Eons Venerable Lord

Yang Zhihong rushed out without any warning. The Yuan Qi around his body was rolling and his fist shadows were whistling. The Qi of a peak Essence Condensing Stage was fully revealed.    

Ling Feng's pupils reflected Yang Zhihong's ferocious face and his powerful fist shadows. His long hair was fluttering in the wind, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind. However, he still didn't move like a clock.    

When Yang Zhihong's fist was less than a foot away from him, he suddenly moved. In an instant, he turned into a series of afterimages and threw a backhanded punch.    

The battle between the two of them was just about to begin. Every time they collided, it was incomparably fierce.    

Both of them had merged their hatred towards each other into this battle.    

Ling Feng hated Yang Zhihong, Yang Mubai, and the others. In order to kill him, they didn't hesitate to send Van Yunhe, who was ranked tenth on the Sky Ranking, to plot against him. Yang Zirong also announced that he would be expelled from the academy.    

Yang Zhihong hated Ling Feng for snatching his Blood Order inheritance slot. Without Ling Feng, it could be said that this slot would definitely belong to him.    

Although this was the first time the two of them had met today, the grudge between them seemed to have existed for a long time.    

The crowd watched as the two of them flashed left and right on the arena. Their speed was as fast as lightning. Those with lower cultivation could only see afterimages, but everyone knew how intense this battle was.    

"If you only have this much ability, I think you won't have any chance anymore!" Yang Zhihong sneered. A fist shadow turned into a giant eagle. It spread its wide wings, and its sharp pecking made people shiver.    

"Sky Eagle Kill!"    

Yang Zhihong shouted in a low voice. The giant eagle flapped its wings and let out a vague ferocious cry, then it lunged at Ling Feng.    

"This is a true Essence Condensing Stage warrior. He can transform his Yuan Qi into a form that can imitate a ferocious beast and produce an even stronger attack!"    

"I'm so envious. Essence Condensing Stage, when will I be able to reach it?!"    

Many people below the stage looked at him with envious eyes. To them, Essence Condensing Stage was like a heavenly chasm that was difficult to cross. There were even many people who would never be able to reach this step in their entire lives.    

The gap between their talent, the effort they put in the Postnatal Realm, and the amount of resources they had. All of these decided how far they could go in the future. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. The strong would become stronger and stronger. The weak would be eliminated by the world until they settled down in the long river of history. Not even dregs would remain.    

Ling Feng looked at the giant eagle that was charging towards him, bringing with it endless brutality. With an indifferent expression, he shook the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear in his hand, and the dark spear shaft lit up with a golden light. Runes kept flashing, and the spear began to tremble, emitting a powerful aura.    

"Star Dou Spear Strike!"    

With a loud shout, the long spear stabbed out, piercing through the air and producing an ear-piercing sonic boom. It carried a unique Yuan Qi mixed with spatial power as it ruthlessly stabbed into the giant eagle's head.    

Creee!    

The giant eagle let out a painful cry as its entire head exploded. It turned into chaotic Yuan Qi and rushed in all directions. Ling Feng was the first to be hit and was forced to retreat. The Yuan Qi shields blocked in front of him and gradually neutralized the impact. However, even so, he still felt a surge in his chest. He felt a sweetness in his throat, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.    

A peak Essence Condensing Stage was indeed extraordinary.    

Yang Zhihong was even more shocked than Ling Feng. He had thought that he would be able to defeat Ling Feng with just one strike, and even if he didn't lose, he would at least be seriously injured. However, Ling Feng was able to withstand it.    

"Who is this kid?"    

Confusion arose in his heart. The gap between an Energy Burst Stage and an Essence Condensing Stage was very obvious. Especially since he was at the peak of Essence Condensing Stage, he could already fully utilize his Yuan Qi. But even so, he still couldn't defeat Ling Feng. This made him extremely angry.    

"I would like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"    

Yang Zhihong's finger turned into a claw, like the sharp claw of a giant eagle, aiming at Ling Feng's neck. His speed was as fast as lightning, and his sharp Qi was frightening. If he was caught, Ling Feng's neck would instantly be smashed into pieces.    

"I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve. Let's see what you want to see!"    

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and a strange luster emerged in his pitch-black pupils. It suddenly became deep, like two bottomless whirlpools. In an instant, Yang Zhihong's movement slowed down in front of his eyes. This was the unique effect of opening the first door of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates.    

Ever since he opened the door, Ling Feng had never been able to fully utilize the function of opening the door. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was just that the Eight Inner Hidden Gates itself was an extremely profound ancient martial art. Furthermore, he had been busy improving his strength, so he didn't have the time to study it.    

"Third level of the Battle Saint Spell, Star Tremor Spear!"    

Ling Feng shouted. He shook his arm and jumped up abruptly, then he swung the spear down from the sky.    

With a bang, both of them were forced back dozens of feet. This shocked Yang Zhihong. Ling Feng was like an unkillable cockroach. No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to take advantage of Ling Feng.    

"This guy has become much stronger!"    

In the crowd, Yin Jie had a bitter expression. He had only fought Ling Feng for a month. Now, it seemed like he was no longer a match for Ling Feng. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take even one strike from Ling Feng.