C115 Tomorrow(7)

Returning to his room, he directly entered the Divine Universe Hall. Ignoring Lu Yi, he found a corner and stretched out his hand to take out a small pile of crystals. He placed them around his body and quickly absorbed them.

Lu Yi and Lu Qingfeng's thoughts were clear. They knew that Lu Qingfeng was in urgent need of time to recover his true essence, so they did not come to disturb him.

By nightfall, all ten thousand crystals had turned into white powder. At this moment, the true essence in his body had reached its limit. The rest of the time, Lu Qingfeng prepared to practice the Tyrant Body Technique.

Lu Qingfeng had practiced the Tyrant Body Technique for a whole ten years without stopping. He was still a long way away from mastery.

The colorful spots on his internal organs were now very dense. However, they had to be filled up to the point where not even a crack could be made. Who knew when and how far it would be.

In the blink of an eye, a new day arrived. Compared to the last few days, the number of cultivators on the square remained at the same level. During these past few days, more and more cultivators left, and more and more cultivators came.

In a day's 24 hours' worth of continuous battles, it was unknown how many consecutive victories Lu Qingfeng had obtained. It was also a mystery how many cultivators had either lost or lost their lives in thirty consecutive victories.

In the fourth day of battle, Lu Qingfeng had also caused the two cultivators' thirty consecutive victories to vanish into thin air. It was just that he did not know this.

Lu Qingfeng did not rush to the square today, but instead came to the seaside. Today, Wei Tao and Ling Feixue were leaving, so Lu Qingfeng wanted to send them off.

There were already boats docked at the small pier by the shore. However, due to the lack of people, they could not start the boat.

A few minutes later, the figures of Wei Tao and Ling Feixue entered into Lu Qingfeng's divine sense perception. Soon, the two arrived in front of Lu Qingfeng and separated. The two of them then copied a map of the Southern Meteorite Divine Continent and the Mid-Meteorite Divine Continent for Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng readily received the map and happily accepted the invitation from the two of them. Putting it away, Lu Qingfeng said, "You two, once Qingfeng has some free time in the future, he will definitely head to the Antarctic Divine Continent and the Mid-Meteorite Divine Continent. With my second brother here, I will definitely go there. I also very much want to have an exchange with the young elites there. Even if we don't have time right now, 20 years from now, in the finals of the Star rank, Qingfeng will definitely go there. "

The reason why the three of them appreciated each other was because they were all chivalrous people, and also geniuses that hadn't been seen in many years. At their level, their sixth sense was extremely sharp.

The three of them had only been together for a short three days, but they had gained a certain understanding of each other. Now that they had parted ways, they were like old friends who had stayed with each other for many years.

At this moment, five groups of cultivators were engaged in an intense battle on the five arenas. Lu Qingfeng wasn't in a hurry to get on the stage, nor did he find Leng Bing and Situ Xiaoyang. He sat down cross-legged at a corner of the square.

Over the past few days of the arena battle, the number of cultivators who had lost their lives to the Blood Drinking Sword was not small. In addition to the bloody scenes that had occurred throughout these years, all of Lu Qingfeng's sword intents contained a trace of the Killing Sword Intent, a result that he did not wish to see.

The Wudang Sword was originally a gentleman's sword. Although the martial skill he was using was already gradually leaving the Wudang Sword Technique, the essence of the sword technique was still the Wudang Sword Technique. Thus, unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want the Murderous Sword Intent to appear.

In this world, it was extremely difficult to not kill anyone. Even if you didn't kill others, they would kill you as well. Could it be that in the face of such a situation, he still wanted to escape?

The only thing he could do now was to temporarily restrain himself. He could not let this kind of sword intent erupt, so that he could not show it in battle. However, he could not do it no matter what.

He recited the Jade Emperor Heart Seal and came to a conclusion. As long as he followed his heart, whether it was right or wrong, he would have no qualms about his heart. Once the problem was solved, his heart would naturally be clear.

He stood up and flew towards Ring Four, because Stage Four's cultivator had just killed a person. From Lu Qingfeng's point of view, this person was definitely not a good person, and since Lu Qingfeng wanted to follow his heart, he might as well take him as his first opponent of the day.

It was a two-meter tall man with a face full of tough flesh and red sideburns. He stood upright like a steel needle with a giant axe in his hand. He scanned the man with his divine sense and discovered that he was at the peak of the Innate realm.

The big man looked at Lu Qingfeng and introduced himself first, "I am Hou Yong from the Eastern Falling Divine Hall. Who are you on the other side?"

"Lu Qingfeng." Lu Qingfeng simply said his name. Hou Yong's eyes suddenly widened as he angrily said: "Did my senior brother Qiu Fangjian get injured by your hand?"

"Hahaha," Lu Qingfeng laughed, "Blame my carelessness on allowing him to escape by a fluke." "Good, good, good." After speaking three times in a row, Hou Yong continued, "Yesterday, you injured an arm of my Senior Brother. Today, I want you to use your life to make up for it."

Lu Qingfeng sneered and said: "With just you alone, your Senior Brother still isn't a match for me. You are courting death if you come up."

Hou was filled with courage. With a loud shout, he raised the giant ax in his hand and hacked down. A faint earthen yellow true essence sword was faintly discernible on the giant axe. With a whistling sound, it flew towards Lu Qingfeng's head. With this axe, not only did his earth attribute sword intent reach the fourth level, it also brought with it a hint of the poetic perspective of wind.

No wonder Hou Yong dared to speak so arrogantly, but he was still far from Lu Qingfeng. He had just reached the peak of the Reality Realm, yet he dared to act so arrogantly in front of Lu Qingfeng, it seemed like he was really not far from death. In fact, Lu Li had already sentenced him to death.

Lu Qingfeng executed the Lightning Tracking Steps. With one step, he disappeared in front of Hou Yong. To Hou Yong, it was as if Lu Qingfeng had used Teleportation. By the time he realized that Lu Qingfeng was no longer in front of him, it was already too late.

Lu Qingfeng directly swept through the universe with one move and the Blood Drinking Sword slashed towards Hou Yong's waist. The killing intent was instantly unleashed, causing Hou Yong's hair to stand on end. With his speed, it was wishful thinking to even dodge Lu Qingfeng's attack.

The Blood Drinking Sword swept past Hou Yong's waist, but there was no trace of blood on it. Hou Yong's body did not seem to be injured either, it was just that he had already frozen in place, his hands were still holding the giant axe, maintaining his downward slashing motion.

To a cultivator of Hou Yong's level, Lu Qingfeng's sword was like a bolt of lightning, leaving no room for resistance. Even Hou Yong's spiritual sense was unable to track the trajectory of Lu Qingfeng's Blood Drinking Sword attack.

Lu Qingfeng retreated to the side, no longer paying any attention to Hou Yong's corpse. If it was in the past, Lu Qingfeng would definitely kick Hou Yong's body off the stage, but now he was too lazy to do so.

After taking Hou Yong's life with a single slash, the killing intent on his body receded and he became like an ordinary person. His white robe was as white as snow and did not have a single drop of blood on it. Currently, Lu Qingfeng looked carefree and unrestrained, as if a jade tree was in the wind.

This was the reason why Lu Qingfeng was not willing to make up for it with another kick. If he were to use that kick, the slaughter sword intent that had just been restrained would erupt once again. This kind of repeated eruptions would allow his slaughter sword intent to rapidly increase in level and if it was serious, it would cause a person to lose their mind and become a machine that only knew how to kill.

Lu Qingfeng had just retreated to the side when two Jadecloud Hall disciples came up to deal with Hou Yong's corpse. Hou Yong's body remained in the same posture, holding his axe.

Even though the Blood Drinking Sword slashed across Hou Yong's waist, there was no trace of blood, and the corpse was still intact, but the clothes had been completely separated from the place where the sword had slashed past. The part below his waist had fallen to the ground, so Hou Yong's death could still be seen with a single glance.

The two disciples carefully removed Hou Yong's body from the stage. From start to finish, not a single drop of blood was left on the stage after Lu Qingfeng killed Hou Yong.

The two disciples of the Blue Aurora Palace were secretly speechless. They didn't know how fast they had to use their sword techniques to achieve such an effect.

The fifth round's first battle had only used one move to kill Hou Yong, and it was also fast and efficient. Even so, it wouldn't scare all the cultivators. The more cultivators were in this situation, the more they could muster up their fighting spirit.

What he comprehended was water-attribute sword intent and had also reached the fourth stage. The blue colored sword qi was very dense, and there was still a big gap between him and Lu Qingfeng, but he was still defeated by Lu Qingfeng's ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and was directly blown off the stage by Lu Qingfeng's strong true essence sword qi.

Although he had been sent flying by Lu Qingfeng, his body was completely safe and sound. He had only been struck by Lu Qingfeng's five true essence daggers, which pierced the heart by ten thousand arrows, causing the blood in his body to tremble. During the process of falling, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Looking at Lu Qingfeng, there was no resentment or anger in his eyes, there was only endless reverence. He cupped his fists towards Lu Qingfeng and said: "Today, after losing to brother Lu, I am convinced. With brother Lu's cultivation, he will definitely be the best amongst men, and I am ashamed to be inferior."

"Thanks to Brother Cao's praises, Qingfeng does not dare to accept them." Lu Qingfeng politely cupped his fist and said: "It is really a fluke that I was able to defeat Brother Cao today."

For the fifth and final round, some of the matches were relatively easy to win, while others were extremely difficult. However, Lu Qingfeng still persevered and ultimately obtained the fifth and tenth consecutive victory. He had already gone through half of the process, and was one step closer to the final one hundred consecutive victories.