Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 247: On Stage

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Chapter 247: Chapter 247: On Stage

Great Elder finished speaking.

Then, a dozen stewards stepped forward, taking out the iron tokens that had already been prepared, for all the disciples to draw.

Lin Feng and Zhou Xin among others, also stepped forward, lining up to draw.

Soon, Lin Feng drew his own iron token.

Group six, number 518.

This was the number on Lin Feng’s iron token, group six, number 518.

Thousands of people were divided into ten groups, each group having about a hundred people.

However, no one was in the same group as Lin Feng.

After the groups were assigned, the four of them came to a battle platform and quietly waited for the competition to start.

Since each battle platform was not far from each other, the four of them did not separate.

Not long after, the drawing of lots was over.

A steward hosting the competition stepped forward and loudly announced: "The competition begins!"

"Group one, number 16 versus number 825!"

"Group two, number 605 versus number 853!"

"Group three, number 102 versus number 467!

"..."

Upon hearing their numbers called, the disciples stepped onto their respective battle platforms and began fighting their opponents.

In an instant, each battle platform shone with light, reverberating with continuous explosions.

The first stage of the knockout competition was extremely cruel, as a single defeat meant no further chance to fight.

Thus, luck also played a crucial role in the first stage of the knockouts.

If one was extremely unlucky and encountered one of the top ten disciples, even with the cultivation of a Great Martial Master Sixth Layer peak, it still meant a likely defeat.

As one fight followed another, more and more disciples were eliminated.

Some groups finished quickly, others slowly; those who ended quickly moved on to the next round of fighting.

"Group six, number 518 versus number 325!"

Lin Feng heard his number called and stepped onto the sixth group’s battle platform with a stride.

"Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng’s opponent, a yellow-shirted youth, had reached the realm of Great Martial Master Third Layer.

Upon seeing that his opponent was Lin Feng, the yellow-shirted youth immediately felt dejected.

"Do you recognize me?"

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised, and after scrutinizing his opponent carefully, he suddenly remembered.

This person seemed to have been present during the battle against the Seven Great Tribes.

"I concede!"

The corners of the yellow-shirted youth’s mouth displayed a bitter smile, and without any hesitation, he shouted to the steward overseeing the competition.

Having participated in the national battle, he was well aware of Lin Feng’s capabilities.

Not to mention his cultivation as a Great Martial Master Third Layer, even at Fourth Layer, it would be impossible to defeat Lin Feng.

Thus, although reluctant, he decided to admit defeat decisively.

After speaking, the yellow-shirted youth turned and left the battle platform.

Lin Feng, speechless, touched his nose and also walked down from the battle platform.

The first fight concluded without a battle!

From a distance, hundreds of disciples from the Dynasty gathered.

He Yangjun noticed Lin Feng’s battle situation and a cold sneer appeared in his eyes.

Enjoy your pride for a little while longer, your demise is imminent!

Soon, the second round of fighting commenced.

"Group six, number 518 versus number 932."

It was Lin Feng’s turn to fight again.

This time, Lin Feng’s opponent was a round-faced youth with the cultivation of a Great Martial Master Fifth Layer.

"Our cultivations are equal, you are bound to lose!"

The round-faced youth, holding a green spear, looked at Lin Feng confidently and said.

"Make your move!"

Lin Feng shook his head gently, not understanding where the other’s confidence came from.

"Lose!"

The round-faced youth charged forward explosively, his body suddenly leapt into the air, the spear emitting a flowing green light as he thrust it towards Lin Feng.

Whoosh!

The spear pierced through the air, fast as lightning, and in an instant, it approached Lin Feng’s chest.

Ugh!

At this moment, the expression on the round-faced young man’s face suddenly froze, and his body also abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Only to see in the arena, Lin Feng stretched out a hand and grabbed the spear coming towards him.

"How is this possible?"

The round-faced young man was shocked beyond measure, but no matter how hard he tried, his face turning red, he couldn’t pull the spear free.

Held by Lin Feng, the spear was immovable, as if suppressed by a mountain.

At this moment, the scene on this battle platform seemed rather comical.

Lin Feng stood on the battle platform, holding a spear high in his hand, and at the tail of the spear, the round-faced young man was suspended in the air.

"Get down!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, then with a swing of his arm, the round-faced young man and his spear were thrown out of the battle platform.

In the second round of the fight, Lin Feng won easily again.

Until the fifth round, Lin Feng encountered no formidable experts and won five consecutive easy victories.

Among the ten battle platforms, the ten disciples were the most eye-catching.

No matter who their opponents were, they defeated them with a single move, showing incredible dominance.

One of the ten disciples on Lin Feng’s group platform was Lu Shaoyun.

This person, in flowing blue robes, was incredibly chic, his opponents were blown off the battle platform with a flip of his palm.

And among the top three of the outer sect’s ten disciples, Nangong Linjue, Duan Bingye, and Ling Muchen, were even more relaxed.

All the disciples who faced them conceded directly.

So far, none of the three had even made a move.

"Group six, number 12 against number 518"

Finally, in the sixth round, Lin Feng faced a formidable expert.

This was a gloomy-faced young man in black robes, with cultivation at the peak of the Great Martial Master Fifth Layer, his aura was extremely powerful, even far exceeding those of his level.

Lin Feng went up the platform, the two stood facing each other.

"Heh heh! I didn’t expect my luck to be so good!"

Seeing Lin Feng, the black-robed young man immediately flashed a grinning smile: "By killing you, I’ll definitely earn a lot of rewards!"

"Kill me?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, asked coldly: "You want to kill me?"

"What do you think?"

The black-robed young man’s eyes burst with murderous intent, saying, "Even though you are powerful, unluckily for you, you met me!"

The black-robed young man was highly confident, his cultivation might be at the peak of the Great Martial Master Fifth Layer, but it was not much weaker than a typical Great Martial Master Sixth Layer Martial Artist.

"Are you from the Dynasty?"

Lin Feng scoffed slightly with a corner of his lips lifted, asked indifferently.

"Correct!"

The black-robed young man did not deny, licked his lips with his tongue, and smirked coldly: "Being an enemy of my Dynasty, you only have one way out—death!"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man’s aura skyrocketed, and solid True Qi gathered in his palm.

Then, the black-robed young man charged violently towards Lin Feng, releasing a palm strike from mid-air.

Suddenly, a grey True Qi Palm Print, carrying astonishing True Qi fluctuations, targeted Lin Feng for a lethal attack.

"Die!"

The black-robed young man sneered viciously.

"Since you want to kill me, I won’t be polite to you either!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, following which he lifted his fist and struck out.

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The fist, heavy as a mountain, burst forth, instantly shattering the incoming True Qi Handprint, and with undiminished force, it hit the black-robed young man squarely.

Ah!

The black-robed young man let out a scream, his clothes instantly shattered into pieces, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and he was thrown hundreds of meters away.

Bang!

Finally, the black-robed young man heavily smashed onto the ground, continuously spewing blood from his mouth and nose, his body convulsing non-stop.

Although not dead, he was breathing more out than in!

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

Even the disciples who were watching other group fights turned their gaze here.

This guy is so ruthless!

Such a heavy handiness!