"How is that possible?" Lan Caiyi opened her eyes wide and looked at Xu Feng, who had reached the same height as herself, with an expression of disbelief.
"You, you are obviously only level 4, how can you have the ability to fly?"
"Even if you learn flying spells such as Dance of the Sky, it's impossible to fly because your body is too heavy!"
Xu Feng floated in the air, subverting Lan Caiyi's cognition.
There is an essential difference between the physical bodies of high-level apostles and middle- and low-level apostles, just like feathers and stones. It is easy for feathers to fly, but for stones to fly, it cannot be done even if it takes a hundred times the effort.
"Do I have the qualifications to fight you fairly now?" Xu Feng said calmly.
Lan Caiyi gritted her teeth and took the lead in attacking. With a thought, the power of phoenix fire surged in her body, and a huge phoenix shadow appeared behind Lan Caiyi.
This phoenix is lifelike, with flames burning all over its body, and is completely composed of fire elements.
"Phoenix fire burns the sky!"
Lan Caiyi directly displayed the skill of pressing the bottom of the box. As a holy son of Feng Wu, Lan Caiyi cultivates the power of Phoenix Fire. This flame not only has all the attributes of other flames, but also has the characteristics of healing and recovery.
After reaching the peak of cultivation, you can even be like a real phoenix, reborn from the ashes after death, and reach the peak of strength again.
"It's too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise even if you beg for mercy later, I may not be able to stop!" Lan Caiyi said coldly.
After all, Xu Feng is a holy son of the grinding lineage, so Lan Caiyi always wants to give Guo Ji some face.
"If you can't retract and release it freely, you have to practice this technique again!" Xu Feng said with a smile.
"You..." Lan Caiyi's eyes widened and a look of anger appeared on her face.
"Burn!" Lan Caiyi shouted in a low voice, and the phoenix shadow behind him suddenly became more agile, let out a clear phoenix cry, and rushed towards Xu Feng.
Wherever the phoenix fire passed, the air began to twist, and a heat wave of thousands of degrees rushed toward Xu Feng, but Xu Feng floated in place, motionless.
Outside the battlefield, seeing the phoenix fire rushing toward Xu Feng, but Xu Feng remained motionless, the disciples of the sharpening line were all sweating!
"Holy Son, why doesn't he hide?"
"The temperature of the phoenix fire is so high that even steel will melt into juice. The Holy Son is too trustworthy!"
The disciples of the Mo Dao lineage saw that Xu Feng was able to cross the void with the strength of an intermediate apostle, and they couldn't help but have some confidence in him. But now they saw that Xu Feng actually planned to resist Lan Caiyi's Phoenix Fire with his physical body.
He immediately shook his head and sighed.
The other lineage disciples who wanted to see Xu Feng make a fool of themselves couldn't help but laugh, with mocking looks on their faces.
Previously, Xu Feng flew into the air and slapped them in the face. This time, he learned the lesson and was ready to wait until Xu Feng could no longer withstand the Phoenix Fire before taunting them again.
Boom~
The huge phoenix shadow turned into a ball of flames, wrapping Xu Feng and burning fiercely.
"At this time, even I can't control the phoenix fire and cancel this skill!" Lan Caiyi couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.
"Phoenix Fire burns nothing. The Holy Son of the Grinding Blade lineage is still too much to trust. Let alone a mid-level apostle, even a high-level apostle who is good at defense would not dare to withstand this blow physically!" Outside the battlefield, a person
The saint son of the sect who was attracted by the phoenix fire glanced at the battlefield screen, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
At this time, the saint sons who were fighting fast had already left the battlefield and began to stare at the battle that was not over yet. After all, the winners were likely to be their opponents in the next battle.
"Senior Brother..." All the disciples of the Mo Dao lineage looked at Guo Ji with ugly expressions.
"Don't be impatient. Since the Holy Son dares to physically resist the Phoenix Fire, he certainly has his reasons!" Guo Ji consoled him.
Although Guo Ji was also nervous, his confidence in Xu Feng was much stronger than that of others.
"Xu Feng has mastered the power of calamity. The only person in the entire Grip Blade lineage who has successfully cultivated the power of ten thousand calamities, how could he fall in a small competition of saints!" Guo Ji thought to himself.
On the battlefield, the phoenix fire burned for seven or eight seconds before it finally went out.
"How is that possible..." Lan Caiyi's eyes widened and she looked at the intact Xu Feng, her body shaking slightly in shock.
"Phoenix Fire? The power is still too weak!" Xu Feng said with a smile: "Do you have other more powerful skills?"
In order to practice the Devouring Body, Xu Feng once specialized in swallowing strange fires for a while. Now that the Devouring Body has been upgraded to the fifth level, the effects of the strange fires have become worse and worse, and he is almost immune. Other flames want to harm Xu.
Feng, unless Xu Feng takes the initiative to let go of his defense.
After all, Phoenix Fire is just ordinary fire, not even spiritual fire, and it is incomparable with strange fire. The Devouring Body even refuses to absorb this energy and is directly immune to it.
"Do you have an upgraded magic weapon that is immune to fire damage?" Lan Caiyi couldn't help shouting.
Lan Caiyi didn't believe that Xu Feng's physical body was so powerful, so she could only attribute the reason to some powerful magic weapons.
Lan Caiyi's words were transmitted to the hall through the battlefield screen. Everyone who was originally shocked also showed a look of relief on their faces. Compared to resisting the Phoenix Fire with the body, this explanation was obviously more reasonable.
Xu Feng was noncommittal and said with a smile: "If there is no other means, then I will take action!"
Without waiting for Lan Caiyi to reply, Xu Feng slowly opened a vertical eye between his eyebrows and looked towards Lan Caiyi.
Lan Caiyi looked at the dark eyes between Xu Feng's eyebrows and felt an inexplicable chill all over her body, as if something very strange was going to happen to her.
Lunar Technique!
Xu Feng read softly.
The next moment, Lan Caiyi's eyes blurred, and she felt like she had entered a strange space. In this space, there was only a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and darkness surrounded her.
Before Lan Caiyi could react, the crescent moon above her head released a series of jagged moon blades and flew towards her.
"I, how did I become an ordinary person? No, no, this is not my real body, but my consciousness!" Lan Caiyi finally realized that Xu Feng actually pulled his consciousness into this strange space.
"My body is completely defenseless now!" Lan Caiyi was suddenly shocked.
Whoosh whoosh~
·A series of jagged moon-shaped blades easily tore Lan Caiyi’s conscious body apart!
Ah~
Lan Caiyi let out a scream, and her conscious body was cut and torn, which was exactly the same as the pain she felt when her body was cut and torn. Dozens of moon-shaped blades kept cutting Lan Caiyi's conscious body, like a thousand knives.
Lingchi torture is ordinary.
In the battlefield, Lan Caiyi, who was originally floating in the air, suddenly fell towards the ground and fell heavily to the ground.
After a few seconds, Lan Caiyi turned over and sat up, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of fear.
Xu Feng slowly fell from the air, came to Lan Caiyi, and asked softly: "Fairy Caiyi, will the battle continue?"
Lan Caiyi looked at Xu Feng, with a hint of fear in her eyes, as if facing a demon, and subconsciously moved her body back a few meters: "You, stay away from me!"
After a moment, Lan Caiyi seemed to realize something. This was a battlefield. As long as he admitted defeat, Xu Feng would not be able to deal with him anymore. He couldn't help but glared at Xu Feng and shouted loudly: "Admit defeat!"
In an instant, Lan Caiyi disappeared and was teleported out of the battlefield.
[The holy son of the sharpening lineage, Xu Feng wins! Earn a total of one point! 】
A loud voice sounded in the battlefield, and the next moment, Xu Feng was teleported out and returned to the hall.
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"Victory, victory!" The disciples of the Mo Dao lineage jumped for joy, and some low-level disciples even cried with joy.
After a victory, this time the ranking of the Grinding Lineage will finally no longer be at the bottom, and the lineage will not become a hidden lineage.
In fact, for those disciples with outstanding talents, whether their lineage becomes a hidden lineage has little impact. If the lineage is gone, the worst thing is to join another lineage. As long as they have talent potential and are worth cultivating, such disciples,
Other clans will rush for it.
But for those disciples with mediocre qualifications, once the sect becomes a hidden lineage, the end will be very miserable. They will either become servant disciples, or be expelled from the sect and self-destruct.
"Junior brother, good job!" Guo Ji smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Feng became the Holy Son, and he was under the greatest pressure. Whether he was within the sect or outside the sect, he had a feeling that his days were like years. Now Xu Feng finally won the Holy Son Competition.
After one scene, he suddenly felt relaxed all over.
"Junior brother, if you keep up your hard work, the top ten in the Holy Son Competition will be rewarded with an Enlightenment Stone, which can directly upgrade a certain skill to the full level. If you can compete, you still have to compete!" Guo Ji said softly.
"Senior brother, I know." Xu Feng nodded.
The Enlightenment Stone is only a reward for the tenth Son on the Saint Son List. Xu Feng's goal is not just to be ranked tenth. With Xu Feng's current strength, even if he has not reached the Hunyuan Ruyi realm, he can still compete with those high-level apostles.
Down.
The first game ends quickly, and players who gain points are automatically promoted. Those who lose will not be eliminated immediately, but will enter the losing group.
Those who advance are in order to obtain a better ranking, or even compete for the ranking on the Saint Son List, while those who are defeated are in order to prevent themselves from becoming the last one and having their lineage ranked at the bottom. The Saint Sons in the defeated group have already lost
To compete for the qualifications for ranking in the Holy Son Ranking.
Half an hour later, the second promotion match began. Guo Ji was quite excited. When he represented the Mo Dao lineage in the Holy Son Competition, he had never entered the promotion match and had been struggling in the losing group. This time Xu Feng
After qualifying for promotion, Guo Ji was even more excited than Xu Feng.
"Our sharpening lineage is finally awakening!" Guo Ji murmured to himself. He knew that Xu Feng did not show his full strength in the first game. As for his calamity power, he did not reveal even a single bit.
In Guo Ji's view, calamity power is the strongest force of the Mo Dao lineage. He has been looking forward to Xu Feng using his calamity power in battle to rectify the name of the Mo Dao lineage in the Holy Son Competition!
"The Grinding Blade lineage is not inferior to others!" Guo Ji was full of confidence, but he felt a little regretful that his master was not present at such a critical moment, unable to witness the exciting moment when the Grinding Grinding Lineage regained its glory.