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"Jinling Faction, consider yourselves vicious."

The Second Elder was being dragged by an elder of the Jinling Faction, and could only watch as Dong Wen Feng was suppressed. He could only clench his teeth at the elder of the Jinling Faction, and stare angrily at the other party.

When the fourth elder was about to take action, he realized that the situation in the arena had changed. There was a fluctuation of spiritual energy around the arena, and it was getting more and more intense.

This change was noticed by everyone. They all stared fixedly at the arena, afraid that they would miss any of the exciting scenes.

"Be careful!" The elder from Jinling Faction seemed to have discovered something, as he shouted towards the disciples from Jinling Faction, and at the same time, prepared to rush to the arena.

The second clan elder of Divine Thief Sect would naturally not let the other party succeed, he had already planned to go up onto the stage to take a look at Dong Wen Feng's situation, but was held up by the other party, so he would naturally not give him the chance.

"Isn't it too early to be proud!"

Dong Wen Feng's voice came out from the smoke and dust. A figure swept past, and before the disciple of Jinling Faction could even react, a kick had struck his face, leaving a large footprint on his face.

"Pu ci!"

The disciple from Jinling Faction spat out the dust in his mouth, and stared at Dong Wen Feng sinisterly. The previous move was his trump card, and at the same time, he was preparing to use it against the disciple from Jinling Faction. He never thought that even after using this move, he would still not be able to defeat Dong Wen Feng.

It had to be known, that with his current level of cultivation in Early Heaven Level, not to mention Sky-Rank Intermediate Stage, even cultivators in Heavenly Stage Late Phase would be able to resist this move of Jin'ling's.

"I want you dead!"

The disciple of Jinling Faction felt insulted, and angrily prepared to fight with Dong Wen Feng with his life on the line.

Due to the fact that this disciple from the Jinling Faction overused his body when he was using Jin'ling's fury, his current strength had already dropped to the Earth Level Peak.

When the Jinling Faction disciple rushed up, he was slapped unconscious by Dong Wen Feng, and was kicked off the stage.

Right now, standing on the stage were Dong Wen Feng and the genius disciple of Fructus. Although there was only one person left, Dong Wen Feng did not have absolute confidence in winning.

After all, the other party was known as the Bastard Disciple with the strongest attack, and furthermore, Dong Wen Feng's current strength was only sixty percent of his peak condition. It would be extremely difficult for him to fight against a Bastard Disciple at peak condition.

"Don't say that I'm bullying you. With your current condition, you're not my match. You can leave by yourself, lest I cripple you."

Although Bastard Disciple's clothes looked tattered, they looked very refined, and were not the same as the young masters of rich families or the descendants of officials.

He was the type of heroic spirit that was pleasing to the eyes. If he stayed with the other party for too long, he would be infected by his aura.

"My body is very strong, but I don't know if your fist is strong." Dong Wen Feng replied indifferently, and quickly recovered his composure.

The disciples of Fructus sensed the surrounding Spirit Qi surging towards Dong Wen Feng like a tide, and naturally knew that Dong Wen Feng was taking the chance to recover his strength, but he did not disturb him, because in his eyes, only when Dong Wen Feng had recovered his strength did the two of them have a fair fight.

The reason why this Bastard Disciple allowed Dong Wen Feng to recover freely was because this person had a genius' self-esteem. Geniuses often had a self-esteem that was stronger than that of ordinary people, and sometimes they could even give up their lives for the sake of so-called self-esteem.

The judges on the stage saw that Dong Wen Feng was recovering, and naturally did not want to let him off so easily, so they continued to urge the two of them to start fighting.

The referee did not want to give Dong Wen Feng any time to recover because he did not want Dong Wen Feng to have the chance to win. Even if there was only 1% of the chance, he could not give it to Dong Wen Feng.

Once Dong Wen Feng won the competition and became first in the competition, it would be to slap himself in the face and deny the results of the competition.

"Make your move!"

Dong Wen Feng looked at the Bastard Disciple firmly.

Bastard Disciple asked expressionlessly: "Is there no need to wait any longer, I can wait for you."

It seemed that this Bastard Disciple was very emotional. In order to have a fair fight with Dong Wen Feng, he actually dared to ignore the orders of the judge.

"No need!"

Dong Wen Feng chose to attack while speaking, his speed was still very fast, the Earth Level Peak cultivators could not catch his shadow, even the Early Heaven Level cultivators could only barely see a shadow flash past.

The disciples of the Fructus immediately defended against Dong Wen Feng's attack, because he knew, even though Dong Wen Feng had not recovered his peak strength, his speed was still not to be underestimated.

Just as the crowd of cultivators saw Dong Wen Feng's figure appear, they only saw Dong Wen Feng's fist colliding with Bastard Disciple's finger.

Dong Wen Feng did not expect that his unexpected attack would be blocked by the Bastard Disciple, the other party clearly did not have time to do anything.

Dong Wen Feng thought back to the moment just now, the moment Bastard Disciple had also prepared a defense, as if he had guessed that he would attack from that direction.

"How did he guess?" Dong Wen Feng was confused, was the other party really capable of prophesying?

I have never heard this old man say that Fructus has such an ability. Could it be that this is an ability unique to the other party?

Seeing the surprised look on Dong Wen Feng's face, Bastard Disciple seemed to be extremely happy. If he had not blocked it himself, this move would have been sufficient to injure him.

Dong Wen Feng was also extremely shocked by his opponent's strength, even if he had to defend, the strength displayed from the Bastard Disciple was not much weaker than his, and the impact caused his fist to feel pain.

"Again."

Dong Wen Feng did not believe that his opponent was truly that godly, and used Flash Technique to attack his opponent once again.

However, they were still blocked by the Bastard Disciple. Then, Dong Wen Feng executed his Flash Technique and fiercely attacked the Bastard Disciple. After ten or so moves, the two of them still could not determine the victor.

When Dong Wen Feng's attacks were interrupted, Bastard Disciple would seize the opportunity to counterattack. Dong Wen Feng would always rely on his extremely strong reaction speed to dodge.

To be honest, to the Earth-Ranked Cultivator, this kind of battle was not as beautiful as the competition between the Earth-Ranked Cultivator s, because they could clearly see the battle between the two sides.

"Strange."

The Bastard Disciple that Dong Wen Feng had exchanged dozens of moves with had always had a question in his mind, and that was that he felt a sense of familiarity from the moves Dong Wen Feng had used.

"Is that the power of the One-Finger Meditation and the Thirteen Points?"

No wonder why he felt a familiar feeling when Dong Wen Feng made his move. It was because these two methods of exerting strength were methods unique to Fructus.

Dong Wen Feng had cultivated in One-Finger Meditation and Thirteen Points, so he had already merged the power of the two techniques into other attacking moves, thus his Bastard Disciple was not able to immediately discover any clues.