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Ming Guanghai laughed out loud, seeming very heroic, "Children are all very strong in fighting spirit, this is very good, looks like it's something worth watching, I hope everyone's children will work hard to win the prize for us old guys."

Finally, they arrived at the summit. The entrance to the summit had long been received by a hundred disciples of the Meng Mountain Sword Sect. After confirming the identity of the crowd, the ten disciples divided the group up into six side halls.

The northern mountain peak alone had a flat area of twenty square kilometers and many tall palaces.

The training field and other facilities were all prepared. As expected of a top sect.

As the organizer of the competition, the Meng Mountain Sword Sect was well-prepared. They had opened up two hundred halls for the guests to stay and rest.

In the morning, the various factions arrived one after another, and were placed in their previously prepared residences.

Lingfeng could not stay, leisurely strolling around the courtyard, ready to watch the North Peak scenery.

Arriving at the edge of the peak, he saw that the surrounding mountains were rolling up and down without end. This tall northern peak pierced through the clouds, and one could feel the mist within the clouds.

The wind picked up as it blew high into the air. There were also four huge flat top mountains extending around the north peak. It seemed like they had been tidied up before, which was why they were so flat.

The surrounding mountain peaks were also several square kilometers in area. Among them, there were a few hundred disciples dressed in white who were practicing sword formations and magic. It should be the disciples of the Meng Mountain Sword Sect who were cultivating.

The second area had nearly a thousand monsters crawling on it. A few old men were waving their hundred meter long whips in the air, integrating with the monster formation.

Some of the monsters were extremely large, some were very small, some had claws growing from their backs and bellies, some had faces without facial features, and some were parading underground like fish … Ling Feng was curious, what is this thing?

He looked towards the third outer mountain peak. There was no one there, only four tall stone tablets. Although they were far away, he could still see the words written on the stone tablet.

When Ling Feng looked at the fourth peak, he could not help but gasp. There were about twenty people sitting cross-legged on the ground, and everyone was motionless. There were even six demigods. To be able to sit together with a Demigod rank expert, the other people were definitely not simple.

One of them didn't even raise his head as he yelled, "Little Xu, look at my Meng Mountain."

With just a finger pointing towards Ling Feng, Ling Feng felt the airflow around him become sluggish, and he immediately forced out the cold Qi within his body to fight back. He then hurriedly turned around and flew towards the center of the northern peak.

The person exclaimed in surprise, "Whose child is he? "You have some skill."

Long Xiao Tian smiled, "Admit it."

That person said, "Old Long, you have good eyes."

Ling Feng retreated back to the middle of the northern peak and strolled to the edge of the cliff. As he walked, he asked in surprise, "Who is that guy? Even from so far away, just by a casual move, I would have to use 80% of my power to fight back. Who knows how much luck I would have if he were to slap me a few more times.

At this time, the fog had almost dissipated, and a figure appeared in the fog, it was a beautiful young lady, seeing her, Ling Feng was already shocked, "This woman is so beautiful, she can be on par with Pandora, with big eyes and thick lips, thin face, graceful figure, long legs and thin waist."

Being stared at by him caused the girl's face to turn red in embarrassment. Ling Feng only thought of Pandora because he saw her, but he didn't have any other intentions. At this moment, he felt it was rude and quickly retracted his gaze.

But the woman said, "Which kid is this? "Relying on some ability, he actually dares to peep at my master and seniors engaging in enlightened communication."

Just as Ling Feng wanted to speak, he suddenly straightened his body and stopped moving. He noticed three people walking over from not too far away.

The three of them were actually Si Ya, his father, Si Han, and his mother, Jiao Na.

The three of them had four attendants following them. They were also the people Ling Feng had met before, the Sixth Brother Hei and the others.

Seeing Siya, Ling Feng couldn't think of anything else and charged straight towards her. "Ya Er, it's really you, are you here as well?" "Great, we meet again."

Siya was already in tears of joy, but she could not move her body. Her mother had already restrained her.

Si Han stood beside Ling Feng and said, "Brat, you are bold. If you want to have any results with Ya Er, you can rely on your abilities. Now, hehe, alright, we will go first."

As he spoke, he led the group to the main hall.

Siya kept staring at Ling Feng. It was very pitiful.

There were tears in the corners of Ling Feng's eyes, but he knew that if he continued to chase forward, it would only increase his worries.

Ling Feng had always felt grateful towards that Sixth Brother. Although he had only helped him at the time due to Siya's help, he still owed her a favor, so he nodded his head in gratitude.

Ling Feng was dispirited. He sat on the edge of the cliff and swung his legs in the air, using his hands to touch his face. It felt very painful.

The girl's voice sounded again, "You have a wicked heart, but you have no courage. You are just a good-for-nothing."

Ling Feng was enraged, "What does this have to do with you? How much do you know about my matters?"

"I naturally do not care about your matters, but you secretly spied on the topography of my Meng Mountain Sword Sect, checked out my disciples practicing the sword, and then disturbed the seniors to exchange insights, that is my business."

Ling Feng thought to himself, "So she had already seen it, but I didn't sense any signs of life from her. This woman is not simple at all."

At this moment, a young man came flying over from afar. With a single jump, he arrived at the young girl's side. The young man said gently, "Sister Zi, I've finally met you. How have you been recently?"

Ling Feng saw that the youth had a somewhat valiant demeanor, and his movement technique was not ordinary. He had the bearing of a disciple from a famous clan.

The young girl asked, "Is Uncle Wang here?"

"Yes, grandpa is here. He went to discuss the matter with the other demigods."

Ling Feng was very strange, so he opened his mouth naturally: "That girl, you call his grandfather uncle, and he calls you little sister, so what's the relationship between you two? Isn't this seniority in chaos? "

The girl shouted, "What does this have to do with you?"

Ling Feng thought to himself: "I was being too reckless, why do I have to ask about other people's matters?"

The youth didn't allow him to. "Friend, this should be because of your rudeness. Aren't you going to apologize?"

Ling Feng did not seem to care at all, "So what if you're wrong? You haven't even learned to apologize."

"Bastard, you're clearly making a ruckus out of rudeness. If you walk on someone else's foot, do you blame them? "

"Who told him to put his feet on the ground?"

The youth coldly snorted and did not speak any further. A huge metal spear appeared in his hand. The spear was five meters long, and it pierced towards Ling Feng like a poisonous dragon.

Ling Feng dodged to the side, and simultaneously flipped two times to maintain the distance.

Soon after, the youth launched another series of rapid attacks. His spear was fast and nimble, his attacks were extraordinary. Ling Feng managed to dodge thirty-six shots in a row, and did not return a single strike.