Soon, Lu Yuan found Feng Yuan's trace in the crowd and pointed at him.
"oh?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yu immediately looked in the direction of Lu Yuan's finger and found that among the crowd, an elegant young man wearing a blue robe was standing quietly with a smile on his face.
"It's him?"
Lin Yu was also a little surprised when he saw the man in green in front of him. This man was the one who asked him for directions at the outer training ground that day.
Lin Yu didn't expect that the handsome, humble, easy-going, polite man that day would be the first among the young disciples of Tianyun's three major sects.
Seeing Lin Yu's reaction, Chu Lin immediately asked Lin Yu.
"Why, have you seen him?"
Lin Yu said in a deep voice: "We just had a relationship before."
"oh?"
"Invite both players to come forward!"
At this moment, Xuan Guang's voice came again.
Feng Yuan in the crowd heard this and walked straight to the ring.
At the same time, another man in white clothing followed closely onto the ring.
Lin Yu knew that this person was Feng Yuan's opponent in this battle, "Zhou Lin", a disciple of the Yujian Sect.
"Zhou Lin of the Sword Control Sect, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Feng!"
After Zhou Lin entered the ring, he immediately took out a golden sword and bowed respectfully to Feng Yuan in front of him.
Zhou Lin is about 1.8 meters tall, has a strong build, has an angular face, thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, and is extremely heroic. His cultivation has reached the peak of Tianwu.
Feng Yuan returned the favor with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhou, please give me some advice."
"Both players are in position!"
At this time, a referee in black also walked onto the ring and said to the two.
Seeing Feng Yuan and Zhou Lin standing there with smiles on their faces, they seemed to be ready.
Seeing this, the referee in black also announced loudly on the spot: "In the third round of the group stage, Pole Star Gong Fengyuan versus Yu Jianmen Zhou Lin, the game begins!"
Upon hearing the referee's announcement, everyone present focused their eyes on the ring, staring at Feng Yuan on the stage.
For the first person in the Qianlong Conference, everyone wants to see his heroic appearance.
At this moment, Lin Yu was also staring at Feng Yuan in the ring with a solemn expression. He also wanted to know what was so special about the man in front of him who had defeated Fang Chen before.
As the referee gave the order, Zhou Lin's expression immediately became serious.
He placed the long sword in front of him, then quickly slapped the sword's head, and the long sword turned into a golden stream of light and shot towards Feng Yuan at high speed.
"clang!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound came. Just when the stream of light was about to touch Feng Yuan, a milky white hemispherical shield suddenly appeared out of thin air around Feng Yuan. As soon as the golden sword came into contact with the shield, it was bounced away on the spot.
"Body-protecting Qi?"
Lin Yu in the crowd was also surprised when he saw the milky white shield appearing around Feng Yuan.
Feeling the strange energy flowing continuously on the Gang Qi, Lin Yu was also a little strange.
"No, it seems to be a little different from the usual Gang Qi!"
"Senior Brother Lu, what kind of aura is this?" Lin Yu quickly asked Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan replied: "This is Feng Yuan's famous stunt, 'Innate Qi'!"
"Innate strength?"
Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Lin Yu and Chu Lin had puzzled expressions on their faces.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan immediately explained, "This innate Gang Qi is the top secret skill of the Feng clan that has been passed down from ancient times to the present. Three years ago, no one under King Wu could break it. Now, the strength of this innate Gang Qi may have increased. After ascending several levels, I estimate that I have reached the level of a top-grade defensive weapon, which is enough to withstand the Martial Emperor’s attack!”
"What, a top-grade defensive weapon?"
Lin Yu was shocked to learn that Feng Yuan's innate energy was comparable to high-grade spiritual weapons.
With Lin Yu's current strength, it is impossible to break the defense of high-grade spiritual weapons.
If, as Lu Yuan said, this innate energy has reached the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, what's more, Feng Yuan's own strength has already reached the intermediate level of the Martial King Realm.
Once Lin Yu meets Feng Yuan in the ring, he can basically give in and surrender.
"Oh, is it so powerful? I would like to meet this Feng Yuan for a while!"
Chu Lin on the side became interested when he heard this.
"You actually want to challenge Senior Brother Feng, and you don't even look at how much you weigh!"
Hearing Chu Lin's words, a Ji Xing Palace disciple on the side immediately looked at Chu Lin with contempt.
"You guy!"
"Chu Lin, forget it!"
Just as Chu Lin was about to get angry, he was immediately stopped by Lin Yu beside him.
"Chu Lin, if you do anything before the game, you will be disqualified."
At the same time, Lin Yu sent a message to Chu Lin to remind him.
After hearing Lin Yu's reminder, Chu Lin suppressed his anger, glared at the disciple and then turned to look at the ring.
At this time in the ring, Zhou Lin's face became solemn when he saw that his attack was blocked by Feng Yuan.
Then, he waved his hand, and the golden sword that had fallen to the ground quickly flew back to his hand.
"Sure enough, it has no effect..."
Looking at the golden sword in his hand, Zhou Lin felt helpless. When he learned that his opponent was Feng Yuan, he already understood that he would definitely lose this game.
But even so, Zhou Lin still wanted to make a last-ditch effort. It would be too embarrassing to surrender without making any attempts.
Immediately, Zhou Lin's aura burned to the extreme at this moment, and all the inner energy in his body was poured into the golden sword in his hand.
For a moment, the long sword immediately emitted a dazzling golden light, causing everyone present to cover their eyes to block the dazzling golden light on the stage.
On the other side of the ring, Feng Yuan, who was inside the Gang Qi shield, had a calm expression at the moment, unaware of the impending danger.
"Broken Gold Slash——!"
As Zhou Lin shouted loudly, he swung his long sword and immediately sent out a powerful golden sword energy, striking directly at Feng Yuan.
"Hi!"
The golden sword energy tore through the air, leaving a long trace in the air. At the same time, it brought out bursts of sharp sound of breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of Feng Yuan at an extremely fast speed, as if it was about to hit him. Feng Yuan's body was cut in two.
"boom!"
The moment the sword energy touched the Gang energy shield, a terrifying golden storm burst out in the square.
"Huhu——!"
For a moment, the sound of howling wind was loud, and the golden ripples continued to ripple in all directions. Finally, they were blocked by the protective shields issued by the four stone pillars, so that they did not affect the surrounding spectators.
After the storm dissipated, Feng Yuan still stood on the ring unscathed.
Obviously, Zhou Lin's sword just failed to break through Feng Yuan's innate aura.
"Damn it, it still doesn't work!"
Seeing that his full-strength attack was still useless, Zhou Lin suddenly became distraught.
From the beginning of the game, he didn't even touch Feng Yuan, and the gap between the two sides was evident.
Seeing that Zhou Lin had finished his blow, Feng Yuan also raised his right hand with a smile, and an extremely powerful force of wind shot out from his palm.
In just a moment, the strong wind hit Zhou Lin. The terrifying force pushed Zhou Lin backward on the spot, and finally fell from the ring.
"The game is over, the wind is far superior!"
Seeing Zhou Lin being knocked off the ring, the referee immediately announced the result of the game.
"Oh, Senior Brother Feng won!"
"Win, hoho—!"
Upon hearing the result of Feng Yuan's victory, all the Ji Xing Palace disciples on the field immediately cheered.
Feng Yuan is the pride of all Ji Xing Palace disciples, and all Ji Xing Palace disciples have an almost fanatical worship of Feng Yuan.
After the result of the game was announced, Feng Yuan walked straight to the edge of the ring and came to the place where Zhou Lin fell. Looking at Zhou Lin who fell under the ring, he stretched out his hand and smiled.
"Junior Brother Zhou."
Zhou Lin bit his lip when he saw Feng Yuan's big hand reaching towards him, and then grabbed it.
Feng Yuan grabbed Zhou Lin's hand and pulled him back to the ring with a little force, and then the two walked off the ring together.
Seeing Feng Yuan's actions, Lin Yu could also feel that although this person was his opponent, he had a rare compassionate heart.
Such a person is worthy of the reputation of being the number one person in the Qianlong Conference.
Just when everyone was excited about Feng Yuan's victory, Lin Yu felt a murderous aura appearing near him.
Immediately, Lin Yu also turned to look in the direction from which the murderous aura came. Not far away, Feng Yong, wearing a black martial arts uniform, was looking at Feng Yuan on the ring with a murderous look.
Seeing Feng Yong's eyes filled with chilling aura, Lin Yu was also a little curious.
"Do they have some grudge?"
…
After a few battles, it was time for Chu Lin to play again.
Chu Lin was in the third group, and his opponent was Xu Yang from Ji Xing Palace. Lin Yu didn't know this person.
After the referee announced that the two were on the field, Chu Lin couldn't wait to get on the ring.
Then, a tall and sturdy man wearing a blue martial arts uniform strode onto the ring holding a huge heavy hammer.
Feeling the aura on this man's body, Lin Yu was also surprised. This man was actually a Martial King like Chu Lin and Feng Yuan.
After entering the ring, Ying needed to see the petite Chu Lin in front of him and immediately mocked: "Haha, this little junior brother, I see you have thin arms and legs, I advise you to just admit defeat, otherwise you will fight when the time comes. Get up, I’m afraid you can’t bear it.”
Chu Lin smiled instead of getting angry and said, "Haha, there's no need for you to worry. When the fight starts, you'll know whether you can stand it or not!"
"Okay, both players are ready!"
At this time, the referee in black also stepped onto the ring.
"Jade Dragon Gate Chu Lin vs. Pole Star Palace Xu Yang, the match begins!"
Following the referee's order, Chu Lin's figure immediately disappeared like a ghost. When he appeared again, he appeared above Xu Yang's head.
The red high-frequency sword in Chu Lin's hand suddenly appeared, and he stabbed Xu Yang in the face.
"What!"
Xu Yang didn't expect that Chu Lin's speed would be so fast.
At this time, he had no choice but to release Gang Qi, trying to resist Chu Lin's sword.
