Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Stealing your big head, ghost!" Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said grumpily.

"Hehe, you’re so young, practically a little monster. No wonder I’d guess that."

Xiao Juanyun grinned. But thinking back to the first time he met Ling Feng was in Sunset Ancient City. If Ling Feng had really been reborn through body seizing, it would have been impossible for him to enter Sunset Ancient City.

Indeed, in this world of evildoers, there’s always someone more wicked!

"Second match, Xiao Juanyun versus Zhuge Wan’er!"

The referee loudly announced the roster. Hearing Zhuge Wan’er’s name, Xiao Juanyun immediately looked disheartened, and said dejectedly, "I’m done for, done for, Brother Ling, it seems my luck has run out!"

Ling Feng punched him on the shoulder and laughed, "I say, Brother Xiao, you’re not going to wet your pants just seeing a woman, are you?"

"Pfft! You’re the one who wets their pants!"

Xiao Juanyun rolled his eyes, then sighed lightly, "Zhuge Wan’er’s strength is indeed superior to mine, that’s a fact I must admit. However, I’ve also improved quite a bit lately, at least..."

Xiao Juanyun clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, "At least I have to withstand more than ten of her moves!"

Ling Feng puckered his lips. Zhuge Wan’er was indeed strong, and there was practically no chance for Xiao Juanyun to win against her, even lasting ten moves might be difficult.

Very soon, both sides were on stage.

Zhuge Wan’er still used her most adept Frost Rules, while Xiao Juanyun was practically crushed under the Attribute Rules. The outcome of this match was a foregone conclusion.

However, this guy really is a tough warrior, he gritted his teeth and held on for a full ten moves against Zhuge Wan’er. Though he was injured all over, his astonishing combat will even seemed to move Zhuge Wan’er a bit.

On the high platform.

"Elder Xiao, your family’s boy has quite the spirit."

Zhuge Qingtian slightly nodded. Xiao Juanyun had good talent, and being from the Xiao Family, he wasn’t lacking in resources. With such determination, he would surely become a powerful figure one day.

The Elder of the Xiao Family shook his head with a smile, "Compared to your Zhuge family’s young girl, he still falls short!"

Still, despite the words, the Xiao Family elder’s face showed a hint of satisfaction, clearly pleased with Xiao Juanyun’s performance.

...

Due to his heavy injuries, Xiao Juanyun was carried up standing and brought down lying down this time.

The staff at Xuanjian Villa quickly brought a stretcher to take Xiao Juanyun down for treatment, and Ling Feng hurriedly went to check on him.

Fortunately, this guy seemed to have thick skin and flesh. While his wounds looked scary, none of them were critical.

"Hehe, how about it, Brother Ling? I, Xiao Juanyun, said it’d be ten moves, and it was ten moves!"

Seeing Ling Feng, Xiao Juanyun grinned, but given his miserable state, his smile looked more like a grimace.

"Wow, you’re really awesome!" Ling Feng patted his shoulder a few times, making Xiao Juanyun wince in pain.

"Ouch!"

Xiao Juanyun sucked in a cold breath, "I say, Brother Ling, compliment me if you like, but keep your hands to yourself!"

"I’ve checked, your injuries aren’t fatal! You should thank Zhuge Wan’er; she went easy on you!"

Ling Feng touched his nose, knowing that Zhuge Wan’er seemed icy cold but was not truly ruthless.

"Maybe it’s because she thinks I’m handsome."

Xiao Juanyun shamelessly laughed again, "Brother Ling, I can’t continue to fight in the ring, don’t forget the promise you made me!"

Ling Feng understood, nodding with a smile, "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your third brother for you!"

"That’s great!"

Only then did Xiao Juanyun breathe a sigh of relief as he was carried away on the stretcher. Although his injuries weren’t too serious, he would need a few days of rest.

At this point, the third match on stage had already begun.

The competitors were Xiao Yi and a young lad from the Linghu Family.

Though this Xiao Yi was somewhat arrogant, his swordsmanship was undeniably impressive, dispatching his opponent without much effort.

Seeing Xiao Juanyun being carried away, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but sneer, muttering in a low voice, "Trash, just trash!"

The competition continued.

Finally, the seventh match began, and Ling Feng stepped onto the stage. His opponent was a martial artist from the Tie Family, named Tie Yan.

Ling Feng remembered Xiao Juanyun had told him about Tie Yan, describing him as quite the formidable character.

"Were you the one who easily defeated my useless cousin during the Sword Pavilion contest?"

As soon as both parties stepped on stage, the atmosphere became tense, and Tie Yan’s eyes glowed with a fierce light, like they could shoot out at any moment.

"You’re talking about Tie Shanha, right?" Ling Feng recalled how he had punched a loudmouth at his Sword Pavilion, that person seemed to be called Tie Shanha.

"What, are you here for revenge?"

Ling Feng shrugged, "If so, come on then!"

"Revenge?" Tie Yan scoffed. "If one is not as skilled as others, what’s the point of revenge?"

With that, Tie Yan took out a massive black heavy sword—or rather, something resembling a sword—from his Spirit Storage Ring. It was more like a giant iron pillar!

Over three meters long and more than two feet wide, what kind of sword is this?

Even big-bodied Tie Yan had to use both hands to barely hold this massive iron pillar!

"Kid, I want to test my strength against you!"

Tie Yan shouted, his voice booming, as he wielded the giant iron pillar like a giant ape. With a gentle step, the entire Xuanjian Villa seemed to tremble violently.

Ling Feng’s mouth twitched. Is this guy really a swordsman?

Isn’t this weapon against the rules?

Ling Feng discreetly clenched his fist and took out Ten Directions Annihilation. "Well then, bring it on!"

The next instant, under the horrified eyes of the audience, Ten Directions Annihilation’s form suddenly grew. From a seven-foot long sword, it expanded to over three meters.

Indeed, weapons that reached the Peak Holy Artifact level could freely change size with the infusion of Elemental Power, so it wasn’t anything peculiar.

"Hehe, feels good!"

Seeing Ling Feng enlarge his weapon, Tie Yan roared and swung his giant sword-like iron pillar down towards Ling Feng’s head.

Just that giant iron pillar alone might weigh millions of pounds, and coupled with Tie Yan’s terrifying strength, when Ling Feng blocked with his sword, there was a massive crashing sound. The terrifying sound wave erupted, causing a brief deafness across the entire arena.

Crack!

The surface of the platform fractured inch by inch. Ling Feng and Tie Yan each stepped back a few paces; this initial clash of strength was a draw.

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