Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 30
Li Mao's number was 251, and shortly after Leng Feng's battle ended, his battle also began.

And Li Mao's opponent was an old-fashioned outer sect disciple like him, whose cultivation was at the peak of the Acquired Eighth Heaven. However, as Leng Feng expected, this battle ended very quickly.

After accepting Leng Feng's cultivation, Li Mao's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. With his cultivation at the peak of the Houtian Jiuchongtian early stage, he can easily crush ordinary cultivation bases weaker than those with only one-tenth of his combat power. his opponent.

At the same time, because of Li Mao's promotion on the star list, his momentum in the ring battle was very strong, and the attention was very high. After the victory in this battle, the reputation of Crazy Saber Li Mao immediately rose to a higher level.

"Crazy Saber Li Mao's reputation is well-deserved, such strength is really terrifying."

"I thought there would be absolutely no problem for Li Mao to enter the top [-] of the competition this time."

"However, why did Crazy Saber stay with Leng Feng's useless piece of art? I didn't pay attention to the impact."

"...!"

Standing beside Leng Feng, listening to the whispers around him, Li Mao smiled wryly: "People in the world are always easily deceived by appearances. Compared with Master, what is my strength?"

"If even the master has to be called trash, then is there any genius in this world?"

As if noticing the subtle change in Li Mao's expression, Leng Feng stopped, looked at Li Mao and said, "Remember, you are indeed very strong now. There is no need to deny this, because the art of art is the only one!"

"Is Shu Dao the only one?" Li Mao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled proudly. Indeed, the Shu Dao bestowed by his master is unparalleled in the world, and he has no right to insult Shu Dao and his master's dignity and domineering because of his lack of self-confidence.

From now on, Shu Dao will be the only avenue of his life, just like Leng Feng is the only master of his.

About an hour passed, the first round of the arena battle was over, and the next round was the second, third and so on, and as the battle progressed, the battles became more intense.

The battles between many disciples often saw blood until they were exhausted.

During this process, Leng Feng and Li Mao went through a few more fights respectively, and they all passed with ease.

Of course, because of the existence of Liulixue, each of Leng Feng's fights received great attention, and many outer disciples were waiting to see Leng Feng's good show.

Let's see who will kick Leng Feng, a good-for-nothing waste, off the ring like a dog in the end.

It's a pity that their expectations were never fulfilled, Leng Feng was like a lucky black horse, and rushed into the top [-] of the outer sect competition.

"How could this be, is this trash's luck too good?"

"Until now, there is no strong man. It's a hell to beat this trash to the ground!"

"It's a waste of such good luck to such a waste, I don't accept it."

"...!"

Many outer disciples present who had already been eliminated were filled with envy, envy and hatred for Leng Feng's ability to enter the top [-] of the Grand Competition.

This trash's life is too good, not only has the favor of the holy body, but also can get a lot of money from the sect in the outer sect competition, is there any reason for this?

Even many people from the Five Spirits and Twelve Extremes who joined Leng Feng at the same time, as well as some disciples with high-grade and middle-grade immortal roots, were very surprised.

One must know that by now, many of them had been eliminated due to bad luck, and how could Leng Feng step onto the same stage as them?
However, they didn't care too much about how long it took, because such things as luck cannot always favor Leng Feng.

At least among the top 90.00, the extremely powerful outer sect disciples accounted for more than [-]%. It is not easy to win from them.

And for those "lucky ones" like Leng Feng, the battle from now on might become their nightmare. After all, most of the powerful disciples don't like the idiots who have no strength.

Therefore, there will be no scruples between battles!

"No. 444 vs. No. 321"

"No. 251 vs. No. 77"

Leng Feng and Li Mao didn't have time to watch the battle leisurely for the time being, so their arena battle had already started from the very beginning.

Looking at each other with a smile, Leng Feng and Li Mao went to the ring respectively. This battle was just the beginning, and it would definitely not be the end of their battle.

But others don't think so, because Leng Feng's good luck seems to have really run out.

Saying goodbye to Liu Lixue who was holding the enchantress, Leng Feng stepped onto the ring, but saw a strange figure standing with a smile on the opposite side of the ring, with long and narrow arms, and a pale and delicate face, it seemed that there was no threat at all .

However, at this moment, the noisy and noisy onlookers below the ring quietly quieted down, and the expressions on their faces showed a trace of awe amidst the excitement.

Wu Guang, an old disciple of the alchemy lineage at the peak of the Houtian Eighth Heaven, with a bright silver spear in his hand, fought like a madman, capable of carrying a tripod, and once had a tyrannical record of defeating a disciple of the Nineth Heaven.

"Leng Feng, a disciple of the Shu Dao lineage, who started at the same time as one sage, five spirits and twelve poles, was called a waste, am I right?" On the ring, Wu Guang looked at Leng Feng in front of him, and said word by word .

"Hehe, you are right. It seems that you have paid attention to me before?" Leng Feng was slightly taken aback, then responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Guang waved his hands again and again: "No, I don't have the time or interest to pay attention to you, it's just because your reputation as a waste is too loud, and even I have heard some news."

"Actually, at this time, I just want to tell you that no matter whether you are trash or not, once the battle starts, I will not show mercy. Now, I will give you one last chance. If you voluntarily abstain, I think you can still keep yourself peace and face."

While speaking, Wu Guang's black eyes shone extremely coldly, and a low-grade spiritual weapon, a bright silver spear, pierced the air with murderous intent, and he was already ready to strike with all his strength.

Leng Feng smiled and did not disappoint him either. He was dressed in white and stood proudly barefooted: "Come to fight, from the moment I entered the ring, I never thought that I would be beaten by others, even you no."

"Hahaha, okay, arrogant, I hope you are not a real idiot, so that I can fight freely." With a long roar, Wu Guang flicked the silver spear in his hand and took the lead.

In an instant, the air was torn apart, his person was like lightning, his momentum was like a silver dragon, and he was unstoppable, but it was Fang who started. Marksmanship, the combination of the two, is infinitely powerful.

"Wu Guang's marksmanship has reappeared. The Silver Dragon God is mighty. He is really powerful. Now Leng Feng will be in trouble."

"Hehe, that's right, I'm afraid Leng Feng won't be able to block even one move."

"He should be lucky enough to be able to break into this place as a mere waste, but I don't know if Leng Feng will be stabbed by Wu Guang!"

"...!"

A group of outer disciples below the ring discussed excitedly. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Liulixue gently raised her hands, stroking the demon girl's silver-white soft hair, her big watery eyes were full of smiles and satisfaction, and there was a big expectation in her small heart that others didn't understand.

"After a while, everyone will know that brother Leng Feng is not a waste. These people are really annoying. Maybe only by witnessing it with our own eyes can we stop their annoying mouths."

All along, she has full confidence in Leng Feng, even though Leng Feng is regarded as a waste by everyone, Liu Lixue still does not change her original intention.

"The big bad guy is the strongest!"

Yao Ji's tail swayed from time to time, her fox eyes were half-closed and half-opened facing the ring, she deeply lamented someone's bad taste, and she had such a good time playing games with these juniors.

Fox said he couldn't understand.

"Boom!" But suddenly, there was a sound that exploded, and the arena trembled slightly in an instant, and the waves of air surged majesticly. Suddenly, in front of Leng Feng, Wu Guang's bright silver spear suddenly stopped.

No matter how hard Wu Guang tried, it was difficult to move forward.

It was a huge powerful dragon claw that grabbed Wu Guang's bright silver spear, but seeing that powerful dragon claw rippling and roaring, it was the acquired high-level martial art Panlongshou that Leng Feng had recently practiced.

Slightly smiling, Leng Feng's claws trembled slightly, and in an instant, the huge vigorous dragon claws also trembled, shaking Wu Guang's bright silver spear far away.

"Good marksmanship, now it's my turn."

After saying that, Leng Feng cast his Panlong hand and grabbed Wu Guang's figure viciously.

At this moment, Wu Guang's mind was lifted up when Leng Feng intactly resisted his one-shot gun attack.

Now he can be sure that Leng Feng is definitely not a piece of shit, and the person who spread the news is the real idiot!
If the person who can easily comprehend his marksmanship is trash, then wouldn't he and his marksmanship be even worse than trash?
"Heh, the silver dragon goes to sea." But even so, so what, he will undoubtedly win this battle.

Amidst the loud shouts, Wu Guangliang's silver gun twirled wildly and roared in his hand, bringing the unparalleled air wave gun soaring into the sky, piercing Leng Feng's Panlong hand.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!". . .

The air waves collided endlessly, and the battle between Leng Feng and Wu Guang was so powerful that it even overwhelmed the battles in other arenas at the same period, and immediately attracted the attention of other outer disciples watching the battle.

And when they realized that Wu Guang and Leng Feng were fighting in the arena, they couldn't believe it. How could the trash from the sect's rumored lineage be so strong?

It turned out that Wu Guang, who had the same reputation, was inseparable from each other. Could this be the two of them acting?
But when they saw the battle at this moment with their own eyes, they immediately wiped out their original thoughts, because it is impossible to fight like this in acting!
Leng Feng and Wu Guang were really fighting to the death in the arena!

"Has this day finally come?" Li Mao successfully ended his battle, stood beside Leng Feng's fighting ring, and muttered to himself with a smile while watching this scene.

From now on, who would dare to say that Leng Feng is a waste, and what Leng Feng is about to show is far more than what he is now.

Not only Li Mao, but other outer disciples who had finished the ring battle, Fang Tianya, Yin Qian, Bai Kun, Han Xiu, etc., all had different expressions at the same time.

Even among the elders of the peak veins, there was quite a stir.

"Huang Yun, why is this happening? Isn't this kid without immortal roots? What's going on with his current cultivation and strength?"

(End of this chapter)