The Art of Chaotic Divinity

The ten arena platforms were completely isolated from one another, so the contestants had virtually no idea what was happening in the other groups.

Just as Ling Feng was wondering about Tuoba Yan and the others' situation...

Boom!

The Sunset Gate towering atop Long Xiao Sacred Mountain trembled once again.

As the gate shook, everyone was simultaneously pulled into another round of teleportation.

The hundred geniuses who had advanced into the third round suddenly felt the world spinning beneath their feet. Their positions were shuffled once more before they were redistributed into entirely new groups.

By the time Ling Feng regained his senses, he had already been placed into Group Three.

The hundred top geniuses were divided into ten groups, with only ten people in each group.

Without question, every single one of them stood among the Dongling Region's absolute first-rate geniuses.

As Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and swept his gaze across the members of his group, a cold and sharp stare immediately shot toward him.

"Hm?"

Ye Changge found it somewhat hard to believe.

Judging from the information transmitted by the inscriptions on Ling Feng's forehead, Ling Feng had actually achieved twenty consecutive victories in the second round!

Could it be that Ling Feng had not encountered a single truly strong opponent yet?

Based on the strength Ling Feng displayed during the martial exchange gathering, he was certainly stronger than Liu Donglin, but it still seemed absurd for him to remain undefeated throughout the Top Hundred battles.

After thinking it over, Ye Changge could only attribute it to Ling Feng's outrageous luck.

After all, the fellow possessed the Nine-Dragon Supreme Fortune above his head. When it came to luck, even if all the geniuses combined their fortune together, it probably still would not compare to Ling Feng alone.

Still, remaining undefeated until now was actually a good thing.

That way, if he encountered Ling Feng himself, the fortune power he could seize would reach its maximum value.

As his gaze shifted toward the others in the group, Ye Changge suddenly shook his head and laughed.

"This group is getting interesting."

Ling Feng also glanced around before rubbing his nose helplessly.

On the elders' platform, Elder Haoling of Wulei Sacred Land revealed a look of surprise, his eyes gleaming brightly.

"This third group is quite something. Several experts with the potential to contend for the top ten have all been thrown together. Murong Bai, Ye Changge, and Wang Qian are actually in the same group!"

Meanwhile, Pavilion Master Xiaoyun of Yunluo Sacred Land focused his gaze on Ling Feng, who also stood within the same group. His brows furrowed slightly.

With Ling Feng here as well, Wang Qian would most likely lose any chance of entering the top ten.

Inside Group Three's arena zone, Murong Bai's expression immediately darkened after seeing the group assignments.

In this year's Sunset Heaven Selection, the first-tier echelon naturally consisted of Shi Haoxuan, Ye Ting, and Ao Jue.

The second-tier echelon belonged to Gu Changfeng, Li Yanluo, and Gongsun Long.

As for Murong Bai himself, he belonged to the third tier alongside Wang Qian and Ye Changge.

Yet before the top ten battles had even begun, all three of them had already been thrown into the same group.

Suddenly, Murong Bai noticed Ling Feng standing nearby.

He had not expected Ling Feng to end up in the same group as well. If that was the case, then the two of them would most likely both be eliminated in this round.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Bai walked over and lightly patted Ling Feng's shoulder. When he discovered Ling Feng had advanced with twenty consecutive victories, his eyelids twitched slightly.

"Junior Brother Ling, you actually managed twenty straight wins. Looks like your luck has been pretty good."

"Hehe, my luck's been decent. I just haven't run into any real experts yet. Not sure how long that luck will last."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. He was not deliberately acting arrogant either. In his eyes, Wang Qian genuinely did not qualify as a real expert.

Murong Bai burst into laughter.

"With the Nine-Dragon Supreme Fortune on your body, if you aren't lucky, then who would be?"

Then his expression became more serious.

"However, this round is different. Every contestant has to fight everyone else in the group, so luck won't help anymore. And this particular group..."

Murong Bai shook his head bitterly.

"This group has both Ye Changge and Wang Qian. With your current strength, I'm afraid... sigh. Just do your best to secure qualification."

Although Murong Bai acknowledged Ling Feng's strength, his cultivation realm was still too low.

Ling Feng merely smiled without explaining anything.

Was Wang Qian really that strong?

He was already a defeated opponent.

As for Ye Changge, perhaps he was somewhat stronger than Wang Qian, but Ling Feng still did not place him in his eyes.

Murong Bai completely failed to notice Ling Feng's expression. Instead, he continued advising him earnestly.

"Junior Brother Ling, if you end up fighting those two, especially Wang Qian, be careful. He bears quite a deep grudge against you, so there's no guarantee he won't strike viciously when given the chance. If you encounter him, absolutely do not fight head-on. Even if you lose to him, there's no shame in it. After all, he's the chief inner sect disciple of Yunluo Sacred Land's younger generation."

After a slight pause, he added firmly:

"As for you, if this year doesn't work out, then wait another ten years. Ten years from now, this generation will belong to you."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose and smiled lightly.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Murong. I'll be careful."

Murong Bai sighed helplessly.

What a pity. If Ling Feng's luck had been slightly better, he might truly have had a chance to fight for a top ten position as the group's first-place finisher.

Buzz!

Space around Ling Feng suddenly trembled before teleporting him directly onto the arena stage.

Ling Feng felt somewhat speechless.

The very first battle had already landed on him!

He landed steadily atop the arena, but after seeing his opponent clearly, his expression immediately turned strange.

As for the contestant standing opposite him, the moment he saw Ling Feng, his face became incomparably ugly.

That person was none other than Wang Qian, who had already lost to Ling Feng once before.

The chief inner sect disciple of Yunluo Sacred Land, Wang Qian!

Yet Wang Qian did not even dare step onto the stage.

Standing outside the arena, he declared in utter frustration:

"I concede!"