Fantasy Script: I Am Invincible As A Small Handyman At The Beginning!

Early the next day.

Li Changfeng, Xiao Ming, and others followed the guidance of the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect's staff and headed towards the foot of the mountain.

As they walked, Li Changfeng looked at Lin Feng and Wang Hao with surprise and suspicion.

"How did both of you suddenly reach the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm?" Li Changfeng exclaimed, "Did you both advance?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and Wang Hao glanced at each other.

Then Lin Feng nodded and said, "I felt a sign from heaven last night and successfully advanced."

"I also reached the mid-stage realm," Wang Hao truthfully replied.

After speaking, both Lin Feng and Wang Hao's eyes revealed a look of astonishment.

"Wang Hao actually broke through the realm too. It seems this guy is not simple..." Lin Feng looked deeply at Wang Hao and thought to himself.

"Lin Feng, like me, broke through to the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm overnight. It can be seen that he is also extraordinary," Wang Hao silently pondered in his heart.

Li Changfeng didn't know what they were thinking, but after confirming their realms, a smile blossomed on his face like a chrysanthemum.

After breaking through their realms, the chances of Spirit Sword Gate winning increased slightly.

Of course, whether they could have the last laugh still depended on Xiao Ming, who had the strongest strength.

Xiao Ming remained calm and composed.

He had long been mentally prepared for Lin Feng and Wang Hao's advancement, and they were probably not just advancing in realms.

According to the original trend of their fortunes, after Wang Hao advanced, he also obtained the Heavenly Rank sword technique, the Dragon Slashing Decision.

And Lin Feng had also cultivated the Heavenly Rank physical body, the Great Sun Fire Body.

The strength of these two individuals had increased significantly compared to before.

Of course.

Even if their strength soared, they still couldn't compare to Xiao Ming, who had an overwhelmingly strong power.

After some thought, Xiao Ming opened the viewing function, and immediately, the recent fortunes of Lin Feng and Wang Hao appeared before his eyes:

Lin Feng's recent fortune one: During the Eight Sects Martial Arts Competition, there was a great possibility of obtaining the Green Spirit Lotus Seed and thus obtaining the incomplete Qinglian Sword Seed!

Recent fortune two: After the competition, he successfully gained the favor of a female elder from the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect and then joined the sect as an inner disciple.

...

Wang Hao's recent fortune one: During the Eight Sects Martial Arts Competition, there was a certain chance of obtaining the incomplete Qinglian Sword Seed.

Recent fortune two: After the competition, he joined the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect as an inner disciple.

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After reading their recent fortunes, Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes.

Whether it was Lin Feng or Wang Hao, they only had two recent fortunes, and the second one was basically the same for both of them, joining the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect as inner disciples, only the methods were different.

But the first fortune was quite different!

Lin Feng had a great chance of obtaining the Green Spirit Lotus Seed and thus obtaining the incomplete Qinglian Sword Seed.

While Wang Hao, like Xiao Ming, only had a certain chance.

"It seems the problem lies with that so-called 'Green Spirit Lotus Seed'," Xiao Ming thought to himself, "Although I have no evidence, that lotus seed must be related to the Qinglian Sword Seed!"

With this in mind, Xiao Ming secretly made up his mind to definitely snatch that lotus seed!

After a quarter of an hour.

The crowd arrived at the foot of the mountain.

They saw a huge arena at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the arena was packed with people, the majority of whom were from the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect, but there were also members from other branch sects.

Among them was Zhou Tianquan from the True Martial Sword Sect, as well as his three disciples.

Among the three disciples, Shen Bingqing, upon seeing Xiao Ming and the others arrive, glared fiercely at Xiao Ming, her eyes filled with resentment and a strong killing intent.

Xiao Ming showed no fear, his gaze piercing, and at the same time, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

The meaning was self-evident!

"Hmph!" Shen Bingqing snorted coldly, and a faint icy aura emanated from her body.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't the right time to make a move, she would have flown over and blasted Xiao Ming to pieces long ago.

From birth until now, Shen Bingqing had always had an easy time, even admired and looked up to by countless people. She had never experienced the humiliation of being slapped in the face.

She secretly vowed to take advantage of the Eight Sects Martial Arts Tournament to kill Xiao Ming and vent her hatred.

Zhou Tianquan, sensing Shen Bingqing's emotional fluctuations, furrowed his brows and said, "Ice, restrain your killing intent. That kid from the Spirit Sword Gate is not worth worrying about. The Blood Sword Hall's Blood Robed Young Master is your real enemy!"

"You have plenty of opportunities for revenge, but don't forget, the Blood Robed Young Master is your most formidable opponent!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Bingqing took a deep breath, calming her emotions, and said, "Master, rest assured, I will definitely defeat the Blood Robed Young Master and make our True Martial Sword Sect famous, becoming the true leader of the Eight Sects!"

"Good, as long as you understand." Zhou Tianquan nodded, then looked up into the distance.

In the distance were the people from the Blood Sword Hall.

There stood a young man in a blood-red robe, with a noble and handsome appearance. The only difference was that his eyes were a purplish-red color, very different from an ordinary person.

Just then, the massive arena suddenly became lively.

Many people looked up at the sky, seemingly anticipating something. Then, a group of powerful individuals flew from the top of the mountain. The leader of this group was an old man with gray hair.

The aura of this group of powerful individuals was extremely strong, with the weakest being at the Qi Manipulation Realm, and there were also many Harmonization Realm experts among them!

The old man was even more formidable, already touching upon the Transcending Tribulation stage.

Seeing the old man and his group of powerful individuals arrive, at this moment, everyone in the arena stood up and slightly lowered their heads to show respect.

"This old man has quite the presence!" Xiao Ming raised an eyebrow and then looked at Li Changfeng, asking, "Master, he should be the Sect Master of the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect, right?"

"Yes, he is Sect Master Lü Ziyang," Li Changfeng whispered, "Sect Master Lü reached the peak of the Harmonization Realm long ago. It is said that in recent years, he has taken another step forward and has reached the half-step Transcending Tribulation stage."

"Once Sect Master Lü truly reaches the Transcending Tribulation stage, the rank of the Heaven Supporting Sword Sect will automatically rise by one level, from a three-star power to a four-star major sect."

"Half-step Transcending Tribulation... impressive," Xiao Ming sighed and asked again, "How many levels are there for the sects' power on the mainland?"

"There are a total of six levels," Li Changfeng spoke without reservation, "A four-star power must have at least one expert at the Transcending Tribulation stage. To become a five-star power, there must be a Law Manifestation Realm powerhouse."

At this time, Wang Hao, who was beside them, interjected, "So, does a six-star power need to have an Immortal Martial Saint?"

However, Li Changfeng shook his head.

"No, the powers under the Immortal Martial Saint do not have star-level divisions. They are unique and are called Holy Lands!"

"Holy Lands..." Wang Hao muttered, seemingly recalling some unacceptable past, his face suddenly filled with anger.

Xiao Ming keenly noticed Wang Hao's change in expression and immediately had a guess in his mind.

Could it be that Wang Hao's Divine King Bone was forcibly taken away by some Holy Land?!