This was the first person to block Qin Feng's attack since he stepped onto the stage. The Celestial Race of Immortality actually felt a sense of pride and elation.
This despicable human was only relying on talismans. As long as they could block the talismans, they would have a 90% chance of winning. As long as they could get close to this human, victory would be assured!
"He has talismans while we have spirit weapons. No matter how powerful a talisman is, how can it be more powerful than a spirit weapon?"
"Kill him and avenge our previous humiliation!"
The Celestial Race of Immortality's confidence was greatly boosted. As long as he could block Qin Feng's talismans, the rest of the battle would be easy.
The shield in his hand was a Grade Eight spirit weapon. Even if Qin Feng's talismans were extraordinary, they would not be able to pierce through it easily.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. This Celestial Race of Immortality had learned to be smart. However, he was too naive if he thought that a Grade Eight spirit weapon could block his Wind Pressure Talismans.
The Celestial Race of Immortality raised his shield and approached Qin Feng step by step. He looked very comical, but no one laughed at him.
Qin Feng raised his hand and a gust of wind pressure blasted out.
"Weng!"
The Celestial Race of Immortality's body sank as he poured all his True Yuan into the shield, barely blocking the gust of wind pressure.
However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, another gust of wind pressure blasted over.
"Bang!"
The Celestial Race of Immortality felt his chest sink as if he had been hit by a huge hammer. He involuntarily took two steps back.
However, after taking two steps back, he forced himself to endure. He could not allow himself to be blasted off the stage like this.
"Come on, don't retreat. You can't lose to this human brat!"
"Come on!"
The Celestial Race of Immortality below the stage cheered for him. With the encouragement of his fellow Celestial Race of Immortality, he felt his body brimming with energy …
"Boom!" Another gust of wind pressure blasted over. This time, the Celestial Race of Immortality could not hold on any longer and was sent flying.
"Hmm, three Wind Pressure Talismans. That's a good improvement," Qin Feng said casually.
"How can this be? Even a Grade Eight spirit weapon can't block it?"
"Three Wind Pressure Talismans! Just how many Wind Pressure Talismans does this fellow have!?"
"It's not easy to refine such a powerful talisman puppet. He definitely doesn't have too many talismans on him. I don't believe that he can really rely on talismans to defeat us all."
"That's right. There are so many of us. Even if each of us has one Wind Pressure Talisman, it's enough to exhaust his talisman puppets!"
"That's right. Don't be afraid. Let's just drag it out with him!"
"Compete to see who can last longer?
Then you'll be crying. "
Qin Feng chuckled inwardly. His speed at drawing talismans was on a completely different level compared to others. The Immortal Celestial Race had truly made a mistake if they wanted to prolong the battle.
Although the Immortal Celestial Race had many Emperor Realm experts, none of them were willing to lower themselves to the level of a Transcendent Realm junior.
Furthermore, there were still many geniuses from the Immortal Celestial Race who had yet to enter the arena. These geniuses were already itching to fight Qin Feng, but they were all suppressed by the elders of the race.
Before they knew Qin Feng's weakness, or before Qin Feng's talismans ran out, these geniuses were not allowed to enter the arena. Compared to the cultivators who had entered the arena at the beginning, these geniuses were the true representatives of the Immortal Celestial Race.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
…
More and more geniuses from the Immortal Celestial Race were being blasted out of the arena. However, none of them had any regrets.
Gradually, they even began to gloat over the fact that they had managed to block one of Qin Feng's Wind Pressure Talismans!
"How is this possible? How can he have so many talismans?"
"Damn it! Why does he still have more?!"
Gradually, the experts from the Immortal Celestial Race began to feel that something was amiss. The number of talismans on Qin Feng seemed to be endless.
"We can't continue like this. If this continues, our Immortal Celestial Race will become a laughingstock."
"Let Chang Ping go!" An Emperor Realm expert from the Chang Family snorted.
As a cultivator from the Immortal Celestial Race was blasted out of the arena, Chang Ping also received the order to enter the arena.
Chang Ping took a deep breath and jumped onto the arena. Qin Feng, who had a large number of talismans, was indeed difficult to deal with. However, Chang Ping was still confident in himself.
"Boom!" Qin Feng didn't need to waste any time. He raised his hand and threw out a Wind Pressure Talisman.
Chang Ping took a step forward and actually dodged the wind pressure. The wind pressure slammed into the arena's restrictions, causing the arena to shake slightly before returning to normal.
"Oh, not bad!"
Qin Feng nodded. There had been hundreds of challengers before, but Chang Ping was the first one who had managed to dodge his Wind Pressure Talisman.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Qin Feng threw out another two Wind Pressure Talismans. However, Chang Ping nimbly dodged them each time.
Chang Ping's speed wasn't fast, but he seemed to know the trajectory of the Wind Pressure Talisman. Every time, he was able to dodge the Wind Pressure Talisman in advance.
"Is he able to foresee the future?"
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. Although this ability was rare, he had seen many cultivators who had awakened this type of divine soul.
Three Wind Pressure Talismans missed. This was something that had never happened since the start of the battle.
Chang Ping's performance excited the surrounding Immortal Sky Clan cultivators.
"Chang Ping, you can do it! Just a little bit more!"
"Chang Ping, hurry up!"
"This Chang Ping is one of the best in the Chang Family. It is said that the divine soul he awakened is an extremely rare type of divine soul. It is an upper grade divine soul, the Eye of Clairvoyance!"
Chang Ping was only three meters away from Qin Feng. To him, this distance could be closed in an instant. Qin Feng could no longer use talismans to attack him.
"I won!" Chang Ping was secretly delighted. Dense True Yuan condensed in his palm and blasted towards Qin Feng.
"Boom!"
However, Qin Feng only waved his hand lightly. An incomparably dense True Yuan directly crushed Chang Ping's body and sent him flying.
"How is this possible? How can this be?"
"Chang Ping lost?"
"What was that terrifying Zhen Yuan that flashed by just now?!"
"How can a Transcendent realm cultivator have such powerful True Yuan?"
No matter how shocked the Immortal Sky Clan cultivators were, there was no doubt that Chang Ping had lost.
Qin Feng's True Yuan had left a deep impression on the Immortal Sky Clan cultivators. Was this the True Yuan that a Transcendent realm cultivator could have?
They had originally thought that Qin Feng could do whatever he wanted because he had a large number of talismans. But now, it seemed that Qin Feng was not weak either. At least, he was not as weak as they had thought.
"Come!"
"Continue!"
"Continue!"
As more and more geniuses from the Immortal Sky Clan were sent flying by Qin Feng's tyrannical Zhen Yuan, fewer and fewer people dared to step onto the stage. Qin Feng's strength was simply too strong. He wasn't someone they could match.
"Monster, monster. Qin Feng's True Yuan is monstrous. Even a Great Emperor might not be able to condense such a powerful True Yuan, right?"
The Immortal Sky Clan's old fogeys who had just awakened had not expected Qin Feng's strength to be so heaven-defying. Up until now, he had not used any decent moves. Other than the Wind Pressure Talismans, he had used True Yuan to bombard his opponents.
These two moves were very ordinary, but none of the Immortal Sky Clan's geniuses could do anything about them.
"Could it be that we really have to use Great Emperors? Can't we find a Transcendent realm cultivator in the entire Immortal Sky Clan?"
"This human cultivator's strength is not difficult to deal with. If he only has a strong True Yuan, I know someone who can deal with him."
However, the Immortal Sky Clan's genius that they had placed high hopes on was still sent flying by Qin Feng.
"My Feng Clan …"
"Boom!"
"I …"
"Boom!"
The Immortal Sky Clan's geniuses were already numb to the disappointment they had placed their hopes on.
"Might as well just admit defeat!"
"Yeah, just admit defeat. We can't beat him anyway."
The Immortal Sky Clan's geniuses who did not know the inside story all suggested. Although admitting defeat was embarrassing, it would be even more embarrassing if Qin Feng really took on all the Transcendent realm cultivators in the Immortal Sky Clan.
However, how could the Immortal Sky Clan's old fogeys admit defeat? If they did, they would have to let this outsider enter the Door of Everlasting Life.
"Let the Great Emperors fight. So what if it's embarrassing?" The thirty-six old fogeys all had the same opinion.
But who should he send? Great emperors were all reputable figures. Asking them to bully a Transcendent realm cultivator in broad daylight was something they couldn't bring themselves to do.
"No matter who it is, just go up and defeat Qin Feng. We can talk about face later."
Feng Ling Nu jumped onto the stage and looked coldly at Qin Feng. "I'll be your opponent!"
"Great Emperors … Great Emperors are attacking!"
"Are you kidding me? Great Emperors are really attacking this human?"
Even the Immortal Sky Clan's geniuses were in disbelief. This was too ridiculous.
Feng Ling Nu suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the Transcendent realm. This was a rare opportunity for him to kill this human brat in broad daylight.
Although he couldn't unleash his full strength by suppressing his cultivation to the peak of the Transcendent realm, an emperor realm was still an emperor realm. Even if he suppressed his cultivation, he was still an emperor. Dealing with a puny Transcendent realm cultivator was a piece of cake for him.
Feng Ling Nu had already thought of how Qin Feng would die. Killing Qin Feng in a single strike was too easy for him. Feng Ling Nu wanted this human brat to die without any dignity.
"Great Emperors, huh? They're finally here!"
Qin Feng smiled. From the start, he didn't put the Transcendent realm cultivators in his eyes. Being invincible in the same realm wasn't just for show.
If it was a Transcendent Realm expert from one of the Primal Chaos Races, they might be able to exchange a few blows with Qin Feng. However, the Immortal Sky Race wasn't a race that specialized in combat. Even the geniuses of the Immortal Sky Race were nothing in Qin Feng's eyes. From the very beginning, Qin Feng's target was the Heavenly Emperors.
If they were Great Emperors at their peak, Qin Feng would be in trouble. But if they were Great Emperors who suppressed their cultivation to the Transcendent realm, Qin Feng was 100% confident in defeating them.