Zhao Feng paused again. Seeing that Zhao Feng did not respond, the old man in black robe hummed and asked:
"Why? Is it difficult?"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and then carefully explained, “Lin Hongye is the strongest genius in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect right now. Although he is only at the Golden Core stage, his strength is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul stage.”
"Moreover, as the most respected genius, the eyes of countless peak masters and sect masters are on her."
"Let's not talk about whether I can beat her or not. Even if I can, it would be extremely difficult to kill her under the eyes of so many people."
The old man in black robe sneered disdainfully, "Really? Doesn't Wang Zide think highly of you? I heard that this time he even gave you Jian Feng's Zhenfeng Divine Sword, the Apocalypse Sword."
"You are already a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and with the sword of Apocalypse, are you afraid that you can't defeat Lin Hongye?"
"Or maybe you no longer care about the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect?"
Zhao Feng immediately shook his head and said respectfully, “How is that possible? My life was saved by the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. How could I forget?”
“Kill Lin Hongye, I will do my best.”
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After hearing what Zhao Feng said, the old man in black robe nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, you still have some conscience."
"Don't worry. After killing Lin Hongye, you can follow me back to the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. Then you can be as free as you want, right?"
After saying that, the old man in black robe turned and left. Zhao Feng stood there for a long time without saying anything, but his fists were clenched silently.
…
Soon, after three days, the arena had been set up on the sect square, and the suspended audience seats and peak master seats around it were all ready.
The masters of each peak brought their disciples and sat in their respective seats. In comparison, Linyangdu Chiyang Peak seemed much more lonely.
The seats in each peak were all occupied, but there were only three people sitting in the seats at Lin Yangdu Chiyang Peak, one of whom was Lin Yang.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Yang said to Lin Hongye beside him:
"Master still has to go to the peak chairman's seat and take a seat. You two can sit here now. Master will leave first."
The two nodded, and Lin Yang flew away from the Chiyang Peak seat and sat down at the peak master's seat.
When Wang Zide, the leader of Jianfeng Peak, saw Lin Yang, he snorted coldly with an unhappy look on his face.
Lin Yang naturally knew that the reason why he was angry was simply because he had recruited two extremely powerful disciples.
But it didn't matter, Lin Yang even wanted to piss him off, so he smiled and teased:
"Master Wang Feng, have you recruited any good disciples these days?"
Of course Wang Zide could tell that Lin Yang was teasing him, so he snorted coldly.
"Humph, after the competition, Lin Hongye will naturally leave your Chiyang Peak. Why are you so proud now?"
Lin Yang shrugged, "That's not necessarily true. We agreed that we would leave only if Lin Hongye didn't take the top spot."
"But what if she does take it?"
Wang Zide didn't even think about it and directly refuted:
"How is that possible? All of my disciples at Jianfeng are as brave as dragons. Lin Hongye is a genius, but he has not yet grown up, and you have held him back for so long."
"It's impossible to defeat my disciple right now."
Lin Yang did not refute, just said "Just watch if that's the case" and didn't say anything else.
…
Soon, Zhang Xianfeng also came to the position of the sect leader. The elder referee in charge of this competition saw this and immediately shouted:
"The Great Wilderness Immortal Sect Competition! Start now!"
After that, a token made of condensed spiritual energy appeared in the hands of all the participating disciples at the same time, with numbers engraved on it.
Then, the referee elder continued to explain loudly: "All participating disciples have tokens in their hands. Those whose numbers correspond to the tokens will need to go on stage to participate in the competition."
"Those who win the competition will enter the next round, and those who lose will enter the elimination round. Those who lose again will be directly withdrawn from this sect competition. Do you have any objections?"
Everyone shook their heads. Seeing this, the referee elder said loudly, "Okay, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect Competition officially begins now!"
"The first player to go up, number one, versus number seventy-five."
As the referee elder finished speaking, a tall, handsome man with a sword walked out of the audience and flew onto the ring.
When everyone saw this handsome man, they were all surprised and said, "Oh my god, the first one to go on stage is actually our senior brother?! This is going to be something to watch."
"Yes, the eldest brother is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Not to mention among the disciples, even among the elders, there are many elders who are no match for him."
"It's worth it that Master Wang Feng has put so much effort into training our senior brother. Who wouldn't train a talent like this?"
Lin Hongye looked at Zhao Feng on the stage. She took a look at him without saying much.
Seeing this, Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong, Senior Sister? Are you not sure you can defeat this guy?"
Lin Hongye did not answer, but smiled at Lu Chen and asked: "Junior brother, who do you think is better, me or the senior brother?"
Lu Chen snorted twice in disdain and said arrogantly: "Neither of you is as good as me, but if we have to compare, you are still better than that guy."
…
The contestant who was competing against Zhao Feng came on stage. He was just an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.
He gave a bitter smile, cupped his fists towards Zhao Feng and said, “Big Brother, please teach me.”
Zhao Feng smiled and returned the greeting by cupping his fists: “Junior brother, I’m sorry.”
As the match began, Zhao Feng drew his sword instantly. The Foundation Establishment cultivator knew that he couldn't fight Zhao Feng head-on, so he planned to use his magic weapon to hold on for a while longer.
But before he could activate the magic weapon, the tip of Zhao Feng's sword was already against his neck. If it was a second later, he would have seen blood.
Zhao Feng immediately took back his sword and clasped his fists, saying, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother."
The Foundation Establishment disciple shook his head helplessly. There was nothing he could do. The gap between the Foundation Establishment stage and the Nascent Soul stage was so huge. It was already very good that Zhao Feng did not let him lose any limbs.
The disciple flew away from the ring dejectedly, while Zhao Feng thanked him amid the cheers of the crowd and then left the ring as well.
Lu Chen looked at Zhao Feng's sword move and nodded in approval, "Not bad, he showed his killing intent, but he put away his sword in time. Although his swordsmanship is average, he has a good character."
"If I were to encounter him in the Immortal Realm, I wouldn't mind giving him some pointers."
Lin Hongye rolled her eyes at Lu Chen, "You are the only one who can be so funny."
At the peak chairman's meeting, the other peak masters also sighed that Wang Zide had accepted a good disciple.
"Master Wang Feng is so lucky to have a disciple of this character. His talent is also beyond ordinary people. I am really envious of him."
Faced with everyone's compliments, Wang Zide couldn't stop smiling.
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