CHAPTER 436: CHAPTER 418: THE BATTLE BEGINS_2

Following that, the Dragon Fortune on the slightly overweight youth shrunk to about four feet. If he continued to lose in the upcoming matches, once his Dragon Fortune dropped below one foot, his Contest Jade Token would dim, and he would be eliminated.

After devouring the slightly overweight youth’s Dragon Fortune, Zhu Shaojing’s own increased slightly, but such a small amount of Dragon Fortune was trifling for him.

The competition continued, one match after another. Those who were defeated would lose a portion of their Dragon Fortune, and the victors would see their fortune grow.

At the same time, battles were ceaselessly unfolding on the other four Battle Platforms.

On the central Battle Platform, Ao Wushuang stood proudly, his hands clasped behind his back.

Across from him was a towering youth clad in black. This youth, named Wang Yu, was no weakling; he was a genius ranked ninety-fifth on the Hundred Extremes List.

"Ao Wushuang, I won’t admit defeat!"

Wang Yu’s face bore a grave expression as he said in a deep voice.

Ao Wushuang nodded slightly, responding indifferently, "Wang Yu, your strength is not too bad. Perhaps you can withstand one fist with ten percent of my power!"

"Ten percent of your strength?"

Wang Yu’s expression changed upon hearing this. He carefully sized up Ao Wushuang and sneered, "Ao Wushuang, aren’t you being overly arrogant? Although you have reached the peak of the Martial Master Fourth Layer, I am also at the Martial Master Fourth Layer. Thinking you can defeat me with just ten percent of your strength is utterly fanciful!"

Ao Wushuang’s face remained expressionless. He shook his head and said, "A person without strength is arrogant, but a person with strength has confidence."

"Is that so?"

Wang Yu sneered coldly, "Let’s see the truth in the hands of the martial artist!"

With those words, Wang Yu drew his treasure sword from behind and slashed at Ao Wushuang.

"Shadow Moon Saber Technique!"

As the slash fell, the sky filled with saber light like crescent moons, attacking Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang’s face showed no change as he extended the right hand that had been behind his back, and lightly punched forward.

Instantly, an unrivaled punch radiance, like a meteor streaking across the sky, burst forth with overpowering momentum, crushing everything in its path.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sky full of saber light disintegrated, and Wang Yu’s body was sent flying off the Battle Platform like a cannonball.

On other Battle Platforms.

Wu Sheng and Mo Yue easily defeated their opponents on the Southern Battle Platform. With a single stroke, Wu Sheng severed his opponent’s hair, who then promptly admitted defeat. Had Wu Sheng not held back, that one sword could have decapitated the opponent.

Mo Yue’s body was shrouded in dense Blood Evil Qi, overwhelming his opponent with an aura that turned his face pale before he was sent flying with a palm strike.

On the Northern Battle Platform, Hong Qingtian’s powerful presence erupted like a towering mountain, and his opponent conceded defeat even before the battle began.

On the Eastern Battle Platform, Huo Ling swung his long saber, and waves of fire surged, forcing his opponent to continuously retreat until falling off the Battle Platform.

And the Ninth Princess of the Tianhong Imperial Family, with her face veiled in white, showed her immeasurable strength on the Eastern Battle Platform as well. A wave of her hand summoned a profusion of petals, beautifully enveloping her opponent and sweeping them off the Battle Platform.

This Ninth Princess, though it was her first time participating in the Hundred Extremes Tournament, possessed two zhang (approximately 21 feet) of Dragon Fortune on her, far surpassing other newcomers.

The battles on each platform were fierce, continuously progressing in rounds.

On the Western Battle Platform, it was soon Lin Feng’s turn to fight.

Lin Feng’s Hundred Extremes Token trembled with a buzz, pointing towards the Battle Platform.

With a stomp, Lin Feng leaped up and landed on the Western Battle Platform.

As he stepped onto the Battle Platform, Lin Feng’s Hundred Extremes Token shone brightly, casting four zhang of Dragon Fortune as a dragon shadow.

Lin Feng was surprised; other newcomers had just about half a zhang of Dragon Fortune, and even the longest, the Ninth Princess, had only two zhang, while his was four zhang.

"Good heavens! Lin Feng’s talent with such great Dragon Fortune!"

"He seems to be participating in the Hundred Extremes Tournament for the first time as well, right? His Dragon Fortune is actually four zhang long!"

"It seems he too is a person with Great Luck!"

The spectating crowd burst into discussion upon seeing Lin Feng’s Dragon Fortune; naturally possessing such Dragon Fortune, he was assuredly a person of Great Luck.

Lin Feng’s opponent was a gaunt young man, who frowned immediately upon seeing that his opponent was Lin Feng.

Because of the previous talent testing, now in the Ancient Martial Arena, there was hardly anyone who didn’t recognize Lin Feng.

The gaunt young man felt a sinking feeling in his heart. Lin Feng’s Blue Level Fifth Rank talent was far above his own, which left him uneasy.

However, fortunately, Lin Feng’s cultivation was on par with his, both at the Peak of Earth Martial Master Third Layer.

"You’re Lin Feng, right? I will win this battle!"

The gaunt young man declared loudly, trying to boost his own morale.

He came from the lesser nation of Yan South, and after over a decade of hard work, he earned the chance to participate in the Hundred Extremes Tournament. The elders in his sect placed great expectations on him, and he could not allow himself to be defeated in the first battle.

Swish!

The gaunt young man drew the long spear from his back, flicked the tip, and a beam of Spear Light burst towards Lin Feng.

This strike was just a probing attack from the gaunt young man. If Lin Feng was weak, he would face a storm of attacks next. If Lin Feng was strong, he could immediately start defending.

"You’re too weak!"

Lin Feng shook his head and slashed with his sword, the air as calm as water, without a ripple to be seen.

"What? No sword light!"

The gaunt young man was shocked, and in the next moment, he saw his Spear Light shatter. An invisible sharp aura sliced onto his Protective True Essence.

Bang! Whoosh!

The gaunt young man was sent flying, directly out of the Battle Platform for several miles, landing below. However, he was not injured, as Lin Feng had shown mercy.

"So fast, such Swordsmanship!"

"Amazing! Lin Feng defeated a peer of the same rank with just one sword strike. Truly befitting of a Blue Level Fifth Rank talent!"

From below the Battle Platform, a wave of astonished exclamations arose.

Duanmu Ying, ranked tenth on the Hundred Extremes List, glanced at Lin Feng and smiled at Han Qianze beside her: "This Lin Feng’s Swordsmanship is not bad, almost akin to Han Yijian. Both are Fast Sword users, pursuing speed!"

Hearing this, Han Qianze shook his head and scoffed: "What’s the use of speed? Against absolute power, he won’t be able to be fast enough!"

With an easy victory in his first battle, Lin Feng’s Dragon Fortune swallowed a portion of his gaunt opponent’s Dragon Fortune, and the translucent dragon shadow grew by half a foot.

Lin Feng descended from the Battle Platform, as the battles continued on the Western Battle Platform.

Leng Yunfeng and Hong Qingtian, both geniuses from the Hundred Extremes List, defeated their respective opponents within three moves.

"Hong Qingtian, are there any strong rivals on this Western Battle Platform?"

Below the Battle Platform, Lin Feng casually chatted with Hong Qingtian.

After their last encounter in Dongshen Country’s Cloud Dream Manor, although Lin Feng and Hong Qingtian’s relationship wasn’t particularly good, they were acquainted.

"On our Western Battle Platform, the strongest are surely Han Qianze and Duanmu Ying. They are ranked sixth and tenth on the Hundred Extremes List, respectively. Besides them, we also have Yu Yuankai ranked sixteenth, Tang Yingjie ranked nineteenth, Dai Qian ranked twenty-fifth, Shi Zhengyang ranked thirty-second, and Luo Ning ranked forty-first. These five are very powerful and not to be underestimated."

Hong Qingtian said, pointing them out one by one to Lin Feng, who nodded silently after observing them.

These individuals were all very strong with powerful auras, their cultivation all at Martial Master Fourth Layer, two of whom even reached the Peak of the Fourth Layer.

A large portion of the talents participating in the tournament had a cultivation of Earth Martial Master Third Layer, with only a small fraction at the Fourth Layer.

"Ostensibly, they are the strongest, as to whether our Western Battle Platform has any strong dark horses, that will be seen with time!"

Hong Qingtian added, "Of course, you could be considered a strong dark horse, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng gave a wry smile: "What dark horse? Everyone knows about me!"

Lin Feng did not deny his own strength.

In his heart, apart from a few top talents on the Hundred Extremes List, no one posed a threat to him.

"They only know your talent is strong, but they don’t know your strength is enough to rush into the top forty!"

Hong Qingtian shook his head.

Lin Feng continued to chat with Hong Qingtian while watching the matches. He wasn’t just watching the Western Battle Platform’s contests, he also paid attention to the other platforms.

The distribution of the Hundred Extremes Token ensured a balance of combat power across the platforms, without any being dominated by strong competitors or filled with weaklings.