Peerless Martial God 2

3Lin Feng glanced at Shui Ning, who was rushing towards him, and sneered. He kicked out with his left leg with a trace of unparalleled strength. The Yuan Qi in Shui Ning's body was extremely empty, and he was not Lin Feng's match at all. With just this kick from Lin Feng, Shui Ning was sent flying with the spear in his hand, rolling a few hundred meters away.     4

    

"Don't challenge my bottom line again. Your defeat today was your own doing. If you blame me for this defeat, you'll make me look down on you even more. Don't embarrass your father!"    

    

Lin Feng shouted coldly. After that, he put away the Sword of Dominance and turned into a white light that disappeared into Lin Feng's body.    

    

"Huo Wu, we'll meet again if fate allows it. I'll be leaving first. Goodbye." Lin Feng turned his head and shouted at Huo Wu with his fists crossed. After that, he took out the flying shuttle and flew out of the Holy Hall on it. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had already disappeared, as if he had never appeared.    

    

Huo Wu stomped her feet in anger, clenched her small fists, and watched Lin Feng disappear into the horizon. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.    

    

"Huo Wu, come back with me."    

    

Just as Huo Wu was staring into the distance, a man in a fiery red robe suddenly appeared beside her. It was none other than Fire Holy Monarch, Huo Wu's father.    

    

Startled, Huo Wu turned around and saw that it was her father. She panicked. She had sneaked out today, but now she was caught red-handed by her father.    

    

"Father, I..." Huo Wu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Huo Zhurong.    

    

"There's no need to say anymore. You caused trouble today, so I'll settle it with you later. Come home with me." Huo Zhurong said lightly as he took his daughter's hand and prepared to leave.    

    

"Fire Holy Monarch, you're leaving just like that?"    

    

Just as Huo Zhurong was about to leave, another figure appeared in front of him. The Blue Robed Holy Water Monarch was looking at Fire Holy Monarch and Huo Wu with a gloomy expression. Especially when he looked at Huo Wu, there was a trace of anger in his eyes.    

    

"If you want to cause trouble, go to the Divine Sect and find Lin Feng. He was the one who defeated your son. It has nothing to do with my daughter." Fire Holy Monarch bellowed, then with a wave of his left hand, the flying shuttle appeared in front of them. Huo Zhurong and Huo Wu jumped onto the flying shuttle and flew straight into the depths of the Holy Hall.    

    

Shui Gonggong watched the two of them leave with a gloomy expression. He clenched his fists in anger, and finally looked at his youngest son. With a tap of his left hand, a stream of water energy dissolved in Shui Ning's chest.    

    

Shui Ning felt a cooling sensation, and the elemental energy in his body was no longer lacking. In the blink of an eye, he had already returned to normal. This was the strength of his father, and this was the strength of the Holy Monarch.    

    

"Father, I have embarrassed you." Shui Ning stood up and looked at his father with guilt in his eyes.    

    

"It's fine. You still have to work hard in your cultivation." Shui Gonggong smiled faintly. He did not have any intention of blaming his youngest son.    

    

Seeing that his father was not angry, Shui Ning finally stopped panicking. If his father was angry, he would not be able to bear it.    

    

"However..."    

    

Shui Ning took a deep breath. When he heard the Holy Water Monarch's tone again, his heart immediately started beating wildly as he looked at the Holy Water Monarch nervously.    

    

"But you have to take revenge. You have to take revenge for the humiliation that Lin Feng gave you today." Shui Gonggong shouted with a gloomy face as he looked at his youngest son.    

    

Hearing that, Shui Ning's eyes darkened. With a sinister expression, he clenched his fists and let out a creaking sound. He nodded his head heavily and shouted, "Father, don't worry. I will personally kill Lin Feng!"    

    

"Yes, yes. The Divine Sect's Selection Competition will be held in a few days. I'm going to send you to be a distinguished guest of the Divine Sect." The Holy Water Monarch said with a smile.    

    

Shui Ning looked at his father's strange smile and thought about how Lin Feng was also in the Divine Sect. He could not help but reveal a bright smile and nod his head. The father and son both smiled strangely. Everyone knew what they were thinking.    

    

When Huo Wu and the Fire Holy Monarch returned to the Holy Monarch Hall, the Fire Holy Monarch once again ordered people to guard Huo Wu. They were not allowed to let the unruly princess go out and cause trouble. Huo Wu also acted like a yes-man.    

    

The Fire Holy Monarch was very satisfied with Huo Wu's apology and left her room. However, just as the old man left, Huo Wu revealed a strange expression. She had obtained Lin Feng's whereabouts from her father.    

    

"Divine Sect? Hmph hmph, Lin Feng, let's see how you're going to get rid of this princess." Huo Wu snorted coquettishly, then laughed as she packed her bag, preparing to escape in the dead of night.    

    

Lin Feng returned to the Divine Sect on the flying shuttle. Although Lin Feng was the Grand Elder, he had nowhere to go. Fortunately, when Lin Feng returned, the Selection Competition of the Fifth Son of Saint was about to begin.    

    

If Lin Feng became the Fifth Son of Saint, then he would have a double identity. Not only was he the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect, but he was also the Fifth Son of Saint. Now that he had a direct connection with the Holy Hall, it was impossible for Di Shu to suppress Lin Feng.    

    

In order to not be suppressed by Di Shu's power, Lin Feng had to do his best to take down the Fifth Son of Saint.    

    

During the Selection Competition of Son of Saint, the competition was the focus of attention. Son of Saint was the Holy Hall's reserve resource, and it was related to the rise and fall of the Holy Hall. The Holy Monarch and the Protector all started from Son of Saint, and slowly worked hard to become the upper echelons of the Holy Hall.    

    

Not only would the major sects of the God Domain send people to participate in the Son of Saint Selection Competition, even the nearby domains would send people from the Holy Hall to participate. It could be said that this was an unprecedented grand occasion. This was the first time in Lin Feng's life that he had encountered such a grand competition, and it was related to him.    

    

Just the forces that Lin Feng knew of included the God Domain Holy Hall itself, as well as the Sword Sect, the experts of the Transfer City, the Corpse Devil Ridge, and the nearby Domain Holy Temples, for example, the Spirit Domain, the Silver Domain.    

    

Lin Feng was somewhat looking forward to the news of Duan Xinye and Qiu Yuexin in the Silver Domain. Furthermore, Xue Biyao was also someone from the Silver Domain. As long as someone from the Silver Domain came, he would be able to get some information.    

    

As for the Corpse Devil Ridge, he would also contact the great Corpse Devil Generals of the Corpse Devil Ridge through the Corpse Devil Qi and send out Corpse Devil General Kui.    

    

Lin Feng stood at the peak of the divine mountain for the entire night and watched the stars for the entire night. What Lin Feng saw was the shifting of the stars, what Lin Feng comprehended was the quiet of the night, and what Lin Feng thought about was the change of the sun and moon.    

    

That night, Lin Feng's strength had improved by quite a bit. Although he did not have much valuable things in his domain, he was able to make up for the deficiencies. The Tao Meaning of Space and the Tao Meaning of Life and Death had made some progress.    

    

The next morning, Lin Feng was informed by the disciples of the Divine Sect that all the Grand Elders were having a meeting once again to discuss the Selection Competition of the Son of Saint. The location was still the pavilion on the peak of the divine mountain.    

    

Lin Feng just stood there and waited for the arrival of the other Grand Elders and Son of Saint. This time, Fan Shengjun did a good job and immediately filled up the chairs so that there wouldn't be any trouble with seating.    

    

Fan Shengjun and Xuanyuan Mu were the first to arrive, and Lin Feng had always been here. This was something that the two of them had never expected.    

    

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Lin Feng." Fan Shengjun and Xuanyuan Mu both respectfully cupped their fists and shouted at Lin Feng.    

    

"There's no need to be so rigid. I'm not interested in the Grand Elder." Lin Feng said to the two of them casually with a smile on his face.    

    

"Hmph, what big words you have there. Since you're not interested in the Grand Elder, then resign from the position!"    

    

Before Lin Feng finished speaking, a cold shout was heard. After that, Lin Feng saw Di Shu jump up from the divine mountain with a gloomy and angry face.    

    

The attentive Lin Feng discovered that there was a bruise on Di Shu's arm. Although the injury was not serious, the position was very sensitive. It was not difficult for Lin Feng to guess that this should be the injury that Fan Tiangang had inflicted on Di Shu during the battle that day.    

    

Lin Feng naturally did not think that Fan Tiangang was helping him. He only wanted to teach Di Shu a lesson and suppress him. He did not want Di Shu to be too arrogant.    

    

Di Shu's cold shout once again caused the relationship between the two of them to reach a freezing point. Fan Shengjun and Xuanyuan Mu looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Why did Di Shu always target Lin Feng? The two of them could not guess.    

    

"It doesn't seem to have much to do with you, Di Shu, whether I become the Grand Elder or not. It's none of your business."