Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2691 Three heroes! (2 more)
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One day passed quickly.

And at noon the next day, the news about Qiu Duanyue's challenge to Ling Feng spread in the entire Wuzu Royal City.

"What is it for? How could someone like Senior Brother Qiu condescend to challenge a small new disciple?"

"What do you know, is Ling Feng just an ordinary new student? You probably don't know it yet, but he is a ruthless man who gained his first achievements in the northern battlefield, and he was even more fortunate to get the guidance of the high priest in the temple. It's time!"

"Fuck, how long have I been away from the city, and so many things have happened?"

"That Ling Feng is like a monster born out of nowhere. It has only been less than two months since he joined the Temple of the Witch God."

"He's a ruthless man!"

"I heard that senior brother Qiu Duanyue challenged him because Ling Feng snatched away the quota of performing martial arts from Tianhe because of his dissatisfaction."

"It turns out that there are only four places in the entire temple for Tianhe Yanwu. Senior Brother Qiu got this place with great difficulty, so he definitely won't just be convinced like this."

"This competition is worth seeing!"

Early in the morning, the entire Sacred Pillar Square was already crowded with people. It can be said that there are already many such lively things happening in the Witch God Temple.

"Damn it, it's Brother Ling's business again..."

When Sima Junting heard the news, he couldn't help laughing wryly. Now he began to understand what it was like to be obscured by an incomparably shining new star.

Any genius or evildoer is nothing in front of Ling Feng.

"Tianhe performing martial arts..."

As for the other new disciples, their focus is somewhat different.

Ling Feng had just been promoted to a disciple of the temple, and in less than two months, he obtained the qualification of Tianhe to perform martial arts.

This is enough to prove how much the high priest attaches importance to him.

All in all, no matter what kind of mentality one looks at this competition, there is no doubt that Ling Feng's name is destined to write a rich and colorful stroke in the history of the Witch God Temple.

Finally, the time limit for the appointment was getting closer and closer. As one of the two main characters in this battle, Ling Feng arrived first.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ling Feng walked up the ring step by step, without extra tricks or the slightest show off, just like an ordinary person, step by step, up the ladder of the ring.

"This little junior, it's not easy!"

"interesting."

"No wonder the high priest asked him to replace Qiu Duanyue."

On a tall building in the distance, three figures, two men and one woman, stood side by side, looking at the arena in Shengzhu Square.

These three people are the other three people who are so-called qualified to practice martial arts from Tianhe.

They didn't pay much attention to this competition at first, although Qiu Duanyue, like them, had obtained the qualification to participate in Tianhe's martial arts performance.

But unlike them, they rely on talent and strength, while Qiu Duanyue basically relies on boiling, boiling disciples who are stronger than him to death, or boiling elders.

In terms of qualifications, Qiu Duanyue was not on the same level as them.

Therefore, the three of them are called the Three Heroes of the younger generation, and their momentum is close to that of Duan Lingtian back then, but Qiu Duanyue, among the Three Heroes, does not have a place for him.

"This little junior has not only been blessed by the gods, but also favored by the high priest. He must not be an ordinary person."

In the center was a man in golden clothes, with a flat face, but he said slowly: "Let me see how capable the rookie who can participate in the Tianhe martial arts with the three of us is."

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"The three guys are quite strong..."

As everyone knows, when those three geniuses were sizing up Ling Feng, Ling Feng had already noticed them.

In terms of cultivation, maybe they are not much higher than other disciples, but in terms of breath, these three people are much stronger than the ordinary disciples around them.

The so-called genius, realm is never the first. For a genius, it is quite normal for the same realm to differ in strength by hundreds of thousands of miles.

Martial arts are nothing more than the spirit of cultivation, and a real strong man can already show one or two in terms of breath.

"Probably the winners of the other three places."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows. If that Qiu Duanyue had such strength, he could be his opponent even if he was so-so.

hum!
At this moment, the void trembled, and a suffocating breath swept over from the distant sky.

"I, Qiu Duanyue!"

There was a roar, like the sound of thunder exploding, and bursts of sound waves, like a gust of wind blowing, making the void rippling endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, as if a divine light flashed, the figure of Qiu Duanyue was already standing on the ring, facing Ling Feng from afar.

"Out!"

"Senior Brother Qiu appeared, I'll wipe it, that moment just now was really shocking!"

Compared with Ling Feng's way of appearing on the stage, Qiu Duanyue's two moves are indeed domineering and cool.

"You, are you Ling Feng?"

Qiu Duanyue looked at Ling Feng, his eyes sparkled with divine light, as if there was a thunder arc jumping slowly, "It doesn't look like that, I really don't know what the high priest likes about you?"

"Probably because he is a little stronger than you."

Ling Feng shrugged and smiled lightly.

The muscles on Qiu Duanyue's face twisted for a while, he clenched his fists, and said coldly: "I have no grievances with you, and I don't want to hurt you! Well, you go and tell the high priest to return the quota to me. Between you and me, you can turn hostility into friendship, and I can give you an additional 1000 million high-grade Yuanjing, how about it?"

"I have no grievances with you, why do you rub your IQ on the ground?"

Ling Feng glanced at Qiu Duanyue, "Did you forget to bring your brain when you went out?"

Qiu Duanyue was so angry that Ling Feng gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, "Boy, you are forcing me!"

"Am I forcing you?"

Ling Feng jokingly smiled, "How about this, how about a bet?"

Qiu Duanyue's expression softened slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "How do you bet?"

"Since there is going to be a battle, how can we do without the lottery? If you win, the spot will be returned to you. Of course, there is nothing to say, but if you lose, what can you give me?"

Ling Feng squinted and smiled, and laid an ambush first.

"Joke, I will lose?"

Qiu Duanyue sneered, "If I lose, it's up to you!"

"What to deal with, we are all brothers in the same school, it hurts too much."

Ling Feng grinned and said, "Well, if senior brother loses, I can't let senior brother do anything that hurts his self-esteem too much. Just pay me 10 billion yuan. What do you think?"

"One billion, maybe ten..."

Qiu Duanyue first smiled, then suddenly realized, "How much did you say?"

"One billion?"

Ling Feng feigned a look of astonishment, "Why, do you think it's too little, brother? That's right. As a genius with the highest qualifications in the Temple of the Witch God, and also experienced in many battles, a genius with outstanding strength, a billion dollars is still a big deal for senior brother." A little less, or let's add some, 50 billion, right?"

(End of this chapter)