CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 419: THE NINTH PRINCESS’S STRENGTH

Some of the top-ranked geniuses on the Hundred Extremes List were distributed among the five battle platforms.

During this period, Lin Feng searched around and found Duan Jingtian in the central battle platform area.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly, hoping that Duan Jingtian would make it to the top twenty of the central battle platform. Only if the opponent entered the top twenty could he get a chance to fight him on the Hundred Extremes List.

After a moment, Lin Feng’s Hundred Extremes Token vibrated again, and Lin Feng made his second appearance.

This time, Lin Feng’s opponent, though not a genius from the Hundred Extremes List, was a Fourth Layer Earth Martial Master.

The opponent was a tall, square-faced young man with a strong aura.

"Lin Feng, you are one cultivation layer below me, do you think you can beat me?"

The square-faced young man said with a smile.

The square-faced young man was extremely confident in his strength. Although Lin Feng’s sword was fast, there was basically no chance of defeating him!

"Only one cultivation layer!"

Lin Feng chuckled lightly, his figure swift as an arrow, rushing towards the opponent.

"Defeat!"

The square-faced young man shouted loudly, striking with a palm the size of a wall, attacking Lin Feng head-on.

Whoosh!

A dazzling cold light flashed suddenly, the handprint was split in two, and Lin Feng continued to rush towards the square-faced young man, undiminished in speed.

"What? So strong?"

The square-face young man’s expression changed. That palm of his, even a Fifth Layer Peak Earth Martial Artist, would have difficulty blocking head-on, yet Lin Feng broke it with a single sword!

"Heavenly Sea Splitting Wind Palm!"

The square-faced young man roared, his dual palms unleashed continuously, sending endless handprints stirring up boundless gusts.

"Break!"

Lin Feng’s expression was calm as he wielded the Spirit-Slaying Sword, the sword light surged to a hundred meters, and slashed down.

Shi shi shi!

The unparalleled sword light was unstoppable, annihilating everything, tearing through all obstructions.

All handprints shattered, and Lin Feng’s speed did not decrease; in an instant, he was close to the square-faced young man.

"Not good!"

The square-faced young man was shocked and panicked, stepping back explosively; however, the dazzling sword light filled his vision, almost surpassing his reaction speed.

Puchi!

The Protective True Essence shattered, and the square-faced young man was sent flying, crashing down off the battle platform.

"Brother Luo, this Lin Feng’s strength is indeed not weak, he so easily defeated someone a layer higher in cultivation!"

Below the battle platform, a young man spoke to the purple-clad young man beside him.

This purple-clad young man was Luo Ning, ranked forty-first on the Hundred Extremes List.

Hearing this, Luo Ning said: "Barely decent! But still not worth my attention. The ones who pose a threat to me are Shi Zhengyang, Dai Qian and the other four!"

Luo Ning didn’t mention Han Qianze and Duanmu Ying because he knew he couldn’t defeat those two, so, his opponents were the four ranked ahead of him on the Hundred Extremes List.

Lin Feng defeated his opponent and once again absorbed a portion of his opponent’s Dragon Fortune, slightly increasing his own.

The competition continued, progressing round by round.

...

Lin Feng had already fought five battles, achieving five consecutive victories, and his Dragon Fortune had grown to a length of four and a half zhang.

Yu Yuankai, Tang Yingjie, Dai Qian, Shi Zhengyang, Zhu Shaojing, and other strong contenders from the Hundred Extremes List also remained undefeated.

Yet Leng Yunfeng had lost one match. Ranked ninety-first on the Hundred Extremes List, Leng Yunfeng was not weak, but he had faced Tang Yingjie, ranked nineteenth, and had been defeated in two moves.

In the stands, the Second Elder watched the Western Battle Platform, his expression slightly solemn.

"The Western Battle Platform, where Lin Feng is, has many strong contenders. It’s going to be very difficult for him to break into the top twenty," the Second Elder expressed his concern.

Elder Wei also looked quite serious, adding, "Thankfully, Lin Feng has been lucky! So far, he hasn’t faced any masters from the Hundred Extremes List."

"Yes!"

The Second Elder nodded, "I hope his luck continues. Even if he loses one or two matches occasionally, he still has a chance to make it into the top twenty of the Western Battle Platform."

"Ah! It’s Lin Feng’s turn again."

The two paused their discussion, turning their eyes towards the Western Battle Platform, but upon seeing Lin Feng’s next opponent, both their expressions changed simultaneously.

"Oh no! It’s Zhu Shaojing, ranked eighty-sixth on the Hundred Extremes List!"

The Second Elder frowned.

Elder Wei didn’t speak, his face solemn as he watched Lin Feng on the battle platform, hoping that Lin Feng could create a miracle once again.

On the Western Battle Platform, when Lin Feng saw that his opponent was Zhu Shaojing, he immediately smiled.

Opposite him, Zhu Shaojing’s face changed drastically upon seeing that his opponent was Lin Feng.

"Zhu Shaojing, let us battle once more!"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Seeing Lin Feng’s confident demeanor, Zhu Shaojing’s expression darkened and he shouted angrily, "Lin Feng, don’t be too arrogant!"

"Hehe, I will be arrogant. What can you do to me?"

Lin Feng’s face was full of smiles; Zhu Shaojing had lost to him previously and even tried to incite others to attack him at Jia Yuanji’s banquet. Lin Feng didn’t mind teaching him another lesson.

"You...!"

Zhu Shaojing was furious, his face flushed red, but he was helpless. He knew the might of Lin Feng, even Han Yijian, ranked fifty-third on the Hundred Extremes List, was not his match; he stood even less of a chance.

Moreover, that sword from their last encounter still caused him lingering fear!

In his mind, Zhu Shaojing thought of risking it all, facing a defeat openly rather than embarrassingly.