The King of the Gods
Chapter 36: Beginning of the Main Tournament (2)
"Where are those people from?" Zhao Feng thought that everything was not real.
Unexpectedly, his left eye had opened up a new ability: He could remember every scene he saw and play it back perfectly.
If Zhao Feng was willing, he could open the scene and try to gain some insight. He knew that his knowledge of the outside world was limited. The Azure Flower Continent had countless countries. Only the Sky Cloud Forest alone passed through more than ten countries. Sun Feather City was just a small town within a country.
Regaining his composure, Zhao Feng immediately turned happy. Now that Hyena was dead, no one could stop her from leaving.
I have to leave quickly. Zhao Feng felt anxious when he thought of the main tournament.
The entrance of the cave was blocked by rocks. All he had to do was open the way.
The peng!
The smaller rocks weighed only about one hundred and fifty kg. With just his body alone, he could crush the rocks. If he added Inner Strength to it, the stones would be crushed.
When Zhao Feng met a larger stone, he started pushing it to the side. The normal fifth rankers had a strength of seven hundred and fifty kg using their own bodies. Since Zhao Feng had trained the Metal Wall Technique to the fourth level, he had at least one thousand two hundred and fifty kg of strength, five hundred was more than what normal cultivators of the fifth rank had. Clearly, the main use of the Metal Wall Technique was to help increase one's defense instead of increasing one's strength.
Zhao Feng finally opened the path in half an hour. However, he did not leave immediately. There were still some precious resources left on the red stone wall.
Raaaah! Roars!
At this moment, several ferocious beasts and deadly ferocious beasts began to shout.
"The body of a high-level deadly beast will attract more beasts." After going through this for the first time, Zhao Feng immediately increased his speed. Like a rocket, he flew into the stone wall and picked up some plants. There was only one goal for him: to take out three thousand year old plants. A thousand year blood plant, a thousand year blood spirit grass, and a thousand year blood bamboo stone.
He had many reasons why he did this: First, he could save time. There are many animals gathered. Secondly, even though the three hundred and five hundred year old plants were precious, Zhao Feng had already eaten a lot of them, so the effect was not so obvious to him.
Yawl!
He did not dare to stop after he took the plant.
Entering the canyon, there were already seven or eight deadly beasts fighting each other. There were also thirty powerful ferocious beasts here, all of them possessing fourth rank strength. Zhao Feng tried his best to avoid the ferocious beasts and headed straight for the river.
Even though he tried to dodge the ferocious beasts, there were still some ferocious and deadly beasts coming for him.
"You seek death!" Zhao Feng shouted as his palm hit a low-level deadly beast.
Crazy one!
The bones of those low-level deadly beasts were instantly shattered. His attack was pure muscle, not a hint of Inner Strength being used. The low-level deadly beast was slightly stronger than the Green-Headed Tiger King he had first encountered when he came to the Sky Cloud Forest.
Killing the beast in one blow caused the other ferocious beasts to scatter in fear and according to his memories, Zhao Feng returned to the way he came.
On the way, he again encountered many deadly beasts. This was because the corpse of a high-level deadly beast was attracting too many other beasts.
“Fire Metal Boxing!” Zhao Feng shouted as a faint green light shot out from his fist. The fist hit a low-level deadly beast whose strength was equal to that of a fifth rank cultivator. Under this one blow, that low-level deadly beast had its organs destroyed.
Using the blood spirit grass, the blood red pond, his Inner Strength was much stronger than the Inner Strength of others. When he fully circulated the Air Intersection Breathing Technique, he could instantly kill a cultivator of the same rank.
An hour later.
Zhao Feng finally reached the outer edge of the Sky Cloud Forest and rushed back towards Sun Feather City.
"I heard that the main tournament of the Zhao sect is coming to an end."
“Main tournaments are divided into “Table Rating” and “Challenges Spot (From a hundred people only fifty will be inner disciples)”. The last one has to be finished now. I am so sad I can't watch it.”
On the way he heard some information about what was going on. After he returned to the sect, he did not immediately go to where the main tournament was held, instead he first returned home and got rid of the three thousand-year-old plants.
Immediately, he changed his clothes then rushed out the door. Zhao Feng used his Concealment Air Technique to show that his cultivation was only at the peak fourth rank. As for his Inner Strength, it proved to be at the fifth rank.
“This is the best I can do.” Zhao Feng immediately arrived at that place using Lightly Floating Ferry.
“After one day of fierce fighting, “The Spot” challenge has ended and fifty inner disciples have been decided. "Rank Challenge" will be next. The remaining fifty of you will challenge each other to know the overall ranking and according to your ranking, the prize will be awarded. ” Strong and old voice echoing.
In the middle of the site, there is an arena. Across the arena, there was a stage.
There were fifty seats on the stage and in each seat sat one person, representing an inner disciple.
The first round of the "Spot challenge" was when fifty outer disciples challenged fifty inner disciples, to try and earn an inner disciple spot. Zhao Feng scanned and found that of the outer disciples, Zhao Yufei, Zhao Yue and Zhao Guang had all reached the top fifty.
However, their rankings were all in the last ten. Only Zhao Yufei reached the top twenty. Obviously, this is the “Spot challenge” rating, and not the actual rating.
"I'm still late." Zhao Feng used his identity card and passed the checkpoint.
"This is Zhao Feng!"
"Here we go, top outer disciple!" Zhao Feng immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.
"Judge, can I still participate?" Zhao Feng said while panting.
"No matter who you are, you cannot join because the first round of the tournament has ended" the judge said. He did not think that Zhao Feng needed any special attention.
“Hm? That's it!" The eyes of the white-bearded chief judge sparkled.
He was the main jury of the outer disciples contest and had seen Zhao Feng dominate it.
Hearing the judges words, Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly. He was not particularly interested as there were only two to three people who were his opponents. But Zhao Feng was still interested in the reward. If one reached the top three, they could go to the Martial Arts Library and choose a peak ranked skill.
"Wait." The voice came from the main jury.
“Major judge? You mean what… ?" The judge who organized felt doubt.
“This kid easily dominated the outer disciples contest and got the first one. His understanding and potential are immeasurable. I think we can give him a chance.” The white-bearded old man said.
Zhao Feng looked with gratitude towards him. He helped her more than once.
"I'm against it!" A cold voice sounded from the opposite corner. That person was Zhao Tianjian.
“Each country has its own rules! How can a rule be changed for one person? If they came late for the main tournament, then it was clear that he was ignoring the rules!” Zhao Tianjian said correctly.
Zhao Feng felt pain. He was late because Zhao Tianjian had sent assassins to chase after him.
Now, Zhao Tianjian stopped him from entering the tournament.
"You're right! Zhao Tianjian is right! We can't let a guy like him through the back door.”
“Heh, this boy can wait for the next tournament three years later.” Many people looked at Zhao Feng with pride.
The higher-ups of the Zhao sect began to discuss amongst themselves. This year's contest is very important. Not only were some elders arriving even the sect head of "Zhao Tiancang" was here. Their perspective is different compared to others. They would rather raise more geniuses than care about the rules.
“What do the two main judges think?” Sect head Zhao Tiancang said expressionlessly. There were three people who had the most power in the main tournament: the sect head and the two main judges.
“I support Zhao Feng. It is better for the sect if we have more geniuses. ” White-bearded main judge says. Immediately, everyone turned to look at the other main judges. The other judge was a white-robed old man.
Zhao Feng saw that this person was familiar. He then immediately realized that this person was the one who guarded the Martial Arts Library last time.
The white-robed old man also looked at Zhao Feng and said deeply: "I also support Zhao Feng."
Crowd moving. The two main judges had decided to support Zhao Feng!
Two of the three people who had the most strength here had decided to help Zhao Feng. Even the sect head could not do anything now.
“How can this happen..?” Zhao Tianijan's face turned green.