Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

One day later.

The entire Tianmang Fortress seemed to experience a Level 18 Earthquake, and everyone was shocked.

The just-appointed General Ling Feng actually wants to step onto the Hundred Battle Arena of Tianmang Fortress, and he's even aiming to seize the title of King of Hundred Battles!

This news immediately enraged those strong warriors on the Hundred Battle Heaven List.

The so-called Hundred Battle Heaven List refers to the top twenty warriors in the Hundred Battle Arena who have gained high points. These people are all under thirty-five years old and possess abilities enough to stand alone—they are truly formidable fighters.

Perhaps in terms of talent, they might not match people like Yaan Jinghong, but their battle experience on the battlefield makes every move they execute sharper, more ruthless.

Their combat proficiency is absolutely incomparable to the likes of Yaan Jinghong.

"Ridiculous, a bunch of frog-in-the-well ignoramuses think having some fame in the academy makes them remarkable, humph, if he dares to come, I'll make him search for his teeth all over the ground!"

A master listed on the Hundred Battle Heaven List disregarded this completely.

"Haha, I'm thinking, though this fellow is a general, should we appropriately let him off easy?"

"Let off easy? Not happening. He needs to first win eighty consecutive battles to qualify to face us Heaven List warriors. This immature brat, winning ten consecutive battles would be a challenge for him!"

As the Heaven List masters expressed their disdain, the "reckless" General Wei Yuan camp spoke out harshly again.

"Within one day, Ling Feng will accomplish Hundred Consecutive Kills and will challenge that Hundred Battle legend, Linghu Yudao!"

This news caused a stir among the leaders of various camps at Tianmang Fortress.

These commanders, undoubtedly, all held a mocking attitude, thinking Ling Feng is like a child who has never seen adults' tricks. This Ling Feng is too arrogant and doesn't understand the terrifying nature of Linghu Yudao.

Inside the Commander Tent.

The Three Armies Grand Commander Yuan Tiangang sat upright, listening to the messages from the communication soldier, glanced at the generals inside the tent, smiled faintly and said, "Regarding this matter, what do you all think?"

In the camp, those generals exchanged glances, each revealing a contemptuous smile.

Especially Lee Qing and Wang Meng, who couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Grand Commander, I think this Ling Feng has completely lost his mind. Challenge Linghu Yudao? Hahaha, he actually wants to challenge Linghu Yudao!"

The one-eyed General Lee Qing laughed heartily, "Among us at Tianmang Fortress, everyone knows Linghu Yudao is known as the 'Heavenly Calamity War God,' who doesn't spare any mercy in his strikes. Like a natural disaster, bringing overwhelming destruction, those defeated by him suffer immensely, if not deadly."

Wang Meng also nodded repeatedly, "Ling Feng thinks he's grown after having calculated against the Grand Commander once. I think this time, he'll be humiliated!"

Yuan Tiangang squinted, looking at the think tank Sun Boce, and said lightly, "What do you think, think tank?"

"It's just a farce." Sun Boce shook his head, smiling, "I must say, Ling Feng is very bold, but boldness is one thing. He clearly doesn't understand Linghu Yudao's fearfulness! Linghu Yudao can even defeat King-level opponents!"

Sun Boce paused and continued, "Even assuming Ling Feng wins ninety-nine battles before facing Linghu Yudao, I suspect he'll already be exhausted by then. He has no chance!"

"Hmm." Yuan Tiangang nodded slowly and said, "Ling Feng acts decisively, but unfortunately, he's too rash. After three more years, he might have the strength; it's still too early now."

"Three years?"

Lee Qing scorned, "Grand Commander, you have placed too much faith in him. Forget three years, even in thirty or three hundred years, he won't be a match for Linghu Yudao!"

"Alright, let's leave the matter at that."

Yuan Tiangang waved his hand, "Think tank, take several veteran soldiers to observe. I reckon we'll want to know how many consecutive victories this lad can manage his first time challenging the Hundred Battle Arena."

"Grand Commander, I volunteer to go observe!" Lee Qing immediately stepped forward. He couldn't wait to see Ling Feng being stepped on.

"I'll go too!" Wang Meng spoke up promptly; he and Lee Qing were indeed close friends, like peas in a pod.

"Grand Commander, why not count me in, as well?"

Just then, a middle-aged man in a blue robe sauntered into the Commander Tent from outside.

"Empire's First Poison Master, Su Dongling!"

Seeing him, the generals' eyelids twitched; although his combat power wasn't necessarily high, in battle, he was the most terrifying presence.

"Ah, it's Mr. Su!"

Seeing Su Dongling arrive, Yuan Tiangang stood up to greet him immediately.

The title of Empire's First Poison Master is no mere honorific. This time, the three Great Demon Emperor coalition forces are pressing on, putting unprecedented pressure on them, leading them to invite the No.1 poison master in the Empire.

Recently, Su Dongling just reached Tianmang Fortress.

Su Dongling bowed to Yuan Tiangang, smiling slightly, "Grand Commander, nothing to do around here, so why not let me join the fun?"

"Haha, Mr. Su isn't my subordinate but is actually our guest at Tianmang Fortress. Since Mr. Su wants to join the fun, feel free."

Yuan Tiangang smiled faintly, looked at Sun Boce, and said slowly, "Think tank, be sure to take good care of Mr. Su."

"Understood!"

Sun Boce turned to Su Dongling, laughing heartily, "Mr. Su, by chance, do you know that young lad named Ling Feng?"

"Haha, I've merely heard his name before."

Su Dongling stroked his beard; Ling Feng's name wasn't that simple to him. He once passed on his Xuanhuo Nine Refining Technique and even the Ten Thousand Poison Scripture to Ling Feng!

Considering it, Ling Feng could be said to have absorbed his true teachings.

Of course, most of the reason was because of his precious daughter, Su Qingxuan.

When Su Dongling heard Ling Feng's name, he thought it was someone else with the same name. After all, Ling Feng was still within the Imperial City, an academy student at the Heavenly Position Academy.

However, upon hearing the title of General Wei Yuan, Su Dongling realized this Ling Feng was indeed that Ling Feng.

Well, he previously saw Ling Feng's talent in medical skill and poison path; this time, he'd have a closer look at the lad's martial arts talent.

He wanted to see what kind of prodigy could win over his proud daughter!

"Indeed, this General Wei Yuan had some fame in Imperial City, but this is Tianmang Fortress!"

Sun Boce bowed to Su Dongling and smiled slightly, "The battle tomorrow won't be very exciting, I'm afraid Mr. Su will be disappointed."

"Hehe."

Su Dongling's eyes squinted slightly, smiled faintly and remained indifferent.