614 Suppressing the Crowd (2/2)
Three late-stage Small Origin Core Realm experts were immediately sent flying and their bodies were scorched black.
Siiii!
The crowd all took in cold breaths.
This was just too crazy. That was three whole late-stage Small Origin Core Realms.
“We can’t continue like this. Expend his True Yuan one at a time.”
The expression of the red-robed Elder changed as he ordered. Zhao Feng fought two to three people simultaneously several times. It was way too efficient.
The eightieth fight.
“Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign!”
A blood-robed Sovereign with a mole on his forehead radiated an aura of blood and evil.
Exclamations came from the crowd.
He was the one who defeated Ye Moyu in one move before, and he had reached the peak stage of the Small Origin Core Realm.
“Blood Wings Demonic Light!”
The blood-robed Sovereign snickered as demonic and bloody wings formed behind his back. The power contained within was comparable to the Great Origin Core Realm.
At this moment, even Zhao Feng felt a faint pressure.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blood-robed Sovereign’s attack contained the power of the demonic wings, which caused the entire arena to glow with a faint blood-colored light.
“Wings of Wind and Lightning!”
A pair of wings formed behind Zhao Feng’s back, and a purple color glowed in his source of True Yuan.
Boom!
A terrifying surge of Purple Destruction Wind Lightning swept across the entire arena, causing lightning to strike and thunder to boom as it gave off an ancient aura of Destruction.
A lightning dragon of Destruction seemed to roar in the storm.
“Arghh!”
The Blood Wing Demonic Sovereign screamed as his body was thrown out of the arena.
The eightieth fight was won in one move.
Teng!
The Elder in red abruptly stood up, and his face was filled with solemnness.
“Is this his true strength? Sending even the Blood Wing Demonic Sovereign flying in just one move?”
Ye Moyu’s pale face was filled with shock.
One had to know that, when the Blood Wing Demonic Sovereign used his Blood Wings Demonic Light secret technique, his bloodline power was comparable to a Sovereign Lord for a short time.
81 consecutive wins… 85 consecutive wins… 89 consecutive wins….
Unstoppable. Zhao Feng’s Purple Destruction Wind Lightning and bloodline power showed his true strength.
Every opponent after the ninetieth battle was at an entirely new level. Their battle-power was at least comparable to the Blood Wing Demonic Sovereign, and their bloodlines and unique abilities were all extremely famous.
91 consecutive wins… 92 consecutive wins… 93 consecutive wins….
Zhao Feng’s victories weren’t easy anymore. He had to give his full attention and use unique abilities to win.
“These opponents are all close to the Great Origin Core Realm in their battle-power, and they’re comparable to normal Sovereign Lords.”
Zhao Feng felt pressured. If there were only one or two of these opponents, he wouldn’t put them in his eyes. However, after fighting for such a long time, Zhao Feng’s mental energy, bloodline power, and True Yuan were being used up.
Many of the later opponents could easily beat Ye Moyu.
94 consecutive wins… 95 consecutive wins… 96 consecutive wins….
“Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng…!”
Cheers came from the arena, and many spectators were waiting to witness the moment of history.
“He’s too strong. Captain’s bloodline power and Wind Lightning techniques are still suppressing everyone even after the ninetieth battle.”
Li Yunya was stunned.
However, after the ninety-fifth battle, sweat appeared on Zhao Feng’s forehead. There were signs of fatigue on his face.
“Although my Purple Destruction True Yuan is extremely strong, the quantity is even smaller than normal Small Origin Core Realms.”
Zhao Feng realized the problem.
When he broke through to the Origin Core Realm, he absorbed the Heaven Earth Aura from the Ancient Dream Realm, and Zhao Feng’s Core Center shrunk by ten times.
“Hmph.”
Coldness flashed across the Elder in red’s face.
The ninety-sixth and ninety-seventh opponents’ battle-power was completely comparable to the Great Origin Core Realm.
Zhao Feng circulated his bloodline power as he waved his Imperial Ice Spear and used overwhelming power to defeat his opponent, but at this moment in time, over half of Zhao Feng’s True Yuan and bloodline power had been used up.
“Three more fights!”
“There’s only three more battles left. Can a miracle really happen?”
The crowd was filled with excitement.
“The ninety-eighth battle.”
A faint smile appeared on the judge’s mouth.
“Brat, it all ends here.”
A strong surge of Heaven Earth Yuan Qi that seemed to have fused with the universe descended from the sky.
Shua!
After saying that, an elder appeared on the arena.
“Great Origin Core Realm!”
“A Sovereign Lord? This has exceeded the challenges of the Small Origin Core Realm!”
The arena was thrown off balance.
“Hehe, according to the rules, experts a rank higher can appear in the last three fights.”
The Elder in red smiled.
At this moment, the majority of Zhao Feng’s bloodline and True Yuan had been used up. How would he face the three Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords?