C22 Qin Feng's Fury.

"Yes, manager!"

A young man in his twenties with handsome facial features in white responded loudly. He took a step forward and walked towards the Bronze Warriors' Lane.

"They can do it. I can do it too!" The young man in white had a determined expression on his face as he resolutely stepped into the Bronze Warriors' Lane.

As the number one person in the Yunling Peak, Ning Xia believed that he would not lose to the people in front of him!

In the next moment …

One by one, the Bronze Man broke through the wall, waving their huge bronze hammers as they surrounded the youth in white.

With a loud shout, Ning Xia waved his fists, bringing up a sky full of fist shadows. He sent the Bronze Man flying one after another.

The Yunling Peak was the same as the Ink Bamboo Peak. They were both Third Grade Servicemen's Peaks. As the Senior Brother of the Yunling Peak, his cultivation was not inferior to the former number one of the Ink Bamboo Peak, Lei Bao. In fact, he was even slightly stronger. He had already almost reached the Fifth Empyrean.

The bronze men were sent flying by him. In less than half a minute, he had already broken into the first checkpoint of the Bronze Warriors' Lane. Facing the bronze men who were fighting fiercely, Ning Xia did not show any weakness. The unique basic martial skill of the Yunling Peak — Four Directions Tiger Shadow Fist, was unleashed. A violent aura burst out from his body. He was like a tiger that had descended from the mountain, crazily pouncing towards the bronze men.

Ning Xia's speed became faster and faster. In the end, he seemed to have turned into a ferocious tiger!

Three hundred meters... three hundred thirty meters... three hundred sixty meters... four hundred meters...

After four hundred and fifty meters, Ning Xia's speed suddenly slowed down. The Bronze Man, which was comparable to the peak of the Fourth Layer, could already cause him a lot of trouble. After four hundred and eighty meters, it was even more difficult for him to move.

After four hundred ninety meters, Ning Xia let out a roar of unwillingness. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"This person is such a pity!" Looking at Ning Xia, who was like a dead dog, Yang Fann's eyes flashed with sympathy. He was only four meters away from breaking through and successfully advancing to the Outer Sect.

"Next!"

"Four hundred twenty-six meters, eliminated!"

"Four hundred seventy-six meters, eliminated!"

"Five hundred twenty-six meters, pass!"

"Four hundred thirty-three meters, eliminated!"

Time flowed like water, and soon, dusk arrived. Nearly two thousand servant disciples had entered the Bronze Warriors' Lane. From time to time, there would be people being dragged out like dead dogs, and from time to time, there would be servant disciples being carried out by the outer sect disciples to register. Although the Bronze Warriors' Lane was difficult, under the high morale, many servant disciples had broken through the Twelfth-level Combat Strength, and even broke through their own limits. Their passing rate was close to twenty percent, and among the five of them, one of them had successfully passed the trial and advanced to the outer sect.

Looking at another servant disciple successfully passing the 500 meters of Bronze Warriors' Lane, Bai Yunfei's smile became even wider. He originally thought that it would be the limit if only 10% of the servant disciples could successfully pass the Breakthrough competition. After all, compared to the previous few batches, the difficulty of this round had increased by more than double. Even many outer sect disciples might not be able to successfully pass the 500 meters of Bronze Warriors' Lane.

During this period of time, other than Yang Fann, the other five of the six great servant disciples of the Ink Bamboo Peak had entered the Bronze Warriors' Lane one after another. Unfortunately, their results were not too ideal. Other than Yun Xihua who relied on his nimble Movement Technique to make it past the 500-meter mark, the other four were eliminated. Tuoba Hong was the one who was directly eliminated from the Bronze Warriors' Lane 400 meters away.

"Next, you go!"

With a wave of his hand, Manager Bai pointed at a servant disciple who confidently entered the Bronze Warriors' Lane. The remaining hundred or so servants disciples were not weaklings. Every one of them had a cultivation base below the Fifth Empyrean. Many of them were even stronger than Liu Chen.

"Five hundred and eighty-six meters, pass!"

"Five hundred and ninety-two meters, pass!"

"Six hundred and thirty-three meters, pass!"

One servant disciple after another entered the Bronze Warriors' Lane. Other than a few people who fell outside the five hundred meter mark, the rest of them successfully passed the trial. Soon, only five people remained.

"I wonder if you will give me a surprise!" Manager Bai's gaze lingered on Qin Feng and the other four. These five people were the five he valued the most.

"Senior Brother Zhao, the show is about to begin. Don't forget our bet!" Chen Jianhua revealed a slight smile.

Zhao Yiming snorted coldly. He did not say anything else as he stared at Yang Fann. His fists were tightly clenched, and his palms were drenched in sweat. "Yang Fann, it will be up to you later. Don't disappoint me!" The sixteen Spirit Stones were almost his entire fortune, and the Blue Cloud Sword was his spirit sword. He could not afford to lose this battle.

At this moment...

Bai Yunfei pointed at Qin Feng, the pride of the Yuyang Peak. "Next, you!"

"The next one is Qin Feng? How is this possible?!"

Outside the Bronze Warriors' Lane, there was an uproar. They could all see that the last hundred or so people, Manager Bai was not randomly picking them. Instead, he was challenging the Bronze Warriors' Lane according to their individual strength. And Qin Feng, who was the leader of the Three Heroes, should not have challenged the Bronze Warriors' Lane first.

"What? I'm the first?"

The countless servant disciples were in disbelief. Qin Feng, who was the one in the middle of the fight, felt a huge wave in his heart. His handsome face was filled with gloom. After him, Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang were the top geniuses of the Three Heroes. He could accept the Fairy Lingmei. After all, she was the person he admired. However, Yang Fann, a mere Ninth-class Bloodline trash, could not even stand a chance against him. It was a humiliation! This was definitely a humiliation in his life!

In the next moment...

Qin Feng turned his gaze and glanced at Yang Fann with indignation. "I won't let this matter go that easily!"