C32 (1/2)

”Fourth round, first match, Qin Feng wins.”

As the results were announced, the seventh group's situation was finally broken.

”Qin Feng is too scary, he is simply a super dark horse. According to this trend, even Meng Yunhan might not be able to defeat him.”

However …

Since Qin Feng had just fought with Lu Fan, if they were to meet Meng Yunhan again, it would be a lot worse.

What was even more surprising was that Qin Feng did not return to the resting area, but instead, went to the other groups to observe the situation of the ”outer double male” battle.

What do you mean?

Did he think that he would definitely get first place in the group?

Did he look down on him?

Meng Yunhan's face was as heavy as water, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flashed with a dense killing intent.

He hated arrogant people the most, yet Qin Feng actually ignored him directly. This immediately ignited Meng Yunhan's anger.

In reality, it was not that Qin Feng was overconfident, but he had already observed Meng Yunhan's three matches, and had a certain level of understanding towards this opponent.

Moreover, Meng Yunhan's next opponent was too weak. Even if he stayed and watched the fight, he would have no value.

On the contrary, the ”outer double male” was also a potential opponent, and it was necessary to understand him.

Qin Feng first came to Battlestage Number Five, and in this battle, it was Lei Yiming who came out.

On Battlestage.

A tall and sturdy teenager with a black sheathed war knife in his hand, like a monument standing in the middle of a field, unconsciously displayed a strong aura.

In front of him was a broad-faced teenager. He held a heavy hammer in his hand and was not afraid in the slightest.

”Zhao Jifeng is ranked eleventh in the outer sect. So far, he has won four matches, but unfortunately, he met Lei Yiming in this match.”

”It depends on how long Zhao Jifeng can persevere. If he performs well enough, he might be able to move the Deacons.”

The surrounding disciples pointed at them as they discussed.

Rules are dead, but people are alive.

Emperor Xuan Sect was not an old-fashioned sect. If a disciple performed outstandingly, even if they could not enter the finals, they would still have a chance to enter the inner sect.

For example, for someone like Zhao Jifeng, he was ranked eleventh last year, but now, he had won all four battles. If it was just because he lost to Lei Yiming, then he wouldn't be able to enter the inner sect, wouldn't that be a pity?

Therefore, if Zhao Jifeng performed well enough, even if he lost, he could be recommended by the Deacons to the inner sect.

”In this battle, I must use all of my strength.”

Zhao Jifeng encouraged himself.

”Junior Brother Zhao, come at me.”

Lei Yiming remained calm and collected.

”Kill!”

Bang!

Lei Yiming raised his hand and struck the heavy hammer back.

”Your strength isn't bad.”

Qin Feng was secretly shocked.

Zhao Jifeng's meteor hammer could easily shatter a small mountain, but Lei Yiming was able to slap it flying with one palm.

Just by looking at this palm strike, Lei Yiming's strength had already broken past ten thousand kilograms.

”Draw!”

Zhao Jifeng was infuriated.

From the first match to the fifth match, Lei Yiming's blade had never been unsheathed, causing the people around him to be extremely shocked.

”You are not worthy.”

Lei Yiming smiled faintly.

”Damn it, stop looking down on people.”

Zhao Jifeng was furious. Just as he was preparing to attack, he only saw a blur in front of him. An afterimage appeared.