Peerless Martial God 2

Qilin had an absolute advantage in the battle. Although his opponent was also a Half-Step Holy Emperor, there was still a lot of difference between him and Qilin. At least, Lin Feng himself thought so.    

    

Sure enough, after the opponent took a blow from Qilin, he couldn't take it any longer and fell off the arena, losing the match.    

    

"Ten thousand Divine Stones."    

    

The moment Qilin won the battle, he saw a white-bearded old man beside the battle stage wave his left hand. With a flash of golden light, Qilin held it in his hand and kept it in his Space Ring.    

    

Qilin curled his lips in satisfaction and smiled. He turned around and was about to walk off the stage when his eyes suddenly focused. Then, his eyes revealed a sinister intent, because he saw Lin Feng.    

    

Song Zhuang glanced at Qilin, then looked at Lin Feng, who was beside him, and nodded with a smile, as if he knew what was going on.    

    

"Lin Feng, if you win against him, you can obtain twenty thousand Divine Stones." Song Zhuang said to Lin Feng with a bright smile, as if he was encouraging Lin Feng to participate in the battle.    

    

When Qilin heard Song Zhuang's words, his face immediately turned cold as he stared at Song Zhuang.    

    

Song Zhuang was also smiling as he looked at Qilin. Just as the latter was about to angrily berate him, his eyes suddenly filled with fear. Song Zhuang was still smiling brightly, but Qilin avoided Song Zhuang's gaze with a face full of fear.    

    

"Lin Feng, the Divine Stone is a good thing for cultivation. If you can't obtain it, when can you continue to advance?" Song Zhuang turned around and said to Lin Feng with a smile, causing Lin Feng's heart to be moved.    

    

Indeed, if one only relied on comprehension, there might not even be a chance to comprehend it in a hundred years. The Divine Stone was the best way to advance. Absorbing the energy within the Divine Stone could help him increase his Elemental Strength, so the chance of advancing would be much higher. No wonder there were so many experts in the Divine Land. It turned out that they all relied on the Divine Stone to cultivate, which was something that did not exist in the Nine Empyreans Continent.    

    

"If I keep winning the competition, will I be able to obtain the Divine Stone?" Lin Feng looked at Song Zhuang and asked.    

    

"You keep winning? You should be able to get twenty thousand if you win, ten thousand if you win, ten thousand if your opponent loses, a total of twenty thousand Divine Stones for a competition. "Song Zhuang replied in a deep voice.    

    

Hearing that, Lin Feng nodded his head and with a light step, he flew up to the stage. Immediately, many of the onlookers cried out in alarm, and there was another show to watch.    

    

"Qilin, are you interested in playing with me?" Lin Feng asked Qilin with a smile, causing the latter's face to immediately turn gloomy.    

    

Qilin really wanted to fight with Lin Feng. He wanted to kill Lin Feng and hated him all the time, but he still glanced at Song Zhuang. Seeing Song Zhuang nod his head, Qilin took a deep breath and clenched his fists.    

    

"If you want to play, play big!" the qilin growled, his face grim.    

    

"Oh? Play something big? What kind of great method?" Lin Feng looked at Qilin with interest and asked.    

    

"If I win, you have to kneel down and crawl out from my crotch." Qilin shouted coldly, his eyes filled with determination to win.    

    

"Then what if you lose?" Lin Feng's expression did not change as he asked, which made Kylin sneer. He could not help but ridicule, "Will I lose?"    

    

"Will I lose? Who was the one who had no choice but to send the Fourth Son of Saint to stop me that day?" When Lin Feng heard Qilin's words, he couldn't help but laugh in ridicule.    

    

Lin Feng's words immediately caused Qilin's face to turn gloomy. That day, it was because of Lin Feng that he had lost all his face. This time, he had to get it all back.    

    

"Fourth Son of Saint?" When Song Zhuang heard Lin Feng's words, he could not help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. After that, he could not help but laugh and continue to look at the stage.    

    

"Lin Feng, I will definitely win today!" Qilin clenched his fists and shouted with a firm expression.    

    

"No, no, no matter who wins or loses, this bet is necessary. How about this, if I win, you kneel down and call me Grandpa Lin Feng three times. How about that?"    

    

Lin Feng said to Qilin with a teasing smile.    

    

Hearing this, Qilin's face immediately turned cold, but in the end, he still agreed, because Qilin had the confidence that he would not lose.    

    

"Begin!"    

    

Seeing that the two of them had finished their discussion, the white-bearded old man beside the stage shouted in a deep voice. With a wave of his hands, the entire stage was wrapped up in Elemental Strength to prevent the two of them from injuring the innocent in their battle.    

    

Before the old man finished speaking, Qilin had already made his move. The Tao Meaning of Slaughter swept out, and like the roar of God of Killing, it blew Lin Feng's long hair into the air, and a terrifying aura rushed towards Lin Feng's chest. This time, Lin Feng truly felt that Qilin's strength had increased by quite a bit compared to before. This should be the effect of the Divine Stone.    

    

Lin Feng also made his move. With a wave of his left hand, the Meaning of Devil Tao swept over, and like ten thousand crazy demons, the Devil Qi scattered. In the end, everyone discovered in horror that the barrier that the old man had set up had actually started to be devoured, and there was not a single trace left.    

    

"This...?" When the white-bearded old man saw this scene, his face immediately turned pale. He found it hard to believe that Lin Feng's Devil Will could actually devour the defensive Elemental Strength?    

    

Lin Feng ignored these small matters. The terrifying Will of Devil Dao clashed with the Tao Meaning of Slaughter, and one could imagine how terrifying it was. After the sound of the explosion, Lin Feng's feet collapsed, and he flew straight into the sky.    

    

Qilin let out a muffled groan and took a step back. Then, his figure disappeared from where he stood and appeared behind Lin Feng.    

    

"Second Level Meaning of Dao of Speed? Hehe, no wonder you became so confident. So that's how it is?" Lin Feng sneered as he looked at Qilin behind him.    

    

Previously, Qilin only grasped the Tao Meaning of Slaughter, but now that the Second Level Meaning of Dao had increased the Tao Meaning of Velocity, no wonder he could be so arrogant.    

    

However, if it was some other Tao Meaning, Lin Feng might take it seriously, but the Tao Meaning of Velocity, his own Tao Meaning of Space was the perfect counter, so it was like a dream for an expert of the Tao Meaning of Velocity to take advantage of him.    

    

With a casual wave of Lin Feng's hand, the surrounding space was split apart, and time and space stopped. Qilin was alarmed to find that his advantage in speed had disappeared in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had arrived beside him. He threw a punch at Qilin's chest.    

    

The Qilin's face was grim and his eyes were sinister. He knew he couldn't lose, or else he would feel even more humiliated.    

    

Qilin laughed sinisterly. Suddenly, with a wave of his left hand, a tiny silver light flashed out and rushed towards Lin Feng's chest at an extremely fast speed.    

    

Hidden weapon!    

    

Lin Feng could clearly see the silver light flying towards his chest. Lin Feng let out a deep shout, and the Will of Devil Dao protected his body, but he discovered that the silver light could pierce through the Will of Devil Dao.    

    

"Not good." Lin Feng's expression changed greatly, and then he struck out with both of his palms. The huge Elemental Strength forced back the silver light, and with a step forward, Lin Feng left this space. At the same time, the space in front of Qilin shattered, and Qilin once again disappeared from this space.    

    

With the first loss, Qilin would not fall for it a second time. Lin Feng touched his chest and almost got hurt by Qilin's hidden weapon.    

    

"Lin Feng, go to hell, haha!"    

    

Suddenly, a furious roar came from high up in the sky, and the tone was filled with malevolence and malice. Everyone could only see that from all directions around Lin Feng, there was nothing but this tiny silver light, something that looked like a silver needle.    

    

Lin Feng's face immediately darkened, and his heart began to burn with anger.    

    

"Hmph, since you are so stubborn, I'll teach you a lesson. What is the real hidden weapon!"    

    

Lin Feng shouted angrily. With a wave of his robe, countless white lights flashed past, instantly shattering the silver light in all directions. Furthermore, the white light shot out in all directions at the fastest speed possible, because Qilin would always be standing in a certain direction.    

    

Sure enough, the white light shot out, and there was a scream from the east, and then everyone saw that behind the clouds, the qilin held its arm and fell, smashing into the ground.    

    

Lin Feng stepped forward and arrived in front of Qilin. He held a thin silver needle in his left hand. When Qilin saw the silver needle in his hand, his eyes narrowed.