The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Selection II

The atmosphere of the king's sword hall was truly festive, shouts of support and yel-yel echoed. Especially when they go up to the arena.

TRAAAANNNGGG'S CHAT...

TRAAAANNGGG...

Wang Fei Lin resisted the attack from his opponent, the girl lowered her head then quickly slashed at his opponent's chest making the young man jump backwards to dodge the attack.

Even when the young man had still not touched the ground, Wang Fei Lin had already darted out quickly then gave his opponent an all-out strike that sent his opponent out of the arena of the match.

"That's enough..!!! The winner is Wang Fei Lin.." Excite the match committee

The match resumed, Chau Li and Bai Lang successfully defeated their opponents in the first match, as well as Chui Dal Po who threw his opponent's body out of the arena just seconds after the match began.

After a few matches, Shen Liang was finally summoned as well. The young man who had lost his sight since the age of the children advanced into the arena with a sword camouflaged as a walking stick.

The ones Shen Liang was fighting in this first match were the burly young man armed with a double sword and a small knife bitten in his mouth.

Once the match started, the young man immediately ambushed Shen Liang by throwing his knife to the left as a diversion and then attacked on the opposite side. His opponent used Shen Liang's blindness as his weak point.

Unfortunately he forgot that even though Shen Ling could not see but the young man had a very sensitive instinct, even more than normal humans in general.

The sabetan two swords of his opponent were in fact able to be easily avoided by Shen Liang, but his opponent's attack was not over yet, the burly young man swung his two swords brutally to make the teachers want to stop their fight if only the sect master did not forbid it.

"Your strength is indeed so strong, but it's a pity that your battle experience is still insufficient to defeat me..!!" Shen Liang's whisper was right in his opponent's ear as he twisted and prepared to attack his opponent's open back with no defense at all.

BLLAAAAMMMMM....

"Arrrrgggghhhh..."

A deadly sabbath using a sword sheath was released by Shen Liang to make his opponent's clothes torn and leave a blue stripe across the back of the young man who was now unconscious.

One quick attack that ended the match made the crowd who had cheered became silent, they seemed to not believe that such a thick body would collapse and even lose consciousness with just one attack.

"Congratulations brother Liang for making it to the next round.." Wang Fei Lin exclaimed as soon as Shen Liang returned to his seat.

"Thank you Fei Lin.." Reply Shen Ling with a pleasant thin smile.

"Not bad for a first game.." Said Wu Yi Feng when Shen Liang was already sitting next to him.

"Thank you.. I also can't wait to see your match brother Feng.."

Towards the end of the first selection match, Wu Yi Feng's name was finally mentioned by the match committee. Wu Yi Feng opened his eyes and inhaled a deep breath then immediately advanced towards the arena of the match.

"What a pesky young man who is going to face brother Feng, his dream of taking part in the young dragon tournament must be dashed early." Chau Li's Murmuring.

"You're right.." Typal Bai Lang who apparently heard Chau Li's words.

"Okay, everything's ready..??? Start..!!!"

WHUUUUSSSS..

BUUUGGGGHH...

"Yahuuggg.." Just now the match organizers raised their hands to mark the start of the match, even his opponent had not blinked when he arrived - Wu Yi Feng was already right in front of him and hit him right in the mouth to make the opponent lose consciousness.

"Pe.. Winner Wu Yi Feng..!!!" Excited the match organizers who still did not believe in his vision.

The audience and also the teacher were wide-eyed, how not. Just now that the match had started, not even one of them realized that Wu Yi Feng had moved until a punch landed right on his opponent's body.

"Too strong.."

"Hehehehe.. Goody.. Good.." Lin Zhun the head of the sky sword sect smiled widely while playing his long white beard.

"Can you see his movements??" Chau Li asked Bai Lang who was beside him.

"See movements?? Don't be crazy, I didn't even blink on purpose, but I didn't see him move at all, as if he just appeared before his opponent.." Replied Bai Lang who was now having trouble swallowing his saliva.

"That's how different our powers are.." Supposedly Chui Dal Po, the three looked at each other and unwittingly their faces turned pale.

After the first match, the selection participants were given approximately one hour to enjoy lunch dishes while restoring conditions.

"Hopefully I don't meet Feng Gege or Shen Liang.. God help me.." Inner Wang Fei Lin after seeing how terrifying the strength of Wu Yi Feng and also Shen Liang was.

"Brother Feng, what is the name of the moves you took out earlier..? Bai Lang tried to melt things down.

"Straight?? I'm just a casual move, after all, my punch is also just a light blow.."

"Ohukkk.." Chau Li and Chui Dal Po choked on their own food when they heard that the movement was just a light movement and not a move at all.

"I really feel like I'm an untalented young man.. We're two years old, I'm even older than him, but why is our ability different to that extent??" Chau Li shook his head slowly.

"That's because you're spending your time flirting with and dating girls instead of practicing hard..." Chui Dal Po who had long wanted to let out his complaints as if he felt plong after saying all that.

"You.." Chau Li gave an intimidating look.

"Let's go back, the second round of selection is about to begin.." Wu Yi Feng got up and walked casually towards the waiting room of the participants followed by his friends and also the other participants who still survived.

The second round still uses the same format, only if in the first round there is a time limit in a game, then the second round of time restrictions are eliminated.

Wang Fei Lin was the first to be mentioned among Wu Yi Feng's friends, the girl smiled widely knowing that she would not fight against one of the two monsters.

Wang Fei Lin's opponent this time was a tomboy girl with horse-braided hair who wore fists as well as a secret sword attack as her weapon.

"You better give up if you don't want your smooth body and pretty face to be deformed by my secret knife attack..!!"

"Try it if you can.." Reply Wang Fei Lin who was ready with his horses.

"Siappp??? Start..!!!" When the match committee raised their hands, they both quickly shot into the middle of the arena.

NNNGGGGGG..

NNGGGGGG...

The friction between the sword and the blade caused a sound and sparks, the tomboy girl jumped back while releasing some of her secret weapons at an incredible speed.

TRAAAANNGGG..

TRAAAANNGGG...

Wang Fei Lin fended off his opponent's secret weapon attack which was apparently a diversion because once Wang Fei Lin came to his senses, his opponent had disappeared from the range of his sight.

"Searching???" Apparently the tomboy girl was already behind him while threateningly pressing her knife against Wang Fei Lin's back.

"Give up, your chance is up.. You've already lost.." The tomboy girl's whisper was right behind Wang Fei Lin's ear.