After the farce ended, the Eastern Clan was permanently stripped of its qualification to participate in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Tournament by Emperor Xuan Yan. Furthermore, martial artists who had previously fought against the Eastern Clan were allowed to re-participate in the tournament, which was considered to maintain the fairness of the competition.
"Thank you for saving me, young master."
Shangguan Qingning leaned slightly forward, her tone sincere.
"Just doing it as a matter of convenience."
For Lin Feng, Shangguan Qingning provided him with a perfect opportunity to expose Dongfang Changming. If it were anyone else fighting Dongfang Changming, they would not have been able to force him to use the power of the pills, and Lin Feng would not have had the chance to expose him.
Saving Shangguan Qingning was indeed something I did on a whim.
"It was something you did on a whim, but it truly saved my life. I will remember it forever."
Shangguan Qingning said in a low voice, looking somewhat shy.
This is really something new.
Emperor Xuan Yan glanced at her.
Even when facing numerous powerful figures, this girl always maintained a cold and aloof demeanor. When did she ever show such a shy and bashful expression?
The Hundred Sects Martial Arts Tournament proceeded as planned, but due to the Eastern Clan, many palace maids and eunuchs had to recount the victories, which added a lot of workload to them. As a last resort, Mo Yuandao had to send more people, which delayed the event.
In the end, Shen Xiaohong and Lin Feng also stepped onto the stage and defended for more than twenty rounds. It was basically certain that the first place would be decided among them.
Xuan Yanhuang stroked the jade thumb ring, smiled, and nodded.
Perfect timing! These two young masters probably don't care about the benefits he promised, which will save the Xuan Yan Dynasty this expense.
Moreover, both Lin Feng and Shen Xiaohong are representing his Xuan Yan Dynasty in the battle, so no matter who wins, he will save face.
The heads of the families glanced at his beaming face and were furious.
So what if she was lucky enough to get the chance to serve the two young masters? Does she really think she's someone important?
"boom!"
After Shen Xiaohong knocked his opponent off the stage, he looked at Lin Feng with a smile.
"Brother Lin, shouldn't we settle our score now?"
"I haven't had a good enough fight yet, and I've been holding onto that in my mind ever since."
Lin Feng smiled faintly.
"Brother Xiaohong, if you want to fight, I will gladly oblige."
As he spoke, he drew the Primordial Immortal Sword.
Upon seeing this, everyone immediately straightened up, ready to watch what was likely to be the most valuable battle of the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Tournament.
"Young Master Xiao Hong is now at the ninth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm. Lin Feng is no match for him no matter what, right?"
"Not necessarily. He was able to kill Dongfang Changming with a single sword strike just now. It seems that Young Master Lin's true strength is far more than what we perceive it to be."
Mentioning Dongfang Changming, the Dongfang family head's face darkened noticeably.
However, no one paid attention to him at the moment; everyone was discussing who had a better chance of winning this battle.
"Flying Goose!"
With the Flying Goose Blade in hand, Shen Xiaohong acted decisively and without hesitation, slashing down in mid-air towards Lin Feng.
"The Mind-Driven Sword Technique!"
Without any overly flashy displays, Shen Xiaohong brought the power of the sword energy to its fullest extent, with each strike subtly radiating sword intent.
Indeed, Shen Xiaohong has already touched the threshold of sword intent, but he is still some distance away from fully comprehending and mastering it.
The spiritual pressure of a ninth-level Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator spread out, attempting to make Lin Feng appear weaker than him in terms of momentum.
But Lin Feng possesses the Chaos God-Demon Body; how could he be intimidated by the spiritual power of an ordinary martial artist?
He remained expressionless as he unleashed the power of the sword formation!
Primordial Sword Formation!
Unlike the simple sparring session last time, this time, neither of them held back; both went all out!
Emperor Xuan Yan was shaken.
"Although Young Master Lin's cultivation level is weak, his aura is in no way inferior to that of Young Master Shen!"
"Is this the genius of the King Realm?"
On the originally solid arena, crisscrossing sword and saber energies appeared. The interplay of sword and saber light made it impossible for the many powerful figures watching to catch a glimpse of the two!
The speed is terrifying!
"So strong..."
At the location of Tian Shu Gate, Li Jingxiao gripped the armrest of the chair tightly.
He hadn't even seen Shen Xiaohong and Lin Feng on the arena when he was defeated by Lin Feng's maid. It was a very humiliating defeat. He didn't know what kind of magic the woman used to make him stand there dumbfounded, unable to even swing his sword before being knocked off the arena. Even now, thinking about it, he still feels ashamed.
Now, just by looking at Lin Feng and Shen Xiaohong's strength from afar, he could feel an immense, abyss-like pressure.
It's terrifyingly strong.
But Li Jingxiao was confident that if he were given another hundred years... no, even just a few decades, he was confident he could surpass them!
This confidence came from the Holy Communion!
Thinking of this, Li Jingxiao suddenly felt much more at ease.
In the center of the arena, the stalemate suddenly changed.
A sudden burst of powerful spiritual energy erupted!
A sound like an eggshell cracking rang in everyone's ears—a sound that cultivators recognized all too well!
"Young Master Lin has broken through!"
"He broke through two realms in one go! Level 5 of the Divine Tribulation Realm!"
"What?! Only at the fifth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm?!"
"To dare to break through in battle, you are truly skilled and daring!"
Level 5 of the Divine Tribulation Realm?
Li Jingxiao, who had almost calmed himself down, suddenly realized Lin Feng's level of cultivation. He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Tian Yusheng was also shocked, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"What? Only at the fifth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm? How could he...?"
How did he kill Dongfang Changming with a single sword strike?
How did he manage to fight Shen Xiaohong to a standstill?
That's completely illogical!
Tian Yusheng thought to himself, "This Lin Feng is a greater threat than Shen Xiaohong!"
With both shrewdness and natural talent, Lin Feng is an unavoidable obstacle if they intend to use the Eastern Clan to continue their research on the Sacred Body.
Should we wait until they leave before starting the research?
No, that won't work.
Tian Yusheng didn't have that much patience; who knew how long these two would stay in the Xuan Yan Star Realm!
"Demon Soul, what do you think?"
Tian Yusheng asked himself.
"Demon Soul?"
After calling out a few times without getting a response, Tian Yusheng assumed that the guy had gone into hibernation to nurture his soul, so he didn't disturb him any further.
But little did they know, the demonic soul was now fully awake!
He stared dumbfounded in Lin Feng's direction. When he realized that incredibly familiar, intimate, yet oppressive bloodline, he was completely stunned!
Such pure demon bloodline, such a powerful physique!
Who else could it be but their newly appointed Crown Prince of the Northern Divine Region!
"Holy crap..."
The demon soul even felt that Tian Yusheng had cast an illusion on him, causing him to hallucinate.
Only after a careful inspection did he dare to confirm that what was in front of him was not an illusion, but the real, flesh-and-blood Crown Prince!
That clueless idiot! He actually stood against His Highness the Crown Prince!
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