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"That's right, it's the Northern Dipper God Fist, a peerless martial art from the Fructus." The old man nodded with a complacent expression.

"If my guess is not wrong, the Thirteen Points of the Fructus should also be handed over to him, right?"

"Yes." The old man nodded again. That's right, there are very few disciples in my Divine Thief Sect, but there are no things in the world that my Divine Thief Sect cannot steal, any thing can be stolen, and any thing can be learned, this is the basis for my Divine Thief Sect! " His words were filled with pride.

"The Divine Thief Sect technique is indeed powerful, but my many years of research have not been in vain." Spiritual Master White-headed's eyes were filled with reverence, but he suddenly changed his direction and became filled with extreme self-confidence.

He then turned his gaze back to the stage, where Dong Wen Feng and Yi Tong was once again engaged in battle.

Dong Wen Feng, who originally had victory in his hands, had a drastic change in expression.

However, when he was clearly about to attack, he was always strangely dodged by his opponent. The current Yi Tong was like a catfish, slippery and extremely difficult to deal with.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes before the situation began to change.

Dong Wen Feng used the Northern Dipper Divine Fist, and used up too much True Qi, causing him to gradually become weaker, but Yi Tong gradually gained the upper hand, as though he was going to defeat Dong Wen Feng in the next moment.

"Just what movement skill is he using? "It looks simple, but why is it that I can't hit it every time? Is my attack method too simple?" Dong Wen Feng's thoughts quickly turned as he thought about the other party's weakness.

Another fist was easily dodged by the opponent, and a thought flashed across Dong Wenfeng's mind.

"It would be great if I had three heads and six arms. Attacking an opponent's movement technique like this is like rain. No matter how fast I am, I won't be able to dodge it!"

It was just such an idea that had been enlightened in vain by Dong Wenfeng.

Why didn't he have such an offensive skill? He did!

The Thirteen Points of the Fructus was an extremely profound group attack technique, it could let a person's attack speed suddenly increase, and its attack power was extremely high, so every part of the body could transform into a dot within the Thirteen Points, elbows, knees, legs, fists, all of them were sharp weapons.

The technique chant flowed through his mind, and Dong Wen Feng's Innate Qi started to circulate according to the unique route of 13 points, immediately activating it.

Following that, Yi Tong welcomed the most frenzied storm-like attack she had ever felt in her entire history.

In the blink of an eye, a flaw appeared in her defense as she was forcibly attacked three or four times, causing her true qi to dissipate.

But, just when Dong Wen Feng thought that he could knock Yi Tong off the stage with his next punch, his eyes suddenly blurred.

He was dumbstruck to realize that the Yi Tong in front of him had actually forcefully turned into two people.

"Body splitting technique!" The old man blurted out in surprise. "You really succeeded in studying your martial arts and body technique?"

Dong Wen Feng looked as though he had been slapped senseless, he stared at the scene in front of him with his mouth agape.

Even though he had been in contact with the cultivation world for such a long time, he still didn't know what to do when a living person suddenly became two in front of him.

Without waiting for Dong Wen Feng to understand, the two Yi Tong s actually attacked at the same time. Caught off guard, he was struck continuously until his defensive door opened, and in the next moment he lost.

However, Dong Wen Feng had finally regained his senses. He forced himself to hold onto his Qi and fight with the two Yi Tong at a draw, but if he did not think of a way to reverse it, continuing like this would only result in a matter of time.

But out of the two Yi Tong s in front of him, which one was real and which one was fake, could not be determined at all. Furthermore, with such a dazzling attack, if he wanted to escape, or even break it, it was easier said than done.

Dong Wenfeng's slightly hesitant state had already greatly reduced his fighting strength. After a dozen of exchanges, he was continuously beaten back by Yi Tong.

With this, Yi Tong felt that he had won. Instead, he became more relaxed and started to slowly enjoy Dong Wen Feng's awkward state.

"What do you think? Are you still bragging?"

Although Dong Wen Feng was feeling aggrieved in his heart, he did not have time to talk back, because he had already given his all. If he were to say another word, he might reveal even more flaws.

Finally, after enjoying Dong Wen Feng's awkward state, Yi Tong had forced Dong Wen Feng to the edge of the stage.

However, just as he was about to end the battle with a kick, suddenly, a cat cry sounded out in Dong Wen Feng's mind.

Meow!

His eyes seemed to have been temporarily blinded for an instant, as a cool feeling spread across them. Dong Wenfeng felt that his vision had undergone a tremendous change.

The first was that the world in front of him was extremely clear, and one could even see various types of energy swimming in the air.

Furthermore, the thing that had the most obvious effect was that the Yi Tong in front of him had already changed from being unable to see the difference at all, to being able to clearly see which one was real and which one was fake.

"This is fake!" Dong Wen Feng immediately made his judgement and instantly unleashed his attacks towards the real Yi Tong who was berserk, windy, violent and rain like.

Immersed in the joy of his impending victory, Yi Tong did not expect this at all, and was not even prepared to resist at all.

When she finally regained her senses, she had already fallen down the icy cold platform.

"This... "What's going on?!"

Looking at Dong Wenfeng who was on the stage, he did not know what to do, the one who was obviously going to win, how did he suddenly fall down?

And that sudden attack … Could it be … Did that guy see through his movement technique?

"Sigh, it's actually a temporary technique that the spirit beasts borrowed. It broke my movement technique, but I never would have thought it would be like this."

After a long sigh, Spiritual Master White-headed shook his head with a face full of sighs. Yi Tong could not see it, but he could see it clearly.

Just as Dong Wen Feng was about to lose, the cat in the arms of the old man suddenly lit up, and the undulations of Innate Qi were immediately answered by Dong Wen Feng.

The cat lent its eyes to Dong Wen Feng for the time being.

"I originally thought that the Spiritual Beast was yours, but it turns out to be that guy's. To think that he would have such good fortune in taming such a good Spirit Pet. I'm afraid you've put in quite a lot of effort, haven't you?" The white-haired Adept glanced at Moon-Swallowing.

The old man shook his head, but there was no joy in his victory.

"You're wrong, this cat is his luck. Before me, he already tamed this cat, and even the ability to borrow a spirit pet's power was given to him by this cat."

"Oh?" Spiritual Master White-headed carefully sized up Dong Wenfeng, his eyes filled with deep shock.

"Forget about it. Since you've won, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Adept Whitehead's face was covered with a deep look of desolation.