Zhao Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated.

After arriving at Zhenwu Holy Land, his journey was basically halfway completed.

Early morning of the second day.

"Zhao Feng, come out here"

"Zuo Mou wants to see who you are. You just joined the Holy Sect and you will take my place."

A voice full of resentment came from outside the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard.

Some powerful geniuses from the Xuanzhen Holy Sect stood and watched the excitement.

The owner of that voice was a young man with broken hair, his eyes wide open in anger, and his face almost distorted.

"Junior Brother Zuo Hong, your default quota was replaced by that Zhao Feng?"

"Such things are relatively rare in Zhenwu Holy Land."

Among the crowd, some sect members and disciples felt deep sympathy.

On background.

Zuo Hong's master is a very senior king of the virtual god realm in the sect, and he is also a powerful elder.

In terms of cultivation, he is less than thirty, but he has reached the late stage of Xiaodanyuan realm.

In a burst of noise.

A young man with blue hair walked out of the courtyard.

"Zhao Feng, you finally came out."

Outside, many members and disciples of the sect looked indignant.

"On the basis that you are the true disciple of the Great Emperor, it is really shameless for you to steal your place against your principles."

Most people sympathize with the "weak" party.

After all, the reserved quota originally belonged to Zuo Hong.

"Zuo doesn't dare to go against the decision of the sect's top brass. But Zuo just wants to verify whether this Junior Brother Zhao is really qualified to take my place."

Zuo Hong sneered.

Today's behavior was dictated by the king and master behind him.

Emperor Duanmu's qualifications and strength are rare in the sect that can match him.

Especially on that day, the Emperor's projection came, which raised Emperor Duanmu's reputation to a new level.

but.

It is not possible to work openly, but it is possible to fight and plot secretly.

If Zuo Hong can defeat Zhao Feng in this challenge, then it will be difficult to "justify" the place that Emperor Duanmu sought for his disciples.

Even in the Samsung Sect, everything is based on strength.

The sect will not waste its precious quota on an incompetent person.

As long as Zhao Feng is defeated

By then.

The king master behind Zuo Hong can ask other great emperors to "rectify" this matter.

Not good.

This matter can be brought up to the "Supreme Elder" who is hidden in the world.

All the plans have been planned.

Zuo Hong, he only needs an opportunity.

Now.

He challenged Zhao Feng in full view of everyone.

This will be the first step.

"Okay, I agree to your challenge."

Zhao Feng didn't hesitate at all.

Yesterday, Master "Duanmu Qing" also reminded him.

The wisdom and foresight of a person who can be respected as a great emperor is also extraordinary.

After a while.

Hundreds of people gathered near an ancient dueling platform of the Zhenxuan Holy Sect, all coming to watch the excitement.

There were also many true disciples present.

"Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Nan are here..."

In the crowd, some true disciples looked at the two figures among them.

Chen Yilin and another "Senior Brother Nan" looked at the two figures on the duel stage with expressionless expressions.

The cultivation of these two people has reached the late stage of the Great Alchemy Realm.

"Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Nan are both among the ten geniuses of the Holy Land."

"It is said that they all have records of challenging the 'half-step king'."

There was awe in everyone's eyes.

at this time.

Inside the dueling arena.

Zhao Feng and Zuo Hong were floating in a mountain.

The duel stage of the Xuanzhen Holy Sect is also very mysterious. It is equivalent to a small space inside, simulating various environments, including mountains, rivers, and woods.

This battle is also highly anticipated.

In the sky, there are at least a dozen spiritual thoughts of the Void God Realm, and there is even the existence of the Great Emperor.

"Well, everything is ready. As long as Zuo Hong wins, I will ask the reclusive Supreme Elder to do justice to this matter."

One of them, the spiritual thought of a virtual god realm king, looked down with a hint of coldness.

"Senior Brother Zuo Hong, just fighting is meaningless."

Zhao Feng said calmly.

"What's the meaning?"

Zuo Hong was slightly startled.

"Let's make a bet. If you win, Zhao will give up the spot."

Zhao Feng spoke calmly.

"Seriously, if you lose, will you give up your spot to me?"

Zuo Hong was elated.

I didn't expect that everything came so easily.

"As long as you can persist in ten moves in Zhao's hands, you will win. But if you lose, do you want to express something?"

Zhao Feng said slowly.

Ten moves?

Zuo Hong was stunned, and there was a commotion on the field.

"Hahaha ten moves? Boy surnamed Zhao, you are too arrogant. It seems you don't know that the true disciples of the three-star sect in the Holy Land have the strength to challenge higher levels."

When Zuo Hong heard this, he smiled instead of getting angry.
Chapter completed!