Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

2Cao Yu held the first jade plate in his hand and was the first one to challenge Xu Wang.    3

    

One had to admit that Xu Wang's Illusion Divine Crest was quite powerful, but it was a pity that Cao Yu had an extremely terrifying offensive strength. He had broken through thousands of techniques with just a single strike, and in the end, he had won.    

    

After Cao Yu, the second person was Ying Tiankuang. In the eyes of the crowd, this person was definitely even more terrifying than Cao Yu.    

    

Ying Tiankuang's silhouette rolled down onto the fighting stage, and it seemed as if his entire body was covered in divine patterns. He looked straight ahead with an extremely arrogant expression, but he still spat out a few words.    

    

"Number ten, Yuen Lieh."    

    

These words were like a bolt of lightning striking Yuen Lieh's body, causing his expression to freeze. Why was it him?    

    

Among the top twenty people, almost no one wanted to meet Ying Tiankuang, because if they did, the result would be an additional defeat.    

    

However, the rules were laid out there. The top ten had the right to challenge him. The ten people who were ranked lower seemed to be slightly weaker, and could only accept the challenge passively. Only those who were truly powerful and had the ability to suppress all others would not be kicked out.    

    

Yuen Lieh originally thought that he had the right to challenge Ying Tiankuang, but Ying Tiankuang's battle would definitely cause him to lose another battle. In this round, there would be no chance for him to challenge Ying Tiankuang.    

    

"Come up." Ying Tiankuang spat out another word. Fong Loong's facial expression changed slightly, as if he wanted to persuade Yuen Lieh to join the battle.    

    

Yuen Lieh braced himself and stepped onto the fighting stage. In the face of a perfect Second Order Divine Pattern Master, the pressure on him could be imagined. This was equivalent to a battle with his master. There was almost no suspense about the outcome of the battle.    

    

"I'll let you fight first." Ying Tiankuang's tone was flat, but anyone could hear his arrogance. He even disdained to attack first.    

    

"Then I won't be polite anymore." Yuen Lieh's palm trembled, and a Divine Vein condensed on it. He raised his hand and unleashed a flaming wheel towards Ying Tiankuang. It was like a scorching sun, and it was emitting a scorching and terrifying Qi. The flames rolled, as if they were going to burn Ying Tiankuang to ashes.    

    

Ying Tiankuang's expression didn't change at all in the face of this scorching Qi. He casually threw a punch, as if a world-shaking divine pattern was engraved on his fist. Divine light flickered, and a dazzling light flashed out. It pierced through the fiery wheels one after another. It was indestructible.    

    

"Sure enough, I wasn't mistaken." Ying Tiankuang seemed to be trying to verify his thoughts as he punched out once again. Above his fist was a terrifying Divine Crest. It could be said that he had utilized the power of the Divine Crest to an extreme.    

    

This punch was much more terrifying than the previous one. It was overbearing and powerful, as if it was going to pierce through the heavens and earth. Yuen Lieh's fingers trembled as he inscribed a powerful Fire Divine Crest. The flames that filled the sky swept out, but they were still unable to block the attack of this punch. Seeing that the punch was about to land on his body, Yuen Lieh gritted his teeth. He jumped off the fighting stage and said, "I admit defeat."    

    

If it was anyone else, they might look down on the one who admitted defeat, but Yuen Lieh was different. His opponent was Ying Tiankuang, who had no weaknesses and was insufferably arrogant. It was normal for him to admit defeat.    

    

Ying Tiankuang seemed to have expected this. He walked down the fighting stage slowly. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that in fact, Ying Tiankuang could defeat Yuen Lieh with one punch, but he had used two punches.    

    

In fact, if it wasn't for Ying Tiankuang wanting to verify his conjecture... He really didn't need to use a second punch. He just wanted to see. If the one you chose doesn't deserve to be in the top ten, after the first punch, he understood his own conjecture. It was correct, so the second punch was merciless. Solved his opponent.    

    

"Ying Tiankuang's fist contains overbearing and offensive Divine Crest, and it's the amplification of both Divine Crest. This caused the power of this punch to be extraordinary. It was an ordinary Great Perfection Divine Pattern Master. It's really hard to follow." Han Feng thought to himself after watching the battle. Ying Tiankuang's name was not only wild, but also wild. His strength was indeed powerful, and he had the right to be arrogant.    

    

In the third battle, Sikou Bailian went up the stage and challenged Tian Mong, the eleventh jade plate.    

    

Sikou Bailian's body was filled with a sharp aura, and he was good at carving divine patterns. Every divine pattern attack was like a divine weapon that had been tempered countless times, and it was extremely difficult for his opponent to defend against it.    

    

As for the person he invited to fight, Tian Mong, he was also a disciple of an elder. His strength was extraordinary, and he had once used the Divine Pattern Arts to fight a Peak iof Earth Energy Stage warrior. Now, after a period of time, his achievements would surely improve by leaps and bounds.    

    

However, what shocked everyone was that Sikou Bailian had knocked Tian Mong off the fighting stage with a single strike. He was extremely domineering.    

    

"It seems like this Sikou Bailian is going to catch up with Ying Tiankuang in terms of Qi." Han Feng smiled in his heart. Obviously, Sikou Bailian had used 90% of his strength. He had just defeated his opponent with a single strike. A normal martial artist would not do such a thing. Then, there was only one possibility.    

    

Sikou Bailian did not want to lose to Ying Tiankuang, so he chased after Ying Tiankuang in terms of imposing manner. If Ying Tiankuang defeated his opponent with two punches, then he would strike.    

    

"Your disciple has been trained well. I think he must have a very high level of skill in weapon forging." On the spectating platform, the Lord of Zhaotian praised Sikou Bailian's master. This disciple was indeed extraordinary. One could tell from his attack that his skill in artifact forging must be very high as well.    

    

"You flatter me, Manor Lord. This disciple of mine failed to live up to expectations and forged a spirit artifact. So-so. " Sikou Bailian's master said with a smile, not exaggerating in front of the Manor Lord. After all, the Prefecture Master's disciple, Cao Yu, wasn't any weaker than his disciple.    

    

In the fourth match, Jia Wuyou went onto the stage. He had an ordinary appearance. If he was placed in the crowd, he wouldn't be eye-catching. However, when he stood on the stage, he exuded a powerful aura that made the crowd freeze.    

    

"I heard that Jia Wuyou is also a personal disciple of an elder of the Prefecture, but he is different from the others. The elder brought him to travel around the world. If it wasn't for the sake of the King's Banquet, he wouldn't have returned so early. As for his true strength, I'm not very clear about it. " Qing Feng introduced. After Han Feng heard her, he nodded slightly. Traveling the mountains and rivers. It could open up the mind of a martial artist. When cultivating, it should not be weak.    

    

The person Jia Wuyou challenged was the seventeenth jade plate, the Year Dust.    

    

"I didn't expect him to advance as well." Han Feng looked at Nian Chen who was slowly stepping onto the fighting stage and laughed in his heart. This man had also passed the first round. This meant that he was the only one who had lost.    

    

"Let's begin."    

    

As Fong Loong's announcement ended, Jia Wuyou instantly started inscribing large success Divine Inscriptions. Nian Shichen frantically condensed the power of the Divine Crest, wanting to prove his own strength. One after another, terrifying spears shot out, but it was as if Jia Wuyou was really carefree and carefree. With a clap of his hands, the Divine Inscription diagram took shape, and in an instant, it transformed into a divine runic symbol. Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription, Divine Inscription. The battle platform seemed to have transformed into a magnificent mountain range, magnificent and magnificent. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he soared up into the air, soaring up into the skies. His silhouette flickered as he soared up into the skies, soaring up into the skies.    

    

Jia Wuyou waved his palm, drawing upon the power of the Divine Inscription, causing the green mountain to be lifted up by him. He pressed down on the long spears, directly shattering them into powder. After that, his palm trembled once more, and the magnificent river began to surge wildly. It was just like a roaring dragon as it rolled and surged towards the New Year Dust.    

    

A trace of fear was revealed in Nian Shi Chen's eyes. He suddenly realized that there was still a huge gap between him and a true god 's favored figure. This time around, he might not be able to enter the top ten.    

    

Numerous water dragons rushed towards Nian Shi Chen furiously. An endless amount of evil energy was surging around Nian Shi Chen's body. It was as if there were many golden-armored God of War stepping out violently, but they were still destroyed. The terrifying waves of the river slammed him down below the fighting stage.    

    

Jia Wuyou had won.    

    

The top four fighters had all made their moves, and they had won all four of their matches.    

    

Next, Zhao Mingxuan stepped onto the fighting stage in high spirits, as if he was going to crush his opponent with the momentum of the top four fighters.    

    

"I wonder who Zhao Mingxuan will choose?" Everyone thought to themselves. This Zhao Mingxuan was extremely terrifying. He was someone who could compete with Sikou Bailian and the others for the top three positions. If he encountered him, he would definitely lose.    

    

Zhao Mingxuan's eyes swept across the crowd and finally fixed on one of them.    

    

Thirteenth jade plate, Han Feng.    

    

Han Feng stepped onto the fighting stage. Surging Devil Dao energy surged around his body, making him look like a Devil Dao Divine Pattern Master that could engrave the peerless Devil King Divine Crest.    

    

"He actually chose Han Feng?" Some people were slightly surprised. Han Feng seemed to be someone who had a chance of entering the top ten. It wasn't beneficial for Han Feng to clash with him so early in the morning.    

    

"Zhao Mingxuan's attainments in the Divine Crest are slightly superior to mine. He should be able to defeat Han Feng." A cold smile flashed across Jing Shengjie's eyes. If it was someone else who fought Han Feng... However, the person in front of him... It was Zhao Mingxuan. He could easily crush Han Feng.    

    

"I didn't expect these two little fellows to meet so soon." Zhao Mingxuan's master didn't expect Zhao Mingxuan to choose either. He was slightly surprised.    

    

"Perfect, let's see how good the two little fellows are." Elder Mo responded with a smile.    

    

"The person Elder Mo likes should not be too bad." A smile also emerged on Zhao Mingxuan's master's face, but in his heart... He didn't think that way. He had confidence in his disciple. Defeating someone who had just entered the Zhaotian Sect shouldn't be too difficult.    

    

"I heard that you have a small reputation in the Iron Sword City, and that you have just entered the Zhaotian Sect. There aren't many people who can create such a commotion." Zhao Mingxuan had heard about some things about Han Feng in the Eastern Region, although it wasn't very detailed. However, he also knew that Han Feng had some skills.    

    

"You flatter me." Han Feng didn't understand. What did Zhao Mingxuan mean by this?    

    

"However, you should know your own limitations. Your talent... Perhaps it's not bad, but it hasn't been long since you entered the Zhaotian Sect. If you want to enter the top ten... Absolutely no chance. Then, why don't you ask me yourself? That will save me the trouble of wasting my energy. " Zhao Mingxuan continued.    

    

This time, Han Feng finally understood Zhao Mingxuan's intention. Asking him to admit defeat was ridiculous.    

    

"I naturally know my own limitations." Han Feng said with a smile, causing Zhao Mingxuan to laugh as well. It seemed like this man knew his place.    

    

"That's why I want to fight weaker people. For example, you."    

    

Han Feng said once again, but it made Zhao Mingxuan's smile stiffen.