82: C82 Singles Challenge Tournament

C82 Singles Challenge Tournament

Challenger 3.

When they heard Murong Fu say that he would admit defeat, everyone in the Myriad Sword Sect was shocked. At first, they were still full of confidence, but they had never thought that Murong Fu would lose. Furthermore, Muh Feng had lost so thoroughly that he hadn't even used his full strength.

As the saying goes, the higher one's expectation, the greater the disappointment. It was the same for everyone in Myriad Sword Sect. At this moment, it was as if their hearts had been overturned. It was a very unpleasant feeling. At this moment, Muh Feng's name was heard from the Myriad Sword Sect.

A few of them admired Muh Feng, but most of them hated him. It was him who had cast a dark veil over the hero in their hearts.

The higher ups of Myriad Sword Sect were shocked and furious. What surprised them was that Muh Feng, who had just broken through to the Golden Core Late Period, had defeated an outstanding disciple of Myriad Sword Sect. The angry Muh Feng slapped the Myriad Sword Sect's face, forcing Murong Fu to lower his head and admit defeat in front of everyone.

The competition was still in full swing. Perhaps it was Muh Feng who had defeated Murong Fu. It had angered the other five disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect. Now... Anyone who faced the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect, no matter which sect they were from... They would either lose an arm or a leg.

However, what made them angry was that those sects didn't blame the Myriad Sword Sect. Instead, all of them pointed their spearheads at the Heavenly Thunder Sect. With the reason that Muh Feng had infuriated the Myriad Sword Sect, they had launched an attack together. Anyone who encountered the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect... * Hong Long...... * If it wasn't for Chen Hui, Tim and Yixue would have been very powerful. Moreover, he didn't encounter any abnormal opponents. He was afraid that he wouldn't have ended up with some minor injuries.

The first round of the one-on-one competition ended in an intense competition. The fifty-nine disciples who won the competition carried on with the second round of the one-on-one competition.

The only sect among the fourteen sects that hadn't lost yet was the Heavenly Thunder Sect. Of course, there was a lot of luck involved in this. If Chen Hui and the others met a stronger opponent or a stronger opponent from the Myriad Sword Sect, the outcome would be different. Surprisingly, they had only met a Nascent Infant Early Period, not even a Mid Nascent Infant.

"Next, please draw lots with the fifty-eight disciples who won the first round of the one-on-one competition and the one who won the round. It was still the same number 1 versus number 2, and the number 3 versus number 4. The disciple who drew the number 30 will lose the round. Remember to stop at the right time, and do not use any killing intent." The ten thousand disciples shouted.

"Haha, brother is so handsome, brother is so godly. F * ck, number 30 has been picked by me." Chen Hui said excitedly.

"Junior brother Chen, do you want to do that? But the free time can't increase the sect's points!" The azure-clothed man rolled his eyes and said.

"Everyone, be careful. The competition in a while might not be that simple. I feel that besides Ba Dao, everyone else is looking at us with unfriendly eyes. Remember, if you can't win, just admit defeat. I don't want anyone to get injured here. Even if we lose, we should still be proud of ourselves. " Muh Feng analyzed.

Everyone nodded their heads in tacit understanding. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that perhaps only Muh Feng would be able to enter the top ten. It was just that no one pointed it out.

However, everyone was proud to be able to reach this stage with such a cultivation base.

The following battle would certainly be very difficult. Muh Feng roughly looked at it when he drew the lots. Except for a few Mid Nascent Infant warriors, most of them were Nascent Infant Late Period warriors. There was even an Aperture Expelling Early Period warrior, and Muh Feng could faintly sense a dangerous aura from him.

The second round of the competition had just begun, and the atmosphere was filled with cheers. It had reached its climax.

This time, Muh Feng drew the last number 59, which meant that Muh Feng was the last group to go on stage. Therefore, Muh Feng focused on watching the competition on the arena. Know yourself and know your enemy. Only by winning a hundred battles could Muh Feng win a hundred battles, even though he was not afraid of anyone.

Just as Muh Feng had said, Yixue and the others received enthusiastic greetings from the disciples of other sects as soon as they entered the arena. Although they knew that they were no match for their opponent after only one round, they immediately admitted defeat. However, their opponent attacked with full force the moment they entered the arena. Yixue and Loong Feng... All of them were seriously injured, which made Muh Feng extremely furious.

Sensing Muh Feng's anger, all the disciples who were watching by his side unconsciously retreated, away from Muh Feng's volcano that could erupt at any time.

Tim had encountered a Mid Nascent Infant disciple whose cultivation base wasn't too high. Judging from his Qi, it seemed like he had just made a breakthrough not too long ago. After an intense battle, Tim had finally won by a narrow margin. However, he was already seriously injured, and he was coughing out large mouthfuls of blood. It seemed like... He might not be able to fight in the next round.

Chen Hui helped Yixue and the others to the side, while Muh Feng injected a stream of seven-colored spiritual energy into each of their bodies. With their healing, they recovered quickly. Even Tim, whose heart meridian had been shattered, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was Muh Feng's turn to fight. His opponent was a disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect. Muh Feng looked at his opponent with hatred. A powerful energy soared into the sky. Muh Feng was about to use him to vent his anger.

His opponent knew that his cultivation base was lower than Murong Fu's, so he hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "I admit defeat!"

After saying that, he jumped off the stage, not giving Muh Feng a chance to vent his anger. Muh Feng smiled bitterly.

Not only did the disciples below the arena not laugh at the Myriad Sword Sect disciple, they even praised him, "Well done, a wise choice!"

Chen Hui and the others looked at him with disdain. He was clearly a realm higher than Muh Feng, but he shamelessly admitted defeat, and was even praised by others.

"Hehe, your skill in boot-licking the Myriad Sword Sect is first-rate, isn't it? I will give you 100 points for this act!" Muh Feng gave a thumbs up to the cheering disciples and said.

When they heard Muh Feng's sarcasm, their faces immediately turned red, but they didn't say anything to fight back. They were forced to take a loss, but what Muh Feng said was the truth. Everyone knew it, but no one pointed it out.

The third round of drawing lots continued. Chen Hui and Tim saw that their opponent was a Nascent Infant Late Period. They didn't even want to fight, they just admitted defeat. They didn't want to cause trouble for themselves. In any case, their cultivation base was low, so it wasn't shameful for them to be able to reach this stage. They were already very satisfied.

As for Chen Hui and Tim admitting defeat, there was a series of curses from below.2

"Trash from the Heavenly Thunder Sect, you're not very awesome, are you? Why did you admit defeat like a grandson?"

"Get lost. If you don't have the ability, don't go on the stage. Get back to your mother and drink her milk!"

"Trash, trash. How shameless! You've become a coward!"

Chen Hui and Tim clenched their fists tightly in the face of the crowd's curses. Their green stems exploded, but they still suppressed their anger.

"Hmph! What are you guys yelling at?! When I'm done with the competition later, those who don't want to admit defeat come up and fight me one-on-one. It's a life and death battle." Nie Li loudly roared, his voice clearly transmitted to the ears of all the disciples below the stage.

Sensing Muh Feng's anger, everyone hurriedly shut their mouths. They didn't have the courage to fight with this freak.

"Are you mute? If you don't dare, then don't waste your time talking below. Hmph!" Muh Feng looked around and saw that everyone was silent, so he said.

This round was the same. All the disciples who met Muh Feng admitted defeat. No one thought that they were stronger than Murong Fu, so they didn't even have the courage to fight.

There were only ten people left on the stage. Four of them were from the Myriad Sword Sect, two from the White Cloud Sect, one from the Heavenly Lake Sect, one from the Jade Maiden Sect, one from the Six Arts Sect, and one from the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

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