Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

"Wang Qian was defeated?" At that moment, the disciples who were watching the excitement finally realized that Wang Qian had actually lost.

"How did that guy dodge Wang Qian's attack?"

"How could Wang Qian be defeated?"

"With Wang Qian's cultivation so strong, how could he possibly faint after just one hit?" Many people were full of doubts.

They even felt that Wang Qian's loss was somewhat inexplicable.

These disciples simply did not comprehend the impressiveness of Tian Zhongdao's three body skills "Soaring", "Moon Step", and "Leg Kill".

But the elders saw it.

"I remember that young fellow is called Tian Zhongdao, right? He has the Knife Martial Soul, his talent is too poor," Elder Ning Shengtian from Asking Immortal Peak shook his head slightly.

"However, the set of body skills he has cultivated is really not simple," Gong ZiMing, elder of Four Extremes Peak, said.

Elder Zhou Pengkun of Cutting Dao Peak disdainfully said, "Body skills are just minor tricks after all."

The elders all nodded slightly, feeling that at their level of cultivation, they indeed looked down on body skills.

...

"Disciple Tian Zhongdao from Heavenly Repair Peak wins!" the voice of Grand Elder Zhaang Quan rang out.

"Junior Brother Tian is powerful!" Many disciples from Heavenly Repair Peak excitedly shouted.

Tian Zhongdao chuckled and then jumped down from the stage.

"This kid indeed has some ability, I had really underestimated him," Yuzi Zige, who had a grudge with Tian Zhongdao, stared at Tian Zhongdao with his cold eyes.

...

"Old Tian, impressive!" Lin Feng gave a thumbs up.

Tian Zhongdao scratched his head and said, "It was just, just luck, when compared, compared to you, Fengzi, I'm far, far behind."

"Now you've even learned to be modest," Lin Feng said, chucking Tian Zhongdao in the chest.

Elder Qiao Yunqiu was full of joy, she had not expected Tian Zhongdao to bring her such a great surprise, Elder Qiao Yunqiu said, "The next matches will only get more difficult, you must not be careless."

"Yes, disciple understands!" Lin Feng and Tian Zhongdao quickly replied.

The competition progressively deepened.

What surprised everyone the most was the performance of Lin Feng and Tian Zhongdao; the two of them were simply too steady, virtually sweeping their opponents aside.

"What luck has Heavenly Repair Peak struck this year? To recruit two such formidable fellows."

"Look at the faces of the elders from the other peaks, they're almost turning green."

"Who wouldn't be frustrated to miss out on such talents?"

"That Lin Feng has been fighting with his fists for six rounds, and Tian Zhongdao has also continuously used body skills to defeat one opponent after another. Whether they are geniuses, we cannot yet conclude; after all, neither of them has displayed other abilities."

"That's right, having a strong physique and body skills does not mean they have great talent; if their talent is average, they are doomed to not go far in cultivation."

Many disciples discussed among themselves.

But Lin Feng and Tian Zhongdao time and time again shocked their spirits. Lin Feng had fought his way into the top twelve with his iron fists.

And Tian Zhongdao, using his body skills, had also made it into the top twelve.

Apart from Asking Immortal Peak, which had two spots in the top twelve, only Heavenly Repair Peak had two spots in the top twelve.

When the results came out, almost everyone couldn't believe it was true.

In previous years, during the competition for new entry-level disciples, the disciples of Heavenly Repair Peak could not even talk about the top twelve.

They couldn't even get past the first round, but this year, there were two who made it into the top twelve.

It was quite unimaginable!

The disciples of Heavenly Repair Peak got excited, their faces flushed with emotion.

Elder Qiao Yunqiu was also full of joy.

Different from the dispirited, despondent, and sorrowful years past.

This year, Elder Qiao Yunqiu was delighted.

Elder Qiao Yunqiu even forgot how many years it had been since she felt so elated as she did this year.

...

"All twelve who have made it to the top twelve, come to the stage to draw lots for the duel; the winners will enter the top six!"

...

Grand Elder Zhaang Quan's voice was heard.

Next, the top twelve stepped onto the stage.

The top twelve were Li Mengjie and Zhang Lei of Asking Immortal Peak.

Yang Jian of Cutting Dao Peak.

Sikong Mo of Five Elements Peak.

Yuzi Zige of Mist City Peak.

Shui Wentao of Four Extremes Peak.

Shui Wenjie of Supreme Yang Peak.

Gu Xiao of Divine Soul Peak.

Wu Ke of Divine Sword Peak.

Zu Zhenghao of Xuyu Peak.

Lin Feng and Tian Zhongdao of Heavenly Repair Peak.

...

"Kid, pray you don't encounter me." Sikong Mo laughed coldly while looking at Lin Feng.

"Oh? You think you're very strong?" Lin Feng calmly looked at Sikong Mo.

"When the time comes, you'll know the gap between you and me," Sikong Mo said with an icy expression, full of arrogance.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to it!"

Many spectators were excited as they watched Lin Feng and Sikong Mo facing off against each other on the arena.

If these two truly went head-to-head, it would surely be a spectacular fight.

To test whether Lin Feng was a real genius, one would have to see how many moves he could withstand against top genius Sikong Mo.

Soon, the draw results came out.

Lin Feng versus Sikong Mo.

Li Mengjie versus Shui Wentao.

Zu Zhenghao versus Wu Ke.

Zhang Lei versus Yang Jian.

Shui Wenjie versus Gu Xiao.

Tian Zhongdao versus Yvi Zige.

...

"Haha, what a good draw." Yvi Zige laughed sinisterly, his gaze full of scorn as he looked at Tian Zhongdao.

Tian Zhongdao frowned slightly but didn't say anything.

Sikong Mo's gaze toward Lin Feng revealed a hint of schadenfreude, "It seems your luck isn't so great after all."

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Sikong Mo and walked toward the center of the arena.

Because the first round of the duel was him against Sikong Mo.

"Now, the first round of the duel will be between Lin Feng and Sikong Mo, the others may step down and prepare," Grand Elder Zhaang Quan said.

"Yes."

The other ten participants stepped down from the arena and also turned their gaze toward Lin Feng and Sikong Mo, wanting to observe their future potential opponents.

Similarly, the elders from the various peaks focused their attention on Lin Feng and Sikong Mo.

They wanted to see whether Lin Feng really had talent or if it was just his physical strength that was extraordinary.

If it was just his physical strength that was extraordinary, then he wouldn't go far in the future.

Elder Qiao Yunqiu also watched the arena nervously, even more tense than during her own first participation in the junior competition.

How much she hoped Lin Feng would continue to create miracles.

However, facing a genius like Sikong Mo and hoping to continue winning was as difficult as ascending to heaven, and Elder Qiao Yunqiu was very clear about this.

"The Martial Soul of the Three Thousand Ruishui, I really want to experience how formidable your Martial Soul is."

Lin Feng looked toward Sikong Mo.

Sikong Mo's lips curled with a disdainful expression as he looked at Lin Feng, "Who do you think you are? Deserving of my unleashing the Martial Soul of the Three Thousand Ruishui?"

"Boom..."

As his voice fell, Sikong Mo sprang out toward Lin Feng.

Swoosh.

Sikong Mo split into seven.

Seven Sikong Mos charged at Lin Feng.

"My god, what kind of technique is this?"

"Which one is the real Sikong Mo?"

"Sikong Mo is too powerful, isn't he?"

"Lin Feng is doomed for sure; maybe he can't even handle a single move?"

Seeing Sikong Mo divide into seven, many people were incredibly shocked and began yelling.

And Elder Qiao Yunqiu's face turned pale.

Seeing Sikong Mo's powerful secret technique, she knew that her little hope was probably going to be crushed.

How could Lin Feng possibly be an opponent for Sikong Mo?

...

"It's over!"

The seven avatars of Sikong Mo, with cold voices, all attacked Lin Feng, bringing forth terrifying Fist Skills and bombarding him fiercely.

It was almost impossible to tell which was the real one.

Even the elders from the Asking Immortal Peak, Cutting Dao Peak, and other peaks gasped in shock.

Clearly, the secret technique employed by Sikong Mo surprised and moved them.

The seven avatars of Sikong Mo instantly reached Lin Feng and bombarded him with their attacks; everyone knew everything was about to end.

Even though the duel had only just begun.

Boom...

But at that moment, Lin Feng moved.

From inside Lin Feng, an incredibly terrifying aura burst forth.

The aura, like a Divine Sword piercing through the air.

As if it had coalesced into something tangible.

"Aura."

This was the "aura" condensed by Lin Feng.

When that powerful aura spread out.

All seven Sikong Mos were enveloped within it.

Bang bang bang...

Then, one after another, the Sikong Mos exploded.

Only the original was left, staring at Lin Feng in horror.

"Sikong Mo, what do you think you are, daring to be so arrogant in front of me?"

A cold shout suddenly resounded as Lin Feng stepped forward, carrying an endless Combat Power like who was toting the weight of a hundred thousand Starry Skies.

That powerful aura bombarded Sikong Mo.

Bang.

Sikong Mo felt as if his body had been struck by an Ancient Giant Mountain.

Wow.

The next moment, Sikong Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward.

He fell onto the arena with a splash, motionless, having been severely injured by the aura emitted by Lin Feng.