Mainland Martial Arts

Half an incense stick of time passed in a flash, and the situation on the martial arts stage gradually became clear. Lin Feng and the other six remained standing, not making any rash moves. Meanwhile, aside from Zhang Zhichen and the two warriors behind him, no one else approached them.

At this moment, only six people remained on the martial arts stage, including Lin Feng, Zhang Zhichen, and three others. Four masters from the four Xuan Cities in the east, south, west, and north, along with Ximen Zhixuan, Huang Tianyou, and Qin Lianglong from the six eastern main cities, totaling sixteen. Only six of them would advance to the finals. Lin Feng knew he had to bring these four peak-level first-grade warriors along with him to the finals. This was his goal and his responsibility.

The battle between Ximen Zhixuan and Huang Tianyou continued fiercely, seemingly oblivious to everything around them, completely absorbed in the joy of the fight. The remaining people stared at each other, their eyes filled with vigilance and deliberation, each considering how to attack and against whom.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena is becoming increasingly tense, and a more intense battle is about to break out...

The sunlight grew stronger, illuminating the martial arts arena with a dazzling glare. Lin Feng and the others stood there quietly, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.

Zhang Zhichen's mouth curled up slightly. He knew that Lin Feng was quite powerful. He was a third-grade warrior like him. They would eventually have a battle, but he didn't want to fight Lin Feng now. Because if he fought now, no matter whether he won or lost, he would always lose the chance to enter the top ten, which would be a pity.

"Lin Feng, your strength is not weak, but your companions are too weak. They are a burden to you." Zhang Zhichen said with regret.

Lin Feng said nonchalantly: "I'm sorry, but since they are willing to follow me, I must be responsible for them."

"In that case, we can only fight in advance." Zhang Zhichen said, and then stopped talking, just feeling very sorry.

Qin Lianglong watched this scene from the side, secretly calculating in his mind. He knew that there would be a fierce battle between Lin Feng and Zhang Zhichen, and all he had to do was sit back and watch the fight, waiting for the opportunity.

The battle between Ximen Zhixuan and Huang Tianyou was still difficult to decide. Every move they made was full of power and skill, leaving the people around them stunned.

"Huang Tianyou, you are indeed quite capable! However, you are destined not to defeat me today." Ximen Zhixuan shouted, waving the sword in his hand more fiercely.

"Hmph, Ximen Zhixuan, don't be so arrogant! Let's compete with each other today!" Huang Tianyou was not willing to be outdone, and danced the stick in his hand vigorously.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, Lin Feng stood in the center of the martial arts field, his eyes firm and persistent, holding a heavy knife tightly in his hand.

This knife, a Lin family heirloom, was incredibly sharp, yet incredibly heavy. Lin Feng knew that if he fought Zhang Zhichen with this knife, he would struggle to unleash his full potential, and his chances of victory would be slim. Therefore, he reluctantly put the knife down and stuck it into the ground in the martial arts arena.

At this moment, Zhang Zhichen was also ready to fight Lin Feng. His eyes were cold and full of fighting spirit. Lin Feng and Zhang Zhichen exchanged a glance, and their eyes met in the air, as if sparks could fly.

"Lin Feng, today is the moment when you and I have to compete with each other!" Zhang Zhichen said coldly.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and responded: "Come on, let me see your strength!"

As soon as the words fell, the two men rushed towards each other at the same time, and a thrilling hand-to-hand fight broke out in an instant. Their fists rained down on each other, and each punch contained a powerful force.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The dull sound of impact continued to ring out, as if the entire training ground was shaking.

Lin Feng and Zhang Zhichen's bodies were as strong as steel, and every collision between them made people feel the power of the confrontation. Both of them showed a determined look on their faces, and they were going all out, fighting for victory.

On the other side of the martial arts arena, the two brothers Zuo Junpeng and Zuo Junhong were approaching Chen Xiner and the others. Chen Xiner felt nervous when she saw this, but she did not retreat. Instead, she resolutely faced Zuo Junpeng.

"You are no match for me, so just admit defeat!" Zuo Junpeng sneered.

Chen Xiner snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

As she spoke, she unsheathed her sword, its blade flashing with a cold light. She and Zuo Junpeng instantly engaged in a battle, the sound of swords clashing incessantly filling the air.

Chen Xiner and Zuo Junpeng were both masters of swordsmanship. Their swordsmanship was fierce, and every move was filled with murderous intent. When their swords collided, sparks would occasionally appear, seemingly lighting up the entire training ground.

At the same time, Feng Yutang and the other four were also facing tremendous pressure. They had to face Zuo Junhong, who was at the peak of the second rank, and the gap in strength put them in a difficult situation.

"Is this all you have? You still want to participate in the finals?" Zuo Junhong said disdainfully.

Feng Yutang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't underestimate us, we will let you see our strength!"

As he spoke, he and his companions exerted all their strength to try to resist Zuo Junhong's attack.

However, the suppression of their realm made their efforts seem pale and powerless. Zuo Junhong handled the siege of the four people with ease, and laughed mockingly from time to time.

"You, the top-ranking warriors, are no match for me at all!" Zuo Junhong said proudly.

Although Feng Yutang and the others were angry, they could not refute it. They knew that what Zuo Junhong said was true, and they were indeed inferior to him in realm.

The battle in the martial arts arena became increasingly fierce, and the hand-to-hand combat between Lin Feng and Zhang Zhichen entered a white-hot stage. They both had scars of varying degrees on their bodies, but they still did not stop attacking.

Qin Lianglong stood aside, his eyes fixed on the battle on the field. He knew that the two strongest men had already clashed, while the four people from the four Xuan Cities in the east, south, west and north were watching, obviously having other plans.

Qin Lianglong's eyes swept over the four individuals from the four Xuan Cities in the east, south, west, and north, a sense of vigilance building within him. These four individuals were geniuses among geniuses, formidable and not to be underestimated. Among them, Nangong Mengjie, the only woman among them, was no less powerful than the other three.

"After watching for so long, it's our turn to take action." Nangong Mengjie suddenly spoke, her voice clear and pleasant, but filled with fighting spirit.

Qin Lianglong's heart trembled, knowing that this woman was not easy to deal with. His gaze returned to the field, only to see that the fight between Lin Feng and Zhang Zhichen had entered a white-hot stage. The two men's punches were hitting each other's flesh, and each punch contained a powerful force that made the blood boil.

"What a wonderful battle!" A hint of excitement flashed in Nangong Mengjie's eyes, and the whip in her hand began to stir.