The wind blew and the crowd glared at him.
When it was time for him to make a move, Long Chen definitely wouldn't cower. He strode towards the center of the encirclement, and at this moment, Feng Zhilin, who was like a fairy of the wind, had already descended in front of him.
Judging from Feng Zhilin's desperate performance in the second round, she seemed to be interested in the position of Emperor Shengwu.
Therefore, this battle was unavoidable. Perhaps the opponent would also show her superior combat power.
Long Chen's eyes were calm. He steadied himself in the wind and was ready to fight.
Emperor Zhenwu had said that he only needed to put aside all restraints and defeat his two opponents. That would be enough.
When he was about to fight …
At this moment, Feng Zhilin looked at him provocatively and said, "Leave. You are not my opponent."
Her indifferent words entered everyone's ears.
What did she mean?
Long Chen had just reacted when Feng Zhilin announced her decision on the spot.
"I've lost to him more than once, so I admit defeat," she said naturally. Her voice was decisive and there was no room for negotiation.
Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar.
The first battle had just begun and she had already admitted defeat.
That was too unexpected.
Long Chen was surprised too. He had thought that Feng Zhilin was here for Emperor Shengwu, but it seemed that she wasn't. Perhaps, her purpose was …
Thinking of this, Long Chen didn't dare to continue thinking. Feng Zhilin really wanted to return the favor. She didn't have the habit of owing others anything.
She had become so arrogant after her rebirth.
"Thank you. Be careful from now on. If you can't do it, then forget it." Long Chen understood what she wanted to do.
She wanted to defeat Yang Chen and win for herself.
"It's none of your business." Feng Zhilin rolled her eyes.
A woman's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the ocean. It was hard to know what she was thinking.
Long Chen returned to Wenren Xi's side. He had already won the first battle.
Seeing this scene, the Hall Master of Cambrian laughed loudly and said, "What a tactful little girl. Then, you will definitely admit defeat in front of the Little Martial God, and then let Long Chen and the Little Martial God fight today, or should I say, Long Chen also directly admit defeat."
"You think too much. Yang Chen, come out."
Feng Zhilin was extremely arrogant. She floated in the air, her long dress floating in the air. Her white skin was partly visible. Her graceful body made people's imagination run wild. Her bright eyes, white teeth, and tender lips were the focus of everyone's eyes.
The Hall Master of the Hanwu Hall was forced into silence by Feng Zhilin's words.
He snorted coldly and retreated.
At this moment, Yang Chen, whose eyes were burning with passion, suddenly charged into the field like a beast. In an instant, he was below Feng Zhilin. The confrontation between the two was like a beauty and a beast.
Yang Chen had changed. He became domineering, passionate, and intimidating.
It was as if a wild beast was hiding in his body, possessing an uncontrollable wildness and explosive power.
Long Chen was a little touched by Feng Zhilin.
"This stupid woman seems to have changed a lot. This time, in order to let me become the Saint Martial Emperor, I'm afraid she will really fight with her life."
Long Chen could only be a bystander for the time being.
To be honest, Feng Zhilin's victory was the only chance for him to become the Saint Martial Emperor.
Therefore, he was looking forward to this battle.
Neither of the two people in the field were wishy-washy people. Once the battle was mentioned, it began immediately.
Both of them were real Nirvana Tribulation cultivators. Yang Chen directly soared to the late stage of Nirvana Tribulation while Feng Zhilin had a good understanding of the Heavenly Dao. As the number of battles she fought increased, so did her understanding of the Heavenly Dao.
"Feng Slave."
The battle just now was extremely grand.
Everyone was shocked.
Feng Zhilin rushed into the clouds. Under the ninety-nine Golden Demon Suppression Columns, three huge green gusts of wind quickly formed under her body. They quickly turned into three tall and sturdy Wind Slaves. They had their own consciousness and descended from the sky. When they landed on the ground, there was a huge roar.
"Heaven Splitter."
Clone and Rend, Feng Zhilin had already perfected the usage of these two wind attribute skills. She had formed three Wind Slaves and two Heaven Splitters. With a casual swing of these two Heaven Splitters, they could tear through space and create a huge destructive power.
Such understanding of the Heavenly Dao wasn't something an insignificant cultivator who had just entered the Nirvana Tribulation realm could achieve.
Feng Zhilin's understanding in this aspect could be said to be extraordinary.
As soon as she attacked, she had already shocked everyone.
This girl who was easily overlooked was actually not weak at all.
The storm was chaotic, and sand and stones were flying. Feng Zhilin used the three Feng Slaves to open the way and held the two Heaven Splitters in front of her full chest. Like a green tornado, she swept towards Yang Chen at a terrifying speed.
The Feng Slaves roared and rushed towards Yang Chen from three directions. Feng Zhilin was so strong that the ground shook when she walked.
Boom.
Under the violent attack of the three Feng Slaves, Yang Chen was blasted away. The Feng Slaves were very strong. As Feng Zhilin's power increased, her combat power would increase infinitely.
Bang, bang, bang.
After blocking a few more attacks from the Feng Slaves, Yang Chen's arm was almost shattered, but it quickly grew back.
"Is this all you've got?" Yang Chen relied on the Immortal Body to laugh crazily.
At this moment, Feng Zhilin's speed increased at a terrifying speed. Under the cover of one of the Feng Slaves, she changed her figure a few times and appeared behind Yang Chen in an instant.
"Die."
She was extremely angry. The Heaven Splitter in her hand slashed down twice. Yang Chen turned his head in shock. He used the Formless Fist from the True Martial Formless War Scripture to block. However, he managed to block one of the slashes, but was hit by the other. The Heaven Splitter had the power of tearing. In an instant, Yang Chen's body was cut into half.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The crowd clamored. Yang Chen failed just like that.
"Be careful." Long Chen knew that Yang Chen would definitely use the Celestial and Demon Transformation.
Hearing Long Chen's warning, Feng Zhilin didn't dare to move forward. Using the Feng Slaves to cover herself, she turned around and retreated. Her speed was fast and her attacks were fierce. In fact, she was a very good combat genius.
In terms of speed alone, among the peers, only people like Long Chen who had a terrifying body strength could be compared to her.
Swish.
The crowd clamored again.
Sure enough, Yang Chen used the Celestial and Demon Transformation. His body was divided into two halves, forming two Yang Chen. One was divine, surrounded by light, and the other was demonic, surrounded by the aura of death.
The divine Yang Chen had a dignified gaze, while the demonic Yang Chen cackled with a bloodthirsty gaze.
The combat power of the two Yang Chen surpassed his original foundation.
His combat power soared again.
Yang Chen had the title of 'Unparalleled Combat', and was given the title of 'Little Martial God' because of this.
In fact, there were even more magical things about him.
The battle swept across once again. Sand flew up to the sky.
"Little girl, you're clearly a girl. You're always yelling about fighting and killing. How unbecoming of you. Why don't you go and have a battle with me on the bed? It's much more enjoyable than here." The devilish Yang Chen laughed.
As for the divine Yang Chen, he kept attacking with a cold gaze. Feng Zhilin had no choice but to use three Feng Slaves to block one of the Yang Chen, and then deal with the other one.
What she was most worried about was that this guy couldn't be killed at all. When would she be able to kill him?
She promised Long Chen that she would defeat him, but how was she going to do it?
If she didn't succeed, Long Chen wouldn't be able to fulfill his wish. Feng Zhilin had an obsession in her heart. She wouldn't fall until she defeated Yang Chen today. Sometimes, she was much stronger than a man.
As for the demonic Yang Chen's filthy words, it really made her faint.
"Go to hell."
The double Sky Splitter attacked crazily. Feng Zhilin's strong point was her speed, which the demonic Yang Chen couldn't deal with. He turned around and escaped. At this moment, the divine Yang Chen bumped into him.
His gaze was filled with murderous intent.
The demonic Yang Chen turned around to deal with the three Feng Slaves.
The divine Yang Chen threw a shocking punch at Feng Zhilin as soon as he arrived.
Feng Zhilin sensed it. She used the Sky Splitter to block it and retreated quickly at the same time.
Divinity Yang Chen roared, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the entire Imperial Star to be affected. His punch contained the comprehension of two Daos, and it was a powerful attack from the Battle Dao. The Battle Dao was very complicated, but if one could successfully cultivate it and become proficient in it, it would be more powerful than other Daos.
"World Shaking Emperor Fist."
The whole world was shaken by the punch.
Golden energy exploded from Yang Chen's body. The World Shaking Emperor Fist was imprinted with the mark of an emperor, filled with the true meaning of the Dao of Battle. With a single punch, he would fight to the end. The will of an emperor could crush everything, and it wouldn't rest until he was dead.
The golden punch fell from the sky. Feng Zhilin felt like she was a tiny ant in the golden punch.
Retreat, retreat, retreat.
Yang Chen suddenly launched a strong attack. Fortunately, Feng Zhilin dodged quickly. But even so, one of his Sky Splitters was shattered. He was also sent flying and almost got injured.
At the same time, the demonic Yang Chen used his dark energy to entangle the three Feng Slaves. One by one, the Feng Slaves started to collapse under the demonic Yang Chen's attack.
In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed. Feng Zhilin was defeated.
"Go to hell." At this moment, it was the divine Yang Chen's turn to speak.
Feng Zhilin's long hair fluttered in the air. She looked like a crazy devil in the wind. Her face was cold, frighteningly cold. But her gaze was extremely firm, filled with undefeatable tenacity.
"Tear, Clone, and the third attribute that I just learned, Wind Speed."
She chanted in her heart. Her feet moved according to her comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. Shifting Shadows.
"This seems to be the Connate Dao of Wind, Green Field Fairy Track."
Long Chen, who was next to him, exclaimed.
The Wizard of Oz, to be precise, was a type of Xiantian Dao Art that belonged to the Xiantian Dao Art. At the critical moment, Feng Zhilin executed it. The entire battlefield was surrounded by green phantoms. She quickly escaped from the control of Yang Chen's divinity. Her speed of movement was unparalleled.