C103 The Battle Against the Emperor's Book!
C103 The Battle Against the Emperor's Book!
"Di Shu, suppress your strength to the Holy Emperor with Initial Success. You are not allowed to use strength beyond this level. Those who fight with you will win if they can last more than fifty moves."
Fan Tiang looked at Di Shu and ordered him in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Di Shu's face became more serious. Of course, deep in his eyes was extreme confidence. He nodded his head lightly and smiled, "No problem. Leave it to me."
As Di Shu spoke, he touched the tip of his nose. Although it was a child's face, Di Shu's age could no longer be determined by his appearance.
Di Shu took a step forward and flew to the stage. With a wave of his left hand, a golden light poured into his body. Everyone could feel that Di Shu's aura had become much weaker, from the peak of the Great Perfection Holy Emperor to the Holy Emperor with Initial Success.
"Who's first?" Di Shu looked around and shouted.
Lin Feng glanced at Di Shu and Di Shu also looked at Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng ignored the gloominess in Di Shu's eyes. Lin Feng would not be the first to make a move.
"I'll go first, master."
Xuanyuan Mu chose to be the first to make a move. He was Di Shu's disciple and he believed that the master could not make things too difficult for him and would definitely let him pass. It was indeed true. If the disciple could become the Fifth Son of Saint, it would only benefit him.
Di Shu nodded and laughed: "Disciple, you can do it."
"Yes, master." Xuanyuan Mu nodded respectfully and then took a step forward, heading straight for Di Shu. He kicked out with his left leg with a domineering force towards Di Shu's chest.
Di Shu's expression became serious as he clenched his fists and struck Xuanyuan Mu's left leg. The two of them collided with their hands and feet, and in the next moment, they both took a step back. Xuanyuan Mu continued to attack, but Di Shu did not take the initiative to attack, but instead defended.
His goal was very simple. He wanted Xuanyuan Mu to exchange fifty moves with him and then smoothly pass the test.
The two of them had done their best, so Fan Tiang could not say that Di Shu had gone easy on him. Very quickly, Xuanyuan Mu had already exchanged fifty moves with Di Shu.
"You passed." Di Shu retracted his fist and shouted at Xuanyuan Mu.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mu cupped his fists and bowed respectfully. He was only grateful to the master.
"Who's next?" Di Shu continued to look at the dozen or so people in front of him.
"I'll do it." Jian Ya held the black sword and shouted in a deep voice. After that, he flew into the arena and attacked Di Shu with his sword.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the stage became tense. Jian Ya was strong, and now that Di Shu was also a Holy Emperor with Initial Success, he no longer had any advantage, so the battle between the two of them would definitely be very interesting.
As expected, when Jian Ya struck out with his sword, the Sword Light threatened Di Shu's life. Di Shu had no choice but to use his own weapon, which was a golden whip.
With a swing of the golden whip, it clashed with Jian Ya. Jian Ya stabbed his sword into his heart, aiming for Di Shu's fatal point. Although there was no killing intent, the hostility was very strong. Jian Ya only had one thought and that was to do his best. No matter who won or lost, he could not lose his momentum.
Di Shu was quite angry in his heart. If Jian Ya just wanted to pass the competition, he could definitely fulfill his wish. However, every move he made had the aura of a soldier, so Di Shu naturally would not show any mercy.
The golden whip was extremely powerful, and its grade was naturally higher than Jian Ya's black sword. The golden whip already belonged to the Divine Imperial Artifact, and Di Shu had already maintained his undefeated state while holding the golden whip.
The two of them fought for a hundred moves before Di Shu was able to rely on the energy of the golden whip to defeat the power of the black sword. Of course, at this time, Jian Ya had already entered the next round of the competition.
"You passed." Di Shu put away the golden whip and shouted with an indifferent expression.
Jian Ya ignored Di Shu. He put away the black sword, jumped off the stage, and stood to the side waiting for the next round of the competition.
"Who's next?" Di Shu shouted in a deep voice and continued to look at the remaining dozen or so people.
"I'll do it." The sect master of a small sect held his weapon and rushed towards Di Shu. Seeing that the two of them could successfully pass, he became confident.
Although they were on the same level, the difference in strength was still very great. Di Shu did not use a weapon and defeated the sect master of this small sect with just one move.
"You have failed. Come back in a hundred years." Di Shu shouted at the man with an indifferent expression.
The man looked a little depressed, but he was not discouraged. There were so many experts here. It was already very lucky for him to be able to enter the second round.
"Thank you, Senior Di Shu." The man cupped his fists and shouted. After that, he jumped off the stage and hid in the crowd, becoming an audience.
Then, there were challenges like that of the sect masters of many small forces. Only one of them was successful and could barely fight with Di Shu for fifty moves before entering the next round.
"Who's next?"
At this moment, only Luo Chen, Lin Feng, and Fireless were left on the stage. No matter who attacked, it would be a good show.
Lin Feng and Luo Chen looked at each other. Without hesitation, Lin Feng took a step forward and shouted in a deep voice, "I'll do it."
The moment Lin Feng walked out, everyone's gaze was already on him. The battle between the two Supreme Elders of the Divine Sect was completely equal. Lin Feng was a Holy Emperor with Initial Success, and Di Shu had also suppressed his strength to the Holy Emperor with Initial Success.
Therefore, this was a competition of equal strength, so it naturally attracted everyone's attention. Moreover, many disciples of the Divine Sect knew clearly that the hostility between Di Shu and Lin Feng was naturally not a passive competition.
Lin Feng walked up the stage and was only ten meters away from Di Shu.
"Attack now. I'll let you attack first." Di Shu shouted at Lin Feng indifferently, indicating that he was powerful.
When Lin Feng heard Di Shu's shout, he was not angry. Although Di Shu was humiliating him, the prerequisite was that he had the qualification now. Without the Great Perfection Holy Emperor, Di Shu was the same as him and did not have the qualification to say such words.
Lin Feng clenched his left hand tightly and threw a punch straight towards Di Shu's chest. Di Shu did not make a move, but defended. This was the move he had given up.
It was just that he had underestimated Lin Feng's ability and overestimated the current him.
The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a mocking smile. He used the momentum of his right leg and kicked out. With one strike, Di Shu was instantly kicked and his entire body was sent flying.
"This...?"
"How is this possible?"
Everyone's face was filled with shock as they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Lin Feng actually sent Di Shu flying with a kick?
Although it was Di Shu who let Lin Feng make the first move, Lin Feng's valiant style still made many people praise him for his courage.
If it was anyone else, even if Di Shu gave in three moves, he would not dare to make a move. What if Di Shu took revenge after recovering his strength?
However, Lin Feng had never thought about these things. If Di Shu did not even have this bit of magnanimity, then he would have lived for thousands of years in vain.
"Lin Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
Di Shu was sent flying. Of course, it was not so easy for him to fall to the ground. His left leg propped up and landed steadily on the ground, but this caused him to lose all his face in front of countless people. Being kicked away by Lin Feng made him somewhat unable to accept it. Instantly, the killing intent in his heart swept out.
With a wave of his left hand, the golden whip appeared in his hand. With a furious roar, Di Shu turned into a golden storm. No one could see Di Shu's figure clearly as a tornado rushed towards Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng frowned. Di Shu was completely enraged. This was bound to be a big battle. Lin Feng could not care about anything else but to fight for victory with all his might.
"Sword of Dominance, out!"