Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Tiger roar, soldiers cry!    

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the giant tiger tore apart the Combat Weapon, and the Battle Spear pierced through the tiger's body.    

"Bang!"    

A bright flash, a sharp light, and a murderous aura shook the sky. A wild and tyrannical power spread out from the place where the Giant Tiger Combat Weapon came into contact with it.    

Ripples that caused one's heart to palpitate spread out, and a terrifying wave of air forced the people nearby to retreat in a hurry. Only a few people could stand still and face this wave of air. However, these few people could feel the power sweeping through their bodies. Their brows also lightly furrowed, and a fearful expression appeared on their faces.    

"How terrifying!"    

Ao Lingchen stood in front of Xia Jingxue, blocking her. Yuan Qi was surging on the surface of his strong body, pushing back the incoming Qi waves. His eyes were staring at the center of the martial stage. There was a shocking collision that he was looking forward to, and a murderous aura was soaring into the sky.    

"Both of them are as strong as Ye Gaoxiong!"    

No one knew when, but Suen Zhiming had already walked to Ao Lingchen's side. He stared at the two people on the stage and sighed with emotion. He had attached great importance to these two people on the stage. No matter which one of them won, they would be a formidable opponent in the end.    

"Su Ningxue is going to lose!"    

Looking at the two people on the stage, Ao Lingchen's eyes slightly narrowed, and he let out a long sigh.    

Almost at the same time as his voice faded, an ear-splitting clanging sound rang out on the martial stage. Under everyone's shocked gazes, one of the strings of the zither in Su Ningxue's hand suddenly couldn't withstand the heavy pressure and directly broke.    

The strings of the zither broke, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out from her mouth. Her beautiful face was ghastly pale, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood. She constantly gave people a delicate and pitiful feeling.    

"What a pity!"    

Suen Zhiming sighed slightly. If Chang Qin didn't have a problem, the two of them would have a fifty-fifty battle on the stage. However, when the strings were broken, her only hope would be shattered.    

The strings were cut off, and the soldiers were forced to charge forward, never to return. They vanished into thin air along the way, leaving the white tiger roaring fiercely into the sky.    

Su Ningxue bent her body weakly, her face pale. She looked at the guqin in front of her with resentment, then looked up at Murong Feng, who was roaring in the white tiger. With mixed feelings, she said, "You won!"    

Hearing this, Murong Feng let out a long sigh of relief. The pressure in front of him instantly disappeared. He transformed into the white tiger and waved it excitedly a few times before disappearing.    

With Murong Feng's character, if he were to fight with his opponent on the same stage as him, if he had the upper hand, even if the opponent admitted that he had won... He would still ruthlessly beat his opponent, but at this moment, he didn't have the slightest impulse to look at the weak Su Ningxue. This seemingly weak beauty in front of him had used her strength to conquer him.    

Of course, there was another reason. The woman in front of him seemed weak and powerless. However, he was clear that if he were to push her further, she would still be able to erupt with power that would cause him to be in a complete mess. This would consume a large amount of his Yuan Qi and affect his future performance. He would feel as if he had stolen a chicken and eaten a grain of rice.    

Murong Feng knew very well that it was very difficult for him to win this battle. His opponent was very strong. If it wasn't for the fact that his white tiger was even stronger... He was very likely to be the one who lost today. Since his opponent had admitted that he had won... Then he would let her go today. He would find time to teach her a lesson in the future.    

"A very interesting duel, don't you agree!"    

When Su Ningxue said the three words you won, Peng Yuansheng quickly walked onto the martial stage and smiled, looking very satisfied.    

The various techniques that erupted from the battle on the stage made his mood fluctuate. These two juniors were too strong. He even thought of himself as one of them, thinking about how he would face the attacks of these two people. In the end, he came to a conclusion that he would win, but he would be forced into a sorry state by them.    

When he thought of this, Peng Yuansheng's heart felt as if it had been hammered by a heavy hammer. What was his strength, and what was the strength of these two little fellows? They were already so strong. If they were given a few more years, they would be able to replace these old fellows.    

However, he was shocked by these two's cultivation and talent. Peng Yuansheng wasn't jealous at all. In his eyes, these two young men were like his descendants. The stronger they became, the happier he felt. After all, they were the children of the Tianwu Academy.    

"Wonderful!"    

"Huuu...!"    

On the martial stage, Peng Yuansheng was deep in thought. The audience was boiling with excitement. They had never seen the scene just now. That kind of fighting method had already exceeded their understanding of martial skills. It was also their first time knowing that they could actually fight like this. It was so shocking.    

"Wonderful. I also feel that this battle is exceptionally exciting. However, the outcome of this exciting battle has already been decided. Let us congratulate Murong Feng for advancing into the top three!"    

Peng Yuansheng glanced at the crowd below the stage, then shifted his attention to Murong Feng. In the past, he knew that this young master from the Imperial City wasn't simple. He had been hiding in the city for many years, and today, his means were truly astonishing.    

Below the stage, two people were cheering. On the stage, Murong Feng seemed to have ignored them. At this moment, he was staring at Ao Lingchen, who was in the crowd. This was his next target, a must-kill target.    

Feeling the gazes from the people on the stage, Ao Lingchen had a calm expression on his face. He naturally knew what Murong Feng was thinking in his heart. However... There was nothing wrong with that. He wanted to teach him a lesson, but he also wanted to teach him a lesson. Since everyone was dissatisfied with each other, then they would see each other on the stage!    

Suen Zhiming, who was standing beside Ao Lingchen, smiled, "It seems like your love rival has set his eyes on you. Does this count as a disaster?"    

"You are the source of trouble. You are the source of trouble." As soon as Suen Zhiming finished his teasing, Ao Lingchen did not answer. Xia Jingxue, who was standing next to him, stared at him angrily. She gritted her teeth, as if she would bite him if he said anything.    

Ao Lingchen smiled faintly. His eyes were still calm, and he had a relaxed expression on his face. "This guy has been picking on me many times. The small conflict between us has always been resolved. He doesn't like me, and I still want to beat him into a pig's head."    

"Haha, beating the people of Murong family into a pig's head. It's good just thinking about it." Upon hearing Ao Lingchen's pig's head theory, Suen Zhiming also laughed out loud. This was the White Tiger Ferocious Tiger that Murong Feng had just used. He had also recognized this guy's origin. Thinking about what Ao Lingchen had said, in his mind, he imagined how Murong Feng had returned to the Imperial City in the form of a pig-head. He didn't know if he would feel ashamed or not.    

The two people below the stage discussed without restraint. They did not care about Murong Feng's feelings at all. It made him clench his fists tightly, and the veins on his face bulged. He kept trembling, and there was a fire in his eyes that was about to burst out. He gritted his teeth and said in a gloomy tone, "Ao Lingchen, Suen Zhiming, you will regret it!"    

Murong Feng had never encountered such a situation where he was ignored and talked about. At this moment, the two people below the stage were so unscrupulous. They were teasing him in front of the crowd, and their words were full of disdain.    

"Alright, the top three have been selected. Now, everyone has an hour to rest. The top three rankings will begin in an hour. This is the key to everyone's prize and ranking. Fight for it, young man!"    

The friction between the stage and the stage naturally entered into Peng Yuansheng's eyes. He also immediately changed the topic.