At this time, still fighting are most who are dissatisfied with their ranking, intending to advance a few positions, but almost everyone is guaranteed a seat.

In the Martial Arts Arena, one hundred seats, except for the first, second, and fourth, the rest are almost occupied.

Seventeen thousand people, one hundred seats.

Those still standing in the arena at this moment are one-in-a-hundred talents.

Since everyone is guaranteed a seat, if there are no grudges, there is naturally no need to strike hard. The victors will stop at a point, easily not eliminating the opponent.

The throne challenge is of self-evident importance to freshmen.

Lin Feng has the strength to compete for the top ten seats. From start to finish, he hasn't actively attacked them; if eliminated, the grudge is fully settled.

In the Light Curtain.

Lin Feng is surrounded by flames, the air begins to distort in the scorching high temperature.

Facing all this, Lin Feng remains calm, though Martial Artists can embody Spiritual Power, due to lack of Spiritual Power inside, can only embody a part. Lin Feng chooses to protect his head, under the cover of glowing white Spiritual Power, Lin Feng's dark deep eyes are unwavering, but many notice his corners of clothing slightly bending, blackened, due to high temperature. Just as the instructor was about to step in to rescue, a purple arc of light suddenly appeared, manifesting out of thin air at Lin Feng's feet in the fiery red world.

Swoosh...

The purple arc flashed by, the next moment, Lin Feng breaks through the flames and fire whirlwind, as if he appeared before Yang Rui by Instant Teleportation, face to face, less than a meter apart.

"Whoa..."

"What happened?"

"Was some kind of Spiritual Artifact used?"

"Cheating, it's cheating!!!"

The audience couldn't believe their eyes, after the shock, there was an uproar.

Just now, just when everyone thought Lin Feng couldn't escape and was doomed to fail, Lin Feng broke through the barrier, appearing out of thin air before Yang Rui, how could it not be shocking?

No wonder someone shouted cheating.

Because except for cheating, this is almost impossible.

"You....." Yang Rui's eyes were terrified, as if seeing a ghost, but he quickly reacted, swinging the claws in his hand towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression was indifferent, his dagger tilted downward, reflecting a dazzling light into Yang Rui's eyes.

"Not good!"

Stimulated by the light, Yang Rui suddenly closed his eyes, feeling something wrong in his heart, he suddenly kicked the ground with his heel, his body retreated, trying to escape, but Lin Feng's body leaned forward, following closely, his dagger wrapped in glimmer swiftly slashed across.

Sssss.....

With a spray of blood, everyone fell silent.

At this moment, Yang Rui tightly grabbed his neck, his clawed beast-hand trembling after Demon Transformation, he looked at Lin Feng, despair and fear in his eyes, blood slowly dripped from his fingertips, winding on the ground.

From Lin Feng breaking the barrier to appearing in front of Yang Rui, it was almost the blink of an eye, not even two or three seconds. Everyone had not truly reacted, Yang Rui was already eliminated.

A sword seals the throat!

Shockingly fast.

"Is your surname Yang?"

Lin Feng glanced at Yang Rui and asked calmly.

Without waiting for an answer, Lin Feng rushed towards Yi Xiangyang, who was ready to escape not far away, sensing bad situation.

"Ugh...."

Yang Rui tightly covered his neck, besides the pain, the feeling of being infinitely close to death made his body tremble slightly. He knew there is a Therapist, he wouldn't die, but at this moment, at such a close distance, facing those eyes, Yang Rui felt chilly in his heart.

Those eyes, cold, seemingly devoid of emotion.

From the perspective of the other, he was not a peer but a prey.

Yang Rui's body trembled, at this moment, he regretted!

Regretted provoking Lin Feng!

Soon, just as Yang Rui was teetering, about to fall to the ground, a middle-aged man appeared. He was not in a hurry to treat Yang Rui, instead studying Lin Feng's back with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Thunder, is it?"

The middle-aged man's gaze lingered at Lin Feng's feet, mumbling to himself, for a while, under Yang Rui's angry and helpless gaze, he finally came to his senses.

"What are you looking at?"

The middle-aged man frowned and asked.

Yang Rui had a gloomy face, thinking I'm almost dead, aren't you going to hurry and treat me, yet asking what I'm looking at?

Moreover, am I in any condition to answer now?

Yang Rui was angry inside, but his life was in the man's hands, so he dared not show it.

"If you lack strength, don't provoke, even if you provoke, don't be indiscriminate in choosing targets, you're an idiot."

The middle-aged man continued, Yang Rui dared not speak, feeling unable to stand, frustrated, he could only-close his eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

Heh!

The middle-aged man sneered coldly, then slowly extended his right hand, palm open, fast-blooming dark red flowers, red liquid flowed out, emitting an exotic fragrance, covering Yang Rui's bloody wound.....

"You're out."

The middle-aged man said to Yang Rui, who was pale from massive blood loss, exhausted and weak. He took one last look at Lin Feng, walking out of the Barrier, somewhat dejected.

"So strong!"

Amid cheers and skepticism, Lin Feng had already caught up with Yi Xiangyang, taking less than five seconds.

"We don't...." Yi Xiangyang's eyes flashed panic, just about to speak, but Lin Feng didn't give him a chance, a silver-white dagger glinted with chill aimed at his throat.

Tilting his head to dodge, Yi Xiangyang retreated rapidly, at this moment the spikes on his body were almost all fired except for those on his back, how could he be Lin Feng's match?

He looked up at the sky, heaved a sigh of relief, as Deng Chen had turned back, wings flapping, diving quickly, soon able to rescue him, just needing to hold out for a few seconds to be safe.

But he hadn't expected, just these brief seconds, the battle's end was declared.

Sharp-eyed people noticed faint purple arcs skimming the surface of Lin Feng's body, the next moment, Lin Feng seemed to enter a Frenzy, dagger swung rapidly, paired with elbows and knees, attacking like Thunder, in this storm-like attack, Yi Xiangyang's face changed dramatically, barely blocking for two or three seconds, blood splattered, a silver-white dagger pierced into his left chest.

Just then, Deng Chen arrived late.

"You...."

Watching Lin Feng step on Yi Xiangyang's chest, slowly pulling out the dagger, Deng Chen's face was exceptionally ugly.

He calculated thoroughly, spent over half a month establishing his reputation among freshmen and expended huge costs to assemble a team of over thirty people, aiming to claim the First Throne.

He had already reached this point, about to succeed, but simply due to Yang Rui's provocation, all previous efforts went to waste.

Losing two teammates' support rendered him unqualified to compete for the First Throne.

Not only the First Throne, but he had lost the chance for the top three positions.

"Can someone tell me what happened? " In less than ten seconds, the battlefield changed dramatically.

Most of the audience still didn't understand what had happened?

How did Lin Feng suddenly break the barrier, and appear before Yang Rui out of thin air?

All the shock and skepticism remained until the Light Curtain slow-motion replay, only did everyone understand, it wasn't cheating.

Then the audience erupted in screams that shook everyone.

Lin Feng lifted his right hand slowly, relishing the cheer from the crowd.

At this moment, he seemed a bit wanton and bold.

At this moment, he expressly proved to everyone, even without the Refinement of Demon Spirit, he is still number one among the freshmen!

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