Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Wow, that's amazing!!"

"Even Duan Renzhi, a fourth-level Yuanhai Realm cultivator, was no match for him!"

"Moreover, this person looks completely unfamiliar and doesn't seem like a regular at the Dragon Arena. Where did this person come from...?"

Seeing Lu Feng win so easily, some spectators on the surrounding high platforms were also secretly amazed, their eyes filled with surprise.

After all, although Duan Renzhi was just a rogue cultivator with no powerful background, his cultivation level was not weak, having reached the fourth level of the Yuanhai Realm!

However, when facing Lu Feng, Duan Renzhi was not only completely powerless to fight back, but he couldn't even withstand a single move from the former, which naturally surprised the audience!

"Has the next match not started yet?"

Facing the surprised gazes of the large audience on the surrounding high platform, Lu Feng did not feel smug. He merely glanced back at the pockmarked man in charge of the refereeing next to the ring.

As the saying goes, time is life, and life is money.

He doesn't have that much time to waste here.

Lu Feng naturally planned to finish the next two matches quickly, then take the money and leave!

"Uh, sorry to have kept you waiting, young hero. The next match will begin shortly!"

Seeing Lu Feng urging him on, the pockmarked man didn't dare to delay and immediately announced the next opponent, "The duel continues...!"

"Next match, on the Jade Arena, Lu Feng vs. Zhu Zhanji!"

"Hmph, finally it's my turn...!"

As the pockmarked man gave the order, a figure in a tight-fitting outfit descended from the sky and landed steadily in the center of the arena. His slightly sinister young face was full of fighting spirit, as if he had been waiting for this battle for a long time.

"This aura...is it from someone at the sixth level of the Yuanhai Realm?"

Sensing the same Yuan Qi aura emanating from the man in the tight-fitting clothes, which was no weaker than his own, Lu Feng raised an eyebrow, then smiled slightly, "Heh, finally a worthy opponent..."

"Unfortunately, the weak are ultimately just weak; no matter how much they struggle and resist, they can never escape their fate of defeat..."

"The Zhu family, Zhu Zhanji!"

Seeing Lu Feng's composed expression, seemingly not considering him a formidable opponent, Zhu Zhanji did not become angry. He merely cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "I am well aware of your considerable strength, and you did not use your full strength in the previous battle..."

"However, as a descendant of the Zhu family, one of the five great families of Jinling City, I will never back down in the face of battle. I humbly request your guidance..."

After speaking, Zhu Zhanji flicked his sleeves and gave Lu Feng a fist salute, clearly showing that although he was arrogant, he knew that Lu Feng was not someone to be trifled with.

"So you're a descendant of the Zhu family...."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's politeness, Lu Feng was also somewhat surprised and immediately said, "I never expected that a descendant of the Zhu family, one of the five great families of Jinling City, would be in dire straits and have to come to the Dragon Arena to fight. This is truly quite rare..."

"You flatter me, sir. Making money is just a minor incident. For me, battle and honing my skills are the real goals...!"

Faced with Lu Feng's teasing, Zhu Zhanji remained unfazed and simply said...

"Heh, compared to that Duan guy from before, you're quite polite..."

"Since that's the case, then so be it...!"

Seeing this, Lu Feng stopped wasting words. He raised his right hand slightly, a fighting spirit flashing in his eyes. "Lu Feng, please enlighten me!"

...

Meanwhile, in a luxurious private box at the Dragon Arena...

"Hmm? This kid named Lu Feng seems to have some skill..."

Zhang Shunfei stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Lu Feng on the arena not far away through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window of the private room, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Although Lu Feng's current strength is not enough to be promoted to a silver-level assassin, his opponent is quite young and has a very unfamiliar appearance. He is likely a rogue cultivator from outside the area with no background or backing.

These powerful independent cultivators from outside the region are naturally the first targets that the Dragon Arena wants to recruit!

In addition, Sikong Zhuiyang gave Zhang Shunfei a strict order: he must recruit at least five newcomers with the potential to become "silver-medal killers" within half a month.

Therefore, seeing that Lu Feng's performance was quite good and that he was quite young, Zhang Shunfei naturally had the idea of ​​winning him over.

"Someone come here!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Shunfei flicked his sleeves and immediately gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

The next moment, two strange figures emerged from nowhere on either side of the private room. They were shrouded in black, making it impossible to see their faces. They seemed to be one of the assassins from the Dragon Arena, and they were completely subservient to Zhang Shunfei!

"You two, get me some information on this guy named Lu Feng..."

Glancing at the two black-clad assassins kneeling behind him, Zhang Shunfei said calmly, exuding an aura of authority, "Remember, it's all the information. Not a single detail can be missed, or you two won't need to come back to see me...!"

"Yes, Master Fei!"

Upon receiving Zhang Shunfei's order, the two assassins in black exchanged a glance, then quickly bowed and accepted the command. They then slowly vanished into the darkness, as if they had never existed.

...

Meanwhile, at the Dragon Arena, somewhere on the Emerald Arena...

The fierce battle continues!

Rumble...!

A deafening roar of energy blasting through the air rang out, and in the next moment, most of the jade arena was reduced to a mess, with rubble and debris everywhere, as if it had been turned upside down.

As for Lu Feng and Zhu Zhanji, they both retreated rapidly and landed on either side of the arena. They seemed to be evenly matched, but the former only retreated five or six steps, while the latter retreated dozens of steps and almost fell off the arena!

"Wow, that's amazing!!"

"This person is definitely not so easy to deal with...!"

Looking down once more at the ground beneath his feet, where he was about to fall off the stage, Zhu Zhanji's face was filled with solemnity, and his fear intensified.

Although his cultivation level was almost the same as Lu Feng's, both being at the sixth level of the Yuanhai Realm, the latter's overall strength was clearly superior!

In addition, as a descendant of the Zhu family, one of the five major families in Jinling City, Zhu Zhanji also had a keen eye. He could naturally see that Lu Feng had not used his full strength in this battle and was still in complete control!

"Looks like that's the only option left...!"

"Otherwise, I will undoubtedly lose...!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath, then clasped his hands together abruptly, chanting incantations as if performing some kind of mysterious forbidden technique: "The crane's cry is like a flute, the ethereal melody is faint, all the cranes gather, their sound resounding in all directions...!"

Boom!

As the final incantation fell, a mysterious aura of illusion suddenly erupted from Zhu Zhanji's body, causing Lu Feng on the opposite side of the arena to narrow his eyes in surprise. "This aura is... an illusion?"