"Hehe, that's better."
Luo Jiang nodded with a smile.
"Although this scoundrel has a bad character, his cultivation is quite good, which is a good start for the celebration."
"A celebration should be lively and festive, otherwise what's the point of calling it a celebration? Brother Fan, don't you agree?"
Fan Xing smiled faintly.
"President Luo is right."
He gestured to the elder referee, who then, as if he had just noticed, raised his hand and calmly announced Yuan Zhuang's victory.
The first round of competition filtered out some useless people. Some were lucky enough to escape and made a bold statement that they would fight again at the next celebration. Others, like Chen Quan, were killed on the spot by the martial artists, leaving not even a complete corpse.
Amidst great anticipation, the competition entered its second round.
Lin Feng glanced at the slip of paper in his hand.
"Oh, interesting."
A line extends from the top of the wooden stick, and following that line, one's gaze meets that of Yuan Zhuang's narrowed eyes.
Yuan Zhuang grinned, revealing a cruel smile.
In his entire life, what he despised most was this kind of pretty boy who only had a good-looking face.
Once we're in the ring, we'll definitely teach this guy a lesson!
Yuan Zhuang raised his thick fingers and made a throat-slitting gesture.
"court death."
A hint of killing intent flashed in Mo Ye's eyes.
"Don't do it. If we kill that man now, wouldn't that break the rules? Let's follow the proper procedures."
With a single, nonchalant sentence, Lin Feng sentenced Yuan Zhuang to death.
"Yes." Mo Ye sneered, "I'll do whatever the young master says."
Luo Jiang and Fan Xing watched the situation unfold and smiled.
Yuan Zhuang and Lin Feng were both considered threats, so they decided to use their strength to eliminate one of them first.
"What bad luck!"
Ye Lingya cursed angrily.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Xiaohong curiously peeked over.
"Sigh... My opponent is Zeng Yuqing. I've heard she's a genius, but I don't know how far her cultivation has gone. These sects always hide their information very well; I can't find out anything at all!"
Ye Lingya's tone was not without complaint.
"Just do your best."
Shen Xiaohong, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed.
Lin Feng and Yuan Zhuang's numbers were quite early, so they met on the ring very quickly.
The spot where Lin Feng was standing was exactly where Chen Quan had died, and there was still some dried, dark brown blood left at his feet.
"Kid, you've got guts."
Yuan Zhuang's small eyes swept over him, and he said with a smile, "You've run into me, and you still won't admit defeat."
"Indeed, I admire you very much, Brother Yuan."
Lin Feng said sincerely.
"Oh? Tell me, what do you admire about me?"
Yuan Zhuang loved being praised more than anything else in his life, but unfortunately, he wasn't very bright and would sometimes mistake sarcastic remarks for compliments. Now, after hearing Lin Feng's words, he not only failed to realize his mistake but even felt quite proud. After all, this was his opponent, and even his opponent was praising him, which was enough to prove his ability!
Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
“Brother Yuan didn’t run away when he saw me, and I admire him very much.”
The surrounding noise of discussion suddenly stopped.
This was followed by an even more heated discussion.
"Holy crap, who is this kid? Where did he come from? He's got some nerve!"
"She's a newcomer; I've never seen her before!"
"Interesting. I wonder what he's made of himself to dare talk to Yuan Zhuang like that!"
"This man is called Lin Feng. I vaguely remember him. He defeated his opponent in one move just now. He is quite strong."
"Yes, I saw that battle too. This person is clearly a swordsman, but he didn't even use his sword to defeat that martial artist in one move. He must have some skill. I think it's still too early to tell who is stronger!"
Yuan Zhuang's face was terribly gloomy.
"Kid, you've got some nerve. To show my respect, I'll give you a quick death later!"
"Come on! Draw your sword!"
Lin Feng shook his head.
"I don't even need to draw my sword to deal with a pretty face like you."
"furious!"
Yuan Zhuang clenched his fist, the giant hammer in his hand, and slammed it down at Lin Feng at a speed that was too fast to see!
Lin Feng remained indifferent, neither flinching nor avoiding the gazes of countless eyes. He simply raised his hand and flicked his finger.
Bang!
Without any fancy moves, just a simple beam of spiritual energy, it sent the aggressive Yuan Zhuang back several steps, almost knocking him out of the arena.
"What happened?"
Yuan Zhuang was startled and quickly glanced at the tiger's mouth. A streak of bright red blood flowed down the tiger's mouth, making it look somewhat ferocious.
"You dare hurt me!"
He was furious.
"Giant Wind Hammer!"
Thump!
Yuan Zhuang swung his hammer with great force, creating a gust of spiritual energy that even affected the martial artists outside the arena.
Lin Feng lightly leaped onto the giant wind hammer, then raised his palm, and golden light suddenly burst forth.
Nine Heavens Divine Evolution Hand!
Rumble!
A gigantic hand covered the sky and the sun, and golden light instantly illuminated the entire celebration venue.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
But before the giant hand could land, dark clouds once again invaded the sky, and lightning rolled in the clouds, suddenly striking down to the astonishment of the crowd!
boom--!
Lightning struck Yuan Zhuang's obese body. His eyes widened, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He rolled on the ground several times before finally managing to regain his balance.
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