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The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1663: The Monster-Strength Girl
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Chapter 1663: The Monster-Strength Girl

"Can you block this?"

Wang Qian smiled proudly as he raised his hand and slammed a palm viciously toward Zi Zhaoyan's Heavenly Thunder Protective Barrier.

At once, sinister winds surged wildly. Those wind blades carrying intense corrosive power continuously tore at the layer of lightning barrier.

If this continued, Zi Zhaoyan probably would not be able to hold on much longer.

"Soul Projection!"

However, Zi Zhaoyan was clearly extremely patient. Only at the exact instant the Heavenly Thunder Protective Barrier shattered did she activate the Profound Heart Violet Eyes and unleash the Soul Projection ability.

Just as Ling Feng had guessed, after transforming into an illusory phantom, she completely ignored Wang Qian's sinister winds and floated lightly toward him.

Whoosh!

That phantom twisted and spun at incredible speed. During its charge, it had already condensed thunder energy, striking toward Wang Qian from an extremely tricky angle!

Crackle!

Lightning arcs surged wildly as the void itself was ripped open with a long tear!

In the next moment, the attack appeared directly before Wang Qian's face without the slightest warning!

A jade-like palm was now less than one chi away from Wang Qian's chest!

At such a distance, let alone blocking the attack, most people probably would not even have enough time to react!

Below the stage, Liu Donglin's face was filled with unwillingness.

Earlier, he had been completely defeated by this very move.

Now, after seeing the terrifying thunder energy gathered within Zi Zhaoyan's palm, cold sweat could not help but appear on Liu Donglin's forehead.

If Zi Zhaoyan had used this move against him, he probably would not merely have fallen unconscious. Even surviving with half his life intact would already count as fortunate.

"It's going to succeed!"

A trace of delight appeared on Zi Zhaoyan's face.

If this palm strike landed on Wang Qian's chest, then no matter how strong he was, he would definitely suffer severe injuries.

Sometimes, raw strength did not represent everything. Victory could also be achieved through intelligence and precise control of the battle situation.

However, in the next instant, the smile on Zi Zhaoyan's face froze completely.

"Far too naive, Junior Sister Zi!"

There was still a lingering trace of sinister wind remaining around Wang Qian's body!

The moment Zi Zhaoyan launched her attack, her intangible state was bound to be released.

And at that very instant, Wang Qian suddenly counterattacked. The sinister winds wrapped around Zi Zhaoyan's body, and in the blink of an eye, her figure was violently flung backward by a vortex of dark wind!

Pfft!

The qi and blood within her body churned violently as Zi Zhaoyan spat out a mouthful of blood. She barely managed to land on the ground, though her body swayed unsteadily.

The purple skirt around her legs had already been shredded apart by the wind blades. Under the erosion of the sinister winds, the fabric turned into dust, revealing a stretch of slender snow-white legs.

Intense burning pain continuously spread through her calves.

The corrosive power of the sinister wind had already invaded her lower legs. If it could not be removed in time, she might eventually lose both of her legs altogether.

"I concede!"

Zi Zhaoyan bit down on her silver teeth.

The gap in strength was simply too enormous.

From beginning to end, Wang Qian had not moved a single step!

He had only used one move, Winds Rise Across the Nine Heavens, while she had exhausted every method at her disposal and still ended in defeat!

It was not because she was weak.

Rather, Wang Qian himself was simply far too powerful!

As the chief disciple of the Yunluo Sacred Land, Wang Qian's strength naturally could not be underestimated.

Everyone's attention had always been focused on Li Yanluo and Ao Jue, the second and third place winners of the previous competition. Yet few realized that Wang Qian was also a hidden killing weapon of the Yunluo Sacred Land.

After Zi Zhaoyan conceded and stepped down, Wang Qian also secured his tenth consecutive victory.

However, before leaving the stage, his gaze swept across Ling Feng.

Ling Feng curled his lips slightly and thought inwardly, This man hides his thoughts deeply and never reveals joy or anger on his face. He will be a troublesome opponent!

After returning to her seat, Zi Zhaoyan somewhat awkwardly adjusted her torn skirt to cover the wound on her leg. Secretly, she circulated elemental force to force the corrosive sinister wind energy out of her body.

Ling Feng casually handed her a medicinal pill and said indifferently, "Take it. It'll help your injuries recover."

A strange glimmer flashed through Zi Zhaoyan's eyes.

"In a sense, we are competitors. You really intend to give me a medicinal pill?"

Ling Feng shrugged.

"If possible, I'd prefer to face you when you're at your peak condition."

"You really are quite an interesting person."

Zi Zhaoyan accepted the medicinal pill and looked deeply at Ling Feng.

She did not put on airs or act coy. Instead, she swallowed the pill immediately.

This medicinal pill had been refined by Ling Feng using Heaven-Incinerating Dragon Flame Essence. Naturally, its medicinal effect went without saying.

Before long, Zi Zhaoyan's complexion recovered, and her injuries were basically no longer a major issue.

...

The competition continued.

Very soon, Ling Feng completed his final battle and achieved ten consecutive victories, steadily advancing into the second round.

As for Zi Zhaoyan and He Lingyun, there naturally was no issue either. Although both had lost one match each, their true strength still spoke for itself.

The competitions on the other nine arena stages also gradually came to an end.

One matter worth mentioning was that among the contestants who performed exceptionally brilliantly this time, aside from already famous figures such as Shi Haoxuan and Ye Ting, there was also one woman who unexpectedly gained considerable fame.

This woman was none other than the rarely seen and rarely active monster-strength girl, Yu Linglong.

For the sake of Lin Mu's promise, this little girl truly fought with everything she had this time.

Every opponent she encountered was blasted straight out of the arena with a single punch.

Helian Xiao happened to be terribly unlucky. He encountered Yu Linglong during the very first round and ultimately could not escape the fate of being instantly defeated with one punch.

Only then did everyone realize that within the Dongling Immortal Pool, there was actually such a terrifying little monster hidden away.

In fact, Yu Linglong's title as the "monster-strength girl" had already begun rivaling Ling Feng's reputation. Faintly, it even seemed as though her momentum was about to overshadow his.

Half a day later, the elimination round officially concluded.

From among ten thousand participants, one thousand powerhouses emerged and advanced into the second round.

At this moment, the bronze giant gate suddenly trembled violently, releasing a resounding dragon's roar.

This also signified that the first phase of the competition had fully concluded, and the battle for the remaining thousand heavenly geniuses to seize one another's fortune would officially begin.

During the first round, disciples of the Three Great Sacred Lands had almost entirely advanced without much suspense.

Only a few truly unlucky individuals happened to encounter top-tier experts from the Three Great Sacred Lands consecutively and could only blame their own bad fortune.

After the first round ended, the thousand powerhouses were divided into ten groups to compete for the top hundred positions.

Buzz! Buzz!

The void trembled as a massive golden ring of light rapidly spread across the bronze arena stages.

Earlier battles, especially those involving experts like Shi Haoxuan and Ye Ting, carried terrifying power in every movement. Damage to the arenas had naturally been unavoidable.

Yet wherever the golden light passed, all ten arena stages were completely restored and appeared brand new once more.

Even the transparent barriers surrounding the arenas now floated with mysterious inscriptions, clearly some sort of reinforcing method.

Ling Feng felt secretly astonished.

This Sunset Heaven Selection truly was extraordinary. Even these arena stages revealed endless mysteries everywhere one looked.

Methods like these were probably the handiwork of experts from the Immortal Domain.

Likewise, there was no additional rest time.

Immediately after the first round ended, the battle for the top hundred began at once.

Everything was randomized again. All groupings were completely reshuffled and restarted.

This time, Ling Feng was assigned to Group Six, where he would compete alongside ninety-nine other geniuses for the top ten spots.

And from this round onward, due to the struggle over fortune, the matches would inevitably become far more intense than in the first round.

Ling Feng swept his gaze around the area, checking whether there were any familiar faces.

Perhaps it truly was a case of enemies crossing paths on a narrow road.

Yuan Huaji and Wang Qian had once again been assigned to the same group as him.

One hundred contestants competing for ten spots meant that every martial practitioner would need to fight twenty matches in this round. Naturally, the probability of encountering those two again increased greatly.

However, Ling Feng did not care.

No matter who he encountered, nothing could shake his determination and conviction to claim the championship throne.

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