The Order of Purple Thorn

Nan Feng left the Weapons with the man holding the sword and only took his Heavenly treasure, then he cupped his hands towards the law enforcement clan elder and said, "Clan elder, he doesn't want to fight anymore, can you announce my victory?"

"Nan Feng, number seven, wins!" The Law Enforcement Elder, who was watching over the order in Arena, announced Nan Feng's victory. He then waved his hand and had the other law enforcers carry the unconscious Participant down.

"Thank you for your hard work, Elder." Once again cupping his hands at the law enforcement officer guarding the Arena, Nan Feng left the Arena.

The Enforcer looked at Nan Feng's back and nodded, he felt that Nan Feng was a little interesting.

It was true that Nan Feng robbed the resources of the loser, but he was much stronger than the others. Nan Feng did not kill them for loot, the others did it for kill.

"His big palm directly slapped the unconscious guy!" It's a little too brutal. To the other Participant, this is simply something extremely terrifying, even more frightening than those violent killing Opponent. " Shui Lingbo said.

"This Seat has already said it, he's a bastard!" The Lord of Dongxuan Domain said.

"That's good. At least he's not like some people who would kill without a deep grudge. His character is much better than most people." He knew why the Lord of Dongxuan Domain said that Nan Feng was a bastard. It was because Nan Feng cheated two of the Lord of Dongxuan Domain's ingredients and also caused the Lord of Dongxuan Domain's trouble to fail.

As Nan Feng walked towards the seating area of the Tianxuan Realm, he cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd, as if they were congratulating him in return.

Seeing Nan Feng like this, many people turned their heads, not wanting to bother with him. Nan Feng looked like he deserved a beating, but no one dared to provoke him.

Returning back to his seat, Nan Feng took a sip of water.

"He won two matches consecutively. I think two more matches should be enough for the ranking tournament." The Celestial King Chang Le said.

After the first round, there would be seventy or eighty people left. After the second round, there would be forty people, and after the third round, there would only be twenty people left. After the fourth round, there would only be ten people left to participate in the Ranking Tournament.

"These two Opponent are a little weaker, so the rest of the Opponent will become stronger and more difficult." Nan Feng said.

In reality, this was the case. In the two matches that Nan Feng had won, his Opponent was not very strong, so it was easier to obtain victory. The battles between the other Immortal s were many times more intense.

"Don't worry, they're just a melon in front of you!" The Celestial King Zi Lin said.

Don't say that. Right now, none of these people are simple characters. Nan Feng said.

Nan Feng did not know that he had already garnered the attention of many Participant, and that they were all thinking about how to fight Nan Feng when they met him.

However, Nan Feng's two battles ended quickly, and the things that were revealed were few. The others couldn't research it, so the two people that were defeated by Nan Feng were also confused.

When they were drinking tea and resting, Nan Feng had been seriously watching the other people's battles. The remaining forty people in the second round, it was possible that they would meet in the third and fourth rounds.

In the past, Nan Feng wasn't too concerned about the rankings, but after knowing that it was related to the ownership of a new world, and that the Self-examination Tower s would also be rewarded, he became serious. Because the Self-examination Tower's rewards were related to his future achievements, he had to increase his ranking quickly and rush to the top, in order to make a breakthrough to the top of the rankings, aside from understanding his own strength, he also had to understand Opponent.

Observing, Nan Feng discovered that the most powerful ones were two participants from the, the other two were the Zhenling Great World, Wanjian Great World, Xueyu Great World and a few other Cultivator s.

One of them was Mystical Monarch. His Body had reached the celestial realm, so forget about Opponent being difficult to approach under his Profound Skills, even if they were close, they would still have the ability to fight.

The other one was spiritualist, whose Body s were extremely tyrannical. They fought with overwhelming strength, so there was currently no Immortal that could fight him head on.

In the small world, Magical Beast s were called beast elementalists or Demonic Cultivator s, but that was not the case in Great World.

The people of Zhenling Great World were all Fox Race, they were more balanced, the cultivation level of Yuan Qi was Immortal's Peak, the Body were also stronger, and besides, their Soul Power was stronger, so their Fighting power was stronger.

Of the two Xueyu Great World s, one was a Mystical Monarch like Shui Qiang, and was using the ice attribute Profound Skills to its fullest extent. The other was a sword artist, a sword artist with Spatial Properties, his movement was extremely fast.

The strong point of Qianyuan Great World was speed, which allowed one to win with speed.

The people Nan Feng noticed were all ruthless, their Opponent s were either killed on the spot, or they were severely injured, especially that Mystical Monarch Yuan Taihan. His Profound Skills was of the fire attribute and Lightning Attribute, so his Opponent ended up in a miserable state, with almost no chance of surrendering, unless he did not ascend to the Arena.

The other one was a sword artist from the Xueyu Great World. His two Opponent s were both dismembered by the Bladestorm and were incomparably brutal. The other people were a bit gentler, but it was also relative.

Nan Feng poured a cup of wine for himself and gulped it down. He knew that it would be difficult to end the battle peacefully, because the Opponent was strong, so he could not do it as he pleased.

Turning his head to look at the main seat, Nan Feng saw that both the Elder Master Xuan and the Lord of Dongxuan Domain were looking at him. Nan Feng cupped his fists towards the Lord of Dongxuan Domain and nodded his head towards him.

The Elder Master Xuan smiled at Nan Feng. He was very satisfied with Nan Feng's performance, the two matches where Nan Feng won were very relaxed, he hoped that Nan Feng could achieve good results. Of course, if he lost, would not force him.

Furthermore, the Elder Master Xuan felt somewhat guilty about what had happened to the Tianxuan Realm. He ordered the to be stopped from fighting so that Nan Feng could protect the safety of the Changle City and Zi Lin City, and that was so that Nan Feng could fight in peace. However, something still happened, and this matter was tantamount to slapping his face, and was also equivalent to breaking his promise in front of Nan Feng.

The second round was quickly over, and then the third. As the number of people decreased, time passed faster and faster.

Nan Feng stretched his waist, there were forty people in the third round, and there were only twenty battles, he was probably going to be one soon, and he did not know who would be the unlucky one, but regarding him, Nan Feng was well-informed, even if it was the strongest Yuan Taihan, he was not afraid.