Beat up Wan Feiyu

For days, Xiao Feng had experienced a different kind of torment!

His strength was also growing rapidly!

On the eve of the Sect Competition, Xiao Feng could already rely on his Golden Core Peak strength to fight back and forth with Ouyang Lie.

"Elder, you're not good enough, faster!"

Looking at Xiao Feng, who was like a flying mosquito, Ouyang Lie completely gave up.

This works too!

Even if he couldn't win, being able to run away was good!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Lie waved his hand.

"Enough, tomorrow is the Sect Competition, this Elder is not in the mood today!"

Xiao Feng landed with a smile.

"Elder, then do you think with my strength I can get first place?"

First place?

Hearing these unconfident words, Ouyang Lie was so angry he laughed.

How could he not get it?

Isn't this insulting me?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

Ouyang Lie grabbed Xiao Feng and gave him another brutal beating.

Damnable!

Going back on his word!

The next day.

When all the Disciples arrived at the competition venue full of spirit, they only then discovered that Xiao Feng's face was already covered in bruises.

What's going on?

Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but step forward to show concern.

"Junior Brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Feng circulated his True Qi, spreading out the last of the bruises on his face, before saying speechlessly, "I'm fine, Senior Sister, don't worry!"

Si Tianyi's words slowly sounded.

"Sect Competition rule: No seriously injuring or killing!"

Just this one rule!

As long as the opponent doesn't die, anything goes!

The Disciples below the stage looked at each other.

They hadn't heard it was this ruthless!

However, the Disciples' complaints couldn't stop anything, and soon, Ouyang Lie stood on the stage.

He directly lifted the red cloth covering the prizes.

"For this Sect Competition, the Sect has prepared priceless gifts..."

Listening to the introduction, Xiao Feng's gaze fell upon the prize for second place.

Lightning Attracting Array!

Good stuff!

After the Sect Competition ended, he would need to undergo tribulation!

With this array Formation, wouldn't Undergoing Tribulation be easy?

Getting second place isn't bad either!

Xiao Feng thought to himself secretly.

"Alright, too lazy to talk nonsense, let's begin!"

So hasty?

The Disciples from the seven Peaks were full of awkwardness, clearly sensing that something was off about this Sect Competition.

Fang Elder slowly stepped out, and soon, began to read the list for the written test.

"First round, Qing Peak's Xiao Feng versus Qing Song Peak's Wan Feiyu!"

The scene instantly became noisy!

The grudges between the two were probably already a well-known secret throughout the Sect.

It seems they're finally matched up!

Exciting!

Wan Feiyu's expression changed. He had originally thought of eliminating a few weaker Disciples first to improve his ranking.

He didn't expect to face Xiao Feng right from the start!

Sky Depart!

It's over!

Zhao Yuwei was full of hope, speaking to Xiao Feng.

"Junior Brother, I originally wanted to teach this person a lesson myself, but since he's yours now, don't show any mercy!"

Xiao Feng grinned.

Definitely!

With a bang, Xiao Feng soared into the air, gracefully landing on the arena, and beckoned to Wan Feiyu below the stage.

Everyone's gaze fell upon Wan Feiyu.

It's over!

Even if he didn't want to go up, he had to!

Just as he was about to step forward, Wan Feiyu found his body trembling uncontrollably, seemingly not obeying his commands at all.

After a long while, he finally arrived on the stage.

Collapsed without a fight!

Xiao Feng chuckled softly, and Fang Elder's voice also slowly came out.

"Begin!"

With a command, heavenly thunder surged!

Xiao Feng's body was full of dazzling light!

So handsome?

Is this for fighting?

What a joke!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wan Feiyu was sent flying directly into the air, and a few white teeth also fell from his mouth.

Holy crap!

His teeth were knocked out?

Dumbfounded!

Everyone in the audience was stunned, this was aiming to kill!

Fang Elder frowned. As the referee, he naturally had to ensure that nothing went wrong with both sides of the match.

"If you can't win, you can surrender!"

After being prompted, Wan Feiyu seemed to have found a chance to live. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Feng's figure arrived instantly.

"Dream on!"

There were no new moves next!

Only slaps!

This was pure venting!

Xiao Feng's arm drew back high like a bow, then fell heavily with all his might.

Every single one was incredibly magnificent!

Humiliation!

Naked shame!

Wang Chongming stood among the crowd, his face incredibly gloomy.

Wan Feiyu was his proudest senior Disciple, and now, his Disciple was being casually trampled upon by Xiao Feng like a piece of rag.

Too shameful!

"Sect Head, I request a match suspension!"

Before Si Tianyi could speak, Ouyang Lie, standing beside him, cast a disdainful glance.

"He's not dead yet, besides, if he doesn't want to fight, he can surrender!"

Surrender!

Did he have a chance?

Wang Chongming directly stood up, and just as he was about to rush up and take action, he was stopped by Si Tianyi.

"Junior Brother Wang, you still need to understand the rules!"

All the recent major and minor events within the Sect were planned by Wan Feiyu alone.

Si Tianyi saw it all, but didn't say anything. Now, Xiao Feng's brutal beating indeed made him feel much more comfortable.

Naturally, when showing favoritism, he was also not polite at all!

What else could he do?

Swallow the bitter pill!

Xiao Feng showed no mercy in the subsequent attacks, beating the person in front of him until they were nearly unconscious, their face swollen to twice its size, before finally stopping.

"Elder, I'm done fighting!"

Xiao Feng spoke with a smile.

Fang Elder, who was beside him, quickly walked forward, and only after checking Wan Feiyu's breathing did he let out a sigh of relief.

"Be careful next time, don't make things difficult for me!"

Xiao Feng smiled.

Naturally!

Watching Wan Feiyu being carried down, this match was considered over.

Xiao Feng's match was very long; the other Disciples had already finished their preliminary rounds.

Almost everyone throughout the Sect saw Wan Feiyu's embarrassing state.

From now on, he wouldn't be able to hold his head up in the Sect!

Done fighting, time to pack up!

Xiao Feng floated down from the arena, and Zhao Yuwei came over.

"Amazing, Junior Brother!"

Xiao Feng smiled and kept his distance.

"Senior Sister, how did your side go?"

"Easily resolved!"

"Second round of matches, first match: Xiao Feng versus Yue Yang!"

What?

So much excitement?

The eyes of the Lingjian Sect Disciples above and below the stage became fiery.

Only Fang Elder was full of awkwardness!

This really was decided by drawing lots!

The match begins!

Xiao Feng and Yue Yang both tacitly made no moves.

After a long while, Yue Yang finally spoke.

"Junior Brother, you're not going to give me a beating too, are you?"

"Not necessarily!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

A smile resolves all grudges!

It dragged on until noon, and Xiao Feng still made no move.

The remaining Disciples in the second round of matches had also long since finished their battles.

They all gathered around the arena.

"What's going on? Still not making a move?"

"They're insisting on dragging it out until the end, I'm afraid the competition won't finish today!"

"Senior Brother Yue Yang is quite strong, but I wonder if he can handle this monster Xiao Feng!"

The discussions below the stage didn't affect the two in the slightest, until the midday sun pierced through the clouds.

"Senior Brother, let's begin!"