"Alright Long Fei, you can begin."

Demon King Mo Bing urged.

Ling Feng nodded slightly, flicked his right hand, and took out Ten Directions Annihilation.

He not only wanted to display eight colors but also leave a sword mark, only then would it be truly sensational.

After all, his purpose for coming to the Dark Dragon Palace was to gain the opportunity to speak directly with the Demon Emperor Dark Dragon.

"Buzz!"

Ten Directions Annihilation trembled violently, and simultaneously, Ling Feng's body enlarged instantly, covered entirely by golden fur, directly displaying the Chaos True Body.

"Directly displaying the True Form of Demon Beast? Is it necessary?"

The genius Demons looked at each other. Although True Form of Demon Beast can enhance the combat power for the Demon Clan, this Coiling Dragon Demon Elixir tests the purity of Demon Essence, no need for the true form at this point.

"Another one without common sense!"

"Yes, quite lacking common sense!"

The demon geniuses buzzed with discussion, but some demon king powerhouses had their eyes lit up slightly, as the True Form of Demon Beast displayed by Ling Feng seemed like the legendary 'Chaos Beast'?

Numerous demon kings slowly raised their heads, few awaken Sword Essence Soul, every one of them is a genius among geniuses.

"This little guy has quite the foundation!"

Demon King Mo Bing nodded slightly, seems this time the disciple selection will yield many talented disciples.

Ling Feng slowly exhaled a murky breath since he aimed to create a sensation, then he must show substantial skill.

Under the focus of all eyes, Ling Feng appeared calm. With a wave of Ten Directions Annihilation, nine mysterious engravings surged on it.

These were engraved from the stone wall during the initial study of the "Reincarnation Burial Heaven Sword Technique", and as Ling Feng's understanding deepened, these nine engravings became one of his attack methods.

In fact, for Ling Feng to win the championship wasn't difficult, but what he truly wanted was to leave a sword mark on the Coiling Dragon Demon Elixir.

"Reincarnation Sword Slash!"

Ling Feng yelled softly, his long sword danced, intertwining the nine engravings like nine Jiao Longs.

One sword dance, Nine Dragons Fury!

As the Jiao Longs soared, a ferocious wind arose, and the momentum greatly surpassed the previous Yain Xue.

Even before Ling Feng's Sword Qi was unleashed, the eight Coiling Dragon Demon Pillars had already begun to tremble slightly.

"What swordsmanship is this? Those mysterious engravings, unheard of, never seen before!"

Demon King Mo Bing exclaimed.

The Demon Clan relies heavily on their sturdy bodies, hence in terms of cultivation techniques, they lag behind humans somewhat. Their abilities are mostly awakened from their bloodlines, rarely do Demons seriously cultivate human martial techniques.

However, those who reach the peak start realizing human creativity and begin learning from humans, adapting human cultivation techniques into various secret techniques and martial techniques suitable for Demon Clan cultivation.

Still, one is creation, the other imitation; compared to humans, Demon Clan is ultimately somewhat inferior in martial techniques.

Thus, even though Demon King Mo Bing is at the peak, he was utterly shocked upon seeing Ling Feng's swordsmanship.

Sword Qi like a dragon, momentum sky-high!

At this moment, Ling Feng's sword had already slashed down!

Boom!

Under the Reincarnation Sword Slash, the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar erupted with a loud noise, rubble flew, leaving a sword mark, and a strand of Sword Qi directly penetrated the demon pillar.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

One pillar, one pillar, another one!

All eight demon pillars were pierced through by Ling Feng's Sword Qi!

Immediately, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, the eight colors of divine light ignited simultaneously, lasting indefinitely!

"Eight-color brilliance again!"

All the demons were dumbfounded, "Since when did these once-in-a-millennium geniuses start gathering here?"

Undoubtedly, Ling Feng's achievements surpassed Mu Qianxue, as for Yain Xue, who knows where he falls behind.

"Eight colors, thirty-three breaths!"

Finally, the demon king recording the results declared "Long Fei's" performance, astonishing, heavenly-resisting, terrifying!

Unquestionably deserving of the championship!

Ling Feng revealed a hint of a smile, slowly retracting the Ten Directions Annihilation, leaping back to Mu Qianxue's side.

At this moment, who would remember Yain Xue, with these two super geniuses activating eight colors, Yain Xue was destined to be a mere foil.

"Demon... what a monster!"

"Actually pierced through the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar!"

The demon kings all praised him endlessly. Although the contestants didn't notice, they clearly saw a deep sword mark on the black Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar before Ling Feng, as deep as five inches!

Moreover, it pierced straight through, even penetrating the eight Coiling Dragon Demon Pillars behind!

This is a transcendent evil surpassing Young Palace Master Han You!

"Gulp..."

The sound of swallowing saliva was incessant. Even a powerful strike from a Demon King might not directly pierce the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar. It simply suggested that Ling Feng's sword penetration was far beyond ordinary Demon King powerhouses.

"Damn, damn it!"

Yain Xue clenched his fists tightly, even his nails dug into his palms with a trace of blood seeping out. His rather handsome face turned colorless as a surge of killing intent rose in his eyes.

This should have been the glory belonging to this young master, stolen by you, a humble ant!

"Long Fei, you deserve to die!"

Yain Xue gritted his steel teeth, roaring inwardly: The third round is a real battle, I must kill you!

After Ling Feng, only a few were left, and soon the second round of testing was all completed. Among the thousand present, only four hundred were able to stay.

If these four hundred are willing to stay, they can all become chores disciples of the Dark Dragon Palace, only those in the top hundred can become core disciples.

And in this final third round, the top eight disciples can directly become the direct disciple of eight Dark Dragon Envoys.

This is undoubtedly the supreme honor all Demon Clan geniuses yearn for.

Demon King Mo Bing shouted, "The second round ends; now you have fifteen minutes to rest, relevant staff will compile everyone's scores, stay or leave, it will be revealed after fifteen minutes."

"Yes!"

Everyone waited with expectation, hoping the God of Fortune would descend upon them.

After all, most people's scores were quite close; it could be that a mere millisecond difference results in two completely different fates.

Of course, some knew they had no chance, hanging their heads and waiting to be "sent away."

Shortly, the scores were compiled, staff announced the list from the hundredth to the four hundredth, these people each received fifty top-grade blood crystals as a reward.

Then from the tenth to the hundredth, these people received one hundred top-grade blood crystals.

"Next are the top ten competitors."

Demon King Mo Bing stepped forward appropriately, cleared his throat gently, and said faintly, "I suppose everyone already knows the positions of the top three."

"This demon king will first announce the fourth to tenth competitors; you each receive five thousand top-grade blood crystals."

One name after another was announced, those receiving blood crystals among the top ten competitors all joyfully collected their rewards. The difference in treatment between tenth and eleventh places, one receives one hundred top-grade blood crystals, the other five thousand, a disparity as vast as the Sky.

This is the law of the Dark Dragon Palace, as long as you're excellent enough, you can enjoy treatment far beyond others.

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