Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

4On the fighting stage, two people were standing opposite of each other. Zhao Mingxuan's expression was ugly, and his smile was stiff. Han Feng really didn't put him in his eyes. He actually said that he was a weak person.    4

    

"It seems like you don't know your own limitations. In fact, you don't even know who your opponent is." Zhao Mingxuan's Qi gradually became fierce. It was hard for him to accept the fact that he was viewed as a weakling by an ant.    

    

In his opinion, only the top ten geniuses of the jade plates had the chance to compete with him. The rest of them were just a foil to him.    

    

"We'll know after the battle. Whether you understand or not is not up to you to decide." Han Feng was slightly angry with Zhao Mingxuan. This man was too arrogant. It was impossible for him to make Zhao Mingxuan admit defeat as soon as the battle began.    

    

Therefore, Han Feng's response wasn't polite. However, he would only know who had the right to speak after a fight.    

    

"Alright, I'll show you what true strength is." Zhao Mingxuan sneered, then raised his palm and unleashed a Golden Dragon Divine Crest. A dragon's roar echoed in the sky. The dragon shadow rolled, as if it was going to crush Han Feng with a single strike.    

    

Han Feng raised his hand and unleashed a devil fist. A rumbling sound echoed in the sky. Divine patterns condensed, and the Crazy Devil appeared. A devil that was filled with a wild and tyrannical aura roared out furiously. It collided with the mighty golden dragon, and continued forward with indomitable will. He looked down upon the world.    

    

Roar!    

    

Demon roars rolled in the air, and dragon roars echoed in the air. Two extremely powerful energies collided on the fighting stage, emitting a dazzling light. It was as if there was an endless wild wind sweeping out. Everyone covered their sleeves and waved their faces. This terrifying power seemed to be able to tear them apart.    

    

"Isn't this Han Feng good at sealing Divine Runes? Why does he also cultivate the Devil Dao Divine Runes?" Many people were puzzled. This Crazy Devil Divine Crest... Compared to sealing Divine Crest, it wasn't weak at all. It was extremely powerful. It wasn't any weaker than Zhao Mingxuan's Golden Dragon Divine Crest.    

    

"This Han Feng, just how many powerful Divine Crest Laws has he cultivated?" Someone asked. It wasn't easy to cultivate the Devil Dao Divine Crest and Sealing Divine Crest to such a level.    

    

On the spectating platform, Zhao Mingxuan's master and Mo Hsingzhao's eyes froze slightly. Zhao Mingxuan's Golden Dragon Divine Crest was within their expectations, but the Crazy Devil Divine Crest that Han Feng had inscribed... It was much stronger than what they had imagined. This kid... He had hidden it very well.    

    

The Crazy Devil seemed to be trampling on the heaven and earth, and the supreme devil might was rolling around. The golden dragon coiled around his body, and a golden light radiated from it. It was as if an immortal glow was being emitted from his body. Han Feng and Zhao Mingxuan were frantically carving divine patterns on the ground. The divine patterns on the divine patterns were shining in the sky, causing the power of the Crazy Devil and golden dragon to become even stronger. They kept colliding with each other, trying to tear each other apart.    

    

The golden light and the demonic light intertwined with each other, and a violent force rushed towards each other. Finally, two powerful forces turned into a destructive storm and swept out. Han Feng and Zhao Mingxuan immediately started drawing their defensive divine patterns, trying to neutralize the attack.    

    

Strands of sealing divine patterns appeared around Han Feng's body. Divine light flickered, causing many people to cast a sidelong glance at him. Han Feng had sealed the space around him, preventing the aftershocks from hitting him.    

    

Numerous shields appeared around Zhao Mingxuan, protecting him within. A terrifying force swept towards him, shattering the shield in an instant. His body was pushed to the bottom of the fighting stage. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his right hand trembled slightly.    

    

"Zhao Mingxuan has lost." Everyone's hearts were trembling. Zhao Mingxuan and Han Feng were fighting fiercely, but Zhao Mingxuan was actually at a disadvantage, and was defeated by Han Feng.    

    

Zhao Mingxuan's master almost stood up. He couldn't believe this scene. His proud disciple, Zhao Mingxuan, had actually lost. Furthermore, he had lost completely, leaving him with nothing to say.    

    

At this moment, he felt incomparably lucky. Fortunately, he didn't bet or make any wild claims with Mo Hsingzhao. Otherwise, he would really have lost his face.    

    

"Now, do you still think that you are high and mighty, and that you want me to admit defeat on my own accord?" Han Feng sneered at Zhao Mingxuan. The latter's expression was incomparably stiff. He had lost. He had become the first person to take the initiative to challenge and lose the first time since the start of the second round.    

    

"It seems like there is a mistake in my evaluation of Zhao Mingxuan." Many people curled their lips. They initially thought that Zhao Mingxuan was a god 's favored that could be on par with Cao Yu and the others, but now, it seemed like he was not even as good as Han Feng.    

    

However, they obviously did not consider that Han Feng might be an existence that surpassed Cao Yu and the others.    

    

After Han Feng stepped off the fighting stage, another figure quickly stepped onto the sixth jade plate, Faang Hongxuan.    

    

This Faang Hongxuan held a folding fan in his hand, and his face was quite straight. He looked extremely refined, but everyone knew what kind of terrifying combat strength he possessed under his refined face.    

    

"Miss Wu Meng, please." Faang Hongxuan invited Wu Meng to fight.    

    

Wu Meng, the twelfth jade plate.    

    

As the only girl in the top twenty, Wu Meng, she naturally attracted a lot of heated gazes. Many young men and men even thought: If they could connect with Wu Meng, the two of them would exchange pointers. Discussing Divine Inscriptions might be a wonderful thing.    

    

Furthermore, although this Wu Meng could not be said to be an outstanding beauty, her skin was white, as if it could be broken by a breeze. Her facial features were exquisite, and her entire body emitted a cold aura. She could be considered a beauty.    

    

Hence, in the Zhaotian Sect, there was a young man who adored Wu Meng. However, Wu Meng rarely showed herself and her master was also very rare. She was the only female Rank Three Divine Pattern Master in Zhaotian Sect, and she had always been with her. No one dared to disturb her.    

    

"It's been a long time since I last saw young lady, and her beauty has become even more beautiful, causing me to fall in love with her even more." Faang Hongxuan was polite and said with a smile.    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately caused several black lines to appear on the foreheads of many people. This Faang Hongxuan actually confessed to Wu Meng on the fighting stage?    

    

This Faang Hongxuan did not seem to be so indecent normally, right?    

    

"This fellow is somewhat similar to Tianwang." Han Feng secretly laughed in his heart. Could it be that these young masters were all this dissolute and dissolute in their bones?    

    

"What is this guy talking about?" Wu Meng's ears turned red. In front of so many people, Faang Hongxuan could even say such words. How could she stay in Zhaotian Sect in the future?    

    

"Miss, can you agree to my request?" Faang Hongxuan continued to speak. Wu Meng's face was so red that it seemed like water could drip down. It made her look even more charming.    

    

"There are rumors in Zhaotian Sect that Faang Hongxuan has always wanted Wu Meng. I never thought that the rumors would be true." Qing Feng said in a low voice.    

    

"What about you? Who are you interested in?" Sun Tianwang held Qing Feng's hand tightly and asked in a low voice.    

    

Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the fighting stage at this moment. Otherwise, if they noticed Qing Feng holding hands with a man, it was likely that it would cause another wave.    

    

"I am interested in a crafty person." Qing Feng shyly lowered her head, causing Sun Tianwang to laugh evilly.    

    

Wu Meng's master naturally sat on the spectator stand as well. When she heard Faang Hongxuan's confession, she didn't know if she should be happy for her disciple. On the other hand, Faang Hongxuan's master was very happy. He smiled at Wu Meng's master and said. "From now on, we will be in-laws..."    

    

"Let's talk about these things after we get off the fighting stage." Wu Meng gritted her teeth and said in a low voice. She did not have any unintentional feelings towards Faang Hongxuan, but now was not the time to talk about this matter!    

    

"You want to talk about it after getting off the fighting stage?" Faang Hongxuan smiled. Then, under the dumbfounded gazes of the crowd, he slowly walked off the fighting stage.    

    

"Wu Meng, victory!" Fong Loong was the first to react and announced.    

    

Only then did the crowd come back to their senses. Faang Hongxuan had actually given Wu Meng a victory. This friendship was very rare.    

    

In the martial arts, everyone pursued strength and strength. Their status was high: wealth, reputation, status, beauty. Everything was there. Love did not seem to be so precious. It was precisely because of this that when a clean and beautiful relationship appeared before the eyes of the world... It was often able to make everyone yearn for it.    

    

In the second round of the examination, if one had a lot of failures, they would not be able to get into the top ten. However, Faang Hongxuan still gave his victory to Wu Meng. If he said that he was not sincere towards Wu Meng, most people would not believe him.    

    

"This stupid kid." Faang Hongxuan's master smiled bitterly. Faang Hongxuan's strength must have surpassed Wu Meng's. Unfortunately, the word "love" was too difficult to understand. This little guy wanted to give it to him. Let him give it away. If he could win the heart of a beauty... It was also a matter of beauty.    

    

"Wu Meng, let's go." Seeing Wu Meng still in a daze on the fighting stage, Fong Loong couldn't help but remind her. Today's matter was too unexpected.    

    

"Oh? En." Wu Meng woke up and saw Faang Hongxuan winking at her from below the stage. She could not help but burst out laughing. Her smile added to her beauty.    

    

Walking down from the fighting stage, Wu Meng was pulled to the side by Faang Hongxuan. She started whispering, causing everyone to laugh, but Faang Hongxuan didn't care at all. What he wanted was only the beauty in front of him.    

    

"It's a good match." Han Feng sighed with emotion. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Lin Shuang. What would this young girl, who was like a Heavenly Immortal, do now? Was she also thinking of him?    

    

Ten thousand miles away, a white-clothed girl was dancing under a lush willow tree. The frost and frost covered the sky, and the willow catkins fluttered in the wind. Each sword thrust was extremely beautiful, and it made people exclaim in admiration.    

    

All of a sudden, the sword of the girl in white stopped moving. Her eyes looked towards the direction of Iron Sword City which was thousands of miles away. She murmured, "Are you alright?"    

    

"I have to put in more effort in my cultivation. When you come back, I will give you a surprise!"    

    

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the girl's face. Han Feng was an abnormal cultivator. She couldn't afford to lose too much to him!    

    

An electric current suddenly flashed in Han Feng's heart. It was as if he had sensed something. It was as if there were two wills of longing that were quietly converging...    

    

When he regained his senses, another person had already stepped onto the fighting stage. Fong Jue, his jade plate number seven.    

    

Everyone could not help but feel curious. Who would this Fong Jue challenge, and what would the result be?    

    

Initially, everyone thought that the person who ranked near the top of the jade plate... However, after two consecutive failures, they were not so sure. Of course, the reason for these two failures was different. Zhao Mingxuan lost after the great battle with Han Feng. It was purely because he was not strong enough. However, Faang Hongxuan was willing to give up his battle record for the sake of the beauty.    

    

The way he gave his battle record was not against the rules. After all, if someone really wanted to lose, could he still stop it?    

    

"Come up." Fong Jue pointed at a person. That person's expression turned serious, and he immediately stepped onto the fighting stage.    

    

When he saw the person who was challenged, Han Feng's spirit was immediately lifted.    

    

"Jing Shengjie? Interesting."