Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"As the saying goes, luck is also a form of strength; Junior Brother Xu, you are mistaken..."

Faced with Xu Linfeng's humility, Ji Tianchang shook his head and said, "Right now, Senior Brother has successfully advanced, and Junior Sister Lin only needs one more victory. Looking at all the geniuses present, there are no more than two people who can reliably defeat Junior Sister Lin!"

"So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, our Tai Chi Sword Sect will most likely secure two spots in the top eight. As for Junior Brother Xu, you're practically on your way to the top eight...!"

"Thank you for your kind recommendation, Senior Brother Ji. I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Xu Linfeng cupped his hands in a fist salute once more, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes.

After all, polite words aside, they also want to advance to the quarterfinals!

According to the rules of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, they have already received two byes, which means they have won two matches for free. Now they only need to win one more match to easily advance!

"Next match, Dragon Group, number 12, Lu Feng!"

At this moment, Qin Xuanzhong's loud announcement came from the side again.

"Why is it this guy?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Linfeng's expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of apprehension.

Because the draw number he just got was number 12 in the Tiger Group, which means his next opponent is Lu Feng!

Moreover, Lu Feng's strength was evident to all the geniuses present. Even when the infamous Brothers of the Killer Star joined forces, they were no match for him!

This is one of the reasons why Xu Linfeng was wary!

"Damn it, this is going to be difficult...!"

Thinking of this, Xu Linfeng couldn't help but feel his palms sweating, and his expression turned somewhat grim. "With my current strength and cultivation, I'm afraid I'm no match for this person. Should I just admit defeat?"

Although he was quite lucky at the beginning, getting a bye twice in a row, he was clearly out of luck this time because he ran into a tough opponent like Lu Feng!

"Xu Linfeng, you're just dealing with a nobody cultivator. Are you scared, kid?"

Just as Xu Linfeng was feeling uneasy, a sinister laugh suddenly reached his ears.

"Senior Brother?!"

Xu Linfeng quickly looked in the direction of the person who spoke and found that Gongsun Jian was looking at him with a cold and stern expression. Xu Linfeng's heart also skipped a beat.

"This guy surnamed Lu may be difficult to deal with, but he's far from invincible. And what do you have to fear, kid? Hold on!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Gongsun Jian sent out a purple talisman, simultaneously transmitting his voice, "This talisman is called the Purple Thunder Nine Swords Talisman. It was a life-saving technique bestowed upon me by my master. Its power is so great that it can kill even a first-level Yuanhai Realm expert. I'm giving it to you now..."

"Nine Swords of Purple Thunder!"

Reaching out to accept the purple talisman, Xu Linfeng was utterly flattered and somewhat incoherent, stammering, "Senior Brother! You, you're...!"

After all, he was just a minor inner disciple, not even a core disciple. What merit did he have to deserve Gongsun Jian's appreciation and favor?

"No need for further explanation."

With his lips slightly parted, Gongsun Jian continued to transmit his voice secretly while his face revealed a murderous aura, "Xu Linfeng, as long as you can kill this brat surnamed Lu in a moment, I will reward you with even more benefits when you return to the Taiji Sword Sect...!"

"Yes! Lin Feng will certainly live up to Senior Brother's trust and will surely slay this brat!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Linfeng also revealed a fierce look, and then secretly echoed back.

Although he was initially wary of Lu Feng's strength, now that he had the "Purple Thunder Nine Swords Talisman" bestowed by Gongsun Jian, Xu Linfeng finally had the confidence to confront Lu Feng head-on!

After all, this talisman is powerful enough to kill a first-level expert in the Yuanhai Realm, let alone a mere Lu Feng!

Besides, Xu Linfeng was also a smart man, and he could naturally see that Gongsun Jian and Lu Feng had a grudge against each other, and the grudge was not small, otherwise the other party would not have given him a Purple Thunder Nine Swords Talisman for no reason.

Therefore, whether it's to climb up to Gongsun Jian's "towering tree" or to advance to the next round of the single-elimination tournament and strive for a higher ranking, he has to beat Lu Feng, otherwise he will suffer a huge loss!

"Dragon Group Number Twelfth?"

Turning his head to look at the large, bold characters on the strange stone tablet beside him, Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, a fierce fighting spirit surging within him. "At least this time I didn't run into any acquaintances...!"

Swish!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Feng leaped into the air and landed steadily in the central open space of the nameless valley. At this moment, his aura was soaring, and he was clearly eager to make a big splash!

After all, he had just conceded two matches in order to help Lin Xiaoyu and Ren Xuanfei advance, without ever lifting a finger. He was itching to get his hands on the action and was itching to do it!

"Your Excellency is not only young and promising, but also possesses remarkable cultivation, truly a role model for us all. I, Xu, admire you!"

Upon seeing Lu Feng step onto the stage, Xu Linfeng bowed slightly, then cupped his hands in greeting, his face full of fawning smiles, like a shrewd and pragmatic younger brother.

"Um?"

Seeing Xu Linfeng's polite and humble attitude, Lu Feng was also somewhat surprised, secretly thinking, "Why is this guy so different from those Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples from before?"

After all, whether it was Gongsun Jian, the senior disciple of the Taiji Sword Sect, or Ji Tianchang and others who were defeated by Fa Wuxiang, they were all arrogant and disdainful of others at the beginning, and did not take the geniuses of other countries seriously at all.

Lu Feng was naturally somewhat surprised to see a Tai Chi Sword Sect disciple like Xu Linfeng, who bowed and scraped from the moment he arrived, and who looked completely harmless.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you're too kind. The martial arts competition among the four kingdoms is meant to be a friendly exchange, not a fight to the death..."

Suppressing his doubts, Lu Feng returned the greeting with a cupped-hand salute, his fighting spirit undiminished. "Lu Feng of the Eastern Cloud Kingdom, humbly requesting guidance from Fellow Daoist Xu!"

Although the other party was very polite and looked harmless, not like a bad person, Lu Feng did not relax his vigilance at all and remained wary.

As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. Since his mother passed away when he was eight years old, Lu Feng had been struggling in the lower levels of the martial arts world. He had come into contact with all sorts of people, from the most rebellious to the most petty thieves, and he had a deep understanding of this.

In addition, Lu Feng's overall record has now reached 1-2. Apart from winning against the Sha Xing Brothers at the beginning, he voluntarily conceded defeat in the next two matches, and is almost on the verge of elimination.

Therefore, Lu Feng cannot afford to lose this battle, otherwise he will be completely eliminated from the next round of the single-elimination tournament!

"Tch, this kid isn't so easy to fool after all..."

Seeing that Lu Feng not only looked ready to fight but also remained wary of him, Xu Linfeng narrowed his eyes and cupped his hands in greeting again, "Xu Linfeng of the Tai Chi Sword Sect, humbly requesting guidance from Your Excellency..."

Xu Linfeng's tone remained kind, and he had a smile on his face, but a barely perceptible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.