The aftermath of the first round of Preliminary Tournament has not yet dissipated, and the rest area of the Capital Academy has become the corner that attracts the most attention in the entire arena.
Contestants passing by either walked around or pretended to tie their shoes and took a sneak peek.
A few brave ones stood directly at the entrance of the passage and poked their heads in.
Lin Feng is completely invisible.
He leaned on the hard bench, half-closed his eyes, and breathed long and evenly.
Qin Lie squatted nearby, looking back from time to time to glare at those who were peeking.
"What are you looking at?"
Those people retracted their necks.
Ye Zhiqiu grabbed his uninjured hand and said, "Stop it."
Lin Feng's attention is not in the rest area at all.
Sixty percent of his Psychic Power is locked to Iron Rhinoceros.
Ten kilometers away, deep in C19 Rift, Iron Rhinoceros was pushing toward the fifth floor with joy.
This Rift has been refreshed for one round, and the density of Exotic Beast is full.
Iron Rhinoceros's horn penetrated the chest of a Iron-Spined Earth Dragon, shook its head and threw the body away, turned around and crushed two Dark Gold Beetle next to it.
[Control Exotic Beast to kill C-Rank Exotic Beast: Iron-Spined Earth Dragon×1, get Martial Path Points×200]
[Control Exotic Beast to kill C-Rank Exotic Beast: Dark Gold Beetle×2, get Martial Path Points×400]
[Control Exotic Beast to kill C-Rank Exotic Beast: Iron-Backed Dragon Turtle×4, get Martial Path Points×800]
The beep sounds continuously.
Iron Rhinoceros is an invincible existence in C-Rank Rift.
Martial King crushes C-Rank Exotic Beast in one step without even using all your strength, stepping on it wherever it goes.
Lin Feng planned an optimal route for it: fight from the fifth floor to the end, turn around and go back to the first floor, and kill again.
The cycle goes back and forth.
Unlimited hang up.
Martial Path Points is going up.
[Current Martial Path Points:186400]
One hundred and eighty-six thousand.
Iron Rhinoceros crushed another nest of Poison Mist Giant Spider.
[Control Exotic Beast to kill C-Rank Exotic Beast: Poison Mist Giant Spider×5, get Martial Path Points×1000]
Another twenty minutes passed.
Climb up from 190,000.
[Current Martial Path Points:203600]
Two hundred thousand exceeded.
Lin Feng's fingers tapped lightly on his thigh twice.
Enough.
"Add more."
[Consumption Martial Path Points×100000]
[Realm improvement: Martial Ancestor perfect → Martial King a section!]
The heat exploded from the depths of Dantian.
But this time is completely different from before.
The leap from Martial Ancestor to Martial King is the threshold of the second great realm.
The qi and blood in the Dantian are no longer simply concentrated, but have undergone a qualitative change.
The liquid qi and blood began to condense into a crystal-like core, and every trace of qi and blood became extremely pure.
The bones are humming and the meridians are expanding.
The three sets of exercises Heavenly Gale Body-Forging Art, Indestructible Golden Body Art, and Myriad Phenomena Unification Art were running at full strength at the same time, swallowing up all the side effects of the breakthrough.
Lin Feng was leaning on the hard bench, seemingly not moving at all.
<Indestructible Golden Body Art>The covering effect of the physical body after consummation is too strong.
The fluctuations of the breath are compressed within one millimeter of the body surface, and outsiders cannot detect it at all.
The only change was that a very brief golden streak flashed on the surface of his skin, which disappeared after half a second.
Su Wan'er is sitting three steps away from him.
She sensed something strange with her mental power and turned her head to look over.
Saw nothing.
She frowned and looked away.
Lin Feng When the heat flow completely subsided, he slowly clenched his fist.
There was no sound, no gravel flying, nothing.
But he knows it himself.
Martial King section.
Arrived.
[Remaining Martial Path Points:103600]
The remaining points haven't been added yet, and the name of the next opponent has already been announced.
He opened half of his eyes and glanced at the schedule on the big screen.
Capital Martial Arts Academy VS Beiling Martial Arts Academy.
"It's time to work." Lin Feng stretched.
Qin Lie jumped up from the ground. "I'll go first!"
"Wait."
Lin Feng's Psychic Power captured the movement in the rest area of the Beiling Martial Academy opposite.
Three people were talking together.
"... That Psychic Master will use Flying Daggers for a sneak attack. If you face it head-on, it will definitely be useless."
"Yes, as long as you don't give him any distance and stick to him, he'll be finished."
"Don't worry, it's up to us."
The one who led the conversation, Martial King, was holding a Mountain-Splitting Blade in his hand. His voice was neither too low nor too high, just enough to reach Capital Academy.
On purpose.
Qin Lie heard this and his face turned dark on the spot. "These grandsons!"
Lin Feng patted his shoulder.
"Sit down."
"But..."
"I said sit down."
Qin Lie's butt fell back on the bench.
Lin Feng stood up and walked towards Arena Stage.
Mo Changfeng chased after two steps. "Second Lieutenant Lin, are you going alone?"
"There are three people in a team fight, and I am one, that's enough."
"But the rules say three against three."
"The rules say that each team has three players." Lin Feng didn't look back, "It didn't say that one person can't play three."
The passage was quiet.
The host on the commentary desk reacted. "Wait a minute! Capital Academy only sent one person to the field this time? Lin Feng players are going to fight one against three?"
Discussions broke out in the stands.
"Are you crazy?"
"I won the last game with Flying Daggers. I won't do it again this time..."
"No, he didn't bring Flying Daggers."
"He only brought a sword?"
Lin Feng steps on Arena Stage.
Fang of Calamity was carried behind the back and not pulled out.
He stood in the center of Arena Stage, stretched out his right hand towards the three people opposite, and hooked his fingers.
"Come on, you don't need Flying Daggers, you don't need telekinesis, you don't even need to pull out the knife."
"Just use your fists to deal with you three."
There was an uproar in the stands.
Now everyone on the field still thinks that Lin Feng is Martial Ancestor. How dare you challenge three Martial King with your bare hands?
The commentator's voice cracked. "What does Lin Feng player mean? He wants to fight three armed players with bare hands?"
The three people from the Beiling Martial Academy stood up at the same time, and the leader Martial King held Mountain-Splitting Blade tightly.
His temples jumped twice.
A Psychic Master in the Martial Ancestor realm, without telekinesis or weapons, picks out three Martial King with bare hands?
"You are looking for death!"
The referee raised his hand. "The game begins!"
The three formed a formation and broke out at the same time.