Demon Dragon Mad God
Chapter 797 - 603_2
CHAPTER 797: CHAPTER 603_2
Mo Cheng felt it was unbelievable. Apart from Senior Brother Xue Zen, even a Martial Emperor wouldn’t possibly see through his weakness!
The entire audience was shocked, the previously overwhelmingly strong Mo Cheng was suddenly at a disadvantage!
The change was too swift!
A number of Star Martial masters cast a quick glance at Lin Feng, their eyes flashing with a trace of astonishment.
Lin Feng’s transmission of Dark Power had escaped the notice of the other talents, but not these Martial Emperors.
Although the crowd was unclear on what Lin Feng said to Jun Wuxi, it was evidently Lin Feng’s words that enabled Jun Wuxi to reverse the situation.
This made quite a few Martial Emperors ponder in amazement, could it be that Lin Feng was giving pointers to Jun Wuxi?
How could that be possible?
The Fourth Layer Earth Martial Master Lin Feng, giving pointers to the Sixth Layer Earth Martial Master Jun Wuxi?
And how could Lin Feng discern Jun Wuxi’s weakness?
Everyone was filled with doubts and uncertainty.
Huangfu Qing slightly turned his head to glance at Lin Feng, a flicker of sharp light passing undetected in his eyes.
Qian Xunyue also cast a look at Lin Feng, contemplation showing in her cold eyes.
Lin Feng, unaware of the great waves his transmission of Dark Power caused in everyone’s hearts, now wore a faint smile on his face.
Because Jun Wuxi was on the brink of victory.
Under Jun Wuxi’s ferocious attacks, Mo Cheng’s rhythm was completely disrupted, and he was thoroughly suppressed.
Sure enough, in less than a moment, Mo Cheng could no longer defend himself, and a spear pierced his thigh, blood gushing wildly.
Ah!
With his thigh pierced, Mo Cheng screamed in pain and retreated explosively.
Boom!
A blast of Fist Light struck his body, sending him flying before he heavily crashed to the ground.
"Mo Cheng, you’ve lost!"
Jun Wuxi gestured a fist and palm salute towards Mo Cheng, who laid on the ground.
"Cough cough...!"
Mo Cheng coughed twice, struggling to rise from the ground, his face extremely unsightly.
He was filled with unwillingness; his strength was superior to Jun Wuxi’s, but he was defeated due to his weakness being exploited.
But regardless of his reluctance, defeat was still defeat, and he couldn’t say anything.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Cheng turned and walked back to the pavilion.
On the plaza, the victorious Jun Wuxi also refrained from challenging others, and likewise returned to the Heavenly Spirit Sect’s pavilion.
Under normal circumstances, after a victory, he would certainly challenge others, but now, he was eager to find out how Lin Feng deduced Mo Cheng’s weakness.
Sitting back in the pavilion, Jun Wuxi immediately looked at Lin Feng and transmitted through Dark Power, "Junior Brother Eleven, how did you know Mo Cheng’s weakness?"
Jun Wuxi did not want others to know that he won against Mo Cheng with Lin Feng’s guidance, so he didn’t ask openly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng smiled and transmitted back, "I’m relatively familiar with this person!"
Lin Feng’s response was rather vague, meaning he had a fair understanding of Mo Cheng, but others would not interpret it that way.
"I see!"
Jun Wuxi nodded, taking it as Lin Feng had previous knowledge of Mo Cheng.
At this time, another contestant took to the arena, from the Nine Heavens Sect.
This person was at the peak of the Seventh Layer as an Earth Martial Master; after entering the stage, he did not call out anyone specifically but asked who was willing to fight.
Soon enough, a talent from the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect took up the challenge, and the two immediately engaged in fierce combat.
Both competitors were evenly matched, and after hundreds of moves, a victor was decided, with the Nine Heavens Sect’s talent barely winning by a trick.
Thereafter, this person continued to fight, battling through three rounds before being defeated by a disciple from the Supreme Palace.
Then, geniuses from various forces took turns entering the ring, and the bouts quickly became a dazzling array of combat, one after another.
Many powerful Absolute Skills were displayed before the audience, and various Stars were strange and wondrous.
In the pavilion, the onlookers discussed animatedly, critiquing each combatant.
Members from the Heavenly Spirit Sect also took their turns, with some victories and some losses among seven or eight participants.
Lin Feng didn’t participate; the Conference of Talents didn’t interest him much, and those who entered were generally ranked towards the lower end of the Thousand Pride List, around the 400th place.
The real experts hadn’t yet fought!
Within the top ten of the Thousand Pride List, aside from the number one Wenren Tiandu and number ten An Nuan who didn’t attend the Conference of Talents, the other eight had all arrived.
Ranked second on the Thousand Pride List, from Blood Luo Hall, Xue Tianqiong!
Third, Star Sword Sect, Jian Chen!
Fourth, Heavenly Spirit Sect, Luo Yan!
Fifth, Azure Dragon Sacred Sect, Long Zhantian!
Sixth, Thunder Mountain, Lei Qingcheng!
Seventh, Supreme Palace, Gong Lin!
Eighth, Blood Luo Hall, Mo Qing!
Ninth, Nine Heavens Sect, Yun Feiyang!
These eight individuals are the key contenders of this grand gathering of the finest warriors; it is certain that the final victory will be decided among them.
Thus, if pitted against any of these eight, Lin Feng might still have some interest; for the others, he could hardly muster any enthusiasm.
However, Lin Feng has no desire to enter the fray, yet some are hell-bent on seeking a beating.
In the arena, following the conclusion of another battle, a handsome young man from the direction of Nine Heavens Sect soared into the center.
This person was none other than Ji Wenya!
Upon entering the ring, Ji Wenya’s gaze locked onto Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, do you dare to fight?" Ji Wenya called out coldly.
Ji Wenya’s cold cry echoed throughout the arena, leaving many in the audience momentarily stupefied.
Some people did not recognize Lin Feng and suddenly realized that this was him!
However, the rumors seemed far-fetched!
The word was that Lin Feng was only at the True Gang Realm Ninth Layer, but now it was clear he had the Cultivation of an Earth Martial Master Fourth Layer!
The crowd did not believe that Lin Feng could have advanced from the True Gang Realm Ninth Layer to Earth Martial Master Fourth Layer in just over two months.
They naturally assumed the rumors were false.
To the crowd’s surprise, it appeared Ji Wenya bore a grudge against Lin Feng?
Lin Feng, looking at Ji Wenya in the center of the ring, was at a loss for words; this guy, with his Earth Martial Master Fifth Layer Cultivation, actually dared to challenge him.
Nonetheless, during their last encounter in the Evil Land, this person was at the Earth Martial Master Fourth Layer, which indicated a recent breakthrough and enhanced confidence.
"Since you’re so eager to be humiliated, I certainly won’t refuse!"
Lin Feng stood up, took one step forward, and his figure landed in the plaza.
"Hmph!"
Ji Wenya snorted coldly, looking straight at Lin Feng, and said, "You talk a big game; I want to see what you’re really made of!"
During their last encounter in the Evil Land, the two had a clash of wills, and although Ji Wenya was defeated, it was merely a confrontation of minds and did not reflect true power.
Now, he wanted to defeat Lin Feng fair and square.
However, Ji Wenya did not underestimate Lin Feng, for he had already suffered a loss previously.
As for Lin Feng’s cultivation level, last time Lin Feng was at Earth Martial Master First Layer, and now he had reached the Fourth Layer. Ji Wenya naturally assumed Lin Feng was concealing his cultivation level the previous time.
Because it would be impossible for one to advance from Earth Martial Master First Layer to Fourth Layer in just a bit over a month.
Lin Feng’s appearance captured the rapt attention of many in the audience.
Hou Jun sat behind everyone in the pavilion of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, as he was there to observe and thus seated at the back.
Seeing Lin Feng enter the ring, a thick murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
"I want to see just how strong you are."
Hou Jun murmured to himself, still puzzled as to why Hua Yuanhan hadn’t killed Lin Feng, refusing to believe that Hua Yuanhan had instead been killed by Lin Feng.
Therefore, this fight would reveal the true capabilities of Lin Feng.
From the direction of Blood Luo Hall, Xue Mo and his father, the Blood Emperor, also watched Lin Feng intently.
Xue Mo harbored a deep hatred for Lin Feng.
The thought of Lin Feng’s impending doom brought him great pleasure,
Today, no matter how powerful Lin Feng is, even if he possesses invincible strength among his peers, he must die.
The Blood Emperor, watching Lin Feng, felt turbulent emotions; the boy was formidable.
Back then, at the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace, Lin Feng was only at True Spirit Realm Seventh Layer. Now, in only a year and a half, he had astonishingly reached the Earth Martial Master Fourth Layer.
Even as a Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse, the Blood Emperor was shaken.
Such cultivation progress, even with their Blood Luo Hall’s Blood Sucking Demon Technique, could not be achieved.
Others were similarly astonished by Lin Feng’s talent, such as Sikong Yan, Zuo Qiuting, and even Qian Xunyue.
Each of them was shocked by Lin Feng’s cultivation level, finding it incredible.
Qian Xunyue’s gaze was gentle as she pondered it over. Recently, Hong Qingxuan’s cultivation progress had astounded her, and now, Lin Feng’s pace matched Hong Qingxuan’s, prompting her to speculate.