In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the preliminary round.
"Do you have faith?"
Wu Hao came to Wu Yifan and others and gave them a preliminary encouragement as usual.
Wu Yifan patted his chest and said confidently.
"Don't worry, great-grandfather, I have absolute confidence!"
Wu Qiankun and others also nodded in agreement.
Upon hearing this, Wu Hao let them set off. When they arrived at the site of the Four Saints Competition, many people had already started the competition. After all, the competition was arranged to be completed on the same day and there was no time limit.
Wu Yifan and Lin Zixin have very few opponents. After all, in the Xuantian Realm, there are very few geniuses who can break through to the Supreme level before the age of one thousand, let alone the Quasi-Emperor.
So at the beginning, Lin Zixin had no opponent and could only be ranked with the supreme genius. The supreme genius originally thought that he would definitely be in the top ten in this Four Saints Competition.
But when he found out that his opponent was Lin Zixin, who was in the early stage of Quasi-Emperor, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
However, he did not give up, and was killed instantly by Lin Zixin in one move.
Wu Yifan's opponent is also a supreme player, a genius named Feng Tatian. When he saw Wu Yifan coming in, he looked at Wu Yifan with a look of scrutiny, but soon said with disdain.
"You are no match for me. Do you want to go down by yourself or should I take you down?"
"Oh, interesting. This is the first time I've seen someone so arrogant."
Wu Yifan couldn't help but be shocked by Feng Tatian's words. After all, no one had ever said such words to him since his debut.
"Hey, you saw it today!"
Feng Tatian slowly stood up. He could also see that Wu Yifan had no intention of going down. It seemed that he would not give up until he reached the Yellow River.
If that’s the case, then let him see who the real genius is.
Thinking of this, Feng Tatian walked towards Wu Yifan step by step, speaking as he walked.
"I, Feng Tatian, could speak when I was born, walk after a week, and run after a month."
"I started practicing at the age of eight and reached the peak of Qi Refining in just one week."
"At ten, we establish our foundation; at fifteen, we reach the Spiritual Sea; at twenty-five, we reach the Golden Core; at forty, we reach the Nascent Soul; at sixty, we reach the Spiritual Transformation; at seventy, we reach the Void Refining; at ninety, we reach the Tribulation Transformation; at one hundred and ten, we reach the Sage; at one hundred and fifty, we reach the Great Sage; at two hundred, we reach the Saint King."
"Until now, at the peak of the Supreme Realm at the age of 930, with such talent, tell me how you can be my opponent, how!"
Before Feng Tatian could finish his last sentence, he was startled by Wu Yifan who suddenly appeared in front of him.
But before he could react, Wu Yifan's fist appeared before his eyes, which was getting bigger and bigger, and then the world went dark.
"So much nonsense! If you want to fight, just fight. Why waste your time talking?"
"The winner is Wu Yifan!"
The referee in charge of the fight between the two was an elder in the middle stage of Quasi-Emperor. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help but gasp.
With his strength, he couldn't even tell how Wu Yifan made his move. Wu Yifan was so terrifying.
Just after Wu Yifan left, Feng Taxian slowly woke up from his coma and fell on the cold ground. Feng Taxian looked up at the sky with lifeless eyes, and after a long time, he forced a bitter smile.
"It seems that I lost. I remember running under the sunset that day. That was my lost youth."
"Wu Yifan, right? I'll remember you. After I break through to the Quasi-Emperor level, I'll definitely challenge you for another duel."
It’s a pity that Feng Tatian’s words didn’t reach Wu Yifan’s ears at all. Even if he knew, Wu Yifan wouldn’t do anything.
In front of him, Feng Tatian's achievements were nothing. By the time Feng Tatian broke through to the Quasi-Emperor level, he might have already broken through to the Emperor level.
The same was true for Cai Tiankun on the other side. He fell to the ground with his eyes blank. He didn't know why a middle-stage Great Sage could take out the imperial weapon and break his proud swordsmanship with just one sword.
"It seems that I still need to become stronger, Wu Rulong, right? When I become stronger, I will definitely seek revenge on you."
Wu Li watched the miserable state of his senior brother and could not help but mourn for him for a few seconds.
As for Su Qiaoran and others on the other side, they did not encounter any problems. After all, they had extraordinary talents, and with Wu Hao's guidance, winning a game was not a problem.
"Husband, I won!"
After defeating her opponent, Su Qiaoran trotted over to Wu Hao and asked for credit with a smile, like a child who got full marks on the test and wanted candy as a reward.
Wu Hao also smiled and touched Su Qiaoran's head and said.
"Yes, my wife is really the best."
Su Qiaoran was very pleased to hear Wu Hao's words, but her face was blushing.
"Hey, what are you doing? There are so many people watching here, aren't you ashamed?"
"Why are you shy? You are my wife."
Wu Hao said this with confidence, which made Su Qiaoran feel very happy.
Fortunately, Wu Rulong spoke at this time.
"Mom and Dad, let's go back first. After all, it won't have a good impact in broad daylight."
Wu Hao frowned slightly and was about to say something when he looked outside the Four Saints Competition venue.
The next second, several beams of light rose from the ground around the venue of the Four Saints Competition, forming scarlet barriers that surrounded the geniuses participating in the Four Saints Competition.
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but change their expressions, because they all felt the power of this formation.
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