Chapter 82: Easy Promotion (Part 2)

  When...

  The senior referee on the sidelines rang the starting bell of the game.

  Lu Changfeng took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and bowed: "Lu Changfeng, please instruct your younger brother."

  That young disciple was obviously a bit shy, his face flushing as he said: "No, no, it should be you, senior brother, who teaches me more."

  The audience below burst into laughter, and even Lu Changfeng, who was usually calm and composed, slightly pursed his lips. Everyone knew that Lu Changfeng's words were just a polite gesture, but he didn't really want to be taught by a fellow disciple who hadn't even reached the Golden Elixir stage yet.

  Lu Changfeng naturally wouldn't bully a junior brother in his fusion period, so he politely extended his hand and gestured for the other to attack first.

  Knowing that his cultivation was low, although he didn't have the hope of winning, he still had to make a move to show his presence. If he waited for the opponent to make the first move, he might not even be able to withstand a single attack. Thinking about this, the young disciple no longer hesitated and took out a silver-glowing flying sword, which was only a mid-grade treasure.

  Lu Changfeng still didn't show any signs, with an attitude that he didn't need to use his magic treasures to compete with his opponent. That's right, as a Golden Core cultivator in the later stages, when facing a fellow disciple who only had the power of the fusion period and no powerful magic treasures, he could easily defeat him without using his own magic treasures, and it would be an easy victory.

  The young apprentice took a big gulp, and the silver flying sword rose into the air, quivering slightly before spinning around in mid-air. Lu Changfeng was concentrating his mind in anticipation, with his palm still filled with True Yuan energy ready to defend himself, but the flying sword suddenly dimmed its light and fell to the ground.

  After a brief calm, all the onlookers burst into a chorus of jeers, so much that the young disciple was shamed into picking up his flying sword and running off the stage, leaving the Law Enforcement Elder shaking his head in dismay.

  After watching a farcical duel, Yi Feng couldn't help but laugh and feel speechless. It's indeed the case that nothing is too strange in this world of cultivation. He had encountered such an absurd situation. That young disciple from the fusion period was actually unable to control his flying sword properly, while that arrogant Lu Changfeng didn't even move a finger and still won the match.

  Before long, Liu Yishan and Zhao Gang also sent good news, both of whom easily defeated their opponents.

  The fourth match arena, Yi Feng stood on the stage, his face slightly tense.

  It wasn't until now that Yifeng realized that even if he had already won in his heart, under the gaze of countless eyes, anyone would be nervous when they first went on stage. If he was like this himself, then that young disciple's poor performance seemed quite normal.

  As the competition was evenly matched, and Ji Changping belonged to the Palm Gate sect, many fellow disciples came to watch the match. Even some seniors in the Yuan Ying period and Chu Qiao period were particularly concerned, and Yi Feng's three Shixiong and his master Xing Chenzi naturally stood at the edge of the arena.

  Everyone except Xingchenzi seems to be looking down on Yifeng. Everyone's eyes are fixed on Jichangping, who is sitting opposite Yifeng, with a "I'm your fan" expression, while only Xingchenzi smiles silently and looks at Yifeng.

  Yi Feng's progress was rapid, but he rarely appeared on Fei Lai Mountain. Those who knew him could be counted on two palms.

  When...

  The match began, and Ji Changping and Lu Changfeng were evenly matched. With a fair and smooth complexion, he looked like a handsome young master. He took a step forward, clasped his fists and said: "Ji Changping, please instruct your junior brother!"

  Yi Feng was stirred by those people's contemptuous gaze and bluntly said: "Definitely, definitely."

  For Yi Feng's rudeness, the audience below was in an uproar, and even Xing Chenzi's old face was embarrassed for a moment. Yi Feng's three senior brothers were laughing so hard that they were holding their bellies. Everyone didn't think Yi Feng was being arrogant, but rather that he was too nervous and spoke nonsense.

  Ji Changping listened to Yi Feng's words and no longer sought trouble for himself. He narrowed his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the flying sword out. Given that Yi Feng's cultivation was not inferior to his own, he could have taken the initiative to launch an attack first.

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  There is still one more thing behind...