His achievements gave him much fame and he was known throughout the Great Country. His position in the Iron Blood Religion was also high.

  Furthermore, the Deputy Patriarch also placed great importance on him.

  “Why don’t we let Jiang Sanfeng and Zhao Feng spar to be fair?”


  The white haired regulations elder smiled faintly.

  She understood the Deputy Patriarch’s meaning.

  Tiemo could easily decide in this situation but he didn’t.

  “Chapter Leader Zhao, what do you think?”


  The blood hair coloured Tiemo’s mouth curled up. He wanted to use this chance to see Zhao Feng’s growth.

  “Sure.”


  Zhao Feng nodded his head and rose from his seat.

  He obviously wanted to get the preordered spot so that he wouldn’t need to participate in that long trial.

  The upper echelon were all full of expectation.

  Boom!

  A stage that was a hundred yards wide appeared in the centre of the great hall and it was enveloped in a deep blue semi-sphere.

  Shua Shua!

  Zhao Feng and Jiang Sanfeng both leaped into the stage.

  “Hmm?”


  Zhao Feng felt his body drop and found that this stages’ gravity was ten times more than normal. All his actions became slow and tiring. If it was a weaker cultivator at the Ascended Realm, they would probably instantly vomit blood when placed in this environment.