Chapter 67: Arena Battle

"Almost! If you continue, it will be too much!"

Yang Feng used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique to kill ten thousand golden late-stage energy bodies. He muttered softly and left the trial tower directly instead of going to the sixth floor of the trial tower.

"Yang Feng, come out!"

"Yang Feng's ranking as the number one in the trial tower is stable, and it is impossible for others to catch up!"

"Based on Yang Feng's points, it can be easily inferred that he killed all 10,000 late-stage gold energy bodies!"

"Yang Feng not only has high points in the trial tower, but he is also fast. It's really amazing!"

"Obviously, Yang Feng did not use all his strength, otherwise he would not have come out from the fifth floor of the trial tower, but he would have come out from the sixth floor of the trial tower!"

"Yang Feng has only been in the industry for three years, and he can destroy late-stage energy bodies worth ten thousand gold with his sword. It's really shocking and unbelievable!"

",,,,,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng come out of the trial tower, the law enforcement disciples in the square of the law enforcement hall and the inner disciples who came out of the trial tower in advance all exclaimed, with shock in their eyes.

Yang Feng ignored everyone's shock. He stood in the corner of the square and turned his attention to the data on the standings in the trial tower.

"Wang Lei actually has one of the top ten talents, you really can't tell the difference between appearance and appearance!"

Seeing that Wang Lei was ranked ninth in the standings in the trial tower, a look of surprise flashed in Yang Feng's eyes and he murmured softly.

After muttering, Yang Feng stood there, waiting quietly.

Not long after, an inner disciple flew out from the trial tower.

At noon, the last inner disciple flew out of the trial tower. The standings in the trial tower were fixed, and the points of the top inner disciple's names were marked in red.

Yang Feng was impressively at the top of the standings, while Wang Lei was ranked eighth, causing countless inner disciples to exclaim and discuss.

At this time, Li Haoran, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, took a step forward, read out the list of the top inner disciples, put away the trial tower, informed everyone of the time and place of the third stage of the arena battle, and returned to the Law Enforcement Hall.

Yang Feng and other inner disciples also flew towards the outside of the Law Enforcement Hall in small groups.

"Junior Brother Yang, you are quite in the limelight today!"

"When you see those popular champions, they look at you with eyes full of jealousy and envy, and they want to eat you!"

On the way back to Shenfeng, Wang Lei said to Yang Feng with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Wang, you are not bad at all! You are eighth in the standings. You have a great chance of breaking into the top ten, causing countless inner disciples to exclaim and discuss!"

Yang Feng responded with a smile on his face.

"How can I compare with you!"

Wang Lei shook his head gently and said.

During the chat, Yang Feng and Wang Lei flew onto the Shenfeng 껣, and then discussed the Ming 꽭놅 arena battle in the living room of the main hall of the Shenfeng.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Feng and Wang Lei went to the Xuanzong martial arts arena together with Feichi.

Xuan꽭zong's martial arts performance field is the place where Xuan꽭zong performs martial arts. It is also the place where Xuan꽭zong's inner sect competition finals, true disciples compete, elders compete, and Xuan꽭zong holds important celebrations.

There are many formations arranged around the Xuanyan Martial Arts Field, which can withstand the attacks of law-realm monks.

Xuan꽭 Sect's martial arts performance ground is closed most of the time. It is only open when Xuan꽭 Sect holds inner sect competition finals, true disciple competitions, inner sect elders compete, and important celebrations.

When Yang Feng and Wang Lei came to the martial arts arena, they were surprised to find that many inner sect disciples, true disciples, and outer sect elders were already sitting in the audience stage around the martial arts arena.

After a look of surprise flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, he flew with Wang Lei and landed in the center of the martial arts arena. The former disciples gathered together, waiting for the arena battle to begin.

After a while, Law Enforcement Hall Li Haoran led a group of Law Enforcement Hall disciples to the martial arts arena.

At this time, Li Haoran moved up to the rostrum of the martial arts arena, looked at Yang Feng and others in the martial arts arena and said: "The rules of the arena battle are very simple, that is, a two-by-two battle, the winner gets one point, and a tie gets zero points. Zero points for losers!”

"After the arena battle is over, we will be ranked according to the number of points!"

"Now, I announce that the ring battle begins!"

As soon as Li Haoran finished speaking, the large formation on the martial arts field was activated, and fifty huge transparent stages were condensed into the martial arts field.

Channels of teleportation light lit up on the martial arts arena, wrapping Yang Feng and others and teleporting them to fifty arenas.

"Xuan꽭 sword technique!"

Looking at the inner disciple who was thousands of meters away, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged. He gave a light drink and the low-grade treasure in his hand turned into a sharp sword light and slashed towards the inner disciple.

Facing the fierce sword light attack, the inner disciple did not dare to neglect, and quickly activated the magic in his body, and used a middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon to try to resist the attack of the low-grade treasure weapon.

Bang!

In the midst of a crisp sound, Yang Feng activated the low-grade treasure weapon and easily knocked the inner disciple's mid-grade defensive spiritual weapon away, and stabbed the inner disciple with unabated force, causing It turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot without a trace.

"Kill instantly with one sword, that's too fast!"

"Although Yang Feng is an inner disciple, he enjoys the treatment of a true disciple and can use low-grade treasures. He has a considerable advantage in terms of weapons!"

"Yang Feng has the lower-grade Taoist weapon Suzaku Sword in his hand! Using only lower-grade treasures to fight the enemy is already pretty good!"

"That's right! If the inner sect competition didn't restrict weapons, Yang Feng wouldn't have to do anything, just show the Suzaku Sword and he could sweep all the inner sect disciples!"

"Even if weapons were restricted, with Yang Feng's performance in combat, he could sweep all the inner sect disciples!"

"I bet 30 million spirit stones on Yang Feng , 1:5 odds, this time I will make a lot of spirit stones!"

"I don't bet as much as you, only 10 million spirit stones, also 1:5 odds, I can make 100 million spirit stones!"

"Fuck! If I bet on others to win, wouldn't I lose miserably!"

",,,,,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng kill his opponent with one sword and showing a strong fighting spirit, many inner disciples and true disciples on the audience stand started to discuss.

While everyone was discussing, an inner disciple who was a favorite to win the championship appeared on Yang Feng's stage under a beam of teleportation light.

"Tornado!"

The inner disciple who was the favorite to win the championship saw Yang Feng on the stage, his face changed slightly, and he immediately roared, mobilizing the magic in his body, and fully activating the magical talismans in his sea of ​​consciousness, making the spiritual light shine brightly.

Then, a series of wind blades about ten feet long condensed on the stage, forming a ten-foot-long tornado, sweeping towards Yang Feng.