The Order of Purple Thorn

He had never seen a hotpot before, and felt that it was very strange, hence he ate it comfortably as well.

Eating the meat of Icy Flood Dragon and drinking the strong enough wine felt great, feeling that this was life.

Cui Peng called for his follower to stand in front of the Tianxuan Realm's seats and help Nan Feng deal with some of the things that needed his help from the drawing lots and calling out names.

Chen Mo, who was hosting the convention from the side of the main seat, was very envious of Cui Peng. He knew that Nan Feng's wine was very tasty, but he had something on his hands and couldn't go over.

The law enforcement of the City Lord Palace, under Chen Mo's arrangements, received the names of all the people from the various Great World s that had registered to participate in the Hundred Worlds Congress, and used their names as numbers.

The exchanges between the Cultivator s were divided into three levels, namely, the Emperor level beneath the celestial realm, as well as Feathered Immortal and the Immortal. The battle between the Emperor level and the s was purely an exchange of pointers, and the Dongxuan City took out a reward, which was given to the top three rankers.

Other than the Immortal King s' prizes that everyone knew about on the surface, there were also secret battles for the ownership of the new world between Immortal s.

Only Nan Feng was allowed to participate in Immortal level battles, while the other Great World s were extremely lively. Many Cultivator s had registered to participate, such as in Emperor level battles, and some of them had sent out six or seven people.

"They really value this exchange of pointers and exchanges!" Nan Feng said.

"Of course, Hundred Worlds Congress's gifts are rich, and every leader of the Great World has blood on them. If they didn't pay for the resources, they took the materials, so naturally they hoped that the Cultivator under them would bring the prizes back. If not for the fact that there was something special about you being allowed to participate in the battle, I doubt even the Elder Master Xuan would have allowed you to participate. " Cui Peng said.

As Nan Feng and the rest were chatting, the staff members of the City Lord Palace divided the Cultivator s that were registering into three batches and signed them according to their different levels of cultivation. Each of them had two lots to sign on, one for the staff member and one for the Participant himself.

Nan Feng's number was also brought over, it was the seventh competitor in the Immortal Level Competition.

"Xiao Hui, when you need Nan Feng to fight, shout him out." Cui Peng shouted to his attendant, and then continued to pour wine for Nan Feng.

After the preparation was completed, the Emperor Level duels started. It was a two versus two draw, the rule was that poison was not allowed to be administered, and then one side would either fall to the Arena or admit defeat, or the other side would not be able to attack.

Nan Feng and the others watched the battle while drinking wine. During the battle, Nan Feng absorbed and understood the attacks and defensive methods that others were good at.

During the Royal Cultivator's battle, Nan Feng had discovered a few ruthless people. Although they were at the Great Circle of the Emperor Level, their fighting strength was still at the Feathered Immortal level.

Currently, the most powerful one was Cultivator Hu Dong, who discovered that his original body was not human, but Fox Race.

Nan Feng shook his head, he did not like Hu Dong's style, if he could win easily, he would attack victoriously, and the scene would turn bloody, this was a matter of heart, of nature and ruthlessness.

"What? You think it's too excessive?" Seeing Nan Feng shake his head, Cui Peng asked.

"Yes, it's fine as long as he wins. There's no need to end the matter here. Change positions and think about it. If others were strong, how would others feel about treating him like this?" Nan Feng didn't hide anything. If you don't like his, then you don't like his. There was no need to say anything that went against one's will.

"He wants to add some momentum to himself so that other Opponent can meet him, and he'll be afraid of the stage before a fight even happens. This can also be considered a kind of psychological deterrence, right?!" Cui Peng said.

Nan Feng did not say anything. He felt that for people who were confident in their hearts, there was no need to do this.

The Royal Cultivator's drawing of lots continued. Although they had the rules of jumping off the Arena to save their lives, some of the weaker Emperor Participant s were killed before they could admit defeat.

Three Arena s started a draw at the same time, and only ten strongest Participant were chosen when it was night time. They were the ten strongest Emperor level Participant people this time around.

However, the system of elimination had changed the system of points. Each match had a point, and the losers would not be able to get any points. Everyone would have a chance to fight with the other nine people, and the person with the highest points would get first place.

"Nan Feng, you watched Royal Cultivator's battle this seriously?" Cui Peng looked at Nan Feng.

"Hm!" "Compare them. Let's see how they compare compared to my Royal Grade. Let's see whether they are stronger than me or weaker. Let's see what specialization they have." Nan Feng said.

Cui Peng nodded, he understood that Nan Feng's mentality was very good, with him humbly absorbing other people's strength to improve his own comprehension, ordinary people would not be able to do this.

The ten of them fought in turns, containing a lot of things, which included the allocation of tactics. For example, some of the Participant s that saw Hu Dong would admit defeat and not fight, and if they were injured, their qi aura and condition would be affected, which was not worth it.

Seeing that Hu Dong's Opponent was once again torn apart, Nan Feng sighed, "Being able to intimidate others is actually just a small path, a side street. Self-confident people wouldn't do such a thing."

Noticing the look in Nan Feng's eyes, Hu Dong looked over.

Realizing that Nan Feng was looking at him, Hu Dong snorted coldly. He looked down on Nan Feng because he believed that once he entered the realm of Immortal, he would be able to battle any Immortal.

Taking note of Hu Dong's attitude, Nan Feng laughed, he really did not mind Hu Dong's provocation, because the two were not on the same level and could not even fight each other.

The other powerful one was the Human Race woman, the Long Sword in his hands were extremely sharp, making it hard to guard against his Opponent.

"Husband, that guy is looking at you with ill intentions. What does that mean?" The Celestial King Chang Le asked.

"Maybe he doesn't like me, but that doesn't matter. I don't need him to find me pleasing to the eye." Nan Feng said with a smile.

The nine rounds of sparring was extremely quick, and the last battle was between the Human Race girl and Hu Dong.

"You'd better admit defeat. This Gongzi won't have any tender feelings for the fairer sex." Hu Dong looked at the lady from the Human Race and said.

"If you don't boast, you will die. You don't even care for the fairer sex! Who do you think you are!" The woman was disdainful towards Hu Dong's threats.

"Then die!" Hu Dong growled, the Body changed its form and rushed towards the Human Race lady after transforming.

Swish!

The Human Race girl unleashed his movement technique and started to fight with Hu Dong.