Sky War God

When they saw this scene, many of them widened their eyes. They had heard that Sikong Xuan was a top genius who had awakened two Battle Spirit.    

However, they never thought that Sikong Xuan would awaken a Green Rank Peng Emperor's battle spirit.    

The Peng Emperor was a type of Roc, a powerful flying Demonic Beast. In the Roc race, the Peng Emperor had a noble bloodline, and his combat strength was much stronger than ordinary Roc. Therefore, people were used to calling this Demonic Beast the Peng Emperor.    

Emperor Peng was the king of the skies, and it was extremely rare for someone to awaken a Battle Spirit like this. Not to mention, the grade of this Peng Emperor's battle spirit that Sikong Xuan had awakened had reached a terrifying Green Rank.    

"Let me show you the power of my Battle Spirit!"    

Sikong Xuan stood there, and his body was enveloped by the light of Emperor Peng. Under the shroud of the divine light, Sikong Xuan's entire body seemed to have become dignified, like a god.    

As he spoke, the Peng Emperor's battle spirit behind him let out a sharp howl. It flapped its gigantic wing and crazily rushed towards Wei Zhentian's body.    

Wei Zhentian's eyes focused. He knew that Sikong Xuan was coming for real this time. His consciousness urged the Gold-scaled Lion Battle Spirit behind him to fight with Sikong Xuan's Peng Emperor's battle spirit.    

The battle between the two high level Battle Spirit was also extremely violent. "Terrifying rumbling sounds kept sounding out as the void exploded.    

"Kill!"    

Sikong Xuan put away his relaxed expression, and a sharp aura seeped out of his pupils. The Longsword in his hand kept buzzing.    

The sword was surrounded by the aura of a late stage Manifestation realm sword. The sword light was eye-piercing, and it stabbed towards Wei Zhentian's body. The Longsword dragged out a dark green Sword Qi, and it went straight for Wei Zhentian's throat!    

"Sikong Xuan is so strong! It's indeed the aura of a late stage Manifestation realm sword. In the entire Greencloud Region... There were only a few people who could comprehend the energy of a late stage Manifestation Realm sword. Sikong Xuan was worthy of being called a character from the Qing-Yun Sect, Extreme Genius. He had already comprehended the power of a late stage Manifestation Realm sword. If he has such strength at such a young age, he will surely become a great figure in the future!"    

On a grandstand, big A powerhouse was full of praise for Sikong Xuan, and his eyes were filled with respect. Even someone like him, who was over fifty years old, had yet to reach the level of Sikong Xuan in terms of understanding of force.    

Facing Sikong Xuan's deadly sword attack, Wei Zhentian didn't plan to defend himself. His body flashed, and in an instant, numerous afterimage appeared on his body. It was both real and fake.    

"Cha!"    

The Terrifying sword light arrived in an instant and pierced through Wei Zhentian's body. Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but cry out in shock.    

But at this moment, they saw that the body that was pierced by the sword light gradually turned illusory and eventually disappeared. Only then did they realize what had happened.    

It turned out that it was because Wei Zhentian's speed of dodging was too fast. Their naked eyes couldn't match Wei Zhentian's speed of dodging. That was the reason why the scene in front of them had happened.    

"Tyrant Heaven Palm!"    

Wei Zhentian roared furiously. He wanted to strike Sikong Xuan before he could withdraw his body.    

However, before he could strike out his palm, he felt a cold light flashing in his eyes. The speed of this cold light was too fast.    

It was so fast that Wei Zhentian disappeared before he could even react.    

Wei Zhentian stopped moving. He subconsciously touched his throat with one hand, and a trace of blood seeped out.    

He frowned slightly and asked Sikong Xuan, "How did you do it?"    

"I have to admit that your attack power is very strong, no weaker than mine, but your attention was too focused on my left hand, which caused you to fail."    

Sikong Xuan straightened his body. Another sword appeared in his left palm. It was an extremely soft sword. It was precisely this sword that almost cut Wei Zhentian's throat.    

Wei Zhenting's expression was somewhat unsightly. Everything had happened so suddenly. In the previous battle, he had the upper hand, but in that very short moment, he had actually lost.    

"I lost! I will look for you to spar with when I have the chance."    

Wei Zhentian said to Sikong Xuan with a hint of unwillingness on his face. After saying that, Wei Zhentian walked to the edge of the fighting stage without looking back and closed his eyes to rest.    

"What happened just now? Wei Zhentian actually lost. Why didn't I see what happened clearly?"    

Everyone in the crowd was slightly stunned. With the eyesight of most of the people present, they were unable to catch the scene that happened a thousandth of a second ago.    

"Didn't you notice the soft sword that appeared in Sikong Xuan's hand? Sikong Xuan used that soft sword to defeat Wei Zhentian unexpectedly."    

An expert with excellent eyesight explained to the surrounding people, causing them to squint their eyes, feeling incomparably shocked in their hearts.    

"Sikong Xuan actually has a soft sword hidden on his body. If it wasn't for the competition just now, I'm afraid Wei Zhentian would really have died in Sikong Xuan's hands!"    

"Wei Zhentian's strength is already powerful enough, but he was still defeated by Sikong Xuan. Sikong Xuan is truly too powerful. It seems like the first seat of the Joust For A Spouse Festival will be his. "    

Many people were discussing amongst themselves, and they were shocked by the strength that Sikong Xuan had displayed.    

At the same time, after this battle, the crowd became even more certain of Sikong Xuan's identity, and there was basically no more dispute.    

Because, the only person who could fight Sikong Xuan, Wei Zhentian, had lost. Who else could be Sikong Xuan's match?    

"This Sikong Xuan is indeed a genius. His strength has already reached such a level. An ordinary Peak Genuine Force Warriors would never be a match for him."    

On the main viewing platform, King of the State of Zhao couldn't help but sigh after watching the battle.    

It was undeniable that Sikong Xuan was the most monstrous genius King of the State of Zhao had ever seen.    

Sikong Xuan was Heaven's Pride, who had combined his talent and combat strength. There were almost no flaws in his body.    

He could be considered the strongest True Martial Stage warrior, and no one could fight him.    

Zhao Xinyi had also witnessed this shocking battle with her own eyes. She was also shocked by Sikong Xuan's strength, and her heart began to sink.    

Ye Feng was still standing in the same spot with a calm expression on his face. He wasn't too shocked by Sikong Xuan's strength.    

If Sikong Xuan could become Vice Sect Leader of the Qing-Yun Sect's direct disciple, how could he do it without some strength?    

"It's your turn in the next round of the competition."    

The voice of Minister presiding could be heard from the main stands. Hearing this voice, the eyes of the crowd sparkled.    

"It's finally Ye Feng's turn again. Before this, Ye Feng has defeated Liang Bupo. I wonder who his opponent will be in this round."    

An expert said. After Ye Feng defeated Liang Bupo, no one dared to look down on him anymore.    

However, none of the five people present were weak, and all of them were above the True Martial level 9. Ye Feng, who was only at the third level of the True Martial, was still not favored by the crowd. After all, his cultivation base was still too low.    

After calling Ye Feng's name, Ye Feng walked to the center of the fighting stage. He was extremely confident, and his expression was as calm as ever.    

"Who is willing to fight Ye Feng in the first round?"    

Minister presiding's eyes swept across Sikong Xuan and the other three as he asked.    

Sikong Xuan and Wei Zhentian were resting with their eyes closed, as if everything had nothing to do with them. They did not make a sound. Perhaps it was because they had just fought and had consumed too much of their energy, or perhaps it was because they thought that Ye Feng was not worth mentioning at all. It was the same no matter when they took care of him.    

"I'm going to fight this trash!"    

At this moment, a cold voice was heard from the edge of the fighting stage. Everyone turned to look at that direction and saw that it was Huang Yanming who had spoken.    

Before he finished his words, he saw Huang Yanming looking at Ye Feng in a mocking way. He then cupped his hands towards Minister presiding and said, "Master, I would like to have a battle with this Ye Feng first. However, I have a request. I wonder if master can fulfill it?"    

"What is it?"    

Minister presiding asked.    

"If I accidentally injured this trash during the battle, please forgive me, my lord."    

Huang Yanming said, his eyes flashing with a cold light. This time, his main purpose of coming to Zhao State was to deal with Ye Feng. If he had the chance, he would take back the three supreme treasures Ye Feng had stolen from the Tian Ji Merchant Guild, the cinnabar fruit, the Qilin Gold Armor, and Herba Draconis.    

"The battle stage is a place where one's fists and legs are blind. No one can guarantee that no one will be able to hurt their opponent during the battle. If one side feels that they're not a match for the other side, they can admit defeat in advance, so if you hurt your opponent, you won't be able to take responsibility for it, please rest assured "    

Elder's eyes flickered with a sharp light. How could he not understand the meaning behind Huang Yanming's words? However, the rules of the Joust For A Spouse Festival had always been like this. If Ye Feng was injured by Huang Yanming because of this, it could only be said that Ye Feng was incompetent and could not blame anyone else.    

"Thank you, my lord!"    

Huang Yanming cupped his hands towards Minister presiding. His eyes carried some pride as he stepped onto the center of the dueling platform.    

"Trash, let's see how you can escape from my palm this time!"    

Huang Yanming said to Ye Feng coldly, as if Ye Feng was his prey. He would do whatever he wanted to.    

"Huang Yanming might take advantage of this battle to attack Ye Feng. I really don't know if Ye Feng will be able to escape this disaster."    

Huang Yanming's actions had made many people understand what he meant. They couldn't help but worry about Ye Feng.    

After all, Huang Yanming's strength was not something Liang Bupo could compare with. His cultivation base was six levels higher than Ye Feng's. This battle had completely lost its fairness. The scale of victory in everyone's hearts was naturally leaning towards Huang Yanming's side.    

"Why should I run?"    

After hearing Huang Yanming's words, Ye Feng sneered, seemingly not minding it at all.    

There would be a battle between him and Huang Yanming sooner or later, and Wei Zhentian would take advantage of this opportunity to settle this matter once and for all.    

"Hehe, you're about to die, yet you still dare to speak so arrogantly in front of me?"    

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Huang Yanming sneered. His expression was filled with disdain as he said, "Now, I'll give you a chance. Hand over all three treasures and cripple your cultivation. I'll spare your life!"    

As soon as these words were spoken, as soon as these words were spoken, many people's facial expression changed. They thought to themselves, "Huang Yanming is really ruthless. He actually asked Ye Feng to cripple his cultivation in front of everyone. Only then would he be willing to forgive him."    

To a cultivator, crippling his cultivation was even worse than killing him. Did Ye Feng agree to Huang Yanming's harsh request?    

"You want me to cripple my cultivation? You deserve it! As for those three items, come and get them yourself if you have the ability. "    

After hearing Huang Yanming's words, Ye Feng sneered and said.    

"Trash who doesn't know the difference between life and death. Even if you don't know how to appreciate favors, I will make you pay for what you have done!"    

Seeing Ye Feng being so arrogant, Huang Yanming was a little angry. He waved his iron fist and threw it at Ye Feng's body.    

True Martial level 9 He was confident that he could defeat Ye Feng with ease.    

Huang Yanming's attack was overbearing. The Fist Light transformed into an incomparably huge fist shadow in the void, producing an ear-splitting sound of breaking wind, as if it was going to completely destroy Ye Feng's body!    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up into a cold smile. He took a step forward with the Meteor Butterfly Steps, and his body was surrounded by waves of star power. The starlight sparkled in the sky, and the Star Atlas covered the entire fighting stage.    

Ye Feng's body seemed to have turned into a starlight, and he instantly dodged Huang Yanming's attack. Huang Yanming's eyes narrowed, as if he had never thought that Ye Feng would have such a profound movement technique Martial Skill.    

Another three terrifying Fist Light struck out in succession. Each punch had the power to kill Peak Genuine Force Warriors!    

"With your speed, you won't be able to hurt me!"    

Ye Feng sneered. Currently, he had already cultivated the Meteor Butterfly Steps to the Great Completion Stage. Combined with the force of the world, every step he took seemed to be able to communicate with the world.    

Usually, when Huang Yanming's attack was about to reach Ye Feng's body, he would use the Meteor Butterfly Steps to dodge his opponent's attack!    

"Meteor Butterfly Steps! It is a movement technique manual that is not taught to outsiders by the Royal Family. It is only used by direct descendant, who is an outstanding genius in the Wang family. Where did Ye Feng get this Cultivation Method from? And, it seems like... What? Even the current Wang family wouldn't be able to walk with such ease. This showed how strong Ye Feng's talent was!"    

On the main viewing platform, an extremely powerful Peak Genuine Force Warriors from the Imperial City recognized the origin of Ye Feng's magic Martial Skill with a single glance.    

"Ye Feng used this movement technique on the battle platform of the Emperor Board Dao Discussion. But at that time, he was far from reaching his current level. He never expected that in just a short period of three months, Ye Feng had reached the realm where he had just entered the sect not long ago, and had cultivated this movement technique, the Martial Skill, to the Great Completion. Such talent... This is indeed a bit scary!"    

Some experts echoed Ye Feng's words, and they were all shocked by the terrifying talent that Ye Feng had displayed.    

"Trash, do you only know how to run?"    

Huang Yanming's expression turned slightly ugly when he saw that his attack couldn't even touch the corner of Ye Feng's clothes. In his opinion, if he used the kungfu, he should be able to get rid of Ye Feng within ten moves.    

But now, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to do it.    

"I can't even touch my body. I really don't know who is the trash between the two of us!"    

Ye Feng sneered. His eyes were filled with ridicule, as if he was toying with Huang Yanming.    0

Although Huang Yanming was angry in his heart, there was nothing Ye Feng could do about it. Because, he really couldn't keep up with Ye Feng's speed.