Elder Chiyang had a gloating expression on his face, stroking his beard and smiling: "Haha, young man, you are very angry. However, this boy named Ling has poor eyesight. Didn't you see how fierce our Ye Feng was just now? You dare to go up and provoke, isn't this lighting a lantern in a latrine - looking for death?"
"Fat Chiyang, stop making such sarcastic remarks!" Elder Duanshui snorted coldly, "Sword cultivator, you should have a sword bone that would rather break than bend! If your Taoist heart is frustrated, how can you practice swordsmanship if you can't face the difficulties!"
Even so, there was still worry in his eyes when he looked at Shui Jing.
In fantasy.
Being snatched away by Ye Feng, Ling Jianchen was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was an arrogant person after all, so he suppressed the urge to take action.
He stared at Ye Feng and said word by word: "It's useless to talk more. Do you dare to bet with me?"
"Bet? It's interesting, let's talk about it." Ye Feng became interested.
"Let's bet on the final result of this third trial!" Ling Jianchen's eyes were full of fighting spirit, "If I win, this Beast King Demonic Core, together with all the points on your body, will all belong to me! You have to apologize to me in public and admit that you are an opportunistic villain!"
He is trying to win back the face he has lost by doubling it!
"What if you lose?" Ye Feng asked.
"I will not lose!" Ling Jianchen said decisively, exuding strong confidence.
"Tsk, tsk, confidence is a good thing, but blind confidence is stupid." Ye Feng shook his head and stretched out a finger, "Since it is a bet, there must be a back and forth. If you lose, it is very simple. From now on, you will be my follower, bringing tea and water, pinching shoulders and beating legs. I tell you to go east, but you can't go west."
"You!" Ling Jianchen's face instantly became extremely ugly.
Let him, a proud man of heaven, work as a follower for a casual cultivator? What a shame!
Intrigued by Ye Feng, Ling Jianchen no longer cared about anything else and agreed with a roar.
In his opinion, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose! Being robbed of the opportunity in the second level was just an accident. By the third level, he had absolute confidence to crush anyone in his area of expertise!
"Very good." Ye Feng snapped his fingers with satisfaction, "You can't say anything with your mouth, but make an oath from your heart."
Ling Jianchen's face turned blue and white, but the words had been spoken, and he had no way out.
He gritted his teeth and immediately made a vow.
Ye Feng also swore along with a smile.
Looking at Ling Jianchen’s expression of wanting to eat him alive, Ye Feng felt very good.
Picking up a genius thug in the late stage of immortality for free, this deal is a good deal.
At this moment, the entire fantasy space began to tremble violently, and the surrounding scenery became unreal.
"Buzz!"
A ray of light flashed, and all the disciples who were still in the illusion were teleported out.
The second trial is over.
In the square, light flickered, and figures appeared one after another.
Most of the people looked a little embarrassed, and many of them were injured. It was obvious that they had experienced a hard battle in the illusion.
When they saw the huge standings in the center of the square, everyone took a breath.
I saw a name at the top of the list, standing high in a dazzling golden color.
Ye Feng!
And behind his name, the dizzyingly long string of points is several times more than the points from second to tenth place combined!
Fault!
A real gap-like lead!
"Is this...is this point real? Did he kill all the monsters in the illusion?"
"It's too scary...how can this compare?"
Everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on the young man who had just walked out of the light door and was still stretching.
The eyes were full of awe, fear, and a trace of despair.
It is simply a tragedy to be born in the same era as such a monster.
Dong Guoshan rushed over, his face flushed with excitement: "Brother Ye! You are so awesome! You are simply my god!"
Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Basic operations."
On the other side, Ling Jianchen also walked out. He glanced at the standings, his expression became more gloomy, and then glanced at Ye Feng coldly, then walked aside, sat down cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing. His whole body was like a peerless magic weapon hidden in the scabbard, with all its sharp edges restrained, just waiting for the next earth-shattering shock.
"Okay, the second trial is over!"
Elder Xuanchen’s loud voice sounded, attracting everyone’s attention.
He first took a deep look at Ye Feng. The look in his eyes was extremely complex, with appreciation and shock...
He cleared his throat and announced: "Now, take a break. At this time, prepare for the third and final trial - the Sky Tower!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed to the higher point of the main peak of Taixuan Immortal Sect, where a majestic Sky Tower was vaguely visible in the misty clouds.
"The Sky Tower is a direct route to the core of our Taixuan Immortal Sect. The nine floors of the Sky Tower have a total of nine tests, corresponding to the nine laws of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light and darkness."
"This level tests your legal understanding and comprehensive practical ability."
"Each level will have a gatekeeper. Only by winning the battle can you pass. The final score will be based on the number of levels cleared and the time spent."
After announcing the rules, several elders could no longer bear it and swarmed around.
"Ye Feng! Come on, come on, this is the "Nine Revolutions Concentration Pill" from my alchemy hall. Take it quickly and regain your mind!" Elder Chiyang couldn't help but stuff a jade bottle over.
"Go, go, go, he is full of energy, what does he need to recover? Ye Feng, look at my "Listening to the Rain Sword", a top-grade fairy weapon! As long as you enter my sword pavilion, it will be yours!" Elder Duanshui directly took out a long sword with shining light and said seductively.
"Little friend Ye Feng, I have some experience in formations here..."
"My Qi Hall..."
The two protagonists who just made a bet in the fantasy world are treated very differently at this moment.
On Ye Feng's side, he was surrounded by a group of powerful immortal masters, asking for help and giving pills and treasures, as enthusiastically as if they were meeting long-lost relatives.
On Ling Jianchen’s side, there was no one around, sitting alone in the corner. Even his master, Elder Duanshui, went to poach him.
Looking at this dramatic scene, the surrounding disciples had mixed feelings in their hearts.
This is reality.
In the face of absolute talent, everything is empty.
Ling Jianchen closed his eyes tightly, his face was ashen, and the knuckles of the hand holding the sword hilt turned white from exerting force.
This silent humiliation made him feel more uncomfortable than any vicious words.
He remembered all of this on Ye Feng's head.
He swore that in the third level, he must make this guy, as well as these elders who adapt to the situation, regret for what they did today!
Ye Feng was overwhelmed by these enthusiastic elders. He could only laugh and laugh, and at the same time, he accepted all the elixirs and magic weapons sent to him and pocketed them.
Just kidding, don’t give up.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Elder Xuanchen spoke again, and his voice spread throughout the audience:
"The time has come! The third level of trial, Tower of Heaven, is open!"
With his order, all the disciples who passed the second level were teleported to a huge platform halfway up the main peak by a gentle force.