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There was a black-clothed man beside the father and son of Xi Family. This man in black gave Dong Wen Feng a dangerous aura, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

That man in black had restrained his Qi, and was completely unable to see the cultivation level and strength of his opponent, Dong Wen Feng reckoned that he was at least a cultivator of Heavenly Stage Late Phase.

This was because Early Heaven Level cultivators were nothing more than dishes to him, and Sky-Rank Intermediate Stage cultivators were also capable of resisting it. Only Heavenly Stage Late Phase cultivators were able to pose a threat to him.

Xi Rui and the black clothed man walked down, walking straight towards Dong Wen Feng. Surprisingly, they discovered the existence of spirit energy on Xi Rui's body.

Everyone in the cultivation world knew that cultivation needed to be kept on the ground. No cultivator could reach the heavens in a single step, and it didn't take long for them to obtain great power.

The Xi Rui in front of him had the cultivation of Black Level Peak, which simply did not conform to common sense. Even with the support of a large number of medicinal pellets, it was impossible for him to not have a bottleneck and reach this stage within a month or two.

Unless one cultivated a demonic art, demonic arts were not something that cultivators would be ashamed of, because they could allow people to progress extremely quickly. However, this was an act that would harm others and benefit them, so in the cultivation world, as long as one knew of demonic arts, one would be able to kill them.

This was the main headquarters of the dragon group, as well as the place where all the cultivators were gathered. Even Devil Arts cultivators would not dare to barge in here.

The only possibility left for Xi Rui to have such a strong cultivation in such a short period of time, was that someone was passing down techniques for him.

In the world of cultivation, many cultivators, when sensing that they were about to die, would pass on all their efforts to their juniors.

However, this method of transmission would usually not be chosen by anyone because it was too wasteful. One would only be able to receive 60% of the power of the person who used this method.

If one wanted to directly raise Xi Rui to the Black Level Peak, then the practitioner would at least have to have strong Sky-Rank Intermediate Stage, and such a person would not easily pass down his skills to others.

"That Dong guy, what a coincidence." Xi Rui's face was all smiles, his smile was full of ridicule and mockery, staring at Dong Wen Feng.

"If you don't want to die, then get out of my way." Dong Wen Feng did not even look at Xi Rui, his tone calm.

"Yoh, surnamed Dong. Your anger is truly great. I think you need me to cool you down."

Seeing that Dong Wen Feng was ignoring him, Xi Rui smiled, and started to think about how to deal with Dong Wen Feng.

Those who were familiar with Xi Rui's expression would know that this was the sign of Xi Rui making his move, and the target was naturally Dong Wen Feng who was in front of them.

Xi Rui opened the bottle of water in his hand and splashed the water in the bottle towards Dong Wen Feng.

"Swish!"

No matter how fast Dong Wen Feng's reaction was, when Xi Rui made his move, he had already avoided it. Furthermore, Dong Wen Feng and Xi Rui were not on the same level, how could Xi Rui succeed?

"Pa!"

Dong Wen Feng raised his hand and slapped on Xi Rui's face, he did not expect that the black clothed man beside Xi Rui would directly stop Dong Wen Feng.

Dong Wen Feng increased his Quintessential Essence and secretly fought with the black-clothed man. No one knew what kind of good friends the two of them had, but they had always held hands.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, a burst of cold Qi appeared, and Dong Wen Feng sensed it in an instant, and then disappeared, while the black clothed man avoided Dong Wen Feng when he was distracted.

"Mr. Mo, this kid is the enemy I hate the most. You must teach him a lesson."

Xi Rui was not scared by Dong Wen Feng at all, instead, he asked the black-clothed man to teach Dong Wen Feng a lesson, so that he could take the chance to take revenge on Dong Wen Feng.

The black clothed man whispered something into Xi Rui's ear, and he only saw that the other party's mouth was moving, yet there was no sound coming from the other party's mouth.

Every expert whose cultivation was higher than the peak of the king realm would use this technique. Only those with a higher cultivation than the caster would be able to intercept the message from the other party.

Xi Rui glanced at Dong Wen Feng, and a look of pity actually appeared on his face.

"Dong Wen Feng, don't be too happy too early, the things you did to my Xi Family will be done to you."

Xi Rui turned around and left with the black clothed man, his aura extremely arrogant, any cultivator that blocked his way was immediately thrown away by the black clothed man, causing many people to complain.

Previously, if Xi Rui had said such words, Dong Wen Feng would have snorted disdainfully, but seeing that he had also become a cultivator, Dong Wen Feng had no choice but to be more cautious, and immediately contact his Pan Long Hall, raising his guard, and even sent out a scout group to directly monitor everyone in the Xi Family.

This was just a small interlude. After all, the main event right now was still the finals of the Cultivator's Association and the elite disciples of more than ten sects were fighting with each other.

Dong Wen Feng brought the Divine Thief Sect disciples to a corner of the stage, while the disciples of the other sects surrounded the Divine Thief Sect disciples in groups of twos and threes.

"Senior brother Dong, what should we do?" A disciple of the Divine Thief Sect asked. After all, the people he faced were more than ten times his own number, if they were ordinary people it would be fine, and all of them were cultivators who were not weaker than him.

The hearts of the Divine Thief Sect disciples were already on the verge of retreating, if not for the Second Elder forcing all of them to participate, perhaps when they went up the stage, only Dong Wen Feng would dare step up.

"In a while, the few of you will help each other. All you need to do is block the others' attacks. Leave the rest to me."

Hearing Dong Wen Feng's instructions, the disciples of Divine Thief Sect felt some confidence in themselves. After all, they knew very well about Dong Wen Feng's strength.

Although there were a lot of people on the other side, it was not impossible for them to pass through with Dong Wen Feng around. At the very least, they could make it into the second round of eliminations in the finals.

Dong Wen Feng's thoughts were not as simple as those disciples thought, because in order to pass the first round of eliminations, they had to have a certain number of points, which was equivalent to giving the disciples from the other sects their points, one by one.

Dong Wen Feng did not want to be beaten, but to use his power to defend the dignity of Divine Thief Sect.

As the referee announced the start of the match, all the sects began to fight one after another. Those people with noble statuses sat in the stands and closely observed the battle.

In less than a minute, among all the disciples of the Divine Thief Sect, only Dong Wen Feng remained standing in his original spot, looking down at the strong and arrogant looking people.

There were five cultivators with Sky-Rank Intermediate Stage that immediately joined hands to block all of Dong Wen Feng's escape routes. They planned to cripple him in one go.