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"Chen Feng, are you confident?"

Yanggang looked at Chen Feng gravely, his tone filled with excitement.

Chen Feng nodded his head and walked towards the arena.

In the competition the next day, lots were drawn to determine the opponent.

However, the difference today was that the number of participants had been reduced from one hundred to fifty. The remaining fifty people were all outstanding cultivators who had gone through thick and thin, and their strength and perseverance were outstanding among the young cultivators.

Chen Feng extracted his number ball.

Number 1!

It was actually number one. In other words, in today's competition, Chen Feng was going to be in the lead.

Just like yesterday, the starting and ending digits of each number were matched into an opponent for a written test.

If Chen Feng was number one, then his opponent would be a cultivator who had drawn the number fifty ball.

Very quickly, all the cultivators drew their own numbers and the match began with the host's announcement.

"Next, please allow contestant # 1 and contestant # 50 to compete on the stage!"

Immediately, the audience broke out into an uproar.

Amidst the cheers, two figures slowly walked onto the arena. One of them was Chen Feng, and the other was a rather feminine looking man.

The two of them stood still on the stage with different expressions on their faces.

Compared to Chen Feng's calmness, the opponent's old face had already turned bitter.

"Big brother, how are you …"

The effeminate man looked weakly at Chen Feng, his voice tinged with a hint of sobbing.

He had seen Chen Feng's perverted state with his own eyes. However, it was not that Chen Feng's strength was extremely strong. Honestly speaking, they still held a sense of contempt towards Chen Feng's strength. What truly frightened others was Chen Feng's perverted technique of controlling the fire and his immoral heart.

They had clearly seen how miserable it was to see the flowers explode under the blooming of the chrysanthemums. It was terrifying to think of inserting such a thick piece of flame into the backyard.

He was only at the peak of the intermediate stage and was much weaker than that Fiery Blossom. If Chen Feng were to use that move, how could he defend against it?

"You know me?" Chen Feng chuckled as he spoke. However, in the eyes of that feminine man, this smile was like the smile of a demon, making him shiver.

"Hehe, this brother is joking. How could I not know your reputation? Brother, what are you doing... "Don't do that..."

Chen Feng ignored his shouts and the flames in his hand suddenly started to surge.

"This is the sign of an object being condensed!" The effeminate man's expression was bitter to the extreme. Then, he actually threw himself onto the referee's body and began to wail loudly, "I admit defeat, you're about to declare that I've lost!"

The audience went into an uproar, but no one mocked him.

If it were them, they would probably surrender and beg for mercy like the feminine-looking young man.

"Next, I declare contestant # 1 Chen Feng victorious!"

The referee immediately announced.

"Oh no, I won!" Below the stage, Wen Chen cried out in excitement, her eyes filled with happiness.

Both his fists were clenched tightly, showing the excitement in his heart.

"Tsk, a bunch of cowards!" In the crowd, a cold-looking young man said disdainfully. His eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Chen Feng.

"You can't face him anymore!" Suddenly, a person stood beside him.

The cold-looking teenager did not even turn around, but his voice carried a hint of ridicule: "Liu Zheng, who gave you the guts to come to my side and strut around?"

"Showing off your strength?" Liu Zheng's eyebrows twitched in anger: "Zhang Chenfei, do you think I'm still the same as I was seven days ago? In the arena, I will definitely take back all my previous glory! "

As he spoke, he raised the round ball in his hand. On the ball, there was a "32" written on it.

Looking at Liu Zheng's departing back, Zhang Chenfei's face suddenly became serious. "You dare to challenge me?"

As he said that, a number ball appeared in his hand. The number "19" on it was eye-catching.

… ….

"Next, please send contestant eleven and contestant forty onstage."

The host announced loudly.

Two figures leapt onto the stage at lightning speed.

"Chen Feng, look! It's Meng Qiu Ling!" Wen Chen said in a deep voice to Chen Feng beside him.

Chen Feng had long since noticed Meng Qiu Ling. His expression became somewhat strange.

"I haven't seen her for a night, but her cultivation has broken through again!"

Just like what Chen Feng had seen, Meng Qiu Ling's current cultivation had already entered the late stage of the realm.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Meng!"

Meng Qiu Ling's opponent cupped his fist and smiled at her. This person was none other than one of the three great families of the Azure Continent, the elite Jiang Clan, Jiang Xiao.

"Cut the crap. Do you want to fight or not? If you don't want to fight, then get down!" Meng Qiu Ling was displeased with the others and said angrily with a straight face.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Miss Meng is indeed straightforward. I hope you will show mercy later!" Jiang Xiao said politely, but a strong sense of confidence shot out from his eyes.

"The match begins!"

With the announcement of the referee, the distance between the two instantly widened.

"Miss Meng, after you!"

Jiang Xiao said with a smile and made a inviting gesture.

"Receive my attack!" Meng Qiu Ling did not hold back and attacked with all her might.

She brandished the Middle Grade Spirit Treasure's horsetail whisk in the air like a fairy scattering flowers, and her incomparably beautiful posture fully displayed every single one of her moves.

"What a peerless beauty!"

In an instant, many cultivators began to praise him.

"What a good technique, Miss Meng!" Jiang Xiao let out a long laugh, but didn't panic at all as he spun around.

In the blink of an eye, a long whip appeared out of nowhere in Jiang Xiao's hand. It extended and contracted at the same time as if it was a spiritual snake probing for its acupoints, pointing towards Meng Qiu Ling's body.

Meng Qiu Ling felt an endless amount of pressure from this move!

However, if both of them were in the late stage of the Body Tempering realm, the difference in their strength could be flipped upside down. Jiang Xiao had already reached the peak of the late stage of the Body Refinement Realm, while Meng Qiu Ling had only started training.

Gritting her teeth, Meng Qiu Ling did her best to hold the horsetail whisk in front of her body.

"Ding ~"

The long whip fiercely smashed onto the handle of the horsetail whisk, emitting an ear-piercing sound as it collided.

After the collision, Meng Qiu Ling's face changed. She couldn't help but retreat until she reached the edge of the stage before she could stabilize herself.

A single move was enough to determine who was the superior one.

"Miss Meng, do you still want to fight?" Jiang Xiao put away his long whip, cupped his fist, and said warmly to Meng Qiu Ling.

"Fight!" Meng Qiu Ling gritted her teeth and shouted. She jumped again and rushed up while waving her horsetail whisk.

"Then... "Apologies!"

With another series of clangs, Meng Qiu Ling's body was suddenly sent flying and she fell onto the arena in a sorry state.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's pupils constricted. Following that, a peculiar smile appeared on his face.

"Miss Meng, you are no match for me. Just give up!"

Jiang Xiao asked for Meng Qiu Ling's opinion, but he sounded like he was giving out orders.

"It's not that simple!" Meng Qiu Ling stood up. A vicious and barbaric aura was emitted from her body.