"Yes, Senior Brother Nangong!"
Everyone responded in unison.
"Alright, you all can go back now!"
With that, Nangong Linjue waved his hand.
Turning around, the crowd prepared to leave.
"Senior Brother Nangong, there’s one more thing!"
Suddenly, soone else began to speak, prompting everyone to stop.
He Yangjun erged from the crowd.
"Senior Brother Nangong, I had so conflicts with that Lin Feng so ti ago."
With a sinister expression on his face, He Yangjun said in a serious tone, "This ti at the grand competition, we must not let him off!"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Linjue’s face showed no change as he coldly replied, "Do I need to be asked about such trivial matters? Pass down the order, whoever encounters this person on the arena—kill without rcy!"
"Yes!"
The crowd responded again, and then dispersed.
...
In the room, Lin Feng was sitting cross-legged.
Ti passed, and two days went by in a flash.
This day.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
In the early morning, within the area of Divine Wind Camp, a lodious bell suddenly rang out.
The bell resonated, its sound spreading through the entire Divine Wind Camp.
The Outer Sect grand competition, had officially begun!
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The sound of the bell drifted throughout the Outer Sect.
All the Outer Disciples left their dwellings, converging towards the Outer Sect plaza.
On the mountain paths, groups of young Outer Disciples proceeded together.
Lin Feng left his room.
Many people outside were heading in one direction, calling out to each other.
"Let’s go, to the Outer Sect plaza!"
Lin Feng moved with the crowd towards the location of the grand competition, the drill ground.
"Holy crap, so many people!"
Upon arriving at the drill ground, a Sixth Generation Disciple couldn’t help but exclaim.
Lin Feng also looked on in surprise.
At this mont, the Outer Sect plaza was packed like a sea of people, teeming with thousands.
"So many people? Isn’t there only slightly more than thirty Sixth Generation Disciples, and although there are more from the Fifth Generation, it shouldn’t be this packed? Could it be that the Fourth Generation has returned? If the Fourth Generation is here, then what’s the point of competing? Those people are all in their twenties."
Lin Feng was startled.
He didn’t know how the Divine Wind Camp had accumulated such a large crowd.
Of course, he was unaware that in his previous life, the Divine Wind Camp did not have this many people.
But in this life, because he did many things differently to his previous life,
a butterfly effect was caused. Especially after the great battle so ti ago, while it appeared Lin Feng was cutting down enemies as if mowing grass,
many had actually perished on the battlefield.
The Three Sects and two camps all suffered heavy losses, so the Iron Spear Divine Marquis simply transferred so talents from other camps to fill in the gaps for the Fifth Generation Disciples.
This greatly augnted the strength of the original organizations among the Fifth Generation Disciples, such as Thunder and Dynasty Iron Sword, which experienced explosive growth.
Even so powerful new organizations erged, like the Heavenly Alliance.
In an instant, the entire Divine Wind Camp completely transford into a mix of dragons and snakes.
Even Lin Feng found it sowhat inscrutable.
At this mont, in the center of the plaza, ten mighty battle platforms had been erected.
Each battle platform was over three ters tall and square-shaped, almost a hundred ters in length and width on each side.
The ten battle platforms stood in a row, their aura formidable.
And behind the ten battle platforms, a row of elevated spectator stands was built.
At this mont, the spectator seats were filled with people, including Elders, Stewards, and even many Inner Sect Disciples.
Lin Feng saw that the Iron Spear Divine Marquis also made a rare appearance, sitting in the middle of the spectator area.
Beside the Iron Spear Divine Marquis, there were two other elders.
Lin Feng guessed that those two might be the other two rarely seen managing Elders from the Outer Sect.
Besides that, Lin Feng also noticed that Hulan Bo and other instructors were present.
Just then, suddenly, a series of exclamations erupted from the crowd around.
"Look, Brother Lu Shaoyun and Sister i Ling are here!"
"And Brother Fei Kuang!"
"Brother Ling Muchen and Brother Gu Zhan are here too!"
"So powerful!"
The surrounding noise was bustling as everyone turned their heads to look at the mountain path outside the plaza.
Lin Feng also followed everyone’s gaze and looked over.
On the mountain path, there were five young n and won coming together arm in arm.
Among these five people, so were handso and casual as light clouds, so were tall and mighty with boundless dominance, and so were as beautiful as flowers, bright and captivating.
The five individuals had different deanors, but one thing was completely the sa.
Their aura was incredibly strong and solid, far from comparable to other Martial Artists of the sa rank.
"Interesting! These five people never appeared in my past life, it seems a lot has changed in this life!!"
Lin Feng watched the five people from a distance, his eyebrows arching up.
The strength of these five aroused a hint of combat intent in his heart.
The five Outer Disciples in the top ten soon arrived at the plaza.
"There don’t seem to be any strong competitors among the Outer Disciples this year, right?"
At two ters tall, resembling a giant beast, Fei Kuang glanced around the entire plaza and said to the other four.
"It’s true there aren’t any strong competitors, but we can’t be careless, especially against those guys from the Dynasty!"
The speaker was a young man with a pale face.
This person was nad Lu Shaoyun, ranked sixth among the top ten Disciples.
The five casually chatted as they waited for the start of the competition.
Around them, many Disciples looking at the five had a hint of combat intent rising in their eyes.
As long as they could defeat any one of the five, they could possibly enter the top ten and bask in glory.
At this mont, the crowd suddenly fell silent.
Then, it exploded.
"The people from the Dynasty are here!"
"That’s the number one, Brother Nangong Linjue!"
"And Sister Duan Bingye, Brother Yi Xiaoguang, Brother He Yangjun!"
"So many strong competitors! The Dynasty is really too powerful! If Yu Wen Tuo were still here, he’d probably be thriving!"
"Brother Nangong, I love you!"
The crowd boiled over, many infatuated young girls even flushed with excitent, shouting their love.
Nangong Linjue was extrely low-key, and normally hard to catch a glimpse of.
On the distant mountain path, a large group of people from the Dynasty marched towards the Outer Sect plaza.
The group was not small, consisting of thirty to forty individuals, an impressive sight.
Each of these people had a proud look on their face, their aura forming a continuous wave, giving off a montum that seed to sweep away everything and dominated the world.
The one walking at the very front, with a stern face and a countenance sharp as if carved by an axe, was the number one, Nangong Linjue.
Far away, Lin Feng’s gaze also landed on Nangong Linjue.
The impression this person gave him could only be described with four words: unfathomably deep!
This guy had also appeared in his past life.
He later followed Yu Wen Tuo. Considered a little brother of Yu Wen Tuo.
Lin Feng had never paid any attention to him.
This guy was simply a bystander.
Unexpectedly in this life, after he killed Yu Wen Tuo, this Nangong Linjue actually took the position directly! And was thriving too!
After that, Lin Feng did not look at the others anymore and withdrew his gaze.
The several dozen people from the Dynasty arrived at the training field, and many people made way for them, yielding a large area.
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