The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Level V Elevator Exam

"Thank you..."

"Thank you?? What's for??"

"You could've made our friend hurt a lot worse, but you just made him lose consciousness..."

"You misunderstood me, I'm not that good.."

"I'm just here to say that, one more thing.. I really wish I could meet and deal with you..!!" Wu Yi Feng passed away, leaving Shen Liang alone in a backyard of the sky sword sect.

One day passed again, the semi-finals and also the final of the level-up examination were finally held as well, Bai Lang got the draw to fight Shen Liang in today's match, the final was held, while Wu Yi Feng himself got an opponent who was not too strong so he easily beat his opponent while ensuring one ticket to the final round.

"Brother Feng, wait for me to be finalized.." Exclaimed Bai Lang before walking towards the arena.

"Wait for brother Bai..."

"Be careful, he's far more powerful than he looks.." Said Wu Yi Feng trying to warn his best friend while staring intently at Shen Liang who was already preparing above the arena.

"I understand.." Bai Lang replied as he patted Wu Yi Feng on the shoulder and passed away going towards the arena.

"Feng Gege's.. I'm sorry I lost against him.." Wang Fei Lin said with a sad face.

"Forgetit.. He's no match for you.." Wu Yi Feng replied.

In the arena now that Shen Liang and Bai Lang had prepared, the two of them stared at each other, saluted and began to prepare their moves. Bai Lang darted and pulled out his sword very quickly, but Shen Liang instead dodged but instead resisted Bai Lang's attack with ease.

The two then began to exchange attacks, from the very beginning of the match Wu Yi Feng could see such a noticeable difference in strength between Bai Lang and Shen Liang.

"Bahhh... Huhh.. Haha-hhh.." Bai Lang's breathing grew more and more hunting after exchanging hundreds of moves, whereas Shen Liang still looked orderly.

"Are you really blind...???" Bai Lang asked who was beginning to feel that there was no way he could be troubled by people who could not see.

"Is there any advantage if I lie??" Shen Liang replied.

"Haha... Looks like I've been practicing less late on.." Bai Lang cursed himself before preparing the horses to launch his strongest attack.

"Let's finish it in one strike..!!" Exclaimed Bai Lang while darting rapidly towards Shen Liang.

BLAAAMMMM...

The two forces in the collision produced a loud sound and a strong wind.

"Yesdm.. Win.." Bai Lang lost consciousness and collapsed a moment later with a cross-section wound on his chest, it was fortunate that Shen Liang only used his sword sheath, if only he chose to wear his sword directly, instead, it was certain that Bai Lang's body was already split in two.

Bai Lang's collapsed body in the arena was immediately shackled by the healer for first aid, while Shen Liang rushed down from the top of the arena and as usual disappeared from the crowd mysteriously.

Meanwhile in the upper stands, precisely in the seating area Wu Yi Feng and his friends had a quite ear-splitting fanfare because Chau Li and also Wan Ming were emotional and did not accept the defeat of Bai Lang, he said, w.a.n.g Fei Lin covered her mouth with a hand so as not to shout.

"Brother Feng, promise me you will defeat him..!!" Chau Li exclaimed as he looked at Wu Yi Febg expectantly.

The final match will be held in one hour, the spectators use their time to eat the dish, while the sect leader is not calm because he is waiting for the arrival of the golden eagle swordsman at his workplace.

"Tokkp.. Geck..." The sound of the door knocking from the outside made Lin Zhun aghast, the elderly man rushed to open the door, and how surprised he was when he saw Xun JeHa, who was very old, the golden eagle was already at the door.

"Ahhhhhhhh.. Finally you come too, come in sir.." Lin Zhun looked extremely happy, his face twinkled and his lips were drawn upwards.

"I'm sorry if I'm late.." Said Xun JeHa who today wears a light blue suit, a shirt made of high quality materials, and combined with his divine aura made him look very dignified, powerful, even more than the charisma of an emperor.

"No.. No. gabe.. You're not late sir, instead you came early.." Replied Lin Zhun who felt wronged to be in the same room as a legend.

"Our age is far away, but you don't age at all, even look more handsome, while I look very old. This has already shown the difference in our strength that is very far away.." Said Lin Zhun trying to open the chatter while pouring the best quality tea.

"You're being too humble, right now aren't you one of the ten greatest warriors in the Song empire??"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... The news was too big.. My present strength cannot be said to be great.." Reply Lin Zhun while playing his long white beard.

After a long chat for approximately fifteen minutes, accompanied by Lin Zhun, Xun JeHa headed towards the arena. Along the way all the women who saw him couldn't look away.

The handsome face plus the warm and soothing aura that radiated from within Xun JeHa made all the women unblink, not even a few who screamed hysterically.

"Is that the swordsman in the legend, Xun JeHa??" Wang Fei Lin exclaimed, making Wu Yi Feng instantly turn his head and sharpen his eyesight as soon as Xun JeHa's entourage and also the sect head reached the arena of the match.

Either Wu Yi Feng's feelings alone or indeed the golden eagle swordsman smiled when he looked at him.

"Slap.." Whisper Wang Fei Lin...

"Very strong... Even my body seemed to freeze when I looked at her..." Inner Wu Yi Feng while fusing his two eyebrows together.

"Since you've come, what if our final match starts..??" Ask the sect leader to Xun JeHa.

"Please.." Xun JeHa replied with a smile.

GOOOOHNGGGG...

The sound of a gong sound is said to indicate that the game will be resumed soon, level three will start and close with the final match of level four.

Wu Yi Feng was getting ready, the sword of the night dancer had been clasped tightly in his left hand. The 14-year-old came down from the stands and walked towards the arena with his sharp gaze.

While Shen Liang was waiting for him on the arena, the blind young man listened carefully to Wu Yi Feng's footsteps, and Wu Yi Feng entered the arena.

The wind started to blow so fiercely once the two youths were above the arena, even the spectators could feel if the air pressure started to turn heavier.

"Brother Feng, you must win..!!!" Exclaimed Bai Lang while clenching his hands.

"Fight Feng gege.."

"Take out all your strength brother Feng.."