Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Five figures shuttled through the sea of ​​fog. Although it was difficult to identify the direction in such an environment, the old man in white shirt was leading everyone forward quickly with a familiarity.

There were four men and one woman behind the old man. Except for a young man who looked like the youngest, he was looking around with a casual expression, but the others followed closely behind him with serious expressions. The youngest boy was Zuo Feng.

Soon a towering huge gray-black stone tower appeared in front of everyone. Zuo Feng was the first to notice that many people had gathered around the stone tower. At a rough glance, there were probably no less than twenty people divided into groups, each sitting cross-legged and meditating.

The arrival of Zuo Feng and his party immediately attracted the attention of some other people, who curiously focused their gazes here. Zuo Feng and the four others followed Uncle Tian and found an open space outside the stone tower. They also sat cross-legged like the others and looked at the other groups of people.

Uncle Tian seemed to be very familiar with the older people who had arrived before. He smiled and stepped forward to chat. Zuo Feng noticed that there were a total of twenty-four people of similar age to them, and they should belong to other forces from all directions.

Dongjun has a total of three important cities like Yancheng. Each city has one city lord and two deputy commanders. Plus the Dongjun side has a total of forty-eight people participating in the trial. Zuo Feng already knows that this year's trial is completely different from previous years. The most important thing is that this year the county guard can exclude twelve people from participating in the trial.

Zuo Feng began to think that this kind of trial should be carried out in the form of a team competition. But after Uncle Tian explained it in the stone house the day before, he learned that the spiral tower actually allowed contestants to randomly encounter opponents and compete alone. In this way, although the county guard side has a numerical advantage, it is not impossible for other teams to win.

While thinking about it, Zuo Feng also began to carefully look at the people in the other groups. As Zuo Feng had guessed before, the age requirement for participants in the Spiral Tower Trial was no more than eighteen years old, and looking at the ages of the other team members, they all looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.

The strength of this group of people is roughly the same, and it is difficult to judge the specific strength level of each other. If Zuo Feng could use his telekinesis to explore like before, he would be able to roughly judge the strength of the people in front of him. At the moment, he can only feel it through intuition.

Although this kind of intuitive impression cannot determine the opponent's strength, it also allows Zuo Feng to lock in a few people who need special attention.

Among them was a young man with long hair shawl, who was raising a wine bottle in his hand and taking a gulp of it. A rather beautiful yellow-haired woman was sitting alone in a corner. She seemed to be a little out of place with her teammates. If you look closely, this woman actually had a pair of green eyes. In addition, there was a thin young man with a sallow face. This young man looked like a sick man and would cough lightly from time to time.

What surprised him was that there was a young man who looked about the same age as Zuo Feng in the northeast corner. The young man is extremely short in stature, probably more than half a head shorter than Zuo Hou. Judging from his appearance, he is about twelve or thirteen years old, but judging from his calm and calm appearance, it seems that he is not as simple as an ordinary young man.

Although these people were as calm and composed as the others, Zuo Feng's keen hearing judged that these people were breathing long and long. They were obviously people with long Qi veins and advanced cultivation. Zuo Feng also paid special attention to these people.

Just as Zuofeng was overwhelming a few people around him, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded in the forest. Then a dozen young men wearing silver armor appeared at the edge of the clearing. These people immediately attracted the attention of others as soon as they arrived. In addition to the distinctive silver armor and their large number of people, Zuo Feng immediately recognized that they belonged to the Sheriff's Mansion.

Among these people, there was naturally the masked man who looked a little familiar to Zuo Feng. After the group of them arrived, they just glanced at it casually and then found a place to sit down.

Zuo Feng always felt that he had seen that young man wearing a mask before, but he could never figure out where he had met him. While Zuo Feng was trying to remember, there was another mess of footsteps.

Then two waves of people appeared at the edge of the clearing at the same time, and a fat old man who was very familiar to Zuo Feng appeared in Zuo Feng's field of vision. When Zuo Feng saw the fat old man, his eyes instantly turned cold.

This fat old man was none other than Manager Wang of Zhang Yu's Mansion, who had once attacked Zuo Feng in a restaurant. As soon as he appeared, he felt an unkind gaze looking at him, and then he noticed Zuo Feng sitting not far away.

When he saw Zuo Feng, Manager Wang's fat face couldn't help but beat a few times, and then he snorted coldly and walked towards Uncle Tian's group.

Zuo Feng's eyes casually swept across the four people behind him, and the next moment his eyes rested on a handsome young man.

"Fujikata, why are you here?"

This represents one of the members of Zhang Yu's commanding team, Fujikata, who has been defeated by Zuo Feng many times. His appearance surprised Zuo Feng because he had never heard that Teng Fang would join Zhang Yu's side to participate in the trial.

"Hmph, are you the only one allowed to come? Let me tell you Zuo Feng, if you and I encounter each other during the trial, don't expect me to show mercy to you for the sake of my fellow villagers."

After listening to Teng Fang's words, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth. Although he didn't know the hidden meaning of this, he could guess that this was definitely Zhang Yu's secret work.

His expression changed slightly several times, and Zuo Feng finally just sighed. It wasn't that he felt sorry for Fujikata, but that someone like his master had given birth to such an ignorant son.

Seeing Zuo Feng's expression, Fujikata coldly said "pretending" and quickly followed the others, ignoring Zuo Feng who looked helpless.

At this time, Zuo Feng had a burning anger in his heart, and this anger was directed at Commander Zhang Yu. Since Teng Fang followed Manager Wang here, he would never listen to his own persuasion, and Zuo Feng didn't intend to waste any time talking with him on this matter.

At this moment, another group of people appeared in the open space outside the stone tower. At this time, all the teams participating in the trial had arrived, and Uncle Tian and others immediately returned to their teams.

An old man in blue shirt who chatted with Uncle Tian before seems to be responsible for managing this place. The old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his white hair was tied back by a hemp rope. Although he looks like an ordinary old man on the surface, there is a faint flash of light in his eyes, and he should be a warrior who has reached the Qi refining stage.

"Now that all the teams have arrived, we will seize the time to conduct the following competition."

The old man spoke slowly at this time, and then he stopped talking and looked at Uncle Tian and several other leaders casually. Uncle Tian and others immediately understood, strode forward, and followed the old man in blue linen to the bottom of the stone tower.

Where they were, there were ten square bumps the size of a palm. These people pressed their palms on it without any instructions, and then after the old man in green linen uttered the word "open", everyone pressed the protrusion down at the same time.

As the protrusions were slowly pressed down, there were sounds of metal collisions and gear rolling. The other people were normal, but Manager Wang was obviously a little powerless, and his fat face had turned purple.

Several other people, including the old man in green shirt, looked at Manager Wang with some displeasure. At this time, Manager Wang also felt that he was too embarrassed, so he gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan, and then the square stone he pressed slowly went downwards.

"puff"

Just when Manager Wang's square stone was pressed down like the others, whether it was too hard or for some other reason, an extremely indecent exhaust sound came from behind his butt.

The old man in green shirt and others were okay, but the young people behind him could not hold back. After a moment of silence, they burst into laughter.

At this time, Manager Wang turned around with shame and anger and glared at those who were laughing. Although Zuo Feng did not laugh so exaggeratedly, he still stared at Manager Wang with a joking expression.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Manager Wang seemed to be specifically targeting Zuo Feng, and said coldly: "Little brat, why are you laughing? Are you so impatient?"

When Zuo Feng heard what Manager Wang said, his face suddenly turned cold, but before Zuo Feng could speak, Uncle Tian spoke first with a cold voice.

"Why, Manager Wang's injuries seem to have been healed. I'm afraid he has forgotten a lot of things."

As soon as Uncle Tian's voice fell, Manager Wang's expression suddenly became extremely ugly. After being kicked by Uncle Tian last time, he lay in bed for more than two months. If the injuries on his body had not healed, he would not have caused the embarrassing scene just now. After snorting coldly, Manager Wang simply kept silent and returned to the team he brought.

At this time, the sound of gears rolling and metal colliding gradually stopped, but it only paused for a moment before bursts of water sounds came from beneath the ground. The sound of the water became louder and louder, and finally the earth began to tremble slightly, and then the stone tower began to rotate slightly.

Only then did Zuo Feng realize why the huge stone tower in front of him was called the Spiral Tower. It turned out that the power of the underground river was used to drive such a huge stone tower. Looking at it, all the mechanisms inside are powered by the underground river.

As soon as the stone tower shook, the old man in green shirt took out an hourglass from his arms and placed it on the stone platform beside him. Then he pointed to a stone box beside the stone platform and said: "Now follow the previous rules and start preparing to draw lots."

Zuo Feng observed carefully. The leader of each group put in a piece of paper at a time, and then the old man in green shirt drew lots. Then those whose names are called will go up to the stone tower platform in order. Zuo Feng understands that by doing this, he will not encounter people in his group in the first round.

As the names were called one by one, Zuo Feng's teammates also went to the platform of the stone tower. Zuo Feng didn't know whether it was Uncle Tian's deliberate arrangement or a coincidence. It wasn't until the last round of drawing that the old man in green shirt slowly named Zuo Feng's name.