wan Feiyu.

It’s over!

You have no choice but to go!

Just as he was about to take a step, Wan Feiyu found that his body was trembling involuntarily, as if it were not under his control at all.

After a long while, they finally arrived on the stage.

They collapsed without a fight!

Xiao Feng chuckled softly, and Elder Fang's voice slowly drifted out as well.

"start!"

At a single command, thunder roared!

Xiao Feng was surrounded by dazzling light!

So handsome?

Is this a fight?

Are you kidding me!

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Wan Feiyu was thrown into the air, and several white teeth fell out of his mouth.

Wow!

They knocked out all your teeth?

Speechless!

Everyone in the room was stunned; this was a murder plot!

Elder Fang frowned. As the referee, he naturally had to ensure that neither side of the competition would encounter any problems.

"If you can't win, you can admit defeat!"

After receiving a prompt, Wan Feiyu seemed to have found a chance to survive. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Feng arrived in an instant.

"dream!"

There are no new tricks coming!

Only a slap!

This is simply a release!

Xiao Feng drew the bow high with his arm, then brought it down with all his might.

Every single movement was absolutely magnificent!

humiliation!

Utter disgrace!

Wang Chongming stood in the crowd, his face extremely gloomy.

Wan Feiyu was his proudest disciple, but now, his disciple was like a rag doll, being trampled on at will by Xiao Feng.

This is utterly disgraceful!

"Sect Leader, I request a pause in the match!"

Before Si Tianyi could speak, Ouyang Lie glanced at him disdainfully.

"He's not dead yet. Besides, if you don't want to fight him, you can just admit defeat!"

We admit defeat!

Does he have a chance?

Wang Chongming stood up and was about to rush forward to make a move when Si Tianyi stopped him.

"Junior Brother Wang, you still need to know some rules!"

All the recent major and minor events in the sect were planned by Wan Feiyu.

Si Tianyi saw it all but kept it to himself. Xiao Feng's brutal beating had indeed made him feel much better.

They naturally took sides without any hesitation!

What else can we do?

I'll just have to swallow this bitter pill!

Xiao Feng showed no mercy in his subsequent attacks, beating the man in front of him until he was nearly unconscious, his face swollen to twice its normal size, before he finally stopped.

"Elder, I'm done!"

Xiao Feng spoke with a smile.

Elder Fang, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and checked Wan Feiyu's breathing before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Be careful next time, don't make things difficult for me!"

Xiao Feng smiled.

That's for sure!

With Wan Feiyu being carried off the field, the match was considered over.

Xiao Feng's battle was extremely long, while the other disciples had already completed their preliminary rounds.

Almost everyone in the sect saw Wan Feiyu's embarrassing situation.

He'll never be able to hold his head up high in the sect again!

That's it for today!

Xiao Feng floated down from the arena, and Zhao Yuwei approached him.

"Impressive, junior brother!"

Xiao Feng smiled and kept his distance.

"Senior sister, how are things on your end?"

"Easy to solve!"

"The first match of the second round is between Xiao Feng and Yue Yang!"

What?

So much to say?

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect glared with fervor.

Only Elder Fang looked utterly embarrassed!

This was really decided by lottery!

Battle begins!

Xiao Feng and Yue Yang both remained silent in tacit agreement.

After a long while, Yueyang finally spoke.

"Junior brother, you're not going to beat me up too, are you?"

"uncertain!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

A smile can erase all grudges!

It was already noon, and Xiao Feng still hadn't made a move.

The other disciples had already finished their matches in the second round.

They all gathered around the arena.

"What's going on? Aren't you going to make a move?"

"If we keep dragging this out until the very end, the match might not even finish today!"

"Senior Brother Yueyang is quite strong, but I wonder if he can handle a prodigy like Xiao Feng!"

The murmurs from the audience did not affect the two men in the slightest, until the midday sun pierced through the clouds.

"Senior brother, let's begin!"