1294 Acquaintance from the Continent Zone (2/2)

A red-and-black light shot out from the arena and slammed into the boundary array in the sky.

”Let's go in and take a look!” Xiahou Wu excitedly said.

The duo paid an enormous entry fee and walked into the huge arena.

The moment they entered, Zhao Feng heard deafening cheers and roars.

On a massive gray stone stage, two people were fiercely battling. One of the fighters was a short-haired middle-aged man, a Rank Seven Ancient God with dark silver eyes that rippled with profound Space Intent. His opponent had an ordinary eye-bloodline, but he won out in experience and level of cultivation.

”Extreme Space Blade!” The short-haired man's eyes unleashed powerful Spacetime Intent and Metal Intent. The two combined into a sharp blade of silver.

Thwish!

The silver blade suddenly blinked out of existence. A moment later, the muscular man on the other side had his chest stabbed through in a splash of bloody light.

He was already covered in wounds, and this grievous blow left him with no more strength to battle.

In the end, the referee declared that this muscular man had been defeated.

”So fast!” Zhao Feng's heart thumped.

This short-haired middle-aged man's Extreme Space Blade was even faster than his Void Eye Slash, though it was a little weaker. A fighter on the same level would find it impossible to dodge unless they were already watching out for it.

Of course, this person had the Eye of Spacetime, and the mastery of his two Intents had surpassed even Zhao Feng. Thus, it wasn't too surprising that he was capable of using such an eye-bloodline technique.

”Lin Chengwu's Eye of Spacetime is very powerful. He's already won fourteen battles in a row!”

”Look over there! His fifteenth opponent is coming!”

It wasn't long before the arena staff arranged for the next competitor.

This was a fierce and tall Ancient God expert with the head of a lion. His eye-bloodline was rather mediocre, but he was a peak Rank Seven Ancient God.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, the stifling killing intent of one who had killed countless people began to permeate through the air.

”It's Meng Wu!”

”Meng Wu originally had one bloodline, but after a fortuitous encounter, he obtained an eye-bloodline. Moreover, he's extremely powerful – almost invincible among Rank Seven Ancient Gods!”

Those who had been to a God Eye Assembly more than once all had some impression of this lion-headed man.

”It seems like Lin Chengwu is going to lose!” a somewhat joyful voice came from nearby.

The nearby spectators turned to look. It appeared that the speaker had some sort of quarrel with Lin Chengwu.

Zhao Feng also looked over and saw that this was a young man with white skin and a rather bewitching face. His two black eyes glimmered with white specks of starlight.

However, Zhao Feng's gaze instantly fell on the black-armored middle-aged man with a single curled horn on his head standing next to the young man. This person also happened to be scanning the crowd, and when he saw Zhao Feng, he immediately called out in surprise, ”Zhao Feng!”

”Long time no see!” Zhao Feng gave a faint smile.

He hadn't expected that the first acquaintance he would meet in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods would be Demigod Destruction of the non-humans.

Back then, Zhao Feng felt that the non-human with the greatest potential was Demigod Destruction. As expected, this person had quickly come to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods and was already a Rank Three True God.

”I didn't think I would run into you here!” Demigod Destruction coldly smiled, hostility in his eyes.

”Zhao Feng…! True God Cloudbreaker, you know him?” The bewitching youth was surprised at first, and then he turned in confusion to Demigod Destruction.

It seemed like Demigod Destruction had changed his name to Cloudbreaker after coming to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods. In the Continent Zone, he was the number one descendant of the Eye of Destruction, so him being called Destruction wouldn't cause too much of a fuss. But in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, there were too many experts with the Eye of Destruction. If he insisted on the name of Destruction, he would end up being madly hunted down by Eye of Destruction descendants.

”Yes, Young Master Hai. We both came to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods from an outer dimension,” True God Cloudbreaker deferentially said.

”Oh? So the Ziling Zone's Zhao Feng actually came from a low-level outer dimension?” A playful smile appeared on Young Master Hai's face as he spoke in a jeering tone.

Zhao Feng was somewhat taken aback. He didn't seem to know this person, but they were already being rather hostile toward him.

”I heard that you directly broke through into Rank Six of the Heavenly Divine Realm, but for you to so quickly reach Rank Seven Ancient God is probably a lie made up by the Ziling Zone,” Young Master Hai continued.

The Antian Zone and the Ziling Zone were neighbors, so he had heard rumors of Zhao Feng. He had never believed that such a genius existed, and from what he could see now, it was all fake. There was no such thing as a person who could directly break through into Rank Six True God and then almost immediately become a Rank Seven Ancient God.

And from what True God Cloudbreaker said just now, Zhao Feng had come from a low-level outer dimension, making this rumor even more unlikely to be true. In fact, he even viewed Zhao Feng with some disdain now.

”What… Rank Six, Rank Seven…?” True God Cloudbreaker was immediately struck dumb.

Just now, he was planning to ask for a duel with Zhao Feng. After all, in the Continent Zone, the two were in opposing dynasties, and Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline was extremely mysterious, even suppressing his Eye of Destruction.

Upon arriving in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, he quickly attached himself to a five-star faction, where his cultivation rose by leaps and bounds. He was already a Rank Three True God.

But Zhao Feng was an Ancient God!? True God Cloudbreaker's face went slack. He had clearly been dealt a heavy blow.

At this moment, Zhao Feng sensed something strange from his Interspatial Dimension. Sending his mind inside, he found that it was coming from the message token he had obtained from the Secret Exchange Castle.

”First, I need to see your strength. If you are too weak, you have no right to be my teammate!” A deep voice came from the token.

Zhao Feng thought for a few moments, and then he shot a glance at Young Master Hai and smiled. ”Whether it's true or false, how do you know unless you see for yourself?”