Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

Did something happen to Feng Yu?

All kinds of thoughts appeared in Hunshan's mind, making him restless and extremely anxious.

"I say, how long do we have to wait? We have waited for so long. Can't the Tianying ranking competition be held without Feng Yu?"

On the Overlord's throne, a genius spoke to Hu Lie with an impatient look.

"Wait a little longer. If he doesn't show up, I will disqualify him from the competition."

Hu Lie also frowned and issued a final ultimatum. If Feng Yu did not come after a quarter of an hour, he would be disqualified from the competition.

He had delayed for Feng Yu for a long time. Otherwise, with his temper, if someone was late, he would directly disqualify them.

Gradually, many people became anxiously waiting for Feng Yu's arrival, including Feng Wuji.

If Feng Yu was not here, I believe there would be a lot less interesting things today, which is something that no one would be able to tolerate.

For this man who is good at working miracles, both enemies and friends need him to motivate themselves.

Time slipped through my fingers, and soon, a quarter of an hour was up.

Seeing that Feng Yu had not appeared yet, Hu Lie sighed slightly and waved his hand, saying, "I declare that since Feng Yu will be absent from today's qualifying match, his place will be taken..."

"and many more."

Just as Hu Lie was about to say the last word, a voice came from afar.

Everyone looked into the distance and saw Feng Yu performing the Swimming Dragon Step and hurried to the arena, panting from exhaustion.

At the critical moment, he finally arrived and did not lose the qualification for the competition.

"where did you go?"

Hu Lie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Yu coming, then frowned and asked.

"I went to appreciate nature last night. As I was appreciating it, I forgot about time. Please don't blame me."

Feng Yu smiled and made up an excuse to get away with it.

As for what it meant to appreciate nature, everyone present knew it well and no one exposed it.

When they saw Feng Yu coming back, Hun Shan and Feng Bailing finally felt relieved.

"Humph, you made us wait for so long, can you just find an excuse to get away with it?"

At this moment, a malicious voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a short-haired young man in a black robe and with a stern face slowly approaching and standing in front of Feng Yu with a provocative look in his eyes.

"It's Feng Zhengqi. Why is he arguing with Feng Yu? Did Feng Yu offend him in any way?"

"I don't know. As far as I know, Feng Yu has never had any contact with him, let alone any grudges. This is really strange."

The audience around was whispering, and Feng Yu heard everything they said.

Feng Zhengqi is the fifth prince of the royal Feng family. His cultivation has reached the astonishing eighth level of the Spiritual Surge Realm. He is not the strongest among all the princes, but he is the most dangerous one.

Moreover, Feng Zhengqi is extremely peculiar. He has never pursued power since he was a child, but he loves the treasures of the world very much and has a strong collecting habit.

He is extremely selfish and sinister. When he sees something that interests him, he wants to possess it for himself, no matter what means he uses.

"Oh? Feng Zhengqi, what do you want to do?"

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and his eyes gradually turned cold. This kid obviously came with bad intentions, so he would not respond to him in a good tone.

"For the first battle of the day, I want to duel with you."

Feng Zhengqi pointed at Feng Yu, then quickly leaned over to Feng Yu's ear and said, "If you lose, the inheritance of Jin Yuan Jian Zun will belong to me."

As everyone stared in amazement, Feng Yu's pupils shrank and he looked towards the seventeen sect leaders.

The seventeen sect leaders also looked at Feng Yu, their eyes filled with murderous intent and a hint of pride.

"I see. Since the genius of your own sect can't deal with me, you're working with Feng Zhengqi to seize my inheritance?"

With a sneer in his heart, Feng Yu looked down upon the seventeen major sects more and more.

Turning his gaze back to Feng Zhengqi, Feng Yu showed a cruel smile: "Okay, as long as the two marshals agree."

Feng Zhengqi has an extreme personality and is no different from the seventeen major sects. Feng Yu doesn't mind making sure he never has any covetous thoughts about him.

"Okay, I promise you."

Looking at the two people who were at loggerheads, Hu Lie sighed and said, "Since both of you agree, I naturally agree too."

This is a win-win situation for everyone. For the participating talents, it means two less tough opponents, and for the audience, it is another battle between dragons and tigers that can satisfy their appetite.

Next, after the drawing ceremony was completed, Feng Yu and Feng Zhengqi stepped into the arena at the same time under the gaze of everyone.

"Hey, how about we make a bet?"

After stepping onto the arena, Feng Zhengqi licked his lips and said.

Feng Yu asked: "What do you want to bet on?"

"If you lose, you must acknowledge me as your master. If I lose, I agree to be at your service. How about that?"

Feng Zhengqi's words were full of confidence, and he never thought that he would lose.

"Do not."

Feng Yu shook his head, then pointed at Feng Zhengqi's heart: "If you lose, I want your life."

Wow.

After these words were spoken, everyone at the scene was stunned by Feng Yu again.

What is Feng Yu doing again? This is the prince. Will Feng Yu not even let the prince go?

"You want my life?"

Feng Zhengqi was obviously confused by Feng Yu's words, and then he burst into laughter.

"This prince wanted to spare your life, but unfortunately you don't value your life, so I will accept it."

The two looked at each other closely and made a vow at the same time.

"I, Feng Yu (Feng Zhengqi), swear here that I will bear all the consequences of what happens in the competition arena. No one, regardless of life or death, can intervene and take revenge."

"If you violate this rule, your cultivation will never improve an inch for the rest of your life."

The two finished talking.

Two strong murderous auras gathered in the arena.

Everyone was holding their breath, the feud between the two developed so quickly that some people couldn't react.

The next moment, both of them moved.

I saw a purple light and a golden light shooting out and colliding with each other, causing a loud noise.

For a moment, the entire arena was filled with purple lightning and golden sword beams, constantly stimulating everyone's eyes.

When the two rays of light faded away, everyone saw that the swords in the hands of the two men had collided with each other, and there was a stalemate.

Feng Yu's clothes were burnt by the purple lightning, making him look miserable.

Feng Zhengqi was even worse off. His short hair was combed straight by the purple lightning power in his hand, and there were several sword marks on his clothes.

In just five seconds of collision, the two exchanged more than ten moves.

The speed of the two shocked everyone present. It was definitely the most intense battle so far.