C277 Last Spot
C277 Last Spot
Han Feng pointed out his finger. The light of the seal glittered. Numerous ancient divine patterns hovered in the sky, turning into a terrifying seal attack that wanted to seal the ancient Buddha.
"Suppress!" Jing Shengjie pointed his finger out. In an instant, numerous ancient Buddha silhouettes rushed out. They condensed into a terrifying attacking force that pressed down on Han Feng crazily. If he was hit, it was as if he would really be suppressed to the point of eternal damnation.
"Using the Ancient Buddha Divine Crest and the Suppression Divine Crest at the same time?" When the Lord of Zhaotian saw this scene, it whispered. Many of the elders also noticed that the combination of the two Divine Crest was indeed very powerful.
"I never thought that Jing Shengjie's talent would be so strong. I didn't attach much importance to him in the past." An elder said with a smile. Although Jing Shengjie wasn't his disciple, the addition of a god 's favored in Zhaotian Sect was a good thing for everyone.
"This Han Feng isn't bad either. It's already very rare for him to be able to cultivate the Divine Vein to such an extent." Another elder of the Prefecture admired Han Feng's Divine Vein Seal and praised him.
"I wonder what Sword Lord of Ling Mountain thinks?" The Lord of Zhaotian shifted his gaze to Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. The latter had a prestigious status and status, so he naturally wanted to see Sword Lord of Ling Mountain's opinion.
"That ancient Buddha phantom contains an extremely powerful force. The power of his attack isn't any weaker than some Peak iof Earth Energy Stage god 's favored. Zhaotian Sect must nurture such a god 's favored. " Sword Lord of Ling Mountain said with a smile. The 'god 's favored figure' he was referring to was naturally Jing Shengjie.
"Could it be that Han Feng's talent is not enough to enter the eyes of the Sword Master?" The Lord of Zhaotian was slightly puzzled. Up until now, Han Feng's combat strength hadn't been fully revealed. Furthermore, he had won every battle, and even the Lord of Zhaotian admired him.
However, Sword Lord of Ling Mountain only praised Jing Shengjie, as if he didn't care about Han Feng's talent and potential.
Of course, Sword Lord of Ling Mountain wouldn't praise Han Feng, but since the Lord of Zhaotian asked this question... He couldn't express his thoughts about Han Feng either. He could only hear his indifferent voice. "Sealing the Divine Crest is indeed not bad, but sealing isn't the strongest power, right? Perhaps someone can break the seal? "
The Lord of Zhaotian could tell the meaning behind Sword Lord of Ling Mountain's words, but it was inconvenient for him to ask. He could only think in his heart. Sword Lord of Ling Mountain did not say that Han Feng could not do it. Instead, he mentioned the power of the seal. It could not seal everything. Someone could break the seal.
If someone could break the seal, Han Feng would be defeated. In a sense, Sword Lord of Ling Mountain didn't think highly of Han Feng.
However, Sword Lord of Ling Mountain didn't make it clear who the winner was. Even if Han Feng won, it wouldn't hurt his reputation. There would only be some elders who would criticize him in their hearts.
At this moment, on the fighting stage, the ancient Buddha was still suppressing Han Feng. Han Feng's entire body was covered with divine patterns, and the light of the seal was boundless. It was as if he was a god of seal, and with a wave of his hand, he could seal the heaven and earth.
"Han Feng, get off the fighting stage!" Jing Shengjie struck out with his palm, and a golden wave of Sanskrit swept fiercely towards Han Feng. The entire fighting stage was covered with divine patterns of Buddha.
"Those who are weak should get down from the fighting stage. Obviously, it's not me." Han Feng was still calm. He waved his sword and a three-foot-long blade slashed across the air. The sealing divine pattern turned into an ancient diagram and surged out violently. In an instant, the Sanskrit waves no longer had the lustre of the Sanskrit. The light of the ancient Buddha also dimmed. Han Feng pointed his sword. The light of the seal swept across, as if it had sealed the entire space.
"Seal!" Han Feng's sword was engraved with complicated patterns. A moment later, the light of the divine pattern lit up the void. Jing Shengjie's expression changed drastically, and he hastily retreated. However, Han Feng's sword was still wrapped with the power of the seal. With a swing of the long sword, Jing Shengjie's path of retreat was sealed. His face trembled. He pointed his finger, trying to condense the power of the ancient Buddha. However, a supreme Ancient Sealing Picture descended and sealed his attack.
Jing Shengjie finally realized how terrifying his opponent was when he felt the suffocating power descending on him. He had cultivated the Divine Vein to perfection, and even his soul force had been sealed.
In the void, the ancient Buddha had lost the support of the soul force. It had turned into a phantom and returned to the world. Jing Shengjie's face was ashen. He had lost this battle in the end.
Jing Shengjie had thought about fighting Han Feng many times. He wanted to fight Miss Qing Feng. He wanted to defeat her in a domineering manner because of her. From the beginning... Jing Shengjie had looked down on Han Feng, and refused to accept his existence. Even though Han Feng's performance was getting more and more outstanding, in Jing Shengjie's heart, he still had a sense of pride. He always thought that... No matter how strong Han Feng was, he couldn't be compared to him.
But now, this pride was ruthlessly broken. The high and mighty feeling he had in his heart was gone.
Jing Shengjie looked at the crowd. In an inconspicuous corner, Qing Feng, who was as beautiful as a flower, was standing there. Beside her, there was a man who was holding her hand tightly. He looked incomparably happy.
"Perhaps, I was wrong from the beginning." Jing Shengjie smiled bitterly. He was born in a prestigious family in Iron Sword City. Besides, he was also accepted as a disciple by an elder when he cultivated in Zhaotian Sect. He had never felt defeated like this before.
He sat on the fighting stage paralyzed, his eyes filled with confusion. This was the first time he felt so depressed about himself.
"Sheng Jie." At this moment, in the distance, an elder slowly walked over. His white beard fluttered in the wind, causing the eyes of everyone to narrow. This was Jing Shengjie's master.
"Master?" Jing Shengjie lifted his eyes and looked at the old man who was walking over. He felt a sense of helplessness.
"Karmic Barrier, Karmic Barrier!" The elder sighed. His disciple was actually quite talented, but it was a pity that there were some problems with his disposition. If he didn't remove the Karmic Barrier, there would definitely be great obstacles in his future cultivation.
"Follow me, the examination will continue. There's no point." When the elder saw the disappointment in his disciple, he couldn't bear it. With Jing Shengjie's current condition... Obviously, it wasn't suitable for him to continue participating in the examination. It would be a disgrace for him to stay here. He might as well bring him back to rest for a period of time.
The elder looked in the direction of Han Feng. He also knew a little about the conflict between Jing Shengjie and Han Feng. This matter was not Han Feng's fault. He did not want to blame Han Feng either. He could only blame himself for being neglectful of teaching during normal days.
"Thank you for your trouble, Master." Jing Shengjie nodded. He had lost his will to fight, and he could no longer continue fighting.
The white-bearded elder grabbed Jing Shengjie and took a step forward. The two of them soared into the sky and headed towards the Zhaotian Sect.
"Eighth one." Everyone looked at Jing Shengjie's disappearing figure and counted.
Including Jing Shengjie, there were a total of eight people who had been eliminated.
Although Jing Shengjie only had two defeats this time, with his current condition, the following battles could not be carried out. Hence, it could be considered as elimination.
At the same time, they also noticed Han Feng's battle record. He had won all five battles. It seemed like he was even more dazzling than those ranked in the top few of the jade plates.
"If I want to become a Martial Supreme, I have to have talent, disposition, hard work, and luck. I can't miss any of them. " Han Feng sighed with emotion. Jing Shengjie's strength could be said to be very strong. However, his disposition had stopped him from being arrogant and insufferably arrogant from the beginning. Now that he had become dispirited and dispirited, it undoubtedly showed his heart of martial arts. It was too fragile.
"Who said that his seal isn't strong?" The Lord of Zhaotian thought to itself, "Even the heart is sealed."
Sword Lord of Ling Mountain's expression was somewhat unnatural. The more powerful Han Feng's performance was, the greater the threat he posed to him. This was obviously something he didn't want to see.
"Qinger, was this guy really good at chasing you in the past?" In the corner, Sun Tianwang asked with a smile, causing Qing Feng's cheeks to turn slightly red. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "He is so powerful that even I am annoyed."
"However, he doesn't have the chance anymore. Let him go back and hide and cry." Sun Tianwang seemed to feel pity for Jing Shengjie, causing Qing Feng to secretly curse him. This person was too shameless. He even took advantage of her and pretended to be good!
"Alright, let's continue." He looked at Han Feng with a profound look in his eyes. What magic did this kid have to cause Jing Shengjie to end up like this?
The last battle of this round had begun.
Wai Ziran and Xu Wang stepped onto the fighting stage at the same time. The fighting stage seemed to tremble. Everyone's eyes narrowed. These two people didn't seem to be weak either.
Wai Ziran's battle record was one victory and one defeat. If he won... ___'s battle record was one victory and one defeat. If he won this battle, he would enter the top ten without any suspense. Xu Wang was a bit more miserable than him. If he lost in a battle of two defeats... If he won, then he would have to continue with the selection.
"Let's fight!" Both of them didn't say much and started the battle. Wai Ziran waved his palm, and numerous sharp swords seemed to slash through the void, piercing out black holes in the void.
However, in the next second, he discovered that Xu Wang's figure had disappeared, and the sharp swords had slashed into the empty space. Immediately after that, the scene in front of Wai Ziran changed. It was as if he wasn't standing on the fighting stage, but in a world of stars.
"Stars?" Wai Ziran looked at the endless stars in the sky, as if he was strolling in the brilliant Milky Way. There were even stars shining on his body. His eyes narrowed. How was he going to break out of this situation?
He was sure that this was an illusion, but he still needed to consider how to break this illusion.
Hiss!
A stream of light shuttled through time and arrived at an incomparably fast speed, as if it was going to pierce through Wai Ziran with a single strike.
Wai Ziran glanced at it from the corner of his eye. His reaction was also very agile. He immediately drew out a sword and canceled out this stream of light.
However, after this stream of light passed by, Wai Ziran saw several streams of light rushing towards him at the same time, as if they were going to kill him completely.
"Slash!" Wai Ziran's palm trembled once again, and countless sword Qi attacked at the same time. The starry sky was filled with killing sword Qi, as if stars had exploded, and the ray of light had lost its power.
"Break!" Wai Ziran shouted, and the Divine Inscription Chart flashed. Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart - Divine Inscription Chart! In an instant, a huge sword that was dozens of meters long appeared in front of him, and he waved the sword in his hand. He slashed forward, and countless sword shadows swept towards the starry sky at the same time. Finally, Xu Wang's figure was forced out. He had no choice but to... He had no choice but to admit defeat.
At this point, Xu Wang had already lost three times. Without Fong Loong's announcement, he was automatically eliminated.
"The ninth." Everyone counted. There was still one more spot. No one knew who it would be!