279: C279 The Top Three Were Still Unknown!

C279 The Top Three Were Still Unknown!

In the first battle of the third round, Han Feng won and Wai Ziran lost. Both of their jade plates remained the same. If Han Feng wanted to change his ranking, he would have to go forward and challenge him.

After that, three people stepped onto the fighting stage. Fong Jue, Zi Chen, and Wu Meng.

Fong Jue and Wu Meng had already fought before, so... He let Wu Meng watch the battle first. If Zi Chen defeated Fong Jue... The ranking could be directly determined, but if Fong Jue won against Zi Chen... There should still be a battle between Zi Chen and Wu Meng.

"Let's begin."

As soon as Fong Loong finished speaking, Fong Jue suddenly threw out a Combat King Fist. Divine patterns sparkled, and the phantom of a Combat King suddenly appeared on his body. The Combat King Fist destroyed everything in its path, and it was so powerful that it seemed like it was going to crush the person in front of it.

Zi Chen calmly stepped forward, and a purple Qi started circulating around his body. It was as if there was an immortal halo hovering in the sky above him. He thrust his palm forward. A purple divine pattern palm print condensed and flew out furiously. It collided with the fist of the Battle King, and the spiritual energy surged violently. It was as if even the void trembled a little. The incomparably tyrannical fist light crushed forward. The purple qi also madly rushed out, causing everyone to exclaim in admiration.

"My Divine Crest is a King's Divine Crest, and it gathers the power of a Battle King. My Divine Crest is a King's Divine Crest, and it gathers the power of a Battle King. A domineering aura of a King was unleashed from Fong Jue's body, and a fist imprint was unleashed. The violent punch of his fist seemed to shake the entire mountain, and it even caused the fighting stage to rumble.

"The Divine Crest of a Combat King, condensing the power of a Combat King is indeed not bad. However... The power of the Heavenly Axiom is truly unstoppable." Zi Chen also spoke. In an instant, his palm slammed forward furiously. A huge purple palm print seemed to be able to pluck the stars and move the moon, carrying a torrent of Power of Trend. The palm slammed down furiously like a divine bird. * Hong Long...... * Fong Jue's fist print was shattered layer by layer. In the end, even he himself... * Hong Long...... *

Fong Jue lost.

Zi Chen casually stood on the fighting stage, his long robe fluttering in the wind and his black hair fluttering in the wind. His words were still ringing in everyone's ears, "The power of the Heavenly Dao is truly irresistible."

Even Han Feng was shocked in his heart. Zi Chen had merged the Trend of the World into the Divine Crest. Such an attack was truly irresistible.

Zi Chen had won. He had seized the seventh jade plate and was temporarily ranked seventh. Fong Jue's ranking had dropped. Wu Meng had already lost to him, so there was no need for him to fight anymore.

The following battles had made everyone look forward to it. Jia Wuyou, Faang Hongxuan, and Zhao Mingxuan were all super powerful god 's favored figures. The collision between them should be very exciting.

"Faang Hongxuan and Zhao Mingxuan will fight first." Fong Loong arranged the battle according to the ranking of the jade plates. The two of them would be at the back, and the winner would fight Jia Wuyou.

"Thank you for letting me win." Faang Hongxuan humbly bowed. Then, he spread out his folding fan, and a strong wind swept out. The light of the Divine Crest sparkled, and his body was filled with the fragrance of books. It was as if a huge and ancient scripture had appeared behind him, and his palm suddenly trembled. It was as if ancient characters had burst forth, transforming into a violent attack. He threw himself at Zhao Mingxuan.

Zhao Mingxuan struck out with his palm, and a golden palm print rolled out. When it collided with Faang Hongxuan's ancient words, it was as if the ancient words were branded onto the golden palm print. A violent force pressed down. The ancient text seemed to carry a supreme magical force. The golden palm shattered, and an endless amount of tearing force was unleashed. It lunged at Zhao Mingxuan.

Zhao Mingxuan's expression turned slightly serious, and he immediately struck out with his palm, causing the Divine Crest to flicker. A golden dragon roared furiously, and its shadow swept across the sky and earth. The ancient characters were dispersed by it. After that, the illusory golden dragon charged at Faang Hongxuan.

Wu Meng stood below the stage with her fists clenched tightly. Zhao Mingxuan was famous for his overbearing and domineering manner. She was worried that Zhao Mingxuan would hurt Faang Hongxuan.

"Take it!" The ancient scripture behind Faang Hongxuan floated in front of him in the blink of an eye. The pages of the book opened. A suction force was suddenly produced. The shadow of the golden dragon rushed over. However, this suction force had completely controlled him, making him unable to break free from it.

Roar!

The golden dragon roared furiously and struggled to break free. The ancient book also trembled. The two extremely powerful forces collided and collided on the fighting stage. Light splashed in all directions. The fighting stage rumbled and moved. Both of them used their most powerful attacks. Their auras were in chaos, as if they were going to crush their opponent.

"Cut!" Faang Hongxuan suddenly took a page from the ancient book. This page was like a giant sharp sword. He crazily slashed at Zhao Mingxuan. Zhao Mingxuan's palm trembled. Golden dragon shadows rushed forward, but they were cut off by the pages of the ancient book.

The two of them fought for a long time. Finally, the page of the ancient book was cut off by Faang Hongxuan. Zhao Mingxuan's golden dragon silhouettes were completely shattered. Finally, he was forced down from the fighting stage.

Faang Hongxuan had won. He had won the fifth jade plate, and Zhao Mingxuan had dropped to the sixth.

Wu Meng heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Faang Hongxuan had won the battle. This glib-tongued guy's strength was indeed not bad!

Next was the battle between Faang Hongxuan and Jia Wuyou.

"Jia Wuyou specializes in the Mountain and River Divine Crest, while Faang Hongxuan specializes in the Divine Crest of ancient books. They are all rather miraculous Divine Crest. The outcome of the battle between the two of them is really hard to say. " Han Feng looked at Jia Wuyou, who was slowly walking up to the stage, and thought to himself. Was Jia Wuyou really free of worries?

Faang Hongxuan slowly unfolded the divine patterns of the ancient book, and an ancient and simple aura emanated from it. It made people feel that this wasn't a Divine Pattern Master, but rather a wise and knowledgeable person.

Jia Wuyou's painting of mountains and rivers swept out, and the atmosphere was majestic. It was as if the great power of the world had entered his divine patterns, and the lines that were casually drawn were rivers, lakes, seas, and mountains.

The two of them fought crazily. The painting of mountains and rivers swept across all things, but it could not devour the ancient book. This ancient book seemed to contain the profound mysteries of the world, and no one could easily peek into it.

"These two seedlings are pretty good. In the future, they will be able to break through to the Perfection Stage with the help of the Divine Pattern Master." The Lord of Zhaotian nodded approvingly in his heart. He hated the fact that the time was too short. He couldn't cultivate a Perfection Stage Divine Pattern Master, otherwise, Ying Tiankuang wouldn't be able to dominate the world by himself.0

It even had the illusion that there was an expert in this spatial zone who was watching every single movement of this place. She didn't have any other purpose, she just wanted to see her disciple get first place.

Ying Tiankuang's eyes were closed, as if he was waiting for the final battle to come. Before that, he didn't even need to make a move.

The truth was just as the Lord of Zhaotian had expected. In the void... A graceful figure stood there, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, untainted by the dust of the mortal world. Her eyes were fixed on every single movement on the fighting stage. She muttered to herself, "Heaven Breaker, the successor I've raised for you... You... Are you satisfied? "

Two peerless figures were fighting endlessly on the battle platform. Each and every one of their attacks seemed to be able to destroy the heavens. Mountains were crashing down from the sky, shocking the crowd. If they were on the fighting stage, they would have been killed in the blink of an eye.

"Forget it. I can't defeat you. I can only stop at the fifth position." A few hours later, Faang Hongxuan let out a sigh. If he wanted to get the fourth seat, he had to defeat Jia Wuyou, but in reality, he couldn't do it. It was barely a draw.

The battle came to an abrupt end. The painting of mountains and rivers was put away, the ancient book disappeared, and the fourth and fifth places were taken.

"The last group." Many people's blood started boiling. Ying Tiankuang, Cao Yu, and Sikou Bailian. These three people should be the strongest people in this exam. Although the rest of them were strong, they were still far from these three people. There should still be some gap.

Among these three people, Ying Tiankuang's voice was the loudest. In many people's eyes, Ying Tiankuang would be able to obtain the first place without even having to take the exam.

"Cao Yu, Sikou Bailian, you two fight first." Fong Loong said. Both of them nodded, although they were very proud of themselves. In front of Ying Tiankuang, they didn't have the right to be proud. It wasn't shameful to fight first.

In the eyes of many people, the battle between Cao Yu and Sikou Bailian... It seemed like the battle between ___ and ___ would decide who the second and third seats belonged to. If Ying Tiankuang hadn't entered the Zhaotian Sect three months ago, Cao Yu and Sikou Bailian... Must be the leader of the younger generation.

A smile appeared on Lord of Zhaotian's face as he looked at his disciple, Cao Yu. "Yu Er, do your best. I believe that you won't lose."

"Don't worry, Master. The victor will definitely be your disciple." Cao Yu bowed to the Lord of Zhaotian and said. He seemed very confident and full of fighting spirit.

"Bailian, your name was obtained by me for you. After a thousand times of tempering, your body is like a peerless divine weapon that can pierce through the heavens and earth. Win, don't let me down. " An elder stood up and said to Sikou Bailian. Many people looked at him in surprise. It turned out that Sikou Bailian's name was... It was taken by this elder. He had gone through thousands of trials and tribulations, and had never won before.

"Master, don't worry. The third seat won't be my disciple." Sikou Bailian's eyes sparkled with a bright light, and he was also incomparably confident. He wasn't confident that he could win the first place, but he was determined to win the second place.

Two peerless figures quickly exchanged blows on the fighting stage. Cao Yu raised his hand and threw out over a hundred golden feather swords. The sharp Qi seemed to be able to penetrate through space. The entire fighting stage was covered in golden sword rain. It was dazzling, but the killing intent contained in the sword feathers was piercingly cold. Many people were still shocked.

Sikou Bailian's entire body seemed to be covered with divine weapons, and his fingers trembled continuously. Inscribing the Divine Crest, a golden blade seemed to slash through the heavens, and the power of the blade seemed to be able to break through everything. The divine spear flickered as it shot out explosively, shattering the endless golden feathers in an instant. It pierced straight towards Cao Yu.

"Both of them are at the same level in terms of inscribing and utilising Divine Inscriptions. However, Sikou Bailian's battle intent was even stronger, and his aura was even stronger. It's as if he can crush his opponent with his aura alone. This is something that Cao Yu can't hope to achieve. " Han Feng observed the battle between the two of them and commented in his mind. The victor! ... He was more optimistic about Sikou Bailian.

Just like his name, Sikou Bailian had gone through hundreds of battles. He had gone through hundreds and thousands of trials, and his heart was extremely strong.

The battle between the two continued for several hours. In the end, both of them were exhausted. In the end, Cao Yu lost.

"Sikou Bailian, fight Ying Tiankuang." Fong Loong announced, but Sikou Bailian shook his head. "No need. I understand the gap between us. There's no need to fight anymore. He is the first, I am the second, and Cao Yu is the third. The top three will be decided then! "

Hearing Sikou Bailian's words, everyone felt that it was natural. It was as if the top three were destined to be the top three. Only Han Feng had a sharp look in his eyes. No, the top three were not yet decided!

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