Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1457 - 1458: I Challenge You! (Fourth Update)

Chapter 1457: Chapter 1458: I Challenge You! (Fourth Update)

At this moment, a new round of the selection battle has commenced!

The person stepping onto the stage is Yuwen Changkong.

Since the original captain of Yuwen Changkong’s team, Kang Huai Lie, unfortunately perished in the Death Soul Demon Abyss, Yuwen Changkong took his place, becoming the captain of their team. Naturally, he also aimed to seize the opportunity to participate in the Hunting Battlefield.

His luck seemed quite good, having won the first two matches, and in this third match, he faced yet another Extreme Second Stage Emperor.

Despite enduring a tough battle, Yuwen Changkong ultimately secured victory, achieving three consecutive wins, thereby obtaining the qualification to enter the Hunting Battlefield.

Of course, it was only a qualification. To ultimately enter the Hunting Battlefield, the strongest one hundred among those who qualified needed to be selected.

In essence, this round was merely a preliminary selection, providing space for veteran elite disciples to manipulate matters.

Yuwen Changkong did not rely on luck but on his clan brother Yuwen Liang, who had arranged everything beforehand.

Next, an Emperor-level figure leaped onto the stage, picked a number card, and grinned: "Which one of you is Lee Fei? Come up and fight me!"

"It’s him again!"

Fong Ling’s eyes flashed with cold light, gritting her teeth: "It’s the same guy who injured me before!"

Lee Fei’s phoenix eyes suddenly widened; she clenched her pink fist, ready to leap onto the stage, but Ling Feng pressed her shoulder down.

"Junior Brother Ling..." Lee Fei bit her silver teeth, looking at Ling Feng said: "I... can still fight!"

"If it were a fair group match, drawing a strong opponent would merely be bad luck. But this situation obviously targets you; you need not face it!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, slowly saying: "Rest well, leave it to me."

A warm stream surged in Lee Fei’s heart, looking at Ling Feng’s cold and resolute face, suddenly smiling brightly and nodding heavily.

"Brother Chu, take care of the others." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After saying that, Ling Feng directly walked out from the crowd, jumping onto the stage.

"Hmm?"

The Emperor strong named Wu Jian on stage frowned and coldly snorted: "Lee Fei is the one fighting me, kid, what are you here for?"

Ling Feng ignored it, step by step, walked to the center of the stage, separated ten steps from Wu Jian, stopped there, coldly staring at the opponent.

"Hmm?"

Wu Jian furrowed his eyebrows, roaring angrily: "Kid, are you deaf? Get off quickly now!"

Ling Feng stood with hands behind his back, speaking leisurely: "Rules of the selection battle, win three of five matches; for the first battle, I challenge you, what do you think?"

"Audacious, the rules of the selection battle are not for you to decide!"

Wu Jian, like a furious lion, his aura surging, stirred up a violent vigorous wind.

Ling Feng turned his head towards the high platform, fixing his gaze on Donghuang Xuanyi, speaking word by word: "How about it, Senior Brother Donghuang, is it okay?"

Donghuang Xuanyi sneered, slightly standing, shouted to Wu Jian: "Since that’s the case, Junior Brother Wu, spar with him for a bit."

If Ling Feng truly had the power to defeat Wu Jian, he barely counted as an opponent.

Donghuang Xuanyi naturally wasn’t foolish; he could clearly see Yuwen Liang using connections to instruct some Emperor-level elite disciples to target members of Ling Feng’s team, though these minor actions were under his tacit approval.

After all, they were just some minor figures; the only one truly worthy in his eyes was Ling Feng.

Now, with Ling Feng himself challenging Wu Jian, it saved quite a bit of trouble. If Ling Feng couldn’t even pass Wu Jian’s test, he naturally didn’t qualify as his competitor.

"Haha, fine, since Senior Brother Donghuang said so, I’ll exchange a couple of moves with you! But, you should be mentally prepared, I don’t go easy!"

Hearing Donghuang Xuanyi’s instructions, Wu Jian’s demeanor slightly calmed, staring at Ling Feng, full of disdain.

Just a Divine Sea Realm Ninth Layer, not even an Emperor in cultivation, dared to challenge an Emperor-level fighter?

Ling Feng glanced at him lightly, peremptorily replying: "Good, my hits aren’t light either."

"Jie jie jie..."

Wu Jian sneered, "I heard you lasted three moves under Senior Brother Donghuang; I’m curious how many moves you can last against me!"

"Pardon me, but with your strength, you’re not yet qualified to compare with Donghuang Xuanyi."

Ling Feng sized Wu Jian up, casually said.

"Hmph, being able to deal with you is enough!"

Wu Jian twisted his eyebrows, though indeed inferior to Donghuang Xuanyi, yet down to be pointed at by a mere Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist!

"Is that so? Afraid even dealing with me isn’t enough!"

Ling Feng stood boldly on the spot, the Dragon Elephant Divine Power within him, furiously operating, an immensely dense Qi Blood Power, forming a dragon elephant silhouette, swirling around his back.

At the same moment, the seven Qi Refining Mixed Element Locks inside Ling Feng fully unsealed, instantly, Ling Feng’s strength, speed, all soared to the peak state.

What of an Emperor?

Today, he aimed to wield extreme strength, utmost speed, to challenge the Emperor!

Let all know, the Emperor’s chasm is not uncrossable!

(PS: Just to clarify, I mentioned before, this book’s cultivation system splits into three paths: Qi Refining, Body Refinement, Refining God. From the surface, Ling Feng’s cultivation realm isn’t high, but in Refining God and Body Refinement, he’s far beyond the Human Emperor level, able to rival Initial Stage Emperors.

Those fixated only on the Qi Refining path saying Ling Feng’s realm is low, cross-leveling too much, or leveling too slowly, suggesting to compare how much in Refining God, Body Refinement Ling Feng surpassed others in levels.)

"Arrogant!"

Wu Jian’s eyes burned with anger, clearly incensed, his arms shook, and he unleashed his ultimate move.

"Ten Thousand Waves!"

His figure resembled a thunderbolt, like a rushing turbulent river, crashing forward!

Whoosh!

During the charge, Wu Jian’s robe billowed with the air, striking a sound akin to a surging river.

The momentum, the sound, perfectly merged, as if a roaring river truly came, smashing the dike!

The audience disciples, from afar, felt an oppressive force, their hearts constricted, their chests heavy, just hoping this move ends swiftly.

The fierce wind and mighty waves brushed Ling Feng’s forehead, revealing his deep and austere black eyes!

Boom!

Facing the imposing, powerful punch, Ling Feng neither dodged nor evaded, unexpectedly, countered with an unembellished punch!

"What?"

On the high platform, Donghuang Xuanyi, who was once calm and composed, suddenly had his eyelids twitch fiercely.

Within these three short days, Ling Feng’s strength seemed to have improved significantly.

He didn’t use his numerous Soul Dao secret techniques but intended to confront an Emperor-level fighter directly?

"This kid, indeed is something else! Fine, let me see, what level have you reached!"

In Donghuang Xuanyi’s eyes, a gleam flashed.

The strength Ling Feng showcased was indeed impressive to him, but merely that.