C112 Acquaintances Meeting

Five figures shuttled back and forth through the sea of mist. Although it was difficult to determine their direction in this environment, the old man dressed in white led the group of people forward with great familiarity.

There were four men and one woman behind the elder. Aside from the youngest youth who looked around casually, the rest of the people followed closely behind with serious expressions. The youngest of them was Zuo Feng.

Soon, an enormous, towering gray-black stone tower appeared in front of everyone. Zuo Feng, on the other hand, was the first to notice that there were already many people gathered around the stone tower. There were roughly twenty people divided into many groups, each sitting cross-legged and meditating.

The arrival of Zuo Feng's group immediately attracted some other people's attention. These people curiously looked over. Zuo Feng and the other three followed behind Uncle Tian and found an empty space outside of the tower. Like the others, they too sat down cross-legged and looked towards the other groups of people.

Uncle Tian seemed to be extremely familiar with the seniors who came before him, and he smiled as he approached them to chat. Zuo Feng took a closer look and realized that there were a total of twenty-four people around their age, which meant that they were probably part of the other four factions.

There were a total of three heavy cities like Yan City in the Eastern County. Each city had one City Lord and two Vice Commanders. Adding the Eastern County's side, there were a total of forty-eight participants. Zuo Feng already knew that this year's trials were completely different from the previous years. The most important thing was that the county governor could rule out twelve people to participate in the trials.

Zuo Feng initially thought that this kind of survival training would be carried out in a team battle. However, the day before, after Uncle Tian had explained it to him in the stone house, he realized that this spiral tower could allow a participant to randomly encounter an opponent that could fight on their own. Although the county governor's side held the advantage in numbers, it was not impossible for the other teams to win.

While thinking, Zuo Feng also started to carefully size up the people in the other groups. This was similar to Zuo Feng's guess from before. The age requirement for participants in the Revolving Tower smelting trial wasn't over 18 years old. As for the other teams, they seemed to be around 17 or 18 years old.

This group of people had roughly the same level of strength, and it was difficult for them to determine the exact level of the other party's strength. If Zuo Feng could use his psychokinesis like before, he could roughly determine the strength of these people in front of him. At the moment, he could only rely on his intuition.

Although he couldn't judge the opponent's strength based on his own impression, it still made Zuo Feng lock onto a few people he needed to pay special attention to.

One of them, a young man with long hair and a shawl over his shoulders, was raising the flagon in his hand and gulping down the wine. A pretty yellow-haired woman was sitting alone in a corner. She seemed to be out of place when compared to her teammates. If one observed this woman carefully, they would see that she had a pair of green eyes. There was also a thin youth with a sallow face. This youth looked like a sick ghost, and he would occasionally cough a few times.

What surprised him was that in the northeast corner, there was a youth that looked to be about the same age as Zuo Feng. The youth was extremely short, perhaps even shorter than Zuo Hou by half a head. Judging from his appearance, he should only be around twelve or thirteen years old.

Although these people were as calm and composed as the others, Zuo Feng was able to tell with their sharp hearing that they were taking a long breath. It was obvious that they were people with profound Qi Meridians. Zuo Feng also paid special attention to them.

Just as the left wind was sweeping through the few people around him, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out in the forest. Soon after, a dozen young men in silver armor appeared at the edge of the open space. As soon as they arrived, they immediately attracted the attention of the others. Other than the distinctive silver armor, there were also numerous people. This immediately allowed Zuo Feng to determine that they belonged to County Governor Manor.

Amongst these people, there was naturally someone wearing a mask that Zuo Feng felt was somewhat familiar with. After arriving, the group casually glanced around before finding their own seats.

Zuo Feng had the feeling that he had seen that young man with the mask before, but he could not figure out where he had met him. Just as Zuo Feng was trying hard to remember, the sound of messy footsteps came again.

Following which, two groups of people appeared at the edge of the open space. A fat old man that Zuo Feng was extremely familiar with appeared in Zuo Feng's field of vision. When Zuo Feng saw this fat old man, his eyes instantly became cold.

This fat old man was the one who had ambushed Zuo Feng in the restaurant, Steward Wang of the Residence of Zhang Yu. The moment he appeared, he felt an unfriendly gaze directed at him, and then he noticed Zuo Feng, who was sitting not far away.

When he saw Zuo Feng, Steward Wang's chubby face couldn't help but twitch a few times before coldly snorting as he walked over to his uncle's group.

Zuo Feng's gaze casually swept across the four people behind him. In the next moment, his gaze landed on a handsome young man.

"Teng Fang, why are you here?"

One of the people who represented the troops under Commander Zhang Yu's command was Teng Fang, who had been defeated by Zuo Feng many times before. His appearance surprised Zuo Feng, because he had never heard of Teng Fang joining Zhang Yu's team for the survival training.

"Hmph, don't tell me only you are allowed to come. "Let me tell you, Zuo Feng, if we were to encounter each other in the trial, don't expect me to show mercy to you on account of being in the same village."

Hearing Teng Fang's words, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth. Although he wasn't clear about the secret behind it, he could guess that it was definitely that Zhang Yu's doing.

Zuo Feng's expression changed a few times, but he eventually let out a sigh. He didn't feel sorry for Teng Fang, but rather that someone like his master had given birth to such an ignorant son.

Seeing Zuo Feng's expression, Teng Fang threw down the word "act" and quickly followed the others, ignoring the helpless Zuo Feng.

Right now, there was a burning rage in Zuo Feng's heart. This rage was directed towards Commander Zhang Yu. Since Teng Fang had followed Steward Wang here, he definitely wouldn't listen to his advice. Zuo Feng also didn't plan on wasting his breath on this matter.

Just at this moment, another group of people appeared in the empty space outside the tower. At this moment, all the teams participating in the trial had arrived. Uncle Tian and the others also immediately returned to their own teams.

The old man in green who had been chatting with Uncle Tian seemed to be in charge of managing this place. The old man wore coarse hemp clothes and had tied a hemp rope behind his white hair. Although he looked like an ordinary old man, there was a faint glimmer in his eyes. He should also be a Qi Condensation cultivator.

"Since all the teams are here, we should hurry up and carry on with the following matches."

The old man slowly said, but he didn't say anything else. He just looked at uncle Tian and the other leaders. Uncle Tian and the others also understood immediately. They walked over with large strides, following the green-clothed old man to the bottom of the stone tower.

At their location, there were ten palm-sized, square protrusions. These people did not require any instructions to place their palms on it. Soon after, when the elder in the green linen robe said the word "open", everyone simultaneously pressed down on the protrusion.

As the bulges slowly pressed down, the sound of metal colliding and gears twisting rang out. The others were still normal, but that Steward Wang was clearly unable to do anything. One could see that his fat face had already turned purple.

The other people, including the old man in green, looked at Steward Wang with displeasure. At this moment, Steward Wang felt that he had lost too much face, so he gritted his teeth and let out a grunt. Following that, the square stone he had pressed down slowly began to descend.

Puff.

Just as Steward Wang's square stone was pressed down like the others, an extremely indecent sound of exhaust came from behind his butt. It was unknown if it was due to the excessive force he used just now or some other reason.

The old man and the others were not bad, but the youths behind them could not hold it in. After a moment of silence, a burst of laughter could be heard.

At this moment, Steward Wang turned his head around in shame and anger and glared fiercely at those who were laughing. Although Zuo Feng wasn't laughing in an exaggerated manner, he was still staring at Steward Wang with a playful expression.

It was unknown if it was intentional or not, but Steward Wang seemed to specifically target Zuo Feng as he coldly said, "Little brat, what are you laughing about. Are you tired of living? "

Zuo Feng's face instantly turned cold when he heard Steward Wang's words, but before Zuo Feng could say anything, Uncle Tian spoke first with an ice-cold voice.

"Why? It seems like Manager Wang's injuries are already clean. I'm afraid he has forgotten a lot of things."

As soon as Uncle Tian finished speaking, Steward Wang's expression became extremely ugly. After the kick from Uncle Tian, he had been lying on the bed for two full months. If it wasn't for the fact that his injuries had yet to heal, he would not have caused such a disgraceful scene. After a cold snort, Steward Wang shut his mouth and returned to the group he had brought with him.

At this moment, the rolling of the gears and the sound of metal colliding with metal gradually stopped. However, after a short pause, the sounds of water flowing could be heard from underground. The sound of water became louder and louder. Finally, the earth began to tremble and the stone pagoda began to turn slightly as well.

Only now did Zuo Feng know why the stone tower in front of him was called a spiral tower. So it was because it borrowed the power of an underground river to drive such a huge tower. From the looks of it, all the traps and traps were provided by the underground river.

The old man took out an hourglass and placed it on the stone table next to him as soon as the tower started shaking. Then, he pointed to a stone box beside the stone table and said, "Now, according to the old rules, we will begin preparing the drawing of lots."

Zuo Feng paid attention and observed for a bit. The leaders of each group threw in a piece of paper and the old man in green shirt drew lots. The person whose name was called would then ascend the stone tower's platform in order. Zuo Feng knew that by doing so, he would be able to avoid encountering his group in the first round.

With the name being mentioned, Zuo Feng's teammates also went to the platform. Zuo Feng didn't know whether it was a deliberate arrangement or a coincidence, but after the last round of lottery draw, the old man in green robe slowly called out Zuo Feng's name.