Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

In this current state, it is still too difficult for young people to use their family's magic.

Even the immortal magic has not been completely completed, and the immortal power in his body is not enough to continue to support it, so he can only forcefully beat out the unfinished immortal magic.

He was also confused by Zhang Yifeng. He had been pampered since he was a child, and he had never been looked down upon so much.

From childhood to adulthood, the young man has lived a life like a proud son of heaven, and he has never been looked down upon by someone like Zhang Yifeng who ascended from the lower world.

However, the young man just wanted to teach Zhang Yifeng a lesson. When Zhang Yifeng felt scared when he saw the light beam approaching, he would naturally remove the immortal magic.

In the Mingyue Sect's grand competition, disciples of the same sect are not allowed to fight each other.

What's more, he didn't even think about killing Zhang Yifeng. Although he was a bit unruly, he wouldn't kill someone just by saying a few words.

Just when he saw Zhang Yifeng absorbing his light beam with Tai Chi diagram, the young man's eyes flashed with surprise.

He actually couldn't feel the immortal magic he had released. He looked at Zhang Yifeng in horror, panic flashing in the young man's eyes.

The next second, what the young man was most worried about happened, and his beam of light was reflected intact from Zhang Yifeng's Tai Chi diagram.

The beam of light with the aura of destruction became even more violent, grazing the ground and flying into the sky next to the young man who was slumped on the ground with a look of horror on his face.

boom!

After a loud bang, the fairy power all over the sky turned into light spots and evaporated in the air.

"Is this magic? Nothing more than that."

Zhang Yifeng's cold voice came.

"You...you're okay!"

The young man looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, feeling as if the devil was right in front of him.

After the young man forcibly performed the immortal magic, all his immortal power was drained out, and now he had no strength left to resist.

On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng still had the same attitude as when he came on the field, with a calm expression as if he didn't take anything to heart.

The young man finally understood the gap between himself and Zhang Yifeng. After standing up from the ground with difficulty, he saluted Zhang Yifeng, turned around and walked directly off the ring.

Upon seeing this, the referee on the side recovered from his shock and said with a trembling tone.

"In the first game, team No. 10 won."

After the referee finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yifeng in amazement. What kind of magical power was that Tai Chi figure? It could actually resist the magic of immortality.

Not only the referee, but all the monks present looked at Zhang Yifeng as if they were looking at monsters.

Even in the stands in the distance, the Mingyue Sect leader looked slightly shocked and looked suspicious after seeing Zhang Yifeng's performance.

"Oh? It seems that the person Mr. Xianjun sent to us is not a waste."

"This child can break through to the seventh level of the Earthly Immortal Realm in such a short period of time, which shows that his talent is indeed extraordinary."

"God has really blessed our Mingyue Sect. After Elder Zhishen, our sect has another genius who will be able to shoulder important responsibilities in the future."

Listening to the praise from Master Mingyue, Liu Changkong, who was sitting on the far left, looked a little cold.

Through investigation, he already knew that the relationship between Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen was unusual.

Now besides Zhishen, Zhang Yifeng has also come into the eyes of the sect leader, so isn't his situation becoming more and more dangerous?

Liu Changkong has now made a calculation in his mind, maybe it's time to strike first.

You must nip these two guys in the cradle before they grow up in order to preserve your position.

Thinking of this, Liu Changkong's expression became colder and colder.

"I surrender!"

On the competition stage, Team No. 12 lost the help of the young man from the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and did not have the courage to face Zhang Yifeng, so they simply chose to surrender.

After walking off the competition stage, Zhang Yifeng returned to Chen Chao with a relaxed expression.

At this time, Wang Meng slowly woke up, opened his eyes and glanced at Zhang Yifeng and Chen Chao in confusion.

"What's going on? Did we lose?"

Wang Meng lowered his head and asked Zhang Yifeng in a somewhat depressed mood.

Zhang Yifeng and Chen Chao looked at each other, and Chen Chao smiled awkwardly and said to Wang Meng.

"Senior Brother Wang, please relax first and wait a moment. We have already ensured our qualifications for the top five."

Chen Chao said earnestly to Wang Meng who was sitting on the ground.

"ah?"

Wang Meng was stunned on the spot when he heard this. Are they in the top five?

What was going on? He remembered that before he was knocked down, he didn't even hurt the young man.

"Don't worry, senior brother. What senior brother Chen Chao said is true. We have indeed kept our qualifications for the top five."

"Now we just have to wait for the remaining four teams to finish, and after the remaining two teams are eliminated, we can continue to advance towards the semi-finals."

Wang Meng was a little confused. He stood up and looked at the monks watching from a distance, and saw them all looking at him excitedly.

Obviously, if it hadn't been for some shocking scene that had just happened on the field, they wouldn't have shown such expressions.

"Okay, senior brother, just keep recovering. If anything happens later, I'll just go up and deal with it."

Zhang Yifeng patted Wang Meng's shoulder to reassure him, then raised his head and looked at the competition on the field.

Time passed quickly, and finally the two remaining spots were confirmed, namely Team No. 15, which also had ninth-level monks from the Earthly Immortal Realm, and Team No. 20, which had just won.

So far, the only teams left on the field are No. 2, No. 5, No. 10, No. 15 and No. 20.

Next, each team needs to send a player to draw lots and decide the next opponent.

The only team that draws a red lottery will receive a bye in this round and automatically advance to the next semi-final.

Regarding this rule, no monk dares to say a word that is unfair, because this rule was decided by Mingyue Sect Master after consultation with the senior officials.

If you say this rule is unfair, it will undoubtedly be a slap in the face of Mingyue Sect Master, but no one dares to do this.

This time, Zhang Yifeng decided to go up and draw lots himself, leaving Chen Chao to stay where he was and take care of Wang Meng.

Each team saw that it was Zhang Yifeng who came up to draw lots, and each team also sent the strongest monk in the team to draw lots.

Now, except for the No. 5 team and the No. 15 team, the other two teams, in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, are just here to accompany him.

Between the two teams No. 5 and No. 15, Zhang Yifeng paid special attention to Ouyang Zi of the No. 5 team.

This guy's strength is really good. Zhang Yifeng couldn't win against him for a while.

However, as long as Zhang Yifeng delays for a while and wastes Ouyang Zi's energy, it is not impossible to win.

Arriving in front of the referee, the five people, including Zhang Yifeng, drew the lottery for their respective teams.

The order of the battle this time is based on the length of the lottery, long and long, short and short.

When Zhang Yifeng saw the lottery in his hand, he had a look of dumbfounding on his face.

At this time, everyone displayed the lottery in their hands in front of everyone.