The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Determination of the Heir of the Throne

"The second match will be played the next day.." The emperor, who felt that today was exhausting enough.

Although there was a sense of dissatisfaction, but all the spectators there could not refute it. Accompanied by the lightning pillar and Wu Yi Feng, the emperor left the arena and returned to his room.

"Your majesty, drink this.." Say the Pillar of lightning while thrusting out a milky white pill.

"Master.. I am old, and if I die, I am ready.. It's just that it hasn't been determined who will replace me that's been making me nervous all this time." The emperor said, as the two of them chatted inside the room, while Wu Yi Feng waited outside the room.

"What are you doing here??" Exclaimed a little girl who was not far from where Wu Yi Feng was sitting.

"Me?? Waiting for my teacher.." Wu Yi Feng replied briefly while pointing to himself.

"Your teacher?? You mean the lightning pillar?? Don't tell me - I'll say it.." The little girl named Hei Fen.

"Whatever...??" Wu Yi Feng replied briefly.

"Go away, I want to meet grandfather..!!"

"Get in, I'm not in the middle of the road either.."

"Aren't you wondering who my grandfather is?? My grandfather was the emperor Lee Hei Be..!!"

"It has nothing to do with me." Wu Yi Fan was still also indifferent to the girl nearby.

"Oh sebell.." The girl was just about to open the door when it opened by itself. Apparently the emperor had finished discussing with the lightning pillar.

"Feng'er ayooo's.." Luo Yun Xi invited Wu Yi Feng to immediately leave from there and return to the room. While Hei Fen was only pensive because it turned out that what the boy said was true.

"Fen'er why are you dumbassing??" Cletuk the emperor to his grandson.

"Grandfather, will I also be able to become a disciple of a pillar??" Ask the little girl.

"Haha.. Of course you can, what do you want to be as strong as??"

"As powerful as possible, so that I can protect my grandfather, father, mother and everyone in the Han empire..!!" Hei Fen mantab.

"Really noble mind.." Emperor Lee rubbed the top of his grandson's head while smiling proudly.

Wu Yi Feng rushed back into the spatial ring dimension once he was inside the room, even though it had only been two days of no practice, but he felt it was a long time.

The boy turned the page and found a similar style to the one his father had, the Dragon Technique - The bone-crushing palm.

Wu Yi Feng did not have time to ask how his father used to master the style, because his father died.

Wu Yi Feng started to read and absorb the essence of the bone-detecting skill, it was a medium skill in the sky dragon scripture, but its destructive power was terrifying.

It didn't feel like the morning was going fast, though, Wu Yi Feng returned to the origin world with a hunting breath and a body exhausted from overnight or about two weeks in the ring dimension practicing continuously about the bone-chilling technique without stopping.

Although his Qi will always be filled every time used, but different again with stamina. Just as the boy was about to close his eyes and rest, teacher Luo knocked on his door.

"Feng'er are you still sleeping??"

"Ehh, I've woken up teacher..." Wu Yi Feng rushed up and put on his mask and grabbed a sizable red apple before opening the door.

"I'm ready teacher..!!"

"Hm.. Let's go to the arena.." Take Luo Yun Xi along as you head towards the arena.

When they arrived at the arena, the aura there was different from the previous days of cheerful. This time the aura there was so gloomy and dark, there were no cheers or yel yel yel that was usually spoken by the audience.

Wu Yi Fan even felt his hair goosebumps, and was depressed because of the killing intent released by someone in the swordsman's room.

"Teacher, do you feel it?? Eve killed this very concentrated one..??"

"Hm.. Concentrate on eliminating the effects.." Luo Yun Xi's.

"Good teacher.." Wu Yi Feng then closed his eyes and started to catch his breath. In an instant, instead of concentrating, Sukma Wu Yi Feng was instead sucked into the dimension of the ring.

Feeling already entered, Wu Yi Feng decided to practice the style of the sky dragon. Wu Yi Feng started with dragon breathing, and continued with the dragon king aura and the next techniques.

Born as a droplet of the supreme god, in addition to having a special body, Wu Yi Feng was also blessed with a diluted brain, intelligence far above average and also the ability to heal wounds quickly.

The book of the sky dragon is actually one of the martial books that is very difficult to master, being able to master one of the managers alone is good enough, let alone being able to master everything in a perfect level.

More and more days, Wu Yi Feng's speed in collecting hair - hair Qi was getting more terrifying. The 12-year-old boy had already accumulated a decent amount of Qi, although until now he had not known how to maximize it.

BOOOOMMMM...

Wu Yi Feng almost jumped out of his chair because when he had just returned to the real world, it was instantly startled by the sound of explosions coming from the center of the arena.

Apparently Huang Litao was fighting a heretic monk, the monk was very burly, dressed all in black with a skull necklace hanging from his neck.

And the loud noise earlier was the meeting between the hit of the heretical monk and the iron fan belonging to Huang Litao.

"Huang, you're really two-faced..!!" Sayup - sayup Wu Yi Feng could listen to the words of one of the princes.

Hearing this, Wu Yi Feng only smiled sinisterly. Now the focus is entirely on the arena of the match.

"You only realized that you've been feeding ferrets with sheep's hair all along.." Whisper Wu Yi Feng in heart.