At this time, a new round of selection competition has also begun!
The person who took the stage was Yu Wen Changkong.
Since Kang Huailie, the original captain of Yuwen Changkong's team, unfortunately died in the Dead Soul Demon Abyss, Yuwen Changkong took his place and became the captain of their team. Naturally, he also wanted to fight for this opportunity to participate in the hunting battlefield.
And his luck seemed to be very good. He had won the first two games, and in the third game, he was also playing against an extreme second-level human king.
Although he went through a hard battle, Yuwen Changkong finally won, winning three consecutive games, and naturally qualified to be selected for the hunting battlefield.
Of course, it is only to obtain the qualifications. Whether you can finally enter the hunting battlefield requires the selection of the strongest one hundred from among the qualified disciples.
To put it bluntly, this round is just an audition, so there is room for those veteran elite disciples to play tricks.
Naturally, Yuwen Changkong did not rely on luck, but on his clan brother Yu Wenliang, who had arranged everything long ago.
Next, a great emperor jumped onto the ring, picked a number plate, grinned and said: "Which one is Li Fei, come on stage and fight me!"
"It's him again!"
A cold light flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "This is the guy who injured me before!"
Li Feifeng's eyes widened suddenly, she clenched her pink fist, and was about to fly onto the stage, but Ling Feng held her shoulder.
"Junior Brother Ling..." Ling Feng bit his silver teeth, looked at Ling Feng and said, "I... can still fight!"
"If it's a fair group battle and you draw a strong enemy, it's just bad luck, that's fine. But in this case, it's clearly a deliberate attack, and you don't need to fight!"
Ling Feng smiled faintly and said slowly: "Have a good rest and leave it to me."
A warm current surged in Li Fei's heart. Looking at Ling Feng's cold and determined face, she suddenly smiled and nodded heavily.
"Senior Brother Chu, take care of the others."
After Ling Feng finished speaking, he walked out of the crowd, jumped up and jumped onto the ring.
"Um?"
The powerful emperor named Wu Jian on the stage frowned and snorted: "The one I am fighting is Li Fei. Boy, what are you doing here?"
Ling Feng turned a deaf ear and walked step by step to the center of the ring. He was only ten steps away from Wu Jian. Then he stood still and stared at the opponent coldly with his eyes.
"Um?"
Wu Jian frowned and shouted: "Boy, are you deaf? Get out of here quickly!"
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The rules of the selection battle are to win three out of five rounds. In the first battle, I will challenge you. What do you think?"
"You are outrageous. Are the rules of the selection battle just what you say?"
Wu Jian was like a furious lion, his whole body swaying with momentum, whipping up a violent wind.
Ling Feng turned to look at the high platform, his eyes fixed on Donghuang Xuanyi, and said word by word: "What, senior brother Donghuang, can't you?"
Donghuang Xuanyi smiled disdainfully, stood up slightly, and shouted to Wu Jian: "In that case, Junior Brother Wu, let's learn from him."
If Ling Feng really has the strength to defeat Wu Jian, he can barely be considered an opponent.
Donghuang Xuanyi was certainly not a fool. He could also see that Yu Wenliang used his connections to instruct some elite disciples at the emperor level to target members of Ling Feng's team. However, these small actions were all within his acquiescence.
Anyway, they are just some minor characters. The only one who can really catch his eye is Ling Feng.
Now, Ling Feng jumps out to challenge Wu Jian on his own, which saves a lot of trouble. If Ling Feng can't even pass Wu Jian's test, he is naturally not qualified to be his competitor.
"Haha, okay, since it is Senior Brother Donghuang who has spoken, I will fight you twice! However, you'd better be mentally prepared, I won't strike lightly!"
After hearing Donghuang Xuanyi's instructions, Wu Jian calmed down slightly and stared at Ling Feng with disdain.
A mere person at the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm, with a cultivation level that is not even that of the Human Emperor, dares to jump up and challenge the Emperor?
Ling Feng glanced at him lightly and responded indifferently: "That's just right, I won't do it lightly."
"Jiejiejie..."
Wu Jian laughed strangely, "I heard that you survived three moves under Brother Donghuang. I'm really curious about how many moves you can survive under my hands!"
"With all due respect, based on your strength, you are not qualified to compare with Donghuang Xuanyi."
Ling Feng looked Wu Jian up and down, Feng Qingyun said calmly.
"Humph, it's enough to be able to deal with you!"
Wu Jian frowned. Although he was indeed not as good as Donghuang Xuanyi, it was not his turn for a small Shenhai realm warrior to point fingers in front of him!
"Really? I'm afraid even practicing is not enough to deal with me!"
Ling Feng stood proudly on the spot, the dragon-elephant divine power in his body was running wildly. For a moment, an extremely rich energy and blood force merged into the dragon-elephant shadow, hovering behind Ling Feng.
At the same moment, all seven forging Qi Hunyuan Locks in Ling Feng's body were unlocked. All of a sudden, Ling Feng's strength and speed all climbed to their peak state.
What about the Great Emperor?
Today he will use extreme power and extreme speed to punish the emperor!
Let everyone know that this gap between the Great Emperor is not insurmountable!
(ps: To explain, I have mentioned before that the cultivation system in this book is divided into three paths: Qi refining, body refining, and spirit refining. On the surface, Ling Feng’s cultivation level is not high, but God refining and
In terms of body refining, he has already far surpassed the level of the Human Emperor and is on par with the junior emperors.
If you only look at Qi refining and say that Ling Feng is at a low level, that there are too many level jumps, or that the level up is too slow, I suggest you compare it with God refining and body refining by how many levels Ling Feng has surpassed others.)
"Arrogant!"
Wu Jian's eyes were filled with anger, and he was obviously really angry. He raised his arms and used the technique of pressing down on the bottom of the box.
"The waves are astonishing!"
Its figure is as powerful as thunder, like a surging river, rushing towards you!
Wow!
During the collision, Wu Jian's clothes squeaked, and the air made a surging sound similar to the rushing waves of a river.
The momentum and momentum are perfectly integrated, as if a big river is really rolling in and smashing the levee thousands of miles away!
The disciples in the auditorium felt a sense of oppression from afar, their hearts tightened, and their chests felt uncomfortable. They just hoped that this trick would end soon.
The strong wind and waves blew Ling Feng's black hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of deep and cold black eyes!
boom!
Facing that powerful punch with shocking momentum, Ling Feng did not dodge or dodge, but actually punched out without any fancy!
"What?"
On the high platform, Donghuang Xuanyi, who had a calm and indifferent face, suddenly had his eyelids twitching wildly.
After just three days, Ling Feng's strength seemed to have greatly improved.
Did he actually not use the various secret soul techniques he was best at, but prepare to face off against the mighty Emperor head-on?
"This kid is really not that simple! Okay, then let me see how far you have reached!"
A gleam of light flashed in Donghuang Xuanyi's eyes.
The strength shown by Ling Feng did give him some experience, but it was nothing more than that.