Fei Changyun's tall, lean figure stood upon the battle platform. His gaze swept toward the True Saint Tablet, examining the eight hundred names. After a short while, he called out loudly, "Zhou Sheng!"
As Fei Changyun's voice fell, the name "Zhou Sheng" on the True Saint Tablet likewise erupted with azure light.
Not far away, a young man in purple robes immediately wore a bitter expression upon hearing this. Though he too was a genius on the True Saint Ranking, he knew full well that there was likely no small gap between himself and Fei Changyun.
Then, the purple-robed young man's body flew uncontrollably onto the platform.
When challenged, one could not refuse and could only fight.
No one was particularly surprised that Fei Changyun had challenged Zhou Sheng. Those who had come to undergo the trial all sought to leave their names upon the True Saint Tablet and obtain True Saint Qi, so naturally, they would not challenge overly powerful opponents.
However, as the battles continued, the weak would gradually be eliminated. After one or two rounds, there would be no weaklings left, only clashes between the strong.
Of course, Zhou Sheng was not weak. Being ranked two hundredth on the True Saint Ranking was enough to show his formidable strength. He was merely one of the weaker opponents when compared to Fei Changyun.
Upon the enormous azure platform, Fei Changyun and Zhou Sheng locked gazes, their battle intent surging.
Though Zhou Sheng was not confident of victory, he would still fight with all his strength and would not retreat in the slightest.
Whoosh!
Fei Changyun did not waste time. With a flap of the wings on his back, he shot forward in an instant, like a streak of light tearing across the heavens, his speed unimaginably swift.
"What?"