832: C832 To Zhan Zifei

C832 To Zhan Zifei

Qian Yuhan's entire body was imprisoned and even her divine sense was compressed within her body.

She could only watch helplessly as the seal fell.

At this moment, she was filled with regret. She shouldn't have threatened Lin Yue.

She had underestimated Lin Yue's strength. He was able to completely suppress her with just the Soul Suppression.

In the next moment, her eyes widened and returned to normal.

The incident happened in that instant. The other people were all paying attention to the competition, but no one noticed it.

"Master." She said respectfully.

Lin Yue nodded and continued activating the Fiendgod Pagoda, deleting the memory of him being a Fiendgod.

This way, even if others searched her soul, they wouldn't be able to find anything.

Qian Yuhan was too scheming, so she directly turned her into a puppet to ensure that nothing would go wrong.

This was also a method that couldn't be helped. Otherwise, once people didn't know that he was from the Godfiend Faction, he would be in a very dangerous situation.

This was completely different from the cultivation of the Gods and Devils.

He first returned to his seat at the competition venue, while Qian Yuhan went straight back to the secret chamber.

Han Zifei glanced at him, but did not do anything.

He wanted to ask him properly after the competition ended.

Although he suspected that Lin Yue had obtained the inheritance of the devil god, it was just a suspicion.

He didn't know that Lin Yue was a devil, and Qian Yuhan didn't tell him about it.

Therefore, he planned to wait until the end of the Heavenly Sovereign Selection, and then have a chat with Lin Yue.

The second round of the competition had finally come to an end.

Now, there were only twenty-seven people left.

Lin Yue walked over and casually drew a bamboo stick, number 14.

Everyone hoped to draw number 14. Because in this way,

They could skip this round and directly enter the next round.

"My luck is really good. I actually avoided this round and directly entered the finals." Someone said.

"That's useless. After all, a Heavenly Monarch Fifth Layer has never entered the competition with such a cultivation base before."

"There is no absolute in everything. Just because there was no such thing in the past doesn't mean there won't be one in the future." Another man said, "This guy called Lin Yue is not simple."

Now, everyone was paying close attention to Lin Yue. After all, his performance in the previous two matches was very shocking.

"Boss, your luck is extremely good this time. It seems like there won't be any problem for you to enter the Heavenly Sovereign Selection." Tan Loong said.

"It's still too early to talk about this now. The remaining people are not easy to deal with." Lin Yue said.

He looked at the stage. This time, he had to observe the performance of these people, because the next round would be the finals.

Only by understanding their opponents would he be able to deal with them better. ...

Only by knowing oneself and knowing the enemy would one be able to win a hundred battles.

In this round, the competition was obviously much more exciting. The contestants all used all of their skills to try to enter the finals.

The audience below the stage also watched with great enjoyment. Many people also gained some insights from other people's battles.

Very soon, it was Han Zifei's turn to go on stage.

He was number thirteen, which was the last match of this round.

Fortunately, his opponent was also a Heavenly Monarch Sixth Layer.

After exchanging ten thousand blows, Han Zifei had a slight advantage and won.

With this, there were only fourteen people left, including Lin Yue.

After the end, the seven victorious people would temporarily enter the Heavenly Sovereign Selection, and then choose three from the eliminated seven people. A total of ten people would be selected, and they would accept the final stage of the challenge.

Only after they had passed the final challenge would they be truly selected.

The participants could also feel the tremendous pressure coming from their bodies. After all, there was still an Eighth Layer of Heavenly Monarch Stage warrior in the audience, and he was quietly watching them.

Even if they were selected temporarily, it was very likely that they would be selected in the end.

Everyone started drawing lots. Lin Yue drew the number seven.

Han Zifei looked at the number in his hand and looked at Lin Yue.

"What a coincidence. Brother Lin actually drew one." He said with a smile.

In fact, he was still very happy in his heart. After all, in this match, only Lin Yue was a Heavenly Monarch Fifth Layer, and his cultivation level was the lowest.

Even though he had received the inheritance of the devil, it wasn't easy for him to level up in such a short period of time. He didn't believe that he would be able to cultivate any great divine abilities or secret techniques.

"What a coincidence." Lin Yue said, "It seems like I will have to stop here this time."

"Lin Fellow Taoist must be joking. You have such a powerful combat strength. Who knows, you might be able to defeat me and enter the competition." Han Zifei said.

He looked at Lin Yue, wanting to find out more about him.

Since Lin Yue had only shown him a few moves in the previous two matches, he could not see through it, so he was still a little worried.

"To be honest, I really hope so." Lin Yue said, "I'm just afraid that Brother Han won't give me this chance."

Han Zifei smiled but didn't say anything.

He believed that Lin Yue would definitely hold a grudge for using Lin Yue as cannon fodder in Residence Ruins. He would never let Lin Yue win so easily.

However, he wouldn't show any mercy either. Crippling Lin Yue might be a good choice.

According to Lin Yue's terrifying cultivation speed, he would soon surpass him. At that time, he would definitely settle the score with him.

He wasn't willing to let such an opponent grow.

A new round of competition had begun on the arena.

In this round of battle, the audience below the stage did not have as much fun watching it. They thought that the speed of these powerhouses was too fast. The entire arena was filled with phantom images slowly. The weaker ones simply could not see clearly who was who. ...

After one match after another, the last one would be Lin Yue and Han Zifei.1

Those who had entered the Residence Ruins of Gods and Devils before knew that although these two seemed friendly on the surface, they were actually very dissatisfied with each other.

Perhaps the conflict between them had completely erupted on this stage.

Lin Yue and Han Zifei cupped their fists at each other. After that, no one was in a hurry to make a move.

Although it was a preemptive move, sometimes, whoever made the first move would reveal a flaw.

Han Zifei didn't know Lin Yue's background, so he wouldn't make any rash moves.

Lin Yue did not dare to look down on an opponent who was one level higher than him.

He didn't want to use a secret technique to defeat Han Zifei. He didn't want to reveal his identity as a devil, so this was a little difficult, but it wasn't impossible.

Swoosh!

After a few breaths of time, Han Zifei still made his move. He drew out his long sword, and the light of the sword shone brightly as it slashed down.

Lin Yue held the Dragon-slaying Sword in his hand, and instantly unleashed nine sword energies.

"Devouring Ability!"

At the same time, he shouted. Eighteen black whirlpools appeared beside Han Zifei, intending to devour him.

Han Zifei's expression changed. If he was touched by these whirlpools, he would definitely lose a lot of weight.

He drew out layers of defensive armor, and a hundred sword energies slashed at the whirlpools.

The instant the sword energies touched the vortex, the combination of ice, fire, and lightning emerged from the black vortex.

Han Zifei's expression changed drastically, but it was too late for him to withdraw the sword Qis.

The eighteen black whirlpools were slashed by the sword qi, and the three forces of ice, fire, and lightning were completely activated. They exploded with a loud bang, and activated each other. A terrifying energy mass instantly drowned the arena!

Han Zifei was the closest to the whirlpools, and his figure had already been submerged in the shock wave.

The magic array wall on the arena twisted violently for a moment.

"Don't move." Leng Chen saw that the elder beside him was about to attack, but Zu Lan said, "Lin Yue has shown mercy. He won't die."

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