C227 (1/2)

Just then, the competition officially began. The judges on the various arenas began to call out the student numbers.

Ling Feng was assigned to the 98th round, but he did not call out to his even once.

Finally, the judge called out Ling Feng's name.

Ling Feng stood at his original position and did not dodge. Instead, he stood at his original position and waved his fist at the incoming attack.

”Bam!”

With a dull thud, the skinny youth flew out and plopped down on the ground.

”Victory number 98.”

The referee clearly didn't expect the match to end so quickly, and immediately announced after a slight pause.

”Tch, you want to act cool? I'd like to see how long you can play. ” Zhao Kun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Feng coldly.

Li Wenqiao thoughtfully watched Ling Feng make his move. Originally, he wanted to see Ling Feng's true strength, but Ling Feng had casually punched his opponent flat on the ground.

The first round of preliminaries continued until it was Ling Feng's turn to fight.

This time, Ling Feng was facing a young man with a high level of inner strength, almost the same as the previous match.

At this time, many people finally noticed Ling Feng, from start to finish, Ling Feng had not used any techniques, and only used a casual punch, which meant that Ling Feng's strength was much stronger than his opponent.

”What kind of strength does this guy have to be so arrogant?”

Many people in the audience were discussing in whispers.

However, what no one expected was that this was only the beginning. Ling Feng fought a few matches consecutively, and just like the previous two, he finished the battle with a single punch.

”This guy is too arrogant.”

”Humph, his opponents are only some students with inner strength who are ranked lower than him. If he meets a Qi Condensation cultivator in a while, I think he will still have the ability to finish them off with a single punch.” someone said angrily.

”# 98 versus # 16.”

Hearing the fight between the two, the competition arena immediately erupted. The 16th Wang Yuanxu was at the early stage of Qi Condensation, and was ranked 13th on the outer sect rankings. He was only second to Ma Teng in the group.

Everyone was staring closely at the competition grounds, they were curious to know if Ling Feng would still be so calm when facing off against a Qi transformation expert.

Wang Yuanxu stepped onto the stage, and stared at Ling Feng with a serious expression.

”Brat, stop pretending. Take out your true abilities.” Wang Yuanxu coldly said.

Ling Feng smiled faintly. In his eyes, the early stage of Qi Condensation was no different from the high level of inner strength just now.

”If you want me to use my true abilities, you are not worthy.” Ling Feng said indifferently.

”Arrogant.” Hearing Ling Feng's words, Wang Yuanxu could not help but be enraged, as he threw a punch filled with true energy towards Ling Feng.

”Heavenly Dipper Fist.” With a furious roar, Wang Yuanxu closed in on Ling Feng with the sound of breaking wind.

It was actually the high grade Heavenly Dipper Fist from the middle rank cultivation technique. Upon seeing Wang Yuanxu's punch, many people were shocked.

Heavenly Dipper Fist could be said to be an extremely powerful technique amongst mid-tier cultivation techniques. Once cultivated to the Mastery Stage, it could even be compared to some high-tier cultivation techniques.

”This time, I can probably force Ling Feng to use his true skills.” Many people waited for Ling Feng to make his move.

But just like the previous matches, Ling Feng weakly raised his fist and punched Wang Yuanxu.

”What?! He still hasn't used his cultivation technique?!”

”Is this fellow crazy? How can an ordinary fist fight against the Heavenly Dipper Fist?”

Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, two fists collided against each other.

”Boom!”

There was a muffled sound from the arena, and a figure flew out of the arena and landed heavily on the ground.

”How is this possible? The one who fell off the stage was Wang Yuanxu.”

However, Ling Feng did not use any kind of cultivation technique. He only used a normal punch to send Wang Yuanxu, who was at the early stage of Qi Condensation, down with a single punch. Just what kind of cultivation level was this guy at?

The faces of those who had just mocked Ling Feng turned ashen. To them, this was undoubtedly an undisguised slap in the face.

At this time, everyone looked at Ling Feng without the previous disdain and contempt in their eyes. Everyone knew that a dark horse was about to charge out from this group.

In the competition, Ling Feng did not meet with much challenges, but the other participants almost admitted defeat when they met him.

If even Wang Yuanxu, who had already stepped into the early stage of Qi Condensation, lost so miserably, who would still dare to challenge Ling Feng?

The group stage was quickly approaching its end, and only Ling Feng and Ma Teng remained undefeated.

”Do you think Ma Teng can force Ling Feng to use his techniques?” Someone suddenly mumbled to himself.

After saying this, he himself was startled. Ma Teng was ranked in the top ten of the outer sect, and his cultivation base was at the Qi Condensation level. His cultivation method was also at the high rank, so why would he ask such a stupid question?

The other groups of seeded participants were almost unique, only Stage Three was filled with variables due to Ling Feng's appearance, everyone was looking forward to Ling Feng and Ma Teng's direct confrontation.

”# 98 versus # 38.”