479: C479 What a Good Plan

C479 What a Good Plan

The leader of the group from Iron Sword Marquis Mansion was a Level Four warrior. He had been famous for a long time, and his combat strength was terrifying. But now, facing Han Feng, he felt a sense of fear in his heart. They couldn't afford to offend this young man.

What a joke! This young man was able to face the pressure of the Qi family alone! Putting aside the Hongtian Academy and the Longevity Temple behind him, the Situ family and the Ming family... And the Ling family, they were all standing on Han Feng's side. They were the young lords of a few families. They were all very close friends with Han Feng, and they even personally invited him to join them. This was a great honor even to a master of a major power.

After all, in this world, besides strength, one also had to look at one's background and status. The young master of Nine Great Aristocratic Families could even mobilize Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage experts to wipe out an area. Even a major power like the Marquis's Mansion wouldn't dare to provoke them.

Therefore, Han Feng, who was highly regarded by all the young masters, must not be a simple man. This made the Iron Sword Marquis Mansion wary of him.

"Don't be afraid. After the King's Banquet, I will naturally settle this score with you." Han Feng smiled leisurely, as if he wanted to settle this score with them, but the Iron Sword Marquis Mansion was not as calm as before.

Currently, Han Feng had occupied the first place. Although he might be replaced by Zhao Tianming, he would at least be ranked in the top three. The King's Banquet would definitely receive a grand reward.

As for the treatment that the top ten generals of the King's Banquet would receive, the Iron Sword Marquis Mansion had heard about it. It seemed like they would be recruited by a powerful force called the Divine Seal Palace and become a truly terrifying figure.

The hearts of the leaders of the Iron Sword Marquis Mansion trembled. If Han Feng attacked them after the King's Banquet, it would undoubtedly be a devastating disaster.

"I advise you not to act rashly. We are from the Marquis's Mansion, and we have a powerful force. It was the royal family who ordered us to do so." The leader said with a gloomy expression.

"You don't need to make such a big fuss. I didn't say that I wanted to make the Iron Sword Marquis Mansion my enemy, did I?" Han Feng's expression was still relaxed, as if he was speaking casually.

"I hope so." The leader said indifferently.

"The Fourth Prince and Young Master Ming Dian have extraordinary combat strength. We should watch the battle carefully."

Han Feng's eyes fell on Ming Dian. At this moment, Ming Dian was using an excellent sword technique. He had changed from the Spirit Snake Sword Technique to the Eighteen Thunderclap Swords. He slashed out with each sword. It sounded like the sound of thunder rolling in the sky. It shook the nine heavens.

"Ming Dian's sword seems to contain his own will. It can transform into a thunderbolt, but this isn't something that I can compare with." Han Feng thought to himself. He was able to merge the other wills into his Sword Dao. Unleash! It was powerful, but it was impossible to use a sword to form all kinds of power. It was as if this sword itself contained all sorts of power.

Han Feng was very confident in his own power, but he wouldn't say that he had cultivated all kinds of power to the extreme. Watching the battles of these god 's favoreds figures would be very beneficial to his cultivation.

Thunderclaps exploded on Zhao Tianming's body, tearing his clothes apart. His face was charred black, and he was even more furious. His fists were even more violent, as if they could destroy anything.

"Seal!"

Finally, Zhao Tianming found an opportunity to strike Ming Dian's long sword with his palm. The thunder that was about to explode was directly sealed. At the same time, an unfathomable force was unleashed towards Ming Dian, as if it was going to tear him apart.

"I lost." Ming Dian sighed, but he wasn't sad. It wasn't shameful to lose to Zhao Tianming.

"Maybe you are the only one who can fight the fourth prince." Ming Dian's voice rang in Han Feng's ears. His eyes flashed and he smiled faintly.

A mere battle was not enough. What Han Feng wanted to do was to crush him.

"Perhaps, I'm not the only one who can fight him." A meaningful smile was hidden in Han Feng's eyes. Zhao Tianming had always regarded him as the main character of King's Banquet. This was ridiculous.

Tuoba Wushuang stepped onto the Royal Battle Platform and furiously fought against Kong Wen. His fist strength was domineering, but it also contained a little bit of force. Even Kong Wen couldn't withstand the force of the punches that filled the sky.

"Break!" Tuoba Wushuang shouted. The force of his punch was as strong as the sun. It was extremely arrogant and domineering. Every punch was thrown out. Kong Wen's palm contained the power of emptiness and emptiness. However, he was still forced to retreat, as if he was unable to counter Tuoba Wushuang's punch.

"My Kongming Palm has been cultivated for several years. In the same realm, sir, you are the first one to be defeated. " Kong Wen put his palms together and bowed towards Tuoba Wushuang. He sighed with emotion. He thought that his defense was unparalleled, but he was still defeated by Tuoba Wushuang's fist.

"Even Kong Wen was defeated by Tuoba Wushuang." Everyone's heart sank. The top ten seats seemed to be the battle between the students of Hongtian Academy and the Eight Young Masters. However, in the competition, the side of Hongtian Academy seemed to have the upper hand.

"Qi Yao, have you recovered?" Zhao Tianji asked Qi Yao. According to the order, it should be Qi Yao's turn. However, in the previous round, Qi Yao had been badly beaten by Han Feng. He had suffered quite a big injury. He wondered if he had recovered.

"I'm fine now." Qi Yao took a step forward. After consuming the miracle medicine of his family, his injuries had mostly recovered. After another two to four hours of recuperation, there were almost no more problems.

Seeing that Qi Yao was fine, Zhao Tianji did not say anything else and indicated that the battle could begin.

"Chen Huang, get the hell out here!" Qi Yao shouted out loudly, as if a ferocious beast was charging towards Chen Huang. He had lost to Han Feng and Tuoba Wushuang just now, and he felt deeply humiliated. He had lost to the people of Hongtian Academy in a row, which made him lose a lot of face. Now that he had chosen Chen Huang, he wanted to get rid of Chen Huang's shame.

Chen Huang's figure descended like a Fire Phoenix, his entire body was covered with blazing light. His palm blasted forward like a raging flame. It was as if he was dragging the illusory image of the Fire Phoenix of the Nine Heavens, and at the same time, he was supporting the power of the scorching sun. The scorching sun slashed down, as if it was going to cut Qi Yao apart with the raging flames.2

Qi Yao let out a cold snort. He saw that Chen Huang actually dared to take the initiative to attack him. The shadow of the Golden Lion let out a furious roar. It was as if thousands of Demonic Beasts were smashing down from the sky. His palm struck down. The sharp golden light kept flashing, like golden sharp swords. It ripped apart everything.

The two extremely powerful forces collided, and the fire intent and the metal intent pressed forward at the same time. It caused the Royal Battle Platform to tremble, and Chen Huang took a step forward. Boundless light of the scorching sun gathered in his hand, and he lunged at Qi Yao.

Qi Yao's eyes trembled. His demonic Qi rumbled forward and turned into a golden demonic palm print, slapping down. Boundless light burst out from the palm and swept across like a wave.

The two of them had been fighting for a long time. The sky was shaking, and endless power was unleashed. In the end, Qi Yao won.

"It seems like these god 's favoreds figures can be divided into several levels." A Martial Lord's eyes sparkled as he spoke slowly.

"Fourth Prince, without a doubt, has the highest combat strength. Next were Han Feng, Tuoba Wushuang, Situ Zhe, and Ming Dian. Qi Yao and the other two young masters were at the third level. After that were Chen Huang, Sun Tianwang, and other god 's favoreds figures."

The person beside him nodded. The division of levels wasn't unreasonable. Everyone had a clear understanding of the combat strength of each god 's favored.

The final battle between Situ Zhe and Lian Chen was also very intense. Situ Zhe tried to use the will of illusion to influence Lian Chen's will. However, Lian Chen's Dao heart was firm and firm like a rock. He did not budge at all. In addition, his spirit energy was very strong, and he was not afraid of Situ Zhe's corrosive power. When they collided, they were actually evenly matched.

"Lian Chen's bamboo cane attack is very fierce, as if it can form a trace of Dao, but Situ Zhe's palm technique is also very powerful. It can even corrode the ground into black. The outcome of this battle is really unknown."

Han Feng's eyes were deep, and it was difficult for him to determine the outcome of the battle.

After a few hours, the outcome of the battle between the two had finally been decided. Lian Chen's bamboo cane technique was exquisite, and he had gained the upper hand by defeating Situ Zhe.

The second round of the top ten battles had ended.

"After this round is over, the challenge can begin. Those who are ranked lower can challenge those who are not convinced. " Zhao Tianji's voice was heard. Everyone nodded slightly. After a while, they saw Han Feng stepping onto the Royal Battle Platform.

This time around, the opponent Han Feng chose was Kong Wen.

"I apologize for offending you, grandmaster." Han Feng said with a smile.

Kong Wen stepped forward with the golden staff in his hand and bowed to Han Feng.

"This scarlet-golden staff seems to be somewhat mysterious." Some people were curious when they saw Kong Wen bring the staff with him.

Another person shook his head, "This staff doesn't have any mysteries. It's another unique skill of the Void Night Temple, the Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique. It's very powerful."

"Didn't the Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique say that it has been lost? Could it be that Kong Wen has actually learned it?" Everyone was shocked. This staff technique had been lost for a long time. Could it be that Kong Wen actually knew it?

"This little monk is not talented. I would like to use the Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique to experience Young Master Han Feng's Devil Technique." Kong Wen's words shocked everyone once again. Kong Wen really knew the Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique!

"How powerful is this Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique?" Sun Tianwang and the others were confused by the crowd's reaction, so they asked Loong Yi.

Loong Yi's eyes were solemn as he said in a low voice, "This Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique is even more powerful than the Kongming Palm. It is a combat technique that focuses on attacking. It's said that it's one of the reasons why the Void Night Temple can stand for thousands of years without collapsing. It's just that it's said that more than seventy years ago, there was a great thief who infiltrated the Void Night Temple. After stealing this ultimate skill, the old Zen Master who was proficient in this ultimate skill had already died. This ultimate technique was lost. I didn't expect that it would reappear in the Pugilistic World today. "

" Since the Thousand Hands Tathagata Staff Technique is so powerful, why didn't I use it before? " Han Lei asked.

Loong Yi had a smile on his face, but he didn't say anything. It was Sun Tianwang who had guessed it. “ This monk still has a lot of evil thoughts in his mind. I'm afraid he has been holding back this big move for a long time. It was all for the sake of dealing with Han Feng. The person who fought with him before was ranked too low. It didn't matter whether they won or lost, but if they defeated Han Feng, they would be able to obtain the first place. This guy is really good at scheming!"

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