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King of Gods – Chapter 1250
Chapter 1250 – Letter Challenge
"High on Stage Four?" Zhao Feng softly muttered.
Even twenty-five years ago, he was somewhat confident in fighting a rank Five True God. This meant, twenty-five years ago, Zhao Feng was already able to defeat this Wei Ze.
Maybe I should show off my strength a little!
Zhao Feng's expression turned pensive as he began to think.
The Spiritual Race was a five-star faction with many prodigies and geniuses, many of whom had become rank Six True Immortals. There were several generations of geniuses before who had become Ancient Gods.
Although Zhao Feng defeated Jin Wei and showed off some of his talent and potential, he was still not a member of the Spiritual Race and thus did not deserve the attention of the Spiritual Race. If not for Zhao Fengs relationship with Zhao Yufei, the upper echelons of the Spiritual Race might have turned violent with their methods.
Zhao Feng suddenly stood up and prepared to come out.
Pan Hao was surprised to see Zhao Feng standing up.
“They are trying to provoke you. You didn't go there to agree to the battle, did you? ” Pan Hao immediately asked.
Although he knew that Zhao Feng was quite outstanding, he did not believe that Zhao Feng could defeat Wei Ze. After all, Zhao Feng was only an All-round God.
“Are you planning to be a turtle in its shell? Will they hide in their place forever? ”
"I don't think that a man favored by Zhao Yufei would be a helpless coward …."
The brazen taunts outside the palace were endless.
At this moment, the door to the crystal palace in front of them suddenly opened.
"Oh? You really dare to go out? ”
At the very front of the crowd was a black-shelled man with curved horns growing from his shoulders and a savage and bloodthirsty face.
This person was Wei Ze.
Most of the spectators were fringe disciples, but there were also some inner disciples and core disciples mixed in.
“This is it? He looks so weak! How could he be a match for Big Brother Wei Ze!?”
Ever since the conference ended, Zhao Feng had secluded himself and never came out. Thus, many disciples had never seen Zhao Feng before.
"If you want to fight, let's fight." Zhao Feng coldly looked at Wei Ze.
"Haha good!" Wei Ze started laughing out loud.
In his view, Zhao Feng became arrogant after defeating Jin Wei. Jin Wei might have the bloodline of the Spiritual Race, but he was always pampered like a prince. He had never experienced any trials and was lacking in actual fighting ability.
“This kid really accepts the challenge? He's looking for death!”
“It will be good!”
At the stage of the challenge in the peripheral student area:
"I thought you'd keep hiding behind a woman." Wei Ze's smile looked ferocious and cruel.
Wei Ze was also one of Zhao Yufei's pursuers, but he was out for the previous mission, so he couldn't participate in the conference. Upon his return, he heard the news that made him angry. For this reason, after gathering some information, Wei Ze went to look for Zhao Feng.
"Stop the small talk." Zhao Fengs eyes were cold as his left eye activated, releasing an astonishing Eye Intent.
The relaxed and arrogant Wei Ze was a little surprised. Nothing in his intelligence report said anything about Zhao Feng being able to use eye bloodline techniques!
Whooshing sound!
A bewildering purple and gold mist immediately enveloped Wei Ze's soul. Wei Ze's surroundings became fuzzy and unclear, and he gradually began to lose control of his body.
"This kid has a pretty good understanding of the eye bloodline technique!" Wei Ze growled as he circulated his Soul Intent at full strength and quickly recovered.
Right at this moment, Wei Ze sensed Zhao Feng coming with a ferocious attack from his side, and he immediately reacted by punching with both hands.
The explosion! Bang out!
This clash made Zhao Feng and Wei Ze retreat a few dozen steps.
“Wei Ze has a strong will. He is also a pretty strong fighter.” Zhao Feng nodded.
In the soul domain, the God Eyes had a definite advantage, but Zhao Fengs Soul Intent was still some way to reach the rank Four True Divinity level. For this reason, his Soul Eye bloodline technique was not very effective against Wei Ze.
At the other end, Wei Ze's face froze while his mind was shaken. He realized that Zhao Fengs physical strength and body were practically on the same level as his!
Wei Ze had reached such a level by combining body purification techniques with the superiority of his own bloodline. However, Zhao Feng was only an Immortal, yet he also had a formidable physique?
Pan Hao's worried eyes immediately opened in shock. He once again realized that he had greatly underestimated Zhao Feng.
The disciples who were watching were also shocked. Perhaps none of them would have thought that this exchange between Zhao Feng and Wei Ze would end in a draw.
“Hmph!” Wei Ze coldly snorted as he began to circulate Divine Power. A grim and cold energy immediately began to spread from his body.
He underestimated Zhao Feng in that clash, but he would not give Zhao Feng a second chance.
It's thundering!
At the other end, Zhao Fengs body turned into a five-colored lightning strike that shot towards Wei Ze.
This astonishing speed made all the spectators pale in fear.
Wei Ze's face wrinkled in shock as two claws formed from pitch-black Divine Power appeared and prepared to seize Zhao Feng.
"Fire Eyes Lightning Tribulation!"
At this moment, Zhao Fengs left eye rattled with white lightning. A powerful Burst of Lightning Tribulation accompanied by powerful Soul ripples surged towards Wei Ze.
Krack!
The twisted Flame Tribulation Lightning that carried a terrifying Soul energy exploded on Wei Ze's face.
He had the impression that the Soul eye bloodline technique that Zhao Feng used was originally Zhao Fengs strongest eye bloodline technique, so he was too careless. The eye bloodline technique Zhao Feng unleashed this time made Wei Ze's soul feel like it was struck by lightning, and heart-rending pain constantly smashed into his consciousness.
"The Sky Destroys the Holy Lightning Lightning!" Zhao Feng circulated the five-colored lightning into the palm and shot it at Wei Ze.
The huge palm of the five-colored lightning began to continuously push Wei Ze's body backwards. The formidable Five Elements energy in the palm incessantly struck Wei Ze's body.
Moreover, Zhao Fengs Five Element Wind Lightning Technique had reached the final level, so he had successfully merged the Lightning Tribulation energy into his Divine Power, increasing the damage it could inflict.
The explosion! Bang out!
Wei Ze's body was thrown right into the boundary row around the challenge stage, but the power from the five-colored lightning palm still hadn't dissipated and continued to suppress Wei Ze.
"Aah!"
Wei Ze's agonizing screams were so pitiful that it made the disciples who were watching tremble in fear.
Thump!
After a long while, Wei Ze's body fell to the ground.
The area was silent, without a single sound!
In the first clash, the two were on the same level, but in the second clash, Zhao Feng completely destroyed Wei Ze.
"How can he be this strong?"
Some fringe disciples swallowed their saliva as their minds tried to digest what they had just seen. Just a moment ago, they were right outside Zhao Fengs palace, mocking and mocking him.
"Very strong! He completely defeated Wei Ze!” Pan Hao happily shouted.
Although he barely understood what had happened in that battle, the important thing was that Zhao Feng had defeated Wei Ze.
Zhao Feng jumped off the stage and left.
His first eye bloodline technique was meant to deliberately fool Wei Ze into lowering his guard. He then used the Tribulation Lightning Eye Flame to heavily injure and quickly defeated Wei Ze!
Several powerful Divine Senses roamed back and forth in the sky above the Spiritual Race.
“He managed to defeat Wei Ze! The strength of this child was at least that of a Rank Four Demon God! ”
The strongest Quasi God Miracle of the Spiritual Race was also only a Rank Four Quasi God.
As for the Quasi-God genius of the Holy Land Life Ziling Zone – Demon God Guan Long – he had reached the power of a Ranked Demon Lord Forty years ago. Given that it was thirty years ago, Demon God Guan Long might now have the power of a Rank Five God Demon.
“He relied on the eye bloodline technique to sneak attack, while Wei Ze did not even have time to activate his bloodline or even take out a holy weapon. If Wei Ze was on guard, the result would not be certain.” Another powerful Divine Sense coldly shrieked.
“After all, this kid is really very strong. He could be compared to the strongest Quasi God of the Spiritual Race!” the voice of another soul was somewhat happily recorded.
“The Floating Spirit of the Ancient God, you are master Zhao Yufei. You can't side with him at a time like this . ”
Some powerful Divine Senses were having a discussion in the sky.
“In short, this person has decent strength and potential. It would be best if he could stick with the Spiritual Race, but he was still an outsider, and his bloodline was too low.”
They were secretly discussing how to deal with Zhao Feng, but the strength he showed just now had attracted their interest. If they could compromise with Zhao Feng for him to release Zhao Yufei but also stick with the Spiritual Race to serve him, there would be no better result.
The news of Zhao Feng defeating Wei Ze at the fringe challenge stage quickly spread.
"Wei Ze really lost to Zhao Feng!?"
"The man that Zhao Yufei liked was actually this strong !?"
The majority of people were stunned by Zhao Fengs incredible strength.
The core disciples of the Spiritual Race were all depressed and angry. Wei Ze was also a core disciple, but he lost, dealing a blow to the dignity of all core disciples.
"Hmph, that fool!" In the dark blue crystal palace, Zhang Yutong had a pale expression.
Suddenly, Zhang Yutong's eyes changed as if he was thinking of some idea. He then left his palace.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yufei also learned that Zhao Feng had defeated Wei Ze, but his reaction was somewhat stifled, and he showed a hint of excitement.
Even if Zhao Feng defeated Wei Ze and had decent potential, he was still an outsider of the Spiritual Race. If Zhao Yufei were to marry a powerful True God belonging to the other party of the Spiritual Race, he would be able to calm the internal conflicts of the Spiritual Race. If he were to be married off to a five-star faction in the Ziling Zone, the marriage alliance would have enough power to intimidate the Blazing Golden Race. What can Zhao Feng – outsiders – bring to the table?
After defeating Wei Ze, Zhao Feng went to the mission hall and took a simple mission. After completing this mission, he returned to his residence and continued his seclusion.
But after a few days, someone started shouting outside his palace.
“Murid Core Zhang Zhiyue issued a letter of challenge for you. Time and place are up to you to decide! ”
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Zhao Feng realized that this Zhang Zhiyue was a Rank Five True Divinity.
Zhang Zhiyue left as soon as he finished delivering the challenge letter. Zhao Feng ignored him and continued his seclusion.
But not long after, another core disciple came and provided a letter of challenge. This core disciple was also a Rank Five True God.
Zhao Feng's expression turned moody as he began to realize that something was going on.
Over the next few days, more core disciples sent challenge letters to Zhao Feng's doorstep.
One day, Zhang Yutong's core disciple personally came to Zhao Feng's palace.
“Zhao Feng, I'm Zhang Yutong. I'm giving you a challenge! ”
A sinister smile hung on Zhang Yutong's lips, and his eyes were cold and hard.
The nearby fringe disciples immediately started chatting with each other. Zhang Yutong was a Rank Six True God, and his body contained the bloodline of the Spiritual Race. The rank Six True Immortals from the mediocre faction were simply no match for him.
In his residence, Zhao Feng pretended not to hear.
The slap!
Zhang Yutong threw his challenge letter and left.
Less than half a month later, a small stack of ten-some challenge letters had gathered in front of Zhao Fengs door. The weakest challenger was Rank Five True Immortals, and there were also some Rank Six True Immortals. Some of the challenge letters even came from factions other than the Spiritual Race.
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