C123 If You Don't Want to Die Then Leave
C123 If You Don't Want to Die Then Leave
In these three days, the experts of Hongtian Academy on the high platform did not show any signs of fatigue. Their eyes were very calm, without the slightest ripple.
After the super strong geniuses, only a few people were able to arouse their interest and send out more than nine echoes.
However, Han Feng was still standing in front of his war drum, like a meditating old monk.
"What is he doing?" Qin Loshan looked at this young man full of mysteries, his heart filled with confusion.
In the illusion that was set up by the war drum, Han Feng had been crazily fighting. His clothes were torn apart, and blood was dripping from his body. There was his blood, and there was also the blood of his enemies.
This was a world of slaughter.
In the beginning, the opponent Han Feng met was only a low Spiritual Martial Stage. Han Feng could easily kill him. After that, he met another Mid Spiritual Martial Stage Death Warrior. Han Feng threw out a palm strike, and it was unknown how many of them he could kill.
Later on, there were still some High Level of the Spiritual Martial Stage Death Warriors crazily rushing towards him. Han Feng's Devil Fiend Wind and the Devouring Dragon Devil Seal kept attacking him. The will of the Devil Dao turned into a terrifying storm. It swept away the endless wind and clouds. It was as if the illusion realm was going to explode at any moment.
The current Han Feng was facing a Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage warrior. A terrifying light was circulating around his body, and his killing intent was surging crazily. The blood sword was coming at him from all directions, causing Han Feng's face to stiffen. The devil seal kept unleashing its killing intent, pushing his Wind Shadow Spell to its limit. In the illusion realm, numerous afterimages were left behind. The Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage warriors had yet to notice Han Feng's existence. Argh...
The Death Soldiers that were killed turned into nothingness. After that, countless Death Soldiers appeared out of thin air and pounced towards Han Feng with a biting cold aura of death.
"There are probably over a thousand of these men of sacrifice." Han Feng looked at the dense number of men of sacrifice in front of him. His scalp felt somewhat numb. If there were one or two, or even dozens, he could easily deal with them, but over a thousand of them came at the same time. How was he going to kill them?
However, Han Feng did not retreat. Since he was going to fight with his life on the line, how could he retreat?
"Fight!" Han Feng's body was emitting a cold and terrifying combat intent. His demonic intent was like a ferocious beast that could devour everything. He stretched out his palm and grabbed forward. A Devil Sword was suspended in the air. He held it tightly in his hand. In an instant, the Devil Dao light swept across the sky and earth. Han Feng swung his sword, and a terrifying force ripped the ground apart. It swept towards those men of sacrifice like a destructive force.
It was this strike that broke the illusion. Han Feng's sword did not strike the men of sacrifice. Instead, it landed on the war drum in front of him, producing a loud sound that shook the heavens.
"Dong!"
The war drum trembled violently. Han Feng's body also suffered a tremendous impact. It was as if a supreme power was madly trampling down on him, trying to tear him apart.
Han Feng was shaken off the stage. However, all the elders of Hongtian Academy stood up at the same time. Han Feng had done it. He struck out the twenty-fifth time.
Such an achievement had already broken the record of the Hongtian Academy's war drum test. In the past, the person who struck out the twenty-fifth time was at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine. As for Han Feng, he was only a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight warrior, so the difficulty that the two of them faced was extremely high. There was no way they could be mentioned in the same breath.
This meant that not only did Han Feng have a deep understanding of the martial will, but he also had a very good control over his strength. After passing through that illusionary realm, Han Feng's disposition would surely be tempered to an extreme degree.
"Elder Zi, should we let him pass the test?" Loong Yi asked.
"No need. Let him continue. I will let that crazy old woman see his performance." After saying that, Elder Zi flew into the sky and turned into a purple light, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
"That was close." Han Feng let out a breath. The power that came from the war drum was many times stronger than the power he had encountered in the illusion realm. Luckily, it didn't kill him.
These 108 war drums were definitely supreme treasures.
"Brother Zhuo." Han Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw Han Lei and Sun Tianwang walking towards him.
"How long have I been inside?" Han Feng asked. He kept killing in the illusion realm. He had no idea how much time had passed. However, since all these people were here, it meant that the examination in Hongtian Academy hadn't ended yet.
"Inside? What's inside?" Han Lei and Sun Tianwang looked at each other, not understanding what Han Feng was saying. "We only saw you staying in front of the war drum for three days."
"Only three days? That's good." The days in there were too difficult to endure. Han Feng did not even want to stay for a second longer.
He didn't know what kind of divine patterns were engraved on the war drum, and what kind of power it possessed.
Han Feng, Han Lei, Sun Tianwang, and the others returned to the audience seats together. He took a pill from the system, and without eating it, it entered his body directly, and the medicinal strength quickly spread out.
Soon, he felt the spiritual energy in his dantian fill up quickly, and he even touched the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight Realm. Right now, he also needed to rest and consolidate his foundation in order to be able to take the test on the ground.
"I didn't expect that Elder Zhuo not only specializes in alchemy, but also has great talent in the Martial Dao." The Third Pavilion Master of Herb Medicine Pavilion praised, causing the Second Master's expression to become even colder.
"This kid's future achievements are limitless. The fact that our Herb Medicine Pavilion was able to be somewhat related to him is already a great fortune. It's all thanks to you. Last time I saw the patriarch of the Ling family, he was praising you as well." The Great Pavilion Master said with a smile, causing the Third Pavilion Master to feel flattered.
The patriarch of the Ling family was a figure that outsiders might not know, but the core of the Herb Medicine Pavilion was very clear about it. He was definitely a very terrifying existence.
It was extremely rare for the Third Pavilion Master to be praised by him. The Second Master's expression was so cold that it could turn into ice.
On the 108 war drums, the geniuses were still fighting against each other. Up until now, almost all of them had gone up to prove themselves.
"Han Lei, have you gone up?" Han Feng asked.
"Yes, I have." Han Lei smiled honestly.
"Oh? How many times?" Since Han Lei was so happy, he must have passed the test. Han Feng continued asking.
"Compared to you, it is much worse. However, compared to other geniuses, it is more than enough." Young Master Tianwang answered on Han Lei's behalf, "Twelve echoes."
Han Feng nodded in his heart. Twelve echoes was enough to prove that Han Lei's talent was very strong. Even the few geniuses who fought in the ocean only had thirteen echoes, let alone Han Lei, who was only at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight.
Han Feng had already noticed that Han Lei's bloodline was extraordinary. It was as if there was a lightning bloodline within it. Now, it seemed like it was going to slowly show itself.
"That Elder Lei also took me in as his disciple. He told me not to participate in the later tests." Han Lei's words caused Han Feng's eyes to release a trace of sharpness. Elder Lei, Hai Zhan's master?
"You don't have to worry. Since I have entered the Hongtian Academy, I will work hard to cultivate. I am not afraid of that bastard Hai Zhan. Brother Zhuo, if you can defeat him, so can I." Han Lei said with a bright smile.
Han Feng nodded slightly. Indeed, the path of martial arts was never a smooth one. Since Han Lei had made his choice, it was time for him to face the storm. Even if he was worried, it wouldn't stop him from going through the trial.
With his skill in alchemy, if he could help Han Lei, Han Lei might be able to reach the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine very soon. As long as Han Lei stayed in Hongtian Academy for a period of time and waited until he became stronger, he wouldn't need to fear the ocean battle anymore.
"No one took you as a disciple? Looks like the higher ups of the academy don't seem to take a fancy to you." A mocking voice sounded. Han Feng's sharp gaze looked over. Surprisingly, it was Hai Zhan and the others.
Hai Zhan was initially shocked when he saw Han Feng reveal such talent and combat strength. He even felt a little afraid.
However, when he came back to his senses, he found that Han Feng had only left the battle drum platform. Not a single elder stood out to accept him as their disciple. Even the vice dean of Loong Yi didn't announce that he would be exempted from participating in the later tests.
Hai Zhan didn't know the reason behind this, but he was still very willing to take this opportunity to humiliate Han Feng.
"Among the super geniuses, you have the least number of echoes. How dare you show off here?" Young Master Tianwang sneered, causing Hai Zhan's expression to become extremely unpleasant. This was his sore spot, and Young Master Tianwang had actually hit it.
When Young Master Tianwang's voice was heard, a cold snort suddenly sounded out. The super genius of Wang family, Wang Yuanfeng, had also struck out thirteen times. How could he not feel embarrassed when he heard what Young Master Tianwang said? While humiliating Hai Zhan, Young Master Tianwang also humiliated Hai Zhan.
"I heard that young master Tianwang's Intent of Devouring is incomparably powerful. I, Wang Yuanfeng, have been wanting to learn from him for a long time. However, he didn't have the chance. It seemed like he would have to find some time to learn from him. A genius who can produce eighteen echoes is truly worthy of the reputation of Gathering Manor." Wang Yuanfeng led the people of the Wang family and walked towards the scene, standing together with Hai Zhan. The two of them looked at each other as if they were somewhat familiar with each other.
"I can't wait to see you again." Young Master Tianwang replied coldly.
"When did the Hai family and the Wang family become allies?" Han Feng found it funny. The families he had offended were now standing together. It was really interesting.
However, this was good as well. If he became stronger one day and needed to settle accounts with these people, it would be more convenient and he could kill them all in one go.
"You are from Herb Medicine Pavilion?" Wang Yuanfeng looked at Han Feng with a cold gaze. He had seen the people from Herb Medicine Pavilion were very close to him. Since they were from Herb Medicine Pavilion, they were enemies, not friends.
"An elder of the Herb Medicine Pavilion." Han Feng spat out these words. His eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he was not afraid of Wang Yuanfeng at all. Similarly, since Wang Yuanfeng was a member of Wang family, he was also his enemy.
In the past, when he just stepped into the Tianfeng City, he was hunted down by the Wang family. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't need to hide his Sword Dao Will, change his appearance, and hide his identity. All of this was because of the Wang family.
Furthermore, when he stepped into the Herb Medicine Pavilion with a new face, he met Wang Zhen. Because of this, the Third Master almost lost his position in the Herb Medicine Pavilion.
However, it was also because of this that the Herb Medicine Pavilion and the Wang family had long become enemies.
The atmosphere between the two parties became more and more tense. Invisible blades clashed in the air for the second time. At this moment, 108 geniuses walked down from the battle drum platform one after another.
"Everyone," Loong Yi's dignified voice once again enveloped the entire scene, "The first round of the examination has ended. Next, those who passed the trial, those who don't want to die, just leave."