The Oiran election soon entered the second round. From the previous more than twenty people, there were only about ten people left. During this period, Tang Feng took the stage once, but his opponent was also a casual cultivator with mediocre strength, so he easily won.
The casual cultivator Ke Wu sitting in the corner and Jing Jiubo, the governor of Feiyuan County, also entered the next round of election without any suspense.
There were only six people left in the third round, and then Tang Feng took the stage again, easily defeating his opponents and entering the front three, becoming the dark horse in this Oiran election.
Among the top three contenders, except for Tang Feng, who was somewhat unexpected, the other two were expected by everyone. They were Ke Wu and Jing Jiubo.
Although Ke Wu was not tall and tall, and he never even used the black scimitar in his hand during this period, he gave people a powerful evil aura. His aura was so powerful that ordinary people did not dare to look at him.
Jing Jiubo always had his hands behind his back. He was dressed in white clothes and his indifferent expression was full of pride.
As for Tang Feng, he seemed ordinary. If he hadn't come from the Xuanwu Sect, doubts would have been raised one after another.
After all, the realm Tang Feng had shown so far was only the fifth level of the Golden Core. However, in the third round of confrontation, he easily defeated a casual cultivator of the ninth level of the Golden Core.
Although Jing Jiubo was conceited, when he climbed the stairs, he finally turned his head and glanced at Tang Feng. It was obvious that Tang Feng had not really come under his eyes until this moment.
"Uncle Ape, what you just said is right. This boy from the Xuanwu Sect does have some skills!" Jing Jiubo said softly when he walked to the old ape who followed him.
The old ape just smiled and did not answer his words. Originally, he wanted to say, Master, it is best not to be an enemy of this kind of person if it is not necessary, but in the end he did not say this out loud.
The old ape who has lived for three hundred years knows better than most people present that a warrior at the fifth level of the Golden Core can easily defeat the ninth level of the Golden Core, which means that his strength is at least the Yin-Yang Realm.
Such a transcendent level of combat power, once it truly grows, will be so terrifying.
By this time, the atmosphere in the entire hall had almost reached its highest point. People on the first floor were discussing who would win in the end.
"The winner in the end is, of course, Mr. Feiyuan County Chief!" The one who has the loudest voice for giving birth is Jing Jiubo. After all, he is at the highest level, already at the third level of Yin-Yang Realm.
Of course, there are also many people who are optimistic about the casual cultivator Ke Wu. Although the Yin and Yang duo is a little lower than Jing Jiubo, this person has a very powerful sword.
As for Tang Feng, the voice is the lowest. After all, he is only at the fifth level of the Golden Core. To reach this point, everyone thinks it is the limit.
After a short break, the referee, the old man in black, appeared again on the high pillar of the spiral staircase. He said condescendingly: "After it has been decided, Tang Feng from Xuanwu Sect will compete with Sanxiu Ke Wu, and the winner will finally face Jing Jiu.
Wave to compete for the final!"
Although it was unfair for Yingchun House to make this decision unilaterally, no one had any objections. After all, there could only be one winner in the end.
"Brother Tang, even Zhong Wudao is no match for you, and the casual cultivator Ke Wu is certainly not a problem. Your only rival is Jing Jiubo, but I am optimistic about you." Tian Huacheng turned his head and smiled.
Tang Feng just smiled faintly and was too lazy to speak anymore. Originally, he didn't want to participate in this competition for oiran. If he hadn't been tricked by the other party, he wouldn't be pushed to the forefront now.
Suddenly there was a whoosh, and Sanxiu Ke Wu was already standing on the ring.
Tang Feng followed closely behind and gently floated down from the second floor.
Ke Wu cupped his hands and said: "My lord, Ke Wu, you have reached this stage with the fifth level of Golden Core Realm. You can really be considered a person."
Tang Feng also bowed his hand: "Nice to meet you, I am Tang Feng of the Xuanwu Sect."
Ke Wu suddenly grinned and said: "Although you are a member of the Xuanwu Sect, you are no longer your sect at this moment, so I will never show mercy!"
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "That would be the best."
Ke Wu couldn't help but feel a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "You dare to be so arrogant even though you are in the fifth level of Jindan. Even if you are a member of the Xuanwu Sect, you will still be defeated by me today!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already clenched his fist, and it seemed that he had no intention of using the knife, but his whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and the yin and yang cycle formed an aura.
He punched out, the punch was sharp and the wind was howling. Even though there was a barrier to protect him, everyone in the audience still felt the pain on their faces.
In just a flash, Ke Wu's fist was already in front of him!
Tang Feng refused to retreat, but at this moment, he also punched out!
The golden dragon fist met the opponent's fist, and there was a loud bang. Ke Wu's shoulders shook suddenly, and then, the whole person was beaten back and forth, almost falling out of the fighting stage.
When the people in the audience saw this scene, they immediately took a breath and exclaimed in shock: "What a terrifying physical power. Tang Feng of the Xuanwu Sect didn't seem to use his spiritual energy just now. He only used his physical body to fight, and he was actually able to do so in one go.
The fist knocked Ke Wu back, this is too scary!"
"This guy has definitely practiced a very powerful physical martial arts, and the level of this martial arts is by no means low!"
Ke Wu finally suppressed the restless breath in his body, gritted his teeth and said: "What a boy, I never thought that your physical strength would be so strong, but next..."
Before he finished speaking, a sonorous sound like a dragon's roar suddenly came out. Ke Wu finally drew his sword. The green sword looked like jasper and was not ordinary.
"It is indeed a green water sword. It is said that Ke Wu's sword was made from a trace of green water. Although there are only three moves, the power of each move can be superimposed on each other, which is very scary!"
"Although Ke Wu is only at the second level of Yin-Yang Transformation Realm, if he uses the third move, even a third-level Yin-Yang Realm will suffer under his sword!"
With the knife drawn out, Ke Wu rose into the air. He swung the knife, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the knife. A green rainbow instantly reached the top of Tang Feng's head.
Tang Feng still didn't move, his right fist went straight out, and the three golden dragon fists intertwined with each other and entangled the green rainbow sword energy. However, as soon as they clashed, the cold green sword energy was wiped out and dissipated.
Ke Wu gritted his teeth again, twisted his body, and swung out the second sword. The energy of the sword swept out like a green dragon.
Tang Feng remained motionless and punched eighteen times in one breath. Eighteen golden dragon fists roared out. In the blink of an eye, a cage was formed, entangling the opponent's sword energy green dragon, and then suppressed it.
"This..." Everyone in the audience was shocked.
Ke Wu's expression changed, he gritted his teeth again, suddenly held the knife in both hands, raised his head and slashed it off.
A green knife line cut the air and made a chirping sound. Although this last knife was not as majestic as the previous two knifes, everyone knew that the power of this knife was far more terrifying than the previous two knifes.
Tang Feng took a step back, waved his hand, and a golden spear condensed and shot towards the green line.
Everyone only heard a chirping sound, and the sword line was split into two halves by the golden spear.
Tang Feng raised his hand again, and another golden spear shot out, but this time it didn't shoot out, it just floated in front of him. He stared at Ke Wu and said in a deep voice: "Do you admit defeat?"