The King of Urban Mercenaries

For Lin Fei, the day went by incredibly fast. With just a blink of his eye, the day was over. When Lin Fei opened his eyes, the surrounding cultivators stood up and headed towards the arena.

Today is a critically important day. The forty elite figures selected from more than 100,000 people will compete and spar on the arena at Qianhuang Peak.

Lin Fei and the others returned to the original place. It was still the same place, but now each platform had only ten people remaining, adding up to only forty.

Therefore, for this battle, the number of people is too small, or it could be said that the selection was too strict. After all, selecting just over forty people from over 100,000 is really hard to accept.

Moreover, according to the rules of Qianhuang Peak, not all forty are allowed to go to Central State. Only a few of them will be able to go, while the rest must all remain.

In fact, it might only be four! And there’s not even a certainty of four people. According to the elders of Qianhuang Peak, the four must continue to compete, and only the victor will have more opportunities to go to Central State to compete with the young talents there.

At this point, a powerful person finally arrived. His name is Mu Liangfeng, the Sect Master of Qianhuang Peak, accompanied by the familiar old Sect Master, who looks kindly and approachable.

However, Lin Fei knows this guy is not even as good as the old man cleaning the Book Pavilion. At least the old man taught Lin Fei the Godspeed Talisman. But this guy? He tricked Lin Fei out of his Divine Artifact and then colluded with Dugu Aotian to deceive him.

Thinking of this, Lin Fei couldn’t help but want to see the old man sweeping the floor. It was an idea he’s had from the start, but there’s no way; Lin Fei was afraid of being exposed, so he could only hold back.

After all, if he went there and the old man called his name or something, there were a lot of people inside.

So Lin Fei decided to handle this matter first and then go to that old man afterward.

Besides the old Sect Master, there were two more people who caught Lin Fei’s attention, and one of them was very familiar to him—Miss Xiaoqing.

Miss Xiaoqing was following behind a very dignified middle-aged man. Furthermore, that middle-aged man was given great respect by both the Sect Master and the old Sect Master, even allowing him to sit in the main seat. However, the middle-aged man directly sat in a guest seat, leaving the main seat to the old Sect Master and Sect Master.

Finally, the helpless old Sect Master and Sect Master had no choice but to let the Sect Master sit in the main seat, presiding over the competition as the primary organizer. The old Sect Master, having retired, could only sit as a guest to observe the competition and provide assistance.

Lin Fei didn’t know what Miss Xiaoqing’s identity was. Besides them, there were two others whom the old Sect Master and Sect Master treated with respect, and they sat beside Miss Xiaoqing and the middle-aged man, as they were outsiders.

It seems that besides them, everyone is already present, which means the competition is about to start. At this moment, the Great Elder had no place to sit and could only sit beside the old Sect Master, taking charge of the proceedings, without the same presence as yesterday. After all, the status of everyone here is much higher than that of the Great Elder.

Lin Fei didn’t bother with this too much. For Lin Fei, all he had to do was figure out how to achieve victory.

At this time, the Great Elder stood up, glanced around, and said, "Today’s competition—you’re all aware. In arenas A, B, C, and D, a winner must be selected before proceeding with further arrangements, understood?"

All the participants responded, "Understood!"

The voice wasn’t particularly loud, but it was filled with determination, including Lin Fei, who was flying under the radar.

Lin Fei had to be extra cautious, especially since there were Emperor-level figures present today! Among them, the old Sect Master and Sect Master seemed to be Emperor-level characters. As for the man beside Miss Xiaoqing, the level of his cultivation was unknown, but he should be at least Emperor-level. The other three also appeared strong, meaning at least five Emperor-level figures were present.

These big shots typically disdain small matches like these, little scuffles. Yet behind these small scuffles lie important, little-known information vital to the Sect’s development and future, as these people are the ones heading to Central State for matches. They must not neglect matters related to Central State.

That’s why even the Sect Master and the old Sect Master have to take it seriously. Otherwise, someone of Lin Fei’s level would hardly catch the Great Elder’s interest.

At this point, the Great Elder said, "Alright, you should be pretty much prepared by now. Therefore, let’s start the competition. But before we begin, your battles will have an audience—our Qianhuang Peak’s Inner Sect disciples."

After the Great Elder spoke, everyone was surprised to see a group of people walking from the other side of the arena. These people had youthful faces and arrogant expressions, each exuding an air of superiority.

Lin Fei had never thought Qianhuang Peak would have such a group of people?

"Are these Qianhuang Peak’s Inner Sect disciples? Their strength seems unfathomable!"

Upon hearing the comments from those around him, Lin Fei’s heart was filled with turbulent waves. He could also sense it, and at this moment, Little Black in his mind said, "Lin Fei, you must be careful. The weakest among these people are in the First Transition True Body Realm. They should be the real disciples of Qianhuang Peak, unlike your minor squabbles."

Hearing Little Black’s words, Lin Fei nodded. He seemed to have heard about the Inner Sect disciples during his time at Qianhuang Peak but never thought it was real.

It exceeded Lin Fei’s expectations, but it was also within them.

After all, it’s Qianhuang Peak. How could their disciples only be at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm?

So Lin Fei vaguely realized the key issue—they likely had hidden more powerful disciples, only no one knew of it.

Today, the disciples of Qianhuang Peak finally appeared, all with expressions full of pride, looking down on everyone below.

It made Lin Fei feel like teaching them a lesson.

However, Lin Fei knew that he was no match for them now, so he decided to wait patiently until his strength was sufficient. Right now, he wasn’t strong enough.

"Alright, the competition begins; everyone is here." At the old elder’s command, the match started. Lin Fei’s opponent was a frail young man, but as soon as he faced Lin Fei, he suddenly conceded?

"I know I can’t beat you. I don’t want to fight for any opportunity. This level is enough for me, so I forfeit."