Two lines of clear tears fell from Xi’er’s eyes, vacantly gazing at Lin Feng, the four eyes eting, as if both could see the deep emotion in each other’s eyes.
Even separated by five years, it hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
"Brother Lin Feng, you haven’t changed." Xi’er said softly.
"I won’t change now, nor will I in the future!" Lin Feng laughed.
"Your hair?" Xi’er looked at Lin Feng’s full head of white, asking with a slightly surprised expression.
"It’s nothing!" Lin Feng shook his head.
Shangguan Hao squinted slightly, assessed Lin Feng briefly, and a trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Your native talent is indeed impressive, advancing your cultivation from the Qi Refining Realm to the Third Layer of the Martial King Realm in five years!" Shangguan Hao said with a faint smile. Although he was praising, his words carried an indifferent tone.
Though Lin Feng’s talent surprised him greatly, he didn’t take it to heart.
"Five years?"
The crowd heard Shangguan Hao’s words and couldn’t help but feel slightly shocked, the talent to elevate cultivation from the Qi Refining Realm to the Third Layer of the Martial King Realm in five years couldn’t be described with rely ’impressive’; such talent could be called extraordinary genius across the entire universe.
Many were not familiar with Lin Feng, and only now realized that Lin Feng turned out to be such a talented figure.
However, in the eyes of the crowd, regardless of how talented Lin Feng was, the gap with Shangguan Hao was as vast as heaven and earth, simply imasurable.
This challenge is just a joke.
Huangfu Qing squinted slightly, understanding Lin Feng’s cultivation progress all too well.
In such a short ti, Lin Feng’s cultivation unexpectedly reached the Third Layer of the Martial King Realm, such cultivation speed seed terrifying even to him.
Because Lin Feng was completely self-cultivating, unlike a genius like Shangguan Hao with the backing of a supre force providing dedicated training.
Subsequently, Huangfu Qing leaned in close to Wu Shan and began whispering quietly.
Lin Feng turned his eyes, looking at Shangguan Hao, coldly saying: "I have not forgotten our agreent from five years ago. Now I am here for the appointnt. Do you dare to battle?"
Upon finishing the words, Lin Feng’s voice suddenly surged, his loud voice trembling across the four directions.
Everyone was stunned, this Lin Feng actually dared to challenge Shangguan Hao!
Does he not value his life?
The gap between Third Layer Martial King Realm and First Layer Martial Emperor Realm is like that of an ant and elephant, not to be compared in the sa sentence.
Even if Lin Feng were a heaven-defying prodigy, able to transcend several cultivation layers in battle, he still wouldn’t be capable of opposing even one move from Shangguan Hao!
Xi’er bit her lip tightly, also unable to see any chance of Lin Feng winning, given the vast disparity in cultivation!
But, she could not turn Lin Feng back, knowing his character, that since he ca he would never turn back.
Emperor Shih sat on the golden seat of the ceremonial platform, his face calm and unperturbed.
Lin Feng coming to disrupt the wedding, he didn’t utter a word; such trivial matters, he believed his disciple could resolve on his own.
Alas!
Not far beside Emperor Shih, the Thirteenth Elder looked at Lin Feng with a sigh.
The Thirteenth Elder felt nurous emotions, never imagining that a young boy from the barren land of the East Continent, for the sake of an impossible promise, could co this far.
The Thirteenth Elder was truly moved by Lin Feng’s talent, his stubbornness, his perseverance, his fidelity to honour, his talent, all of which pleased him greatly.
Moreover, he and Lin Feng were nominally master and disciple.
Yet, fate’s trickery ant they were destined never to beco true master and disciple.
This made the Thirteenth Elder feel greatly regretful; a promising seed was truly wasted.
"Hahaha!!!"
Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, Shangguan Hao burst into laughter, full of ridicule.
After a short while, Shangguan Hao ceased laughing, looking down on Lin Feng, he said gravely: "Five years ago, you were an ant before , even now, you remain an ant before !"
"Whether or not an ant, a battle will reveal!" Lin Feng’s eyes grew increasingly sharp, a powerful fighting spirit gradually rising.
He didn’t want to waste words with the opponent; verbal sparring was of no use at all.
Shangguan Hao opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly, Yellow Springs Demon Sect’s Great Elder Yan Tai stood up.
"Emperor Palace Master, young friend Shangguan, Lin Feng is a traitor to our Netherworld Saint Sect, with an irreconcilable hatred. Could he be handed over to this old man to handle?" Yan Tai made a respectful gesture towards Emperor Shih and Shangguan Hao, speaking solemnly.
Upon hearing, Emperor Shih did not consider for long and waved his hand: "I will not interfere, let my disciple decide!"
Yan Tai heard and looked towards Shangguan Hao, asking: "Young friend Shangguan, what do you think?"
Seeing this, Lin Feng’s face darkened; if the Yellow Springs Demon Sect people made a move on him, it would be disastrous.
He would not only be unable to take Xi’er from the Emperor Xuan Palace, unable to defeat Shangguan Hao, but might also lose his life in vain.
Lin Feng’s mind raced, quietly thinking of a plan.
Xi’er too changed her expression, knowing that if Lin Feng fell into the Yellow Springs Demon Sect’s hands, it would be over.
However, at this mont, Shangguan Hao spoke up, he looked towards Yan Tai and smiled: "Senior, this native challenged , how could I not accept? Rest assured, I will not kill him but will later hand him to you."
Shangguan Hao’s aning was that after defeating Lin Feng, he would hand him over to Yan Tai.
Yan Tai nodded upon hearing this; in that case, it made no difference.
After all, with Shangguan Hao’s strength, defeating Lin Feng would take rely a wave of the hand.
Afterwards, Yan Tai sat back down.
Shangguan Hao chuckled lightly, his sharp gaze fixed on Lin Feng, saying: "Native, I accept your challenge!"
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