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"The battle for the top three ranks of Pilgrimage Feast has officially begun!"

The duck-voiced eunuch stretched his neck and shouted hysterically. His voice resounded throughout the entire arena.

A hundred thousand citizens cheered and cheered in unison, their cheers deafening.

Ning Wufeng, Zhao Wuji and Qin Xinghui stood together on the stage.

"Hmph, reckless." Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, sweeping a disdainful glance over Ning Wufeng.

The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth twitched, his eyelids drooping as though he was deaf.

"Third Prince."

"Third Prince."

Everyone below the stage were cheering as if they were all Zhao Wuji's admirers, and the cheers were as loud as the waves.

"Young Master Qin."

"Young Master Qin."

There were also many people who were shouting out loudly for Qin Xinghui. After all, the reputation of the number one person in the Dao Seeking Palace was still extremely high.

On the other hand, there were very few people who shouted for Ning Wufeng.

In the eyes of the crowd, the third place amongst the top three was destined to be Ning Wufeng's. He was just a new disciple of the Imperial Dao Academy, and without the previous two, how could he compare to them?

Other than a few people, even the people from the Sky Alliance felt that Ning Wufeng had reached the end of the Pilgrimage Feast, so being in the top three was enough.

Third place was also extremely rare.

"Did you hear that? This is the difference in power. " The corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth rose slightly. Only then did it discover its dignity and rights as a prince.

With a wave of his hand, he strode to the front of the stage and said loudly: "Pilgrimage Feast is a thousand years old tradition of my Zhao Kingdom. This prince is especially happy that countless of outstanding people have appeared in Pilgrimage Feast this year. "

Following that, he gave the Pilgrimage Feast comments and pointers in a superior manner, and even inadvertently praised Ning Wufeng a few times. However, they all spoke in a high and mighty tone.

"My Junior Brother Ning from Imperial Dao Academy is indeed not bad. Being able to reach third place at such a young age is truly a blessing from Imperial Dao Academy." Zhao Wuji laughed and said, a cold light inadvertently appeared in his eyes.

Ning Wufeng frowned slightly, and said faintly from behind him: "It might not be too early for Your Highness to say such words so early."

"Hmph, with just you alone, you still want to turn me upside down!" Zhao Wuji sneered, turning his hand into a fist, as though he was holding Ning Wufeng in his palm.

"Then let's just wait and see."

Qin Xinghui lowered his gaze, glanced at Ning Wufeng, and suddenly, an imposing aura that had been suppressed for a long time rushed towards Ning Wufeng. He spoke word by word, "I advise you not to challenge this young master's limit, otherwise, this young master will kill you on the spot!"

His eyes were brimming with rage.

Ning Wufeng felt the surging spirit force in Qin Xinghui's body, and his body sank slightly, his gaze looking straight at Qin Xinghui, and said: "I'm afraid you don't have that kind of strength!"

He clenched his fists.

Qin Xinghui did indeed have the qualifications to be arrogant in front of the heroes of Zhao Kingdom. But to Ning Wufeng, this capital was only temporary, not a life!

However, he also clearly felt the difference in strength between him and Qin Xinghui.

Ten Spirits Aperture, Qin Xinghui was definitely a Ten Spirits Aperture.

Furthermore, it should be the Ten Spirits Aperture made from a fierce beast mentioned by Master You Quan. Being targeted by Qin Xinghui was like being eyed by a fierce beast.

Ning Wufeng's heart was filled with an extremely oppressive aura. He wanted to explode, wanted to break through. As long as he breathed out this oppressive aura, he would be able to step into the Ten Spirits Aperture.

Therefore, when facing Zhao Wuji, he had to use all means at his disposal, using Zhao Wuji as the trial stone to stimulate his greatest potential!

To this day, the head of the rankings was already in sight, and the Sky Alliance's hopes were in sight.

No matter what, he should fight it out!

The cheering from the audience subsided for a moment, and the old eunuch with the duck voice walked out, shouting loudly, "The battle between the Pilgrimage Feast's top three has officially begun!"

The war drums sounded and the horn sounded, sweeping away the clouds. A hundred thousand citizens looked on.

First round, Ning Wufeng against Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji slowly walked to the center of the stage and said with a sinister look in his eyes, "This prince advises you to surrender early, otherwise you won't even have the chance to do so."

The underlying meaning was that he was extremely dissatisfied with Ning Wufeng killing Situ Buqun. If he were to make a move, he would definitely kill Ning Wufeng!

How could Ning Wufeng be a coward? His sword-like eyebrows twitched, and he said softly: "I'm afraid I don't need this kind of opportunity. I'm just afraid that when the time comes, someone will be slapped in the face by my words. "

He replied Zhao Wuji indifferently.

"You …" Zhao Wuji's face darkened, and shouted angrily: "Arrogant!"

"This prince will teach you how to conduct yourself today, what is reverence!"

Zhao Wuji's body moved, the spirit energy around him surged, forcefully lifting him up into the air. The audience immediately burst into an uproar.

Only the cultivators of the Spirit Soul Stage could fly, while Zhao Wuji could actually fly. From this, it could be seen just how dense and powerful his spirit energy was.

Zhao Jun's pupils slightly shrank. He had endured for so many years not being able to break through the Purple Lake Stage, and his accumulation of spirit energy was already not weaker than a Purple Lake Stage practitioner.

He took a deep breath. Ever since he was young, this half-brother of his was willing to do anything to achieve his goal!

He only hoped that Ning Wufeng would remember his words and not force herself.

In the air, Zhao Wuji's robes fluttered with noise, his eyebrows were sharp like swords, and his eyes flashed with a dazzling light, causing the people below the stage to cheer.

"Third Prince is so handsome."

"I like him so much."

The group of girls looked at Zhao Wuji with infatuation. But Ning Wufeng was ignored by everyone, as though his brilliant performance in front of Zhao Wuji had completely lost its luster.

He raised his head to look at Zhao Wuji, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, "Back then, I received three of your strikes in front of the Imperial Dao Academy. Today I'm going to replace them one by one. "

Ten months ago, Zhao Wuji used his seniority to humiliate Ning Wufeng as a new student. Ning Wufeng was able to execute all of his techniques within three moves, and was not able to retaliate at all.

Ten months later, Ning Wufeng was once again facing Zhao Wuji. His pupils slightly shrank as he coldly said: "I will settle the grudge from ten months ago."

"Three moves?" Zhao Wuji scoffed, and said with a sneer: "I never thought you would still remember that matter. I'm not afraid to tell you, but this prince's strength is already stronger than it is today. I'm afraid you will never have another chance to take revenge. "

"Just watch carefully how this prince will crush you inch by inch today. This prince doesn't even have the chance to admit defeat!" His eyes glittered ominously.

As he said that, Zhao Wuji's nine spirit channels surged, the dense spirit force whizzed out, a milky-white light appeared in his hands, forming the shape of a ruler!

"Razor Ruler!" Zhao Jun's pupils shrank as he muttered.

There were obviously other people below the stage that recognized the spirit ruler in Zhao Wuji's hand, they all took in a breath of cold air.

It was one of the weapons used by the emperor of the Zhao Kingdom in the past, and although dozens of Spirit Soldier s had been cut off by the ruler, the ruler did not break through at all. It was one of the extremely rare divine weapons used in Acupoint Opening Stage.

"Razor Ruler!"

The audience suddenly erupted in another wave of noise, everyone stared wide-eyed at this legendary Zhao Kingdom's treasure.

On the stage, Zhao Wuji's clothes fluttered as the light around him surged.

The Divine Weapon was matched with Third Prince. His identity was illustrious and his strength was strong. Zhao Wuji suddenly became the focus of the entire arena, as if all of his existence was his supporting role.

"Looks like Ning Wufeng is going to lose." Someone in the audience whispered.

"With the Lucky Ruler equipped with the Nine Spirit Apertures, even the legendary Ten Spirits Aperture is only mediocre." someone exclaimed.

At this time, almost all the people below the stage fell towards Ning Wufeng.

Regret and sympathy.

There were even people who said that if Ning Wufeng was born two years earlier, he would still have the strength to compete with Zhao Wuji. But today, it could only be Zhao Wuji's example.

"Look, are you even worthy to be compared with this prince?" Zhao Wuji laughed coldly, and the words coming from below the stage landed in his ears.

"We'll only know if we can compete or not after we win." The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth raised slightly as he lightly said. Along the way, he no longer cared about what the crowd said or did.

He only did what he thought was right.

"You really are very similar to that stubborn Zhao Jun, but unfortunately, this prince doesn't like you." Zhao Wuji said coldly.

"Not even if you like it."

Ning Wufeng sneered, he grabbed the air, and the World Extinguishing Spear appeared. Amidst the surging golden light, the spirit energy of the Nine Spirit Aperture gushed out, howling out with spear light, straight towards Zhao Wuji.

"Are you delusional enough to want to fight against this prince? You overestimate yourself! "

Zhao Wuji coldly snorted in disdain. His long ruler emitted a large amount of spirit light, and surged with a white light that was several meters long, as a white light suddenly descended. His spirit energy surged violently.

"Ten months ago, this prince defeated you in three moves. Ten months later, this prince will do the same!"

With a loud bang, the katana and the World Extinguishing Spear clashed in midair and released a dazzling light, causing the arena's defenses to buzz.

Zhao Wuji's face revealed a murderous look, her eyes bursting with light. The abundance of spiritual energy was astonishing.

Soul Condensing Shot!

Ning Wufeng's expression moved, his figure shot out, and a spear light that was of a solid quality smashed into Zhao Wuji's chest, his Nine Spiritual Pulse surging, the spear light was extremely dazzling.

"Fanghua!"

Zhao Wuji's face sank, and his heavy ruler descended with a loud bang. The surging spirit energy swirled up waves after waves of strong wind that whistled as they landed towards Ning Wufeng.

A foot flew out, and within tens of meters, it smashed onto the World Extinguishing Spear with a loud bang.

In just a split-second, the Soul Condensing Shot exploded. The strong wave of Qi was forced towards Ning Wufeng by the surging spirit energy.

Such dense spirit energy!

Ning Wufeng's face changed, the World Extinguishing Spear moved quickly, the entire stage was filled with gold light.

"Illusory Drifting!"

The second time he used Illusory Drifting, it was a dazzling golden light. Every single wisp of golden spirit energy that floated in the air became Ning Wufeng's godly enemy weapon.

"A child's play." Zhao Wuji let out a cold snort. The ruler in front of him was placed in a circle, the light it emitted was extremely dazzling.

Rumble …

Before he even made his move, the ground beneath his feet had already started covered with innumerable cracks, as though a spider web was enveloping Ning Wufeng.

"Instant Fanghua!"

With a cold snort, a foot pierced through the air, and like an endless white light, it directly slashed at Ning Wufeng, wanting to cut him in half.