Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1462 - 1463: The Final Selection! (Part 1)

Chapter 1462: Chapter 1463: The Final Selection! (Part 1)

With the light of the next day shining on the horizon, the final selection finally commenced.

The Hall of Conquest had as many as five or six hundred people registering for the final selection!

The minimum requirement was the Late Stage of the Human Emperor level; as for those below that, do you feel embarrassed to come?

That’s purely lowering the standards.

Of course, Ling Feng is an exception.

Because he is probably the strongest King-level Martial Artist in history.

Although on the surface, his cultivation seems pitifully weak, his proficiency in both Refining God and Body Refinement allows his overall strength to reach the level comparable to an average Initial Stage Emperor. He is certain to secure a spot in this entry into the Hunting Battlefield.

And this selection is crucial to the final victory or defeat of the Hunting Battlefield.

Therefore, whether it’s Xu Taishang or other senior elders, they are all paying close attention.

The selection is personally hosted by the Jingfeng Palace Master and another Supreme Elder from the Hall of Conquest, demonstrating their emphasis on this occasion.

Today, as soon as Ling Feng arrived at the Hall of Conquest, the renowned "Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes" finally unveiled their mystery.

Almost all of the Ten Extremes experts attended, and among those under fifty, only two are present. These two do not require selection, having already secured two spots.

No one would have any objections, as the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes symbolized the face of the Hall of Conquest, and these two are the key to ultimately deciding the win or loss of the Hunting Battlefield.

No matter how fiercely others fight, it’s merely child’s play.

At this moment, Xu Zhengfeng sat in the VIP seats, observing the selection throughout, his gaze occasionally falling on Ling Feng.

The fact that Ling Feng made a remarkable appearance in the selection battle, swinging an Emperor Strong like a dead dog, certainly didn’t escape his notice.

"This child is indeed a variable, his strength growing at an astonishing and unimaginable speed!"

Xu Zhengfeng lightly tapped the table and had a favorable opinion of Ling Feng.

No wonder Hui Yue Saintess regarded this disciple so highly!

It’s a pity that Hui Yue Saintess has already left; otherwise, she would have been very satisfied.

However, what he doesn’t know is that in Hui Yue Saintess’s heart, she would be happy if Ling Feng met an early demise. It’s not that she regards Ling Feng highly; rather, if it weren’t for accidental circumstances where Ling Feng saved her twice, leaving her unable to complain despite suffering, she would have already shouted to expel such an unruly disciple from the sect.

Soon, the final selection proceeded systematically under the host of the Jingfeng Palace Master.

Because the selected disciples will represent the Hall of Conquest in the Hunting Battlefield tomorrow to compete with the Barbarian Clan’s talented experts, there was no further need for internal depletions like arena matches.

The final selection battle mode involved using a special Magic Artifact to simulate a combat space. Just entering the artifact, one would mentally engage in a battle with a phantom of an Initial Stage Emperor with only Three Successes of strength.

The final evaluation criterion was the ability to withstand the attack of that Initial Stage Emperor’s phantom for the longest duration, with the top hundred gaining the qualification to enter the Hunting Battlefield.

Since it’s all a spiritual space simulation battle, participants may at most feel slightly fatigued but won’t get injured, making it relatively humane.

Soon, the final selection test began.

One by one, the qualified disciples entered the Magical Treasure Space. In the Consciousness Space, a blurred image, a suppressed cultivation Initial Stage Emperor, appeared immediately.

The Initial Stage Emperor that everyone needed to confront held the same level of strength, ensuring fairness without any bias.

Soon, the first contestant entered, but after less than three breaths, was ejected from the spiritual space. This score almost certainly meant elimination.

One by one, disciples underwent testing in an orderly fashion, with most only able to hold out under ten breaths. Only those persisting above thirty breaths drew the attention of the elders.

Of course, those with Emperor Level strength naturally weren’t measured by endurance. They gained qualification simply by defeating the Emperor’s phantom.

Soon, it was Ling Feng’s turn for the test. For him, such a test posed no difficulty.

With a single punch, Ling Feng crushed the Emperor’s phantom and easily walked out of the Magic Artifact Space.

"Tsk, tsk..."

"Is this guy really at the Divine Sea Realm?"

A chorus of amazement emerged around, though many had heard of Ling Feng’s extraordinary nature, only some had seen it firsthand.

Today, while all the qualified disciples struggled through the test, Ling Feng completed it faster than many with Emperor Level strength. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Truly, comparing people can bring frustration!

On the high platform.

Xu Zhengfeng nodded slightly, "This child is indeed extraordinary. I even have a premonition he might be the key figure influencing the final outcome of the Hunting Battlefield."

"Xu Taishang, that’s quite an exaggeration!"

Sitting beside Xu Zhengfeng was an elderly crone, as senior in rank as he, serving as a Supreme Elder of the Hall of Conquest.

"It’s just a feeling."

Xu Zhengfeng laughed, his eyes shifting to the two disciples sitting at the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes seats, shaking his head with a smile.

Ling Feng was certainly strong, but being on par with the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes was far beyond reach.

Ling Feng had no idea he was a topic of lively debate among high-level elders. After easily dispatching his opponent, he felt not the slightest fatigue.

Such a test was exceedingly simple for him.

Next, Chu Tiange entered the Magic Artifact Space, lasting for a full incense stick worth of time before being expelled.

Since receiving guidance from Ling Feng, which was like an enlightenment, he had begun to regain his undefeated resolve. Even facing the Emperor phantom, he did not cower, managing to persist for such a long period.

An incense stick of time wasn’t comparable to the Emperor Strong, yet it undoubtedly secured him qualification for the Hunting Battlefield.

Time slowly ticked by.

Fong Ling also ultimately secured her qualification time at fifty breaths, while Lee Fei, whose cultivation still fell slightly short, didn’t make it into the top one hundred.

Of course, reaching this point was quite an achievement for her.

What puzzled Ling Feng was that Qing Ping Fairy surprisingly participated in the test as well. Her strength, even surpassing Chu Tiange’s, naturally earned her a spot in the Hunting Battlefield.

After the selection test concluded, the Supreme Elder Xu Zhengfeng, seated high on the platform, stood up and proclaimed in a loud voice, "First, congratulations to all elite disciples. You represent the honor of the Hall of Conquest and will engage in a life-and-death duel with the Barbarian Clan geniuses in the Hunting Battlefield."

"In this battle, we shall win but not lose! And you will become the heroes of the Hall of Conquest!"