361: Fierce competition, everyone shows off their skills!

Guo Feng heard that, immediately stood up, clapped his hands, "Hey, I just watched one match, and it's my turn already?"

He stretched, looked at Number Forty-Eight, "Little brother, hurry up, I'm in a rush."

After he finished speaking, he instantly teleported onto the arena.

Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, frowned, and also directly flew into the arena space.

"Indeed."

As soon as Guo Feng entered, he felt that the space inside was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

It was about one square kilometer!

He looked at Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, opposite him, shrugged, "This arena isn't small, it's about the same size as my residence at Number Forty-Nine in the Imperial City District."

He paused, "Little brother, do you have a house in the Imperial City District? Where is it? Let's get to know each other and be friends in the future?"

"Aren't you in a rush?"

Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, was so angry his face turned red.

Is it really that impressive to have a house in the Imperial City District?

What's there to show off about?

Infuriating!

He waved his hand, "Although I know I'm not your opponent, I will never let you win that easily."

"Oh."

Bang—

Just then, Guo Feng heard Marquis Shenwei's command to start from outside.

He backhanded a slap.

With a loud bang, a massive hand formed by Fire Emperor Qi, burning with rolling flames, came down.

It struck directly towards Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi's head with lightning speed.

"Ah—you!"

Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, was shocked. He never expected that this person, who was chattering away a second ago, would launch a sudden attack the next second!

As a Rank Eight, Level Nine contestant, he knew he had no chance of becoming the Emperor-Consort.

However, he intended to display his strength and combat resilience.

To be noticed by Marquis Shenwei.

To be noticed by other dignitaries in the Imperial Capital!

Then, he would become famous and rise in status.

However, things did not go as planned. Guo Feng's powerful hand, condensed from Fire Emperor Qi, contained terrifying flame power.

It also contained a twenty-fold Fire Emperor Qi amplification.

And a twenty-fold Earth Sovereign True Body amplification.

A total of forty-fold amplification.

Although he didn't use much force, with Guo Feng's current strength, a single slap would be enough to overwhelm anyone at Level Eighty-Nine.

Therefore, in just an instant, Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, was directly blasted to the ground.

His spiritual artifacts dimmed.

He spat out mouthfuls of blood, instantly suffering severe injuries.

Since this was a competition, not a death match, taking medicine was not allowed.

Otherwise, the fights would be meaningless.

So, Lang Yi struggled to get up, swaying, and desperately circulated his spiritual energy.

But he still flopped down again.

"Number Thirty-Two, Guo Feng wins, advancing to the next round!"

Just then, Marquis Shenwei's voice resounded.

Number Forty-Eight, Lang Yi, looked helpless, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

He cupped his hands in salute.

Then directly left the arena!

Meanwhile, Guo Feng instantly teleported away from the arena.

He returned to his chair, munching on melon seeds, drinking beverages, and watching the matches.

After a while.

The first round of fifty-three matches concluded.

Indeed, there were a few exciting matches, especially between two Rank Nine, Level One geniuses, who fought until they were almost exhausted before a winner was decided.

Guo Feng appeared to be eating melon seeds, but in reality, he was also learning from the opponents' combat techniques.

Especially their methods of using spiritual energy.

Because the Chaos Continent had tens of thousands of years of research on the use of spiritual energy, this was something Huaguo could not compare to.

It was precisely because of these things that Guo Feng was able to see many ingenious uses.

This greatly inspired him.

As the second round began, with fifty-three people remaining, twenty-seven matches were to be held.

One person received a bye again.

This time, Guo Feng encountered someone at the peak of Level Eighty-Nine.

This time, he used Fire Emperor Qi to condense more than a dozen sharp blade qis, forming a formation to strike out.

Although it didn't have the power of a true formation, its destructive power was extremely strong.

He defeated his opponent with a single move.

This attempt made him very excited.

The second round of matches also ended quickly.

Among them, Lou Yu, Tang Ru, and Ming Hao, like him, all won in one move.

The two commoner prodigies under fifty years old, Chong Ming and Wan Hui, although they were only Rank Nine, Level One, seemed to have very powerful inheritances.

Their moves were extremely powerful.

They could almost defeat opponents beyond their rank.

These two, at this moment, received a lot of attention.

Guo Feng also discovered an interesting situation: the second bye was again given to Wang Shengzhi, who also received the first bye.

Guo Feng even felt if there was some shady business going on.

After the second round, only twenty-seven people remained.

At this moment, almost everyone on the field was a Rank Nine expert!

A few lucky ones, like Wang Shengzhi, were also at the peak of Rank Eight, Level Nine.

The third round began again.

Fourteen matches, and one person received a bye again.

In the third round, the fights were even more exciting than before, as the strength gap between everyone was not very large.

Of course—

Except for Guo Feng and the other three big favorites.

And the most exciting were Chong Ming and Wan Hui, the two commoner prodigies.

They faced two Rank Nine, Level Three opponents who were stronger than them, yet they used special and powerful ultimate moves to defeat them by two ranks.

This caused a stir of shock!

Even Marquis Shenwei looked at these two commoner prodigies with new eyes, and many people also harbored intentions of recruiting them.

And these two were satisfied.

This time, they never thought of truly becoming the Emperor-Consort; how difficult would it be for a commoner to become Emperor-Consort?

What they wanted was to make a name for themselves.

What they wanted was to establish a firm foothold in the Imperial Capital and create a powerful family.

"Eh?"

And when the last bye position appeared, Guo Feng was shocked.

It was Wang Shengzhi again.

This time, even Marquis Shenwei was surprised, looking puzzled, and summoned his subordinates to inquire.

However, the news he received was—it was all due to luck.

Wang Shengzhi instantly became the focus of the entire venue, second only to Wan Hui and Chong Ming.

Marquis Shenwei's public inquiry and the conclusion he reached meant no one doubted it.

Wang Shengzhi could only look awkward.

The fourth round began.

This time, everyone except Wang Shengzhi was a Rank Nine expert.

Moreover, among the fourteen people, Guo Feng and the other three were absolutely invincible.

The second tier consisted of Wan Hui and Chong Ming.

There was only one Rank Nine expert who had suffered severe injuries in the previous round.

He had used many pills but still couldn't recover.

Everyone was anticipating whether Wang Shengzhi's luck would be so heaven-defying that he would once again encounter this injured expert.

However, the first draw matched Wang Shengzhi with this half-crippled Rank Nine prodigy.

This time, Wang Shengzhi also displayed absolute combat will and extremely fierce methods.

After much hardship.

He defeated that half-crippled Rank Nine prodigy!

Everyone was shocked once again.

And just as Guo Feng was shocked, the result of the second draw came out.

Guo Feng vs. Wan Hui.

Guo Feng was startled, then sighed. Although Wan Hui had firm will and strong strength, in the face of an absolute strength gap, how could Wan Hui win?

He shook his head, took a sip of his drink, and looked at Wan Hui, "Wan Hui, come on."

After speaking, he took a step and instantly rushed onto the arena.