"Make your move!"
Xu Qing stepped onto the platform, not attacking rashly like Wu Jian, but slightly crouching, adopting a defensive stance.
Ling Feng exudes brute force to the extre, so reacting later and using defense as an offense is the best strategy.
On the high platform, Donghuang Xuanyi nodded slightly, acknowledging Xu Qing’s veteran experience. During the previous fight between Ling Feng and Wu Jian, he found a flaw in Ling Feng’s technique, even if it was barely a flaw.
In combat, there are often defensive gaps exposed during an attack. If an opponent, especially one with Ling Feng’s overwhelming force, discovers this gap, a single punch could lead to a crushing defeat.
Previously, Wu Jian experienced just that kind of lesson from Ling Feng.
Absorbing Wu Jian’s lesson, Xu Qing chose not to attack but instead unleashed a defense-oriented Divine Skill, standing firm like a great bell on the stage.
"Eight Gates Rejuvenation Lock!"
Xu Qing shouted softly, and in an instant, waves of Spiritual Energy flowed around him, forming a faint glow around his body as a Protective Spirit Shield.
Then, Xu Qing slightly spread his hands, illustrating his readiness for any attack.
This was a Defensive Secret Technique reputed to be without blind spots. No matter how cunningly an opponent attacked, he could rely on the Spirit Shield around him, combined with swift counterattacks, to rebuff and counterstrike, sending the opponent flying.
Ling Feng smirked and leisurely said, "Are you ready?"
Xu Qing snorted coldly, "Hmph, make your move!"
Ling Feng’s advantage lay in his formidable Body Refinent and terrifying brute force, but his weakness was also clear.
His cultivation realm was too low. To maintain such powerful attacks was a significant burden, and as his Elental Power depleted, his speed naturally would drop. At that point, unable to match the Emperor Level’s pace, he would be nothing more than a powerful but slow ox.
Xu Qing’s strategy was attrition!
Confident in his Eight Gates Rejuvenation Lock, he aid to drain Ling Feng’s Elental Power to secure his victory.
"Alright! Here I co!"
Ling Feng smiled mischievously and charged forward like a Thunderbolt.
This Xu Qing put so thought into it, but his intelligence work was obviously lacking.
His Dragon Elephant Divine Power was indeed impressive, but his Soul Dao attacks were even more formidable!
Xu Qing’s heart tightened slightly. Although confident in repelling Ling Feng’s attacks, the smile on Ling Feng’s face gave him an uneasy feeling.
Seeing Ling Feng’s fist approaching, Xu Qing dared not blink, intensely watching Ling Feng!
Unexpectedly, while running, Ling Feng suddenly grinned, "Brother, staring into my eyes cos with a price, you know?"
Xu Qing paused, sensing sothing was wrong, but unsure what.
"Shocking Eye Tribulation!"
By the ti he realized sothing was off, it was too late. In an instant, Xu Qing felt as if two steel needles pierced his mind, spreading into countless tiny needles, relentlessly piercing his Sea of Consciousness.
"Ah!"
Xu Qing clutched his eyes, trembling uncontrollably. No one knew what kind of ntal tornt he endured, but compared to Wu Jian’s earlier slap, this was undoubtedly a hundred tis more excruciating.
While Xu Qing focused on defending against Ling Feng’s Dragon Elephant Divine Power, he neglected to guard against Ling Feng’s spiritual attack, even trying to track his attack path through his eyes, leading to his downfall.
In such an intense state, taking a hit from Ling Feng’s Shocking Eye Tribulation likely damaged his Divine Soul Origin. Without nurturing it with above Ninth-level Elixirs or top-grade Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, he might never advance, forever remaining at the Initial Stage Emperor.
"Hah!"
Ling Feng wouldn’t stop there. As Xu Qing’s defensive stance broke, Ling Feng threw a fierce punch.
Bam!
A loud boom echoed, Xu Qing’s head slamd into the ground, creating a fist-sized hole, beautiful cracks spreading in all directions.
In an instant, Xu Qing was left bleeding profusely from the head.
"Ah! What... what kind of attack was that! My Sea of Consciousness! My Divine Soul Origin! Ah!"
Panic spread within Xu Qing. Compared to physical pain, the state of his almost-collapsing Sea of Consciousness was the real severe trauma.
"I warned you, looking into my eyes cos with consequences."
A vicious gleam flickered in Ling Feng’s eyes. Anyone daring to harm those around him had to be prepared for the repercussions!
Xu Qing shivered all over and instinctively rolled away, trying to escape from the arena.
But would Ling Feng let him have his way?
Bang!
Ling Feng’s figure flashed like lightning, descending a kick from above, stamping Xu Qing deeply into the ground.
"Ugh!"
Blood mixed with stomach acid spewed forth, and Xu Qing’s vision blurred. Before he could react, two giant pincers grabbed his ankles, swinging him into the air.
"No!"
Xu Qing’s face turned pale with fright, the rushing wind beside his ears indicating being swung like a hamr and slamd onto the ground.
Smash!
The already cracked arena shattered into pieces, debris flying everywhere, kicking up a storm of dust.
On the ground, a bloodied Xu Qing spat blood loudly with a "wah."
Blood trickled down, teeth potentially broken, his appearance as tragic as being pulled from a pile of corpses.
The veteran elite disciples looked on with faces ashen.
Even Xu Qing failed!
But this was just the beginning.
Next, Ling Feng rhythmically swung his arm, holding Xu Qing’s ankle, repeatedly slamming him onto the ground.
Each slam made veteran elite disciples’ hearts skip a beat, forced to watch as Xu Qing was rcilessly bashed, bleeding continuously.
Brutal! Truly brutal to the extre!
Ling Feng finally released Xu Qing’s ankle after what seed like half a cup of tea’s ti, tossing him aside and shrugging casually, "Such a pushover, next!"
In the preparation area, most Emperor strong felt their scalps tingle at Ling Feng’s cruelty!
Ling Feng, clad in white, stood quietly in a pool of blood, his face adorned with a slight smile, serenely saying, "Brother Yuwen, I’d also like to request guidance from you. Would you oblige?"
Ling Feng’s gaze coldly locked onto Yuwen Liang on the high platform. This individual was the instigator.
The selection battle was a best of five, and Ling Feng had already won two consecutive matches. In this third one, how could he overlook soone like Yuwen Liang!
"You!"
Yuwen Liang swallowed hard, his feet as if filled with lead, unable to take a single step forward.
In so sense, his cultivation might be only at the Extre Third Stage Emperor, similar to Feng Shao’an, but he also possessed the strength to reverse kill Early Stage Emperor level opponents, otherwise Donghuang Xuanyi wouldn’t have valued him as his right-hand man.
However, his strength was at most comparable to soone like Xu Qing, without advancing to the Emperor level, far from being comparable to the likes of Donghuang Xuanyi.
With Wu Jian and Xu Qing successively defeated, how could Yuwen Liang dare step up to get beaten?
(PS: It was ntioned earlier that Top Ten Young Emperors’ strength was already capable of reverse killing ordinary Initial Stage Emperors, and Ling Feng’s current true strength is probably among the upper-middle tier of the Top Ten Young Emperors.)
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