The competition continues.
Very soon, Ling Feng had already been on stage for three matches, and the opponents he faced weren’t strong, so he won easily.
The more Zi Zhao Yan watched Ling Feng’s battles, the more she was amazed by Ling Feng’s strength.
Her Xuanxin Purple Eyes couldn’t fully see through Ling Feng’s depth, a feeling exactly like when facing a strong figure like Ye Ting.
However, a prodigy like Ye Ting, soone who appears once in a millennium, could there really be another in the sa era to match him?
"I really want to know just how strong this Ling Feng is."
Curiosity sparkled in Zi Zhao Yan’s eyes, eager to encounter Ling Feng in the next match to test his depth.
Swish!—
At this mont, Zi Zhao Yan’s entire body flashed with green light and she was teleported to the arena.
When she saw her opponent clearly, a peculiar expression briefly flashed in her eyes.
Her opponent was actually Lio Donglin.
"Another from the Five Thunders Sacred Land! Hmph!"
Lio Donglin frowned slightly, never having matched with this woman, unsure of her strength, only knowing she’s stronger than He Lingyun.
Without further ado, Lio Donglin started with a Void-breaking Finger, attacking Zi Zhao Yan!
Whoosh!
The Finger Wind was fierce, with the power to shatter stars, attacking Zi Zhao Yan.
Zi Zhao Yan’s expression remained calm, her purple eyes as still as a Cold Lake, showing no emotion.
"To conserve strength, I must quickly defeat you." Zi Zhao Yan said calmly.
"With just you? Don’t boast!"
Lio Donglin was ashad and angry, how could soone as proud as him tolerate being underestimated?
Zi Zhao Yan’s purple eyes flashed, and the next mont, her delicate hands reached out, like picking a flower with one finger.
Threads of pale purple lightning flashed between Zi Zhao Yan’s fingers, unstable.
Her fingers were like morning butterflies piercing through the mist and lightly landing on flower petals!
Bang!
A loud explosion rang out, also a Finger Strength, but while Lio Donglin’s was fierce and domineering, Zi Zhao Yan’s was gentle like water.
The results of the direct confrontation were shocking.
Zi Zhao Yan remained unmoved, while Lio Donglin stepped back repeatedly, with an expression of disbelief.
Ling Feng secretly admired, "Zi Zhao Yan’s eyes seem naturally able to discern the strength’s intensity, completely seeing through Lio Donglin’s flaws. With the moves completely seen through, Lio Donglin stands no chance against Zi Zhao Yan."
He Lingyun nearby was secretly surprised, not expecting Ling Feng to see through so thoroughly, and couldn’t help but say gravely, "Senior Sister’s pupil skill is called Xuanxin Purple Eyes, a very formidable ability, even Night Chang Ge Senior Brother dares not be careless against her."
"Oh?"
Ling Feng raised his hand to stroke his nose, finding Zi Zhao Yan quite interesting.
Her single strike repelled Lio Donglin, astonishing everyone.
Countless martial artists below cheered and applauded, the move was simply beautiful!
Lio Donglin, frustrated and angry, couldn’t believe another besides Ling Feng could force him back in one move!
And both were erging talents of the younger generation!
"Hmph! With just you aren’t worthy of defeating !"
Lio Donglin gritted his teeth, his ten fingers shining with a strange glow.
"Heavenly Star Shaking!"
Once again, his ace move ca out, more earnest than when fighting He Lingyun, completely unleashing all power within him.
He absolutely couldn’t allow himself to lose to an unknown woman!
Absolutely not!
Unfortunately, he ultimately lost to Zi Zhao Yan.
...
The competition continued thereafter.
Contestants in the ten arena areas competed simultaneously, and a whole day passed.
The pace was slow, but not without benefit, as it gave everyone enough ti to rest and digest insights from watching.
Day and night, the contest wouldn’t stop until a thousand strong were determined.
Three days later, Ling Feng had already achieved nine consecutive wins, without a single loss.
However, in the first round of elimination, there were plenty who achieved ten consecutive wins, provided they didn’t encounter top-level opponents, failure was unlikely.
Of course, this was for strong individuals like Ling Feng and Zi Zhao Yan; competition among ordinary contestants was still fierce.
Swish!
Zi Zhao Yan beside him was suddenly teleported to the arena.
Her opponent, a strong inner sect chief disciple from Yunluo Sacred Land, Wang Qian!
This ti, Zi Zhao Yan’s luck was clearly not good, as Wang Qian’s strength was among the best on the tenth arena.
Zi Zhao Yan smiled wryly, about to secure ten consecutive wins and advance to the second round, only to suddenly face Wang Qian!
Against soone as strong as Wang Qian, defeating him wouldn’t be easy.
However, Ling Feng found this battle quite interesting, as Zi Zhao Yan’s strength, even if not defeating Wang Qian, should be enough to force out most of Wang Qian’s strength.
Against a strong opponent like Wang Qian, Zi Zhao Yan dared not be careless, noticeably more cautious than before, directly employing the Thunder Technique, which Five Thunders Sacred Land specialized in, even summoning a Thunder Armor to shield herself.
Wang Qian stood proudly in place, exuding the deanor of a master, not attacking first, as if waiting for Zi Zhao Yan to make the first move.
"Purple Lightning Frost!"
The next mont, Zi Zhao Yan raised her jade palm and paired her fingers to attack Wang Qian, with purple lightning arcing between them, a gentle touch extending, soft and powerless, like a morning butterfly landing among flowers!
This very move easily countered Lio Donglin’s killing move, using softness to overco hardness, with considerable power.
Wang Qian’s cold eyes like lightning, stood motionless.
Only as Zi Zhao Yan approached his face did he finally make a move!
"Wind Rising from Nine Heavens!"
As Wang Qian shouted, a terrifying Vigorous Wind swept out from him, roaring like a several-ter-wide tornado on the arena.
Fortunately, the golden barriers around the Bronze Arena confined the tornado’s power within, or it might have affected the audience below.
A cold, piercing aura accompanied this tornado, sweeping all around.
Zi Zhao Yan’s beautiful face lost color, realizing the skill of an expert.
Ling Feng shook his head; this match would be tough for Zi Zhao Yan.
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