"Slow down! I agree to work with you! Stop right now!" the black-skinned man helplessly messaged Zhao Feng .
He could not permit Zhao Feng to absorb any more of the surrounding Five Elements energy . Otherwise, the array would break early, and everything would be exposed . Besides, Zhao Feng was just an ordinary Quasi-God, so even if they worked together, the black-skinned man would still hold the initiative .
On the fighting stage, Zhao Feng's lips curled upward .
Hou Qing, who was being constantly pushed back by Zhao Feng, was depressed and enraged by this faint smile .
Hou Qing was the one who stepped on stage and invited Zhao Feng for a fight . He had believed that he would leave victorious, washing away the shame and humiliation from their first encounter .
But the result was yet another miserable defeat .
Whoosh!
The five-colored lightning on Zhao Feng's body slowly receded . Now that the black-skinned man had agreed to work with him, Zhao Feng no longer needed to continue using Five Elements Intent .
In addition, Hou Qing's bloodline energy was exhausted and his body was heavily wounded . Even without the use of Five Elements Intent, Hou Qing was no longer able to put up a fight .
In one of the pavilions around the stage, a youth dressed in robes of light red was the center of attention .
"Quasi-God Gui Yi, he's like you – an expert of Five Elements Intent!" A cute and witty woman standing to the red-robed youth giggled .
"How could that boy compare to Quasi-God Gui Yi, twelfth on the Quasi-God Ranking!?" a person nearby immediately replied with a laugh .
Six members of the Quasi-God Ranking had come to this Gulong Martial Gathering . Quasi-God Gui Yi was the prodigy ranked twelfth on the Quasi-God Ranking .
"Each part of his Five Elements Intent is only at Level One, but I've already raised two of my Intents to Level Two . My proficiency in using Five Elements Intent is also superior," Quasi-God Gui Yi spoke with a casual tone that oozed absolute confidence .
Boom! Bang! Crash!
On the stage, Zhao Feng relied on his formidable physical strength alone to suppress Hou Qing .
"Hou Qing, just concede . You're no match for him!" Many members of the Sky Water Yao Race secretly messaged Hou Qing, advising him to concede .
On the stage, Hou Qing lowered his head and conceded . Going any longer wouldn't let him defeat Zhao Feng, but it would add to his shame .
Swoosh! Swoosh!
With Hou Qing having conceded, the battle concluded, and both fighters left the stage .
Before the spectators could comment about this battle, various Quasi-Gods rushed down from the five mountains toward the stage . This included the yellow-skinned man who had won in the last round; he was anxious to have his match with Quasi-God Jin Zhen .
Alas, an extraordinarily slender woman was the first to the stage . The one she chose to fight was also a woman .
"Given how strong that golden-haired brat was, your loss was not unjustified!" In the Sky Water Yao Race party, Quasi-God Lin Guang comforted Hou Qing .
Based on the strength Zhao Feng displayed, he had a chance of entering the Quasi-God Ranking .
As for Quasi-God Lin Guang, although he was ranked seventeenth, that was his ranking from last time . His strength had not remained immobile after all the time that had passed . For this reason, Lin Guang was confident that he could defeat Zhao Feng .
But how could a mighty prodigy of the Quasi-God Ranking challenge some nobody?
"How could this be…?" The Nether Ghost Race's Quasi-God Mo Gui was frozen to the spot, his face paralyzed in disbelief .
The Sky Water Yao Race's Hou Qing was no match for Zhao Feng . How was Zhao Feng this strong?
If Quasi-God Mo Gui had gone down there, he would have ended up even worse off than Hou Qing .
"This guy's strength…!" Quasi-God Zi Feng stared at Zhao Feng, the expression on his face constantly shifting .
He originally planned to have the Quasi-Gods of Violet Night Hall humiliate Zhao Feng to please Quasi-God Tian Xue . However, Zhao Feng was far too powerful – powerful enough to enter the Quasi-God Ranking . This also meant that only those on the Quasi-God Ranking would be able to pose any threat to Zhao Feng .
Next to him, a hint of surprise could also be seen in Quasi-God Tian Xue's limpid eyes .
Meanwhile, the True God experts of Yellow Dragon Pavilion were conversing with each other .
"That lad is incredibly gifted . If we can recruit him, we can resolve all our problems in one fell swoop!" A Quasi-God gave his opinion .
If they recruited Zhao Feng, Han Ning'er would lose her protector and would fall into Yellow Dragon Pavilion's hands . If she did not submit, only death awaited her . And with Zhao Feng's talent, becoming an Ancient God in the future was no problem at all .
"Difficult!" True God Zhongtu spat out, a glum look on his face .
Back then, Zhao Feng had accepted a request from a True God of Spirit Grass Gate and taken Han Ning'er away right in front of True God Zhongtu . Thus, True God Zhongtu believed that recruiting Zhao Feng was essentially impossible .
"If that's the case, just kill them both!" an elder said with a cold and sinister expression .
If the situation did not call for it, Yellow Dragon Pavilion was truly unwilling to offend a genius like Zhao Feng .
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng returned to the Sky Haze Race group, where the surrounding experts immediately went up to congratulate him . After all, the potential Zhao Feng had shown was enough to prove that he could become an Ancient God in the future .
In the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, Ancient God was one of the highest levels one could reach, a hegemon that could influence an entire region .
"Brother Zhao, with your strength, if you take part in the Gulong Zone Quasi-God Ranking Competition, you can definitely get into the top twenty!" Quasi-God Jian Feng was somewhat envious of Zhao Feng .
Jian Feng was strong, but he still needed to get quite a bit stronger to enter the ranking .
The prodigy from the Sky Haze Race and the blue-haired old woman also treated Zhao Feng more warmly .
"No way! The prodigies on the top twenty of the Quasi-God Ranking are all extremely talented . They can't be underestimated," Zhao Feng humbly said .
On the side, Han Ning'er couldn't help but smile at Zhao Feng's humility . She had already witnessed Zhao Feng's true strength; he was capable of easily slaying a Rank Three True God . This meant that, if Zhao Feng participated in the Quasi-God Ranking Competition, he would get into the top ten, or perhaps even higher!
"Young Master Zhao, the people of Yellow Dragon Pavilion are on the western mountain . What you said is correct; my senior brother truly has betrayed Spirit Grass Gate!" Han Ning'er guiltily messaged Zhao Feng .
After all, she was the cause of this problem . If she had not gone to speak with her senior brother, the people from Yellow Dragon Pavilion would not have been called over .
"Let's not talk about that right now . Just listen to me from now on, and no matter what I say, don't question my decisions!" Zhao Feng's calm and steady voice rang out in Han Ning'er's mind .
"Mm!" The sight of Zhao Feng's calm and unalarmed face inexplicably made Han Ning'er calm down .
Next to her, Han Ning'er's senior brother looked at Zhao Feng with respect, little knowing that his identity had already been exposed .
Bzzzz!
Zhao Feng moved his focus down below the fighting stage .
"We're working together now, but you're too strong . How can I trust you?" Zhao Feng messaged the black-skinned man .
"We can only make a verbal promise for now . I'm breaking the array at the moment and can't leave, and you obviously can't come down . " The black-skinned man's voice was tinged with helplessness .
Although he had agreed to work with Zhao Feng, the current situation meant that their agreement was purely verbal .
The black-skinned man inwardly snickered . Verbal agreements naturally had no restrictions, but what could Zhao Feng do about it? Zhao Feng was just a measly Quasi-God . If he dared to come alone, he would just be obliterated .
"You can heavily injure yourself and reduce your fighting power . " Zhao Feng's steady voice suddenly echoed in the black-skinned man's mind .
The smile on the black-skinned man's face instantly froze .
This brat can even think of a lowly method like this!? The black-skinned man mentally cursed .
If he did not agree, he would be indicating that he never intended to cooperate with Zhao Feng in the first place . Thus, Zhao Feng would just continue to use Five Elements Intent to weaken the seal .
"I can't control the time the array will break . If the array isn't broken by the end of the martial gathering, I'll heavily injure myself… . " The black-skinned man was no fool . If he heavily injured himself and the array broke while the martial gathering was still ongoing, he would have signed his own death sentence!
"Okay . "
The two finally reached an agreement .
The black-skinned man was a Rank Five True God . If the array had not been broken by the time the martial gathering was about to end, the black-skinned man needed to injure himself so that he could only use forty percent of his peak strength .
Of course, no one except the black-skinned man could determine how severe the wound would actually be . However, as long as the black-skinned man had an injury, Zhao Feng was confident in handling him, or at least not being threatened by him .
"Tell me, what's inside there?" Zhao Feng asked .
"It should be a place the Five Elements God Lord once used for secluded cultivation," the black-skinned man explained .
"The Five Elements God Lord!?" Zhao Feng was astonished .
Above Ancient Gods were God Lords . God Lords were those who stood at the apex of the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, and they were extremely elusive characters . The symbol of a five-star faction was that they had a God Lord presiding over them .
Of course, Zhao Feng did not completely believe these words .
After making his agreement with the black-skinned man, Zhao Feng began to observe the martial gathering .
Boom! Bang! Crash!
On the stage, the battle had just come to an end . The woman who had reached the stage ahead of the others barely managed to overcome her opponent .
The Gulong Martial Gathering continued .
After his last fight, no one dared to challenge Zhao Feng anymore . After all, Zhao Feng had shown a strength comparable to the top twenty of the Quasi-God Ranking .
Zhao Feng was staring at Quasi-God Mo Gui, a faint smile on his lips .
"Damn, this brat…!" Quasi-God Mo Gui inwardly fumed, but there was nothing he could do .
At the time, he had challenged Zhao Feng and claimed that Zhao Feng would not dare to step onto the stage . But now, he was the one who did not dare!
Quasi-God Mo Gui knew that he was no match for Zhao Feng . The only thing he would get by stepping onto the stage was a thorough humiliation via the hands of Zhao Feng .
Quasi-God Di Lin similarly did not dare to step onto the stage . Previously, when Quasi-God Di Lin was traveling by teleportation array, he ran into Zhao Feng . At that time, he and the other members of his race had pursued Zhao Feng, but they were eventually forced to give up the chase . Even without this matter though, Di Lin and Zhao Feng still had their conflict from the Wild Ancient Secret Dimension .
Thus, Quasi-God Di Lin did not dare to step onto the stage .
Boom! Bang!
A mighty boom came from the stage . The yellow-skinned man finally managed to get back onto the stage .
Quasi-God Jin Zhen showed no hesitation and immediately flew down .
"I will let you witness the power of a Quasi-God Ranking prodigy!" Quasi-God Jin Zhen proudly declared .
"Haha, enough talk! Let's fight!" As the yellow-skinned man laughed, his energy began to rise .
"This is going to be good!"
"I wonder if the mutant bloodline of the Submerged Dragon Sect can defeat Quasi-God Jin Zhen!"
Once more, the spectating Quasi-Gods and True Gods felt their enthusiasm rekindled .
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