As the referee stepped down from the fighting platform, a large crowd surrounded it.
This battle is sure to be incredibly explosive, given that both of them are extremely powerful.
If one could witness such a clash of powerful individuals up close, it would certainly be of great help to one's own strength.
Xiao Feng looked down at the disciples present and sneered, "If I were to kill them in front of you, I wonder what they would do?"
"Arrogant!"
Just as Rong Tai was about to make a move, he discovered that Xiao Feng's body had turned into a phantom.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and even his scalp tingled: "Just what kind of strength does this kid have? I can't even see his figure."
"call..."
A sound of wind breaking came, and a soft, boneless hand slapped down on his chest.
With a face full of anger, Rong Tai mobilized the spiritual power within his body and slammed it out just as fiercely.
"Bang..."
With just one palm strike, Rong Tai's face turned bright red, and he flew backward like a deflated balloon.
When he landed, he was already on the furthest arena.
Silence fell over the entire room.
To be able to send someone flying so far with a single palm strike, one's strength must far surpass that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Just what is this kid's strength? How can he treat a Nascent Soul Realm expert like a football?"
"It's hard to believe that our strength is so insignificant in the face of him."
They tried to probe the spiritual power within Xiao Feng's body multiple times, but found that their own power was too insignificant to detect it.
Xiao Feng looked at the spiritual energy of the many disciples below the stage and gently reminded them.
“If you don’t withdraw your spiritual power soon, I wouldn’t mind killing you all.”
The voice was filled with murderous intent, causing them to quickly withdraw their hands and not dare to utter a single word.
In the distance, the referee returned to the arena with a wary expression, scanning Xiao Feng: "Who exactly are you?"
Righteous people wouldn't send out someone so powerful; only those with crooked and evil ways would.
Seeing that the referee was beginning to doubt his identity, Xiao Feng sneered, "Are you deaf? I did mention my name before."
The referee understood that he could not have his spot revoked without evidence, otherwise it would definitely affect people from other sects.
He took a deep breath and looked at the disciples below the stage, only to find them timid and hesitant to step forward.
It's not their fault; even a Nascent Soul Realm expert couldn't withstand them. They would have been killed the moment they came up.
Seeing Xiao Feng's determination to win the championship, the referee glanced at his disciples and whispered to them, "I'm afraid someone who could threaten Bai Zhao and his wife's chances of winning the championship will appear here."
"Bai Zhao and his wife?"
He could clearly hear Zhao Yuwei address that person as Bai Zhao, so those two must be Bai Zhao and Zhao Yuwei.
His face gradually darkened, and a self-deprecating voice came from his mouth.
"If I use the Spirit Sword Sect's techniques in the finals, I wonder if you'll be surprised?"
Both of them came from the lower realm, yet they were able to distinguish themselves in the upper realm, which is quite remarkable.
Not far away, on a small hill, the members of Daoxu Palace were refusing to come down and fight, none of them daring to do so.
They were well aware of their own strength, and if they appeared in front of Xiao Feng, they would most likely be killed by him.
"This kid is extraordinary. Look at how he attacked just now; he clearly didn't use any martial arts techniques at all."
If martial arts techniques are used, this ability must be extraordinary.
The disciples of Daoxu Palace were so frightened by the power of his palm strike that they were unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Xiao Feng stared at the referee for a long time without saying a word, then took a few steps outside and looked at the others: "I wonder if anyone else dares to come up?"
The voice was like a booming bell, causing them all to lower their heads.
Judging from their appearance, it was clear that none of them had the courage to come up.
"A bunch of cowards."
Xiao Feng walked to the side with a cold expression, waiting for the bell to ring.
Seeing Xiao Feng's disdainful expression, the referee gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time.
Judging from his expression, he clearly wanted the experts from Daoxu Palace to make a move.
There are quite a few righteous sects here, and they simply don't have the ability to find the so-called Ruthless Cliff.
Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, an old figure walked out of the void and stood in front of Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng squinted at the person who walked out of the void, his brows furrowing slightly.
He could tell that this person was much stronger than Rong Tai, and might even have reached the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Why did you severely injure my nephew? Don't you know that martial arts matches are supposed to end when the opponent has made their move?"
With Xiao Feng's abilities, he only needs to unleash his full power, and Rong Tai will surely come down on his own.
But he insisted on using the most brutal methods to knock people off the fighting platform.
Based solely on this personality trait, Xuanqing could not let Xiao Feng go.
Xiao Feng glanced at him, not taking him seriously at all: "May I ask who you are?"
Xuan Qing bowed slightly: "I am Xuan Qing, a disciple of Master Yuan Yue, the head of Dao Xu Palace. I believe you have already discerned my strength."
When he heard that Xuan Qing had noticed his spying on his strength, he was full of surprise, never expecting that this person was so powerful.
"The victor is king, the loser is villain. He was no match for me, so it's only right that I defeated him and sent him packing."
If he fails, I believe someone will knock him off the stage, and he will not complain at all.
Xuan Qing looked at Xiao Feng, who not only refused to admit his mistake but also seemed to be contradicting him, and his face looked extremely frightening.
A murderous intent slowly spread from his body, enveloping everyone in the arena.
The other people on the arena sensed the killing intent, exchanged glances, their faces filled with fear, and none of them were able to take another step forward.
"Looks like they're about to make their move."
Almost all the disciples on the arena began to tremble, having no idea whether they could withstand the pressure.
"I'm going to avenge Rong Tai. You'd better get ready to wash your neck clean."
Seeing that Xuan Qing had found such an excuse, Xiao Feng shook his head with a smile: "Haha, if you want to fight, then fight. Why do you need so many excuses?"
This orthodox sect values having a legitimate reason for its actions; otherwise, it would be accused of bullying the weak, making it seem like it has no face at all.
"call out..."
His body transformed into a black shadow and landed on the arena, a sinister grin on his face.
Judging from his appearance, it's clear that his next move will likely be a killing blow, leaving him little chance of survival.
Xuan Qing saw Xiao Feng fix his gaze on him, with violent spiritual energy flowing through his palms.
Beside him, the referee, seeing that the two had already clashed, secretly transmitted his voice to Xuan Qing: "Kill him, leave the rest to me."
Shooting down two people in succession has already caused them a great deal of trouble.
If we don't find a way to regain some face, it will prevent them from settling down.
Looking at the referee's expression, Xiao Feng knew perfectly well that he was trying to persuade Xuan Qing to kill him, so he also released the spiritual power within his body.
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