Chapter 813: The First Prince of Fengsheng

"Strict requirements." The surrounding warriors shook their heads one after another.

"In this way, there are very few who can really compete on the stage." Lu Zheng shook his head.

"Could it be that the Fengsha Temple and the Fengsheng royal family deliberately made things difficult?" The other law enforcement members on the side said dissatisfiedly.

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head and said softly, "Their request is just to select a real martial arts genius."

"Martial genius?" Lu Zheng frowned, "Feng Ji Conference, there is no age requirement."

"For those older warriors, this is also considered a selection of martial arts geniuses?"

"It's not fair to the truly young Tianjiao."

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head again and chuckled, "Such a rule is unfair to those old and famous warriors."

"This wind and silence conference seems to be very interesting."

"Oh?" Lu looked suspicious.

Before I had time to ask more questions, on the martial arts stage, a martial artist once again jumped up.

This time, there are two young Tianjiao who are at the seventh level of the Earth's extreme cultivation.

The two of them, about twenty-five or six years old, with such a cultivation base, are already very great martial arts talents.

This time, the old man on the competition stage did not blast the two of them off the stage.

The old man glanced at the two of them indifferently, "There are no special rules for the competition of the Fengji Conference."

"You can treat this competition as a battle of life and death."

"Death or falling off the stage is considered a failure."

"If you are ready, the two of you can start to compete."

"Yes, senior." Both of them bowed politely to the old man.

The old man is the first sub-hallmaster in the first main hall of Fengsha Hall, so he should be polite to him.

Afterwards, the eyes of the two were full of fighting intent.

The battle started instantly.

For a time, the entire competition stage, with the two people fighting, suddenly violent.

"Tsk tsk, looking at the strength of these two, no matter who wins or loses in the end, there will definitely be a spot between them." Lu Zheng watched the battle with interest and said.

Xiao Yi's face was hidden in a large robe, and he was silent.

But he and Lu Zheng had a different view.

The two people on the stage will end the battle soon.

However, they can't get the quota.

At the very least, the Seventh Layer of the Earth's Pole can't be taken.

Sure enough, in a short while, on the stage of the competition, the winner and loser were already divided.

One of them, knowing that he was invincible, hurriedly jumped off the competition platform.

The old man, announced the results.

Soon, another challenger appeared.

However, the battle ended again extremely quickly.

Just because, the only one who played on the field was a Tianjiao of the sixth layer of the earth, far from being the opponent of the person just now.

Dozens of 'challengers' came on stage in a row, and in the end, they were all knocked off the stage by the winners one by one.

"Tsk tsk, it's the 15th winning streak." Lu Zheng smiled proudly on the side, "As expected, this genius will definitely get a spot."

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "The real battle has only begun now."

"Oh?" Lu Zheng was stunned.

whoosh…

A figure leaped onto the competition platform.

The person who came, was handsome and extraordinary, and was dressed in a graceful and luxurious manner.

"It's the sixth prince." Below, there was a sound of exclamation.

"The sixth prince of Fengsheng?" The martial arts genius who had won 15 consecutive victories on the martial arts stage had a trace of fear on his face.

"Are you going down by yourself, or am I going to blast you down?" The sixth prince stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a strong man.

"Hmph." The young man snorted coldly, and then cupped his hands, "Sixth prince, offended."

The next second, instant shot.

boom…

A loud roar.

The warriors watching the battle below had not yet reacted. The young man had been blasted off the competition stage, vomiting blood and was seriously injured.

"So strong." The surrounding warriors watching the battle were full of horror.

"As expected of the sixth prince of Fengsheng, one of the most famous Tianjiao."

"The 15-game winning streak is not his enemy."

"Amazing." Lu Zheng exclaimed.

"Eighth-level cultivation base." Xiao Yi also nodded, "But the ninth-level strength of the earth's pole broke out, which is really good."

On the competition stage, the sixth prince looked around proudly.

"Can someone take the stage to challenge?"

Loud voice, with inexplicable majesty and oppression.

For a time, there was no one answering around the entire competition platform.

"I..." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

A fire attribute momentum suddenly erupted not far away.

Looking in the direction in which the momentum erupted, a 'familiar' voice came into view.

"Qin Hongyi?" Xiao Yi frowned and muttered to himself.

"Huh?" On the competition stage, the sixth prince looked at Qin Hongyi with a cold gaze.

"Qin Hongyi, do you want to challenge this prince?"

The tone of the negative test has an inexplicable meaning.

Not far away, Qin Hongyi's eyes were full of fighting intent.

"Qin Hongyi, one of the peerless talents over the Boiling Volcano."

"If she were to play, who would win or lose, it's really unknown."

The surrounding warriors were talking a lot.

Whether it is the sixth prince or Qin Hongyi, they are all famous geniuses in the Wind Holy Region.

It is almost impossible to see such two geniuses fighting against each other on weekdays.

Naturally, all the warriors present showed interest.

Qin Hongyi was about to take the stage.

But behind her, an elder of the Fire Intention Sect pulled her arm and shook her head.

"Elder..." Qin Hongyi frowned.

After a long while, Qin Hongyi's momentum dissipated, and he didn't say any more.

On the competition stage, the sixth prince grinned proudly.

Under the martial arts stage, the surrounding warriors all shook their heads.

"Qin Hongyi is actually timid."

Xiao Yi frowned. Just now, he clearly saw the cold eyes of the Huoyi Sect elder looking at Qin Hongyi.

"Despicable." Lu Zheng shook his head.

"What?" Xiao Yi asked suspiciously.

Lu Zheng said disdainfully, "Huoyizong, the royal family of Yangfeng has always breathed a sigh of relief, and Qin Hongyi did not dare to take the stage to challenge."

"I heard that not long before the Fengji Conference started, many famous Tianjiao were warned by the sixth prince."

Xiao Yi smiled lightly and said nothing.

On the competition stage, there were no challengers for a long time.

The old man said loudly, "Within ten breaths, if there are no more challengers, the first place will belong to the sixth prince."

The old man's voice fell, but no one answered.

It was not until the ten breaths were passed that a violent shout suddenly sounded.

"Sixth prince, others are afraid of you, but the old man is not afraid."

Whoosh, a figure leaped onto the competition stage.

"Half-step Tianji." Xiao Yi glanced at it and muttered to himself.

"Hey, it's Senior Zhuo Duxing, is he here too?" Lu Zheng exclaimed.

"Who is he?" Xiao Yi asked.

Lu Zheng replied, "Senior Zhuo Duxing, who used to be a famous solo warrior in the Wind Holy Region, later entered the Shura Hall."

"Oh yes, it's a deacon from Yufeng City."

"Yufengcheng?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Lu Zheng said with a smile, "Senior Zhuo Duxing, he is known as the invincible powerhouse under the Heavenly Pole Realm."

"The sixth prince is defeated."

Xiao Yi nodded.

In his perception, Zhuo Duxing was only a half-step celestial.

However, in his intuition, Zhuo Duxing's strength is definitely above the realm of heaven.

"Get out of here, old man." Zhuo Duxing snorted coldly on the competition stage, and then threw a punch.

"Old man, do you dare?" The sixth prince's expression changed.

However, as soon as the words fell, Zhuo Duxing's fist smashed him into the air.

"Pfft." The sixth prince fell in a state of embarrassment, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yellow-haired child." Zhuo Duxing said disdainfully on the competition stage.

Just at this moment, a majestic cold voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Bullying the small with the big, Zhuo Duxing, do you still have the face to speak?"

"Who?" Zhuo Duxing's expression changed.

Bang... High in the sky, a surging momentum was severely suppressed.

With Zhuo Duxing's strength, he was instantly suppressed and unable to move.

A figure floated down from the sky.

The person who came was dressed in fancy clothes, with a dignified aura; in his handsome face, there was a Ling Jue aura that made people dare not look directly.

"Eldest Prince Fengsheng?" Everyone present took a deep breath.

"The Wind Holy Region, the first Tianjiao, the future Lord of the Wind Holy Empire."

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Third more.

(End of this chapter)