The arena was set up in the middle of a courtyard, surrounded by many disciples.
The referee stood in the middle of the arena, his gaze sweeping over the people below: "Is there anyone who wants to come up and become the champion?"
Only those with formidable strength can become the champion; ordinary people do not possess such abilities.
Seeing that no one was going on stage, Su Xueqing felt a faint surge of spiritual energy in her palm and struck Xiao Feng hard on the back.
This attack caught him completely off guard, leaving him powerless to stop it.
He suddenly appeared in front of the referee and was caught by the referee.
"Not bad, someone has actually come up. May I ask which sect or school you belong to?"
Seeing Su Xueqing's sly smile, Xiao Feng knew perfectly well that she was laughing at him.
He couldn't reveal his sect because he hadn't written it on the registration form.
"Xiao Jing, disciple of Ruthless Cliff, greets everyone."
The referee looked somewhat embarrassed when he heard Xiao Feng mention his sect.
Clearly, he had never heard of this so-called Heartless Cliff.
"The Cliff of Heartlessness? This sect is indeed a reclusive one. I wonder how my master is?"
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes when the referee mentioned his master: "May he be well."
The entire sect was fabricated by him, so how could he have such a claim about a master?
It seems this referee is also someone who blatantly lies.
The champion is already on the stage, so naturally the others will be allowed to come up next.
Xiao Feng slowly walked to one end, gradually closed his eyes, and waited for the others to come up on stage.
Little did he know that the evil desires within him had begun to seep into his spiritual power, without his knowledge.
Many people in the audience were discussing it.
"Ruthless Cliff? What kind of sect is that? Why have I never heard of it before?"
"Don't even mention you, I've never heard of it either. Could this be something that kid made up?"
"..."
Seeing that none of them went up on stage, the referee walked up to them and said, "If the champion remains unchallenged for an extended period, he will be automatically declared the winner."
These disciples, who considered themselves to be from prestigious and righteous sects, would never agree to such a thing.
One of them glanced at Xiao Feng, thinking that he was nothing special, and then darted onto the arena.
"Giant Spirit Sect, seeking guidance."
Xiao Feng nodded slightly and gradually released the spiritual energy within his body.
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, the referee quickly jumped down from above, afraid that their battle would affect him.
After he left, Xiao Feng turned to look at the Giant Spirit Sect disciple beside him, his palm slightly open.
Just as he was about to unleash the Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor, he recalled that many people had seen this move before.
If those righteous people were to recognize his identity, he would not be able to save his life.
He gradually drew the power of the Water Curtain Heavenly Flower into his palm, then forcefully compressed the spiritual energy in his hand together, forming a wave of spiritual energy.
Below the stage, Su Xueqing, seeing Xiao Feng deliberately concealing his strength, smiled and said, "So meticulous?"
Even she could tell that Xiao Feng was deliberately concealing his prized skill, and he hadn't even taken out his Flowing Light Sword.
Seeing that Xiao Feng hadn't even used any martial arts techniques, the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect casually took out a massive hammer weighing a thousand catties from the void.
"I don't care what sect you belong to. If you get hurt by me, don't blame me."
He wielded the giant hammer with great force, and brought it down fiercely on Xiao Feng's head.
Judging from his appearance, he didn't even intend to hold back.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng snorted coldly, slowly opened his palm, and fiercely struck the man.
"Bang..."
The spiritual energy struck his body hard, sending him flying.
Before he could even land, the hammer in mid-air slammed down on him.
"Pfft..."
Blood mixed with a lot of internal organs gushed out, and his head tilted to the side, and he died.
When the referee saw this, he jumped onto the ring with a shocked expression to check whether the man was alive or dead.
"Dead? You actually tried to kill your challenger? Don't you know when to stop?"
Xiao Feng looked indifferently at the referee: "He signed a life-or-death contract on the stage. If he dies at my hands, it can only be blamed on his lack of skill."
These words really got Su Xueqing excited.
The disciples from other sects exchanged glances, feeling a chill creep down their spines.
They never expected that Xiao Feng would deliver such a blow to their heads.
The referee, seeing that Xiao Feng actually dared to contradict him, turned red with anger: "You're just a nobody sect, how dare you be so insolent in front of us?"
Seeing his annoyed expression, he sneered, "What? Do you think those people down there can't kill me, so you're planning to come up here yourself?"
The referees and elders from various sects certainly possess greater strength, but if they were to take the stage, it would undoubtedly attract a lot of gossip.
This gossip was exactly what the prestigious sects feared most, and they were determined not to let Xiao Feng gain any advantage.
Looking down at the crowd below the arena, his tone was extremely serious: "Is anyone going up to teach this person a lesson?"
Below the stage, many disciples from various sects exchanged glances and lowered their heads.
Judging from their expressions, they clearly believed that Xiao Feng might kill them.
Looking at their expressions, Xiao Feng sneered, "When the time comes, will you be able to declare me the ultimate victor?"
This is the rule of the arena; once the time is up, he becomes the sole winner.
The referee looked at the disciples below with some concern and found that they didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
Just because of what they did, the referee harbored considerable resentment.
As the hourglass was about to run out, one of the cultivators, dressed in a gray robe, darted onto the arena with a mocking smile on his face.
"I'll have a go at you."
When the referee looked at the person who came up, his face lit up with ecstatic joy: "Senior brother?"
To be addressed as "senior brother" by the referee, this person's skills must be exceptional.
He closed his eyes and spread his spiritual energy throughout his body, trying to gauge the person's strength.
The man took a forceful step forward, the force of which caused the ground to tremble.
"Trying to peek at my strength? You're not worthy!"
Seeing that he could easily crush my spiritual energy probe, the referee sneered: "I think you should just admit defeat and apologize to the elders of the Giant Spirit Sect."
Below the stage, many people mocked, "This is Rong Tai, a disciple of Dao Xu Palace. His strength should have reached the Nascent Soul realm."
"Nascent Soul?"
Xiao Feng wore a mocking smile, seemingly not taking this Nascent Soul Realm expert seriously.
Seeing Xiao Feng's confident demeanor, the referee made way for him, saying, "Next, kill him."
To be able to kill someone right in front of him—that kind of hatred is something most people can't accept.
Upon hearing the referee's reminder, Rong Tai nodded slightly: "If it were me, I would let him know what it means to wish he were dead."
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