Lin Feng went to the pavilion beneath the two Ministers, it was the best one to watch battles. However, because the two Ministers were there, nobody else dared go there. However, Lin Feng did.
When entering the pavilion, Lin Feng heard someone groan coldly. He turned around and saw Qin Yao. She looked angry as Minister Kalasutra healed her injuries.
Lin Feng looked at Qin Yao and smiled. "I'm sorry, I was a bit too rough."
"You said things could have gotten worse if we had continued fighting. Did you mean you were merciful?" said Qin Yao, rolling her eyes and grinding her teeth. Lin Feng looked embarrassed, but kept smiling. The battle was over, he wanted to be nice to her, especially since her father was a powerful man. Even though Qin Yao was angry, she didn't harbor any evil intentions.
"Qin Yao, how can you be so impolite? Even though you lost, you have to be polite and practice cultivation harder," chided Minister Kalasutra.
"I know!" Qin Yao nodded. Then, she looked at Lin Feng coldly and said, "We'll fight again if we have the opportunity."
"As you wish, Princess. I am willing to spend time with you," said Lin Feng, smiling thinly. Then, he looked at Minister Uptala and his daughter and smiled at them both. Minister Uptala smiled back at him, but didn't say anything.
Lin Feng looked back at the battle stages. Zhang Heng was still fighting. He had already won sixty-two battles, a rare achievement. He had come to win a hundred battles, he hadn't thought Lin Feng, a new friend, would win that fast and in such a dazzling way.
Apart from Zhang Heng, another extremely strong man was fighting. He had also been fighting for longer than Lin Feng. He was on the medium-level Hell emperors' battle stage, and immediately drew Lin Feng's attention.
He was blind and practiced sword cultivation. Even though he was blind, his swordsmanship was amazing. He was not only fast, he was precise, too. It was difficult to see where the sword attacks came from when he attacked. He was blind, but when fighting against him, it was like his opponents were the blind ones. He was a true sword assassin and his name was Jian Mang!
Jian Mang had gotten onto the battle stage at the same time as Hei Lao. However, he hadn't won a hundred battles yet, only sixty-seven battles. He wasn't slow, he was a sword cultivator. He wasn't any slower than Lin Feng. He quickly won battles, so why was he still on the battle stage?
It was because Jian Mang's sword attacks were cruel. After stabbing people, he slowly made them suffer, and pierced their eyes with his sword energies to make them go blind. Such cruel people were rare. Most people on the battle stages were merciful. People could accept losing a battle, but they were unwilling to go blind if they lost. Therefore, cruel people weren't numerous. Jian Mang was extremely strong, but because he was cruel, each time after his battles, people took a long time to go onto his battle stage because they were afraid.
At that moment, another horrible shriek spread in the air. Jian Mang had immediately pierced one of that person's eyes.
He's fast, precise, and cruel, thought Lin Feng. Even though he was cruel, he was also very strong. Fighting against him was definitely worth it.
Lin Feng watched Jian Mang battle. After a few battles, he understood that Jian Mang's sword was extremely quick at the beginning, then its trajectory kept changing unpredictably and resulted in an unexpected winning move.
His sword attacks were strange. Finding his weakness was very difficult, as his sword attacks were fast and unpredictable.
Besides, each time people got close to that sword Qi, they almost suffocated. And unfortunately, each time they lost, Jian Mang blinded them.
Lin Feng also practiced sword cultivation, he used a straight-forward path, using absolute power to defeat his enemies, but Jian Mang relied on his techniques and accuracy, yet the results were the same, absolute terror.
Jian Mang is going to get a hundred victories. Not many people can compete with him. So many people seem to be getting a hundred victories today, thought the audience. Wang Zhuo's eyes glittered sharply as he watched Jian Mang.
"Wang Zhuo, can you win against him?" Minister Kalasutra asked Wang Zhuo. Wang Zhuo was a medium-level Hell emperor like Jian Mang. Besides, he had already dazzled on the battle stage in the past.
"When facing an incredible cultivator, no matter how insane you are, you can't win," replied Wang Zhuo indifferently.
Minister Kalasutra smiled and said, "Unfortunately, you have already won a hundred victories in the past, so you can't go back onto the battle stage. Otherwise, I would have loved to see you defeat him."
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Time passed slowly. Zhang Heng had eighty-three victories and then, unfortunately, he lost against a very strong cultivator. He had failed after coming so close to success.
But Zhang Heng wasn't angry. At the beginning, he didn't intend to finish the battles at once, he wanted to rest, but then he had seen Lin Feng win all his battles in a row and had continued. Now he had lost, but at least he had learned something. Zhang Heng looked at Lin Feng and smiled.
"Lin Feng, you've already won a hundred battles! You will become a dazzling cultivator! I'm not staying here. I'll come back another day and try again! And then I'll also come to town to see you!" called out Zhang Heng.
"Alright, I hope you'll win a hundred battles soon!" Lin Feng smiled back at Zhang Heng, watching him turn around and depart.
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After that, no other low-level emperor managed to win a hundred times. Among the medium-level Hell emperors, Jian Mang succeeded. Just like Lin Feng, he had finished all his battles without resting once.
At that moment, an official landed on the battle stage and announced to the crow, "After this fight, please stop the battles. Many low-level Hell emperors and medium-level Hell emperors have won a hundred battles today. There will be battles between them!"
Everybody's eyes glittered with expectation. The winners were all geniuses. The battles between them were going to be powerful. They could definitely wait to see them!
As expected, after the last battle, people stopped fighting. A strong cultivator in the air pointed to two battle stages; one was the battle stage on which Lin Feng had fought, and the other one was the one on which Jian Mang had fought. "Since two people won a hundred victories on these battle stages today, we can continue on them!"
People in the pavilions stood up and glanced at one another.
"Hmph!" Qin Yao was unahppy. She looked at Lin Feng angrily. She should have been on that battle stage, but Lin Feng had defeated her!
Competitors landed on the two battle stages one after another. There were quite a few of them. For the medium-level Hell emperors, there were eleven people including Jian Mang. For the low-level Hell emperors, there were thirteen people including Lin Feng.
"If you can defeat nine people, then you will obtain privileges!" At that moment, everybody looked around.
Among the low-level Hell emperors, Lin Feng can definitely win. The Prince of the Six Abysses is strong, but Qin Yao defeated him. And she is very strong, but Lin Feng defeated her. Even though those other people have won a hundred battles, it will still be difficult for them to defeat Lin Feng. He can definitely obtain privileges!" said someone. In the bleachers, many people were expressing their opinion.
Minister Uptala smiled calmly and said, "Lin Feng became famous today. I am convinced he will defeat nine people."
The official on the battle stage went on, "You know the rules, Lin Feng can start the battles and challenge nine people. If he loses, he has to leave the battle stage, and the winner can continue challenging eight other people."
On the low-level Hell emperors' battle stage, there were thirteen people, and Lin Feng was going to start. Each cultivator could also lose three times. After three losses, they were eliminated because there weren't enough fighters to lose more than three times and win nine times.
That way, the rules were fair. How would the battles look like? All those young people were amazing!