Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

A moment later, Ling Fei touched his Plaque again to begin the match.

His opponent this time was a Cultivator at the Celestial Pill Great Success Realm.

The man was defeated in a single exchange.

"Ling the Pill Master is truly strong. It looks like Zhu Wei really didn’t throw the match," the defeated Celestial Pill Realm Cultivator muttered under his breath.

"What the hell!" Ling Fei overheard him and couldn’t help but shout in frustration.

Ling Fei was extremely frustrated. ’Am I really that pathetic?’

’Why does every single one of them think Zhu Wei threw the match?’

’It looks like I’ll have to use my more aggressive techniques.’ Ling Fei’s eyes narrowed. He felt it was time to show his iron-willed side.

And so, in every subsequent match, Ling Fei fought aggressively, sending each opponent flying.

As his opponents fell one by one, the crowd finally abandoned that notion.

"Ling the Pill Master is so ferocious!"

"Is Ling the Pill Master really that powerful?" A buzz of discussion rose from below the stage.

In fact, many people now wanted to fight Ling Fei to test if he was truly that powerful.

"I regret this so much! I never should have wanted to fight Ling the Pill Master!" As the sparring matches continued, many people did indeed get their wish and face Ling Fei. But after experiencing his combat power firsthand, they all cried out in misery, nearly bursting into tears. It was impossible to describe the depth of their regret.

Ling Fei’s strength far exceeded their expectations.

As a result, even those experts at the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm had to abandon the idea of trading a surrender for a Spirit Awakening Pill.

They had discovered that they were no longer in a position to negotiate terms with Ling Fei.

"Heh, it seems Ling the Pill Master’s Martial Arts Cultivation is quite impressive!"

"With his strength, he should be able to break into the top twenty." After watching match after match, the elders in the audience were filled with anticipation for Ling Fei’s coming performance. Ling Fei’s achievements in the Alchemy Dao were already unexpected; his current performance in Martial Arts was even more shocking.

As the matches continued, more and more people were eliminated.

Finally, on the fourth day of the Martial Arts Competition, the top one hundred had been determined.

Ling Fei was, of course, among them.

He had remained virtually undefeated throughout the competition.

Many of the top geniuses from the various sects had not yet faced each other.

This was because opponents were assigned based on their combat records.

The stronger the contestants, the later they would be matched against one another.

Early on the morning of the fourth day, the cultivators of the various sects gathered together.

At this moment, the geniuses stood proudly upon the competition stages, ready for the final showdown.

Among the disciples of the Lingyun Sect, Ling Fei, Lian Shuang, He Tianming, Zhao Fan, Fang Yuan, Huang Feng, and Zheng Tong had all broken into the top one hundred.

From the Beiming Sword Sect, ten disciples made it into the top one hundred, including Xu Zitao, Shangguan Wan’Er, Beiming Shang, Beichen Feng, and Beishan Qingyun.

From the Great Sun Thunder Sound Temple, eight people broke into the top one hundred, including Monk Yuan Kong, Monk Yuan Fei, and Monk Yuan Tan!

From the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, seven people broke into the top one hundred, including Wan Qingshan, Wan Jianlan, Su Qing, and Su Yue!

...

Quite a few people from each sect had made it this far.

However, only a few of them were truly dazzling, and Ling Fei was clearly one.

On the Waiting Battle Platform, a hundred geniuses stood proudly, and the atmosphere in the arena was electric.

"The final showdown for the top one hundred is finally here."

"I wonder who will be crowned the champion of this Martial Arts Competition?"

"It’s obviously Senior Brother Xu Zitao. He defeats every opponent in a single blow. Who can contend with him? Even Beiming Shang was defeated by him."

The disciples of the Beiming Sword Sect were full of confidence in Xu Zitao.

Even though Xu Zitao had previously lost in the alchemy tournament, it still couldn’t overshadow his brilliance in Martial Arts.

"It’s a shame. If it weren’t for Xu Zitao, Beiming Shang could have really shone in this competition," a Cultivator from the Beiming Sword Sect sighed.

"The Beiming Sword Sect has really produced a few geniuses this time," commented an elder from another sect.

"The Beiming Sword Sect is truly fortunate. Not only is Xu Zitao’s strength astonishing, but Beiming Shang is also nearly without rival. Even that female disciple, Shangguan Wan’Er, is unstoppable. Those three have a chance to challenge for the top five, or even the top three!" The performance of these disciples from the Beiming Sword Sect had left a deep impression on all the other sects.

"However, Lian Shuang from the Lingyun Sect is also unfathomably strong. She seems to be second only to Xu Zitao," another person remarked, their eyes shifting to the Lingyun Sect disciples.

"She is a true genius." Hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

Originally, when Lian Shuang was first hailed as the Little Sword God, some elders had been dismissive.

But over the past few days of the competition, Lian Shuang had effortlessly defeated one opponent after another. Her transcendent Swordsmanship left the elders of every sect in awe.

"Monk Yuan Kong of the Great Sun Thunder Sound Temple is also extremely strong. His Physical Power, combined with the Great Sun Vajra Seal, allows him to sweep aside most Cultivators of the same level."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion.

Even Sect Leader Yuan was squinting, his attention fixed on the battle platforms ahead.

"This competition is certainly full of geniuses. I wonder how far Ling Fei can go?" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun said with a smile.

He had little interest in the other contestants, caring only about Ling Fei’s capabilities.

He didn’t even pay much attention to Lian Shuang.

After all, everyone already knew how strong Lian Shuang was.

But Ling Fei had yet to reveal his true strength. Moreover, if he was powerful enough, he could truly walk the path of both Alchemy and Martial Arts.

Then, Ling Fei would have the chance to surpass the Yuan Feng Pill King—an achievement of immense significance, enough to alter the entire power structure of the Southern Wilderness.

After all, Ling Fei’s Spirit Awakening Pill was already faintly changing the Lingyun Sect’s circumstances!

Imagine what would happen if he became a Pill King.

"Ling Fei should have a chance at the top ten," Elder He said with a smile.

"The top ten?" Sect Leader Yuan smiled without a word, seemingly holding much greater expectations for Ling Fei.

"Does the Sect Leader think he can aim for an even higher rank?" Seeing this, some of the nearby elders looked astonished.

These elders had sharp eyes, but they were only in the Nascent Soul Realm. Their spiritual perception was far inferior to that of Sect Leader Yuan, who was in the Divine Mansion Realm.

Back when Ling Fei and Lian Shuang had fought, Sect Leader Yuan had clearly sensed that the Blood Qi in Ling Fei’s body was like a dragon, hinting at a heaven-shattering power held in reserve!

Although Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses could also sense Ling Fei’s aura, their perception wasn’t nearly as precise.

By now, the geniuses from every sect had displayed astonishing combat prowess. It would already be a remarkable feat for Ling Fei, who was merely at the Celestial Pill Great Success Realm, to break into the top ten.

As for the top five...

Every single one of them was a top-tier genius at the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm!

Some had even touched upon the Half-step Nascent Soul Realm.

"Is Ling the Pill Master really that powerful?" Some nearby disciples widened their eyes upon hearing this.

It wasn’t that they didn’t believe in Ling Fei.

The main issue was that Ling Fei had been cultivating for such a short time. For him to challenge for the top ten was already a heaven-defying feat.

As for the top five, that was simply unimaginable.

"Let’s just wait and see," Sect Leader Yuan said, smiling but not elaborating, his gaze fixed quietly ahead.

And so, the elders of the Lingyun Sect were filled with anticipation.

"The battle of the top one hundred begins!" Vice Sect Leader Jiang announced from the high platform, his voice booming after he scanned the hundred geniuses on the Waiting Battle Platform below.

He, too, was filled with anticipation for this round of eliminations.

As his voice rang out, the eyes of Ling Fei and the other contestants on the platforms flashed, and they activated the Waist Tokens in their hands.

The rules for the top-one-hundred battle were the same as before, only this time there were just two Inscription Patterns. This meant that two consecutive losses would result in elimination!

As for the previous Inscription Patterns, they were cleared at the start of each new round.

"Ling Fei, I hope you manage to hang on," Xu Zitao said, his gaze icy. After shooting Ling Fei a look, he activated the Plaque in his hand.

"I’ll make it to the end," Ling Fei responded.

He showed no intention of backing down from Xu Zitao’s provocation.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

At this moment, the Cultivators all activated their Plaques.

BUZZ!

As a Light Pattern flashed, Ling Fei was transported to a small, adjacent battle stage.

Then, a figure flickered into view, and a young man appeared before him.

"Ling Fei!" As the man appeared, his gaze turned frigid. A violent aura emanated from him as he stared coldly at Ling Fei.

’Someone from the Dongze Sect!’ Seeing this, Ling Fei’s brow furrowed.

The young man before him was wearing the uniform of a Dongze Sect disciple.

"That’s right. My name is Zheng Zelong, and I am Zheng Yang’s own brother!" the young man said, his gaze turning cold. "My brother died because of you. Today, I will avenge him." As his words fell, Pill Patterns could be seen swirling around his Dantian like coiling dragons, and a powerful aura began to radiate from him.

"Heh, avenge him?" Ling Fei chuckled, then nodded. "Your brother tried to kill me, and he died for it. Now you want revenge? I suppose that makes sense. When avenging a brother, who cares about right and wrong? In that case, I’ll give you the opportunity you’re looking for. Bring it on!"

Ling Fei said no more. Long Sword in hand, he stood ready to strike.

"I’ll make you pay!" Zheng Zelong snorted coldly. The Blood Qi in his body surged and condensed in front of him, actually forming a python of Blood Qi. It was accompanied by a wave of Fire Flame that swept out, making it seem as if the entire stage was engulfed in fire. The terrifying aura made the spectators below tremble with fear.

"I didn’t expect this. In his very first match of the top-one-hundred battle, Ling the Pill Master is up against Zheng Zelong."

"That Zheng Zelong is an expert at the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm, and he even possesses the Red-Scaled Python bloodline. His strength is extremely formidable!"

The disciples from every sect looked on in surprise, a sense of worry for Ling Fei growing in their hearts.

’This man’s bloodline is extremely potent. He already has the strength to challenge for the top fifteen,’ Vice Sect Leader Jiang thought, his eyes flashing as he also paid close attention to Ling Fei.

’Can Ling the Pill Master win?’ Vice Sect Leader Jiang felt his own blood begin to boil with inexplicable excitement.

’If Ling Fei wins, it means he can continue to aim for an even higher rank.’

"For Ling the Pill Master to run into him in the first round... that’s some bad luck." However, some elders in the audience shook their heads slightly.

After all, Zheng Zelong was the number one talent of his generation in the Dongze Sect, a publicly acknowledged genius who could not be underestimated.

"Red Scale Transformation!" a low voice rumbled from Zheng Zelong’s lips on the stage. Blood-red patterns swirled across his body, scales appeared on his hands, and his Blood Qi surged skyward. He looked as if he had transformed into a red-scaled man, his scarlet eyes filled with a savage aura.

’Red Python Bloodline!’ Ling Fei’s eyes narrowed. ’In the Martial Arts World, there are various Spirit Bodies, as well as numerous people who possess special bloodlines.’

’Fang Yuan, for example, possesses the Red Eagle Bloodline.’

’As does Grand Elder Fang.’

’The Southern Wilderness has no shortage of naturally powerful Cultivators.’

’Zhao Fan, for example, has a Gravity Martial Soul.’

’These people are born with a huge advantage and can continuously tap into their Bloodline Power.’

’The Zheng Clan of the Dongze Sect is clearly one such bloodline Clan.’

’Then, let me see just how strong your Red Python Bloodline is!’ Ling Fei’s expression was nonchalant as he calmly watched Zheng Zelong before him.

"I will grant you that wish," Zheng Zelong said coldly.

He had wanted to deal with Ling Fei for a long time.

Unfortunately, Ling Fei was protected by the people of the Lingyun Sect and could also control a powerful Profound Spirit Treasure. Killing him would be extremely difficult.