Violent Martial Soul System

A day later, Zhao Feng came to the foot of the mountain of Hai Lingzong.

This Sea Spirit Sect is similar to the Star Spirit Sect, and there are super masters in the sect.

In addition to these two sects, there is also a faction called Ye Lingzong.

This Martial Arts Conference was jointly held by the three sects.

There was still some time before the Martial Arts Conference started. Zhao Feng entered the Sea Spirit Sect first, received a participation token, and waited outside.

During the past few days, Zhao Feng has not been idle.

He is practicing the magic wind sword technique.

This magic wind sword technique is very powerful under the boost of Zhao Feng's heavenly sword and martial soul.

However, this magic wind sword technique is a bit special, and now Zhao Feng has only mastered 70% of it proficiently.

Seventy percent is proficient, which is not something that ordinary people can master. It takes an average warrior a month to learn a heavenly martial art.

And 70% proficiency and high-quality warriors will need several years to do it.

Divine Sword Martial Soul has increased perception by 40%. Although perception is only 140% of what it was before, martial arts are sometimes less well known.

Many warriors got stuck in one place when practicing martial arts.

This card, maybe a few years or even ten years.

But if one's comprehension is improved by 10%, maybe it can be stuck in the shackles of martial arts for more than ten years, and it will be smooth.

Therefore, this 40% of perception allowed Zhao Feng to complete the journey of others for several years in a few days.

"Seventy percent proficient in swordsmanship, even if I have heavenly martial arts, I'm afraid I can't stop it, let alone I have various combat bodies and martial arts..."

Today, the day when the martial arts conference was held, Zhao Feng walked into Hailingzong after grinning.

"Your Excellency, are you here to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, or to observe?"

Zhao Feng had just passed through the gate of Hailingzong when a pleasant voice floated over.

He turned his head and found that the speaker was a young and beautiful girl, about twenty years old.

"I'm here for the conference."

Zhao Feng smiled.

"this way please."

This Hai Lingzong disciple smiled and pointed to the road on Zhao Feng's left.

"thanks."

Zhao Feng nodded politely, turned and left, but before he had taken a few steps, someone checked the entry token.

When he signed up a few days ago, he signed up for two groups.

Because the intermediate group is held at noon, while the advanced group is held in the afternoon, time permitting.

After checking the entry token, Zhao Feng was taken to a place where there were already hundreds of fighters of all kinds.

"Your Excellency, please punch this light stone."

A male disciple of Hai Lingzong pointed to a light stone in front of him.

Zhao Feng understood that this was to test his strength, so as not to mix into the low-level group.

Because, even if the strength is suppressed, the number of soul shadows will not decrease, so it cannot be covered up.

At this time, the warriors around turned their heads to watch.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng punched lightly, and six soul shadows appeared outside his body, which were indeed six-star Wuzong.

The warriors around were just surprised, and turned their attention away from Zhao Feng's face. After all, there were many masters of six-star martial arts present.

"Six-star Martial Ancestor meets the entry requirements. Your Excellency, please don't leave this place, otherwise you will have to retest."

After the disciple finished speaking, he went to receive the others.

One after another, warriors came in, but when the time came, Hai Lingzong blocked the entrance.

Then, someone came up with two wooden boxes and drew lots for everyone.

Zhao Feng also drew lots.

Now, there are a total of hundreds of warriors gathered here, almost all of them are six-star masters, including young and old.

Therefore, Hai Lingzong divided these people into ten groups.

"Everyone please follow me."

Suddenly, an inner disciple of Hai Lingzong jumped out and took everyone away.

No one dared to have any objections. After all, every inner disciple of Hai Lingzong was at least an eight-star Wuzong, so it was more than enough to deal with them.

Afterwards, the one hundred and fifty people were brought to an arena of Hai Lingzong.

There were already a lot of people sitting on the stands on three sides of the arena, at least hundreds of them, among them were many Hailingzong disciples, Dharma protectors, and even elders.

"Everyone, there are a total of ten small arenas here, please come to your respective arenas."

Hai Lingzong's disciple said.

This is the same as what most people have guessed, they will fight in groups first, and then they will fight against other groups.

I don't know, how many people are selected for a group, is it one, or three?

Zhao Feng didn't care, he went directly to the second ring.

There are a total of ten contestants in the No. 2 ring, and they are all older than Zhao Feng. Besides, there is also an inner disciple of Hai Lingzong on the ring.

"Okay, let me tell you the rules here. One, you are not allowed to kill, otherwise you will be out of the game. Two, you lose if you fall out of the ring. Three, you can abstain."

After the disciple finished speaking, someone asked, "Brother, among the fourteen of us, how many of us can enter the second round?"

Hearing this, the disciple stretched out his finger and said, "One!"

This number also surprised the fourteen people present.

Fourteen people enter one person, this competition is not usually fierce.

Zhao Feng in the crowd was very calm. He had reserved the first place, and no one could take it away.

"No. 1 and No. 2 of the second group, come on stage!"

The inner disciple shouted, he is the referee.

Then, two people jumped onto the ring, both of them were six-star Wu Zong.

"let's start!"

After the inner disciple's words fell, the two people on the ring began to attack, swords and swords flying.

Zhao Feng under the arena looked around, and the other arenas had already started to compete.

And the spectators in the trilateral stands were also watching with great interest.

After a while, the winner of the No. 2 ring was decided. Although both of them were six-star Wuzong, No. 1 was obviously stronger, so No. 1 won.

In the second round, number three versus number four.

This time, the strengths are not the same, number three is a six-star Wuzong, and number four is a five-star Wuzong.

Not surprisingly, No. 4 lost and No. 3 advanced.

The rhythm of these people is very fast, and they can fight twice in a minute. After all, this is not a fight, but a competition.

Within a few minutes, it was Zhao Feng's turn.

"No. 10 and No. 14 of the second group are on stage!"

The inner disciple shouted.

Finally it was Zhao Feng's turn.

Zhao Feng is number ten.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng jumped onto the ring directly, and his opponent was a young man holding a long sword, who should be a child of a certain family.

"Boy, if you are a five-star Wuzong or a four-star Wuzong, just get out of the ring."

Zhao Feng just jumped on it, the young man said arrogantly.

"Unfortunately, I am a six-star Wuzong."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

- "Six-star Wu Zong? It doesn't matter, your end will also fall off the ring."

The young man glanced at Zhao Feng and said indifferently.

"Start!" The violent martial soul system