Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

In the ultimate showdown of cosmic scale, Xi Yue emerges victorious!

"How is this possible!" Below the arena, the Crimson Flame King suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open as he stared at Xi Yue in the center of the arena, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

"A cosmic-level duel, and they actually managed to stop time?" Black Scale King, holding a wine jug in one hand, looked on in disbelief. "Was I really drunk?"

King Xuan Shui rubbed his eyes vigorously, his expression complex. "You're even more skilled at using time stop than I am."

"No wonder the King predicted long ago that Xi Yue's future was comparable to that of Venerable Ice Peak!" King Canglan took a deep breath, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Teacher... actually lost..." Lin Youfeng, who was not far away, stood frozen in place, his eyes slightly dazed.

In his heart, Meng Jingrong had always been an invincible force. This sudden result left him unable to process it for a while, and his mind went blank.

"Winning and losing are commonplace."

Meng Jingrong slowly walked to Lin Youfeng's side, his tone so calm as if he were discussing a trivial matter. He casually patted his disciple's shoulder, turned his gaze to the arena, and reminded him, "The Hengxing-level Reincarnation Battle has begun. It's your turn to go next."

"Teacher..." Lin Youfeng suddenly turned to look at Meng Jingrong, his lips moved, but he hesitated to speak.

Meng Jingrong smiled faintly, his eyes filled with encouragement: "Go, do your best, and don't let me down."

Soon, the Star-level Reincarnation Battles began to unfold one after another, with light and shadow intertwining on the arena.

Following the established order of the competition, the results of the star-level participants gradually became clear:

With his superior strength, Lie Pan won all four battles and secured first place, successfully winning the "Primitive Secret Realm" spot.

Sui Qingge's performance was unexpected. She was highly anticipated, but she only managed one win and three losses, and her ranking unexpectedly dropped to fourth, which made many supporters feel very sorry.

Yan Yu lost all four matches and unsurprisingly ranked last.

Lin Youfeng and Morendis both have two wins and one loss, so the last spot in the "Primitive Secret Realm" will be decided between the two of them.

Below the arena, Lin Youfeng took a deep breath, turned to look at Meng Jingrong, who always had a smile on his face, his eyes filled with a hint of eagerness, "Teacher, if I win this match, I'll be just like you."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jingrong's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and he looked over in confusion.

Lin Youfeng suppressed a laugh, his tone slightly mocking, "If you beat me, you'll be second at the Hengxing level, and you'll be second at the Universe level, so we'll both be ranked second."

"roll."

Meng Jingrong chuckled irritably, then brought his four fingers together, slightly raising his index finger knuckle, and tapped Lin Youfeng on the head without hesitation. "Stop talking nonsense! If you lose, you'll have to spend a whole day doing intense training with me!"

Lin Youfeng rubbed his head, his smile widening, his eyes gleaming with a knowing slyness: "I knew it. Even though Teacher lost the competition, he wasn't as nonchalant as he pretended. He's still holding a grudge!"

The final battle of the Hengxing Star System has officially begun.

On the enormous arena, adorned with exquisite and intricate borders, Lin Youfeng and Morendis stood facing each other across the distance.

Merendis had a head of flamboyant purple hair, with two curved and sharp horns growing from the top of his head. He was tall and burly like an iron tower, exuding a fierce and domineering aura. He held a heavy and sturdy shield in one hand and a long sword with a cold, sharp glint in the eye in the other.

Lin Youfeng was dressed in tight-fitting black armor, gripping the Golden Mang Spear tightly in his hand, his eyes sharp as a hawk.

"You are very strong."

A deep, resonant voice rang out, like a lurking tiger roaring softly.

Morendis stared coldly at Lin Youfeng, his tone extremely confident: "But I will defeat you, and the spot in the 'Primal Secret Realm' will definitely be mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, red and blue auras faintly emanated from his body. The two auras slowly rippled and flowed, forming a peculiar confrontation, though they did not merge.

An inexplicable suffocating pressure spread out, causing Lin Youfeng's expression to change instantly.

An inexplicable suffocating pressure spread out, causing Lin Youfeng, who was standing at a distance, to change his expression immediately. He secretly became wary: "No wonder she was able to defeat Sui Qingge. She does have some real skills."

Lin Youfeng could clearly feel the tremors coming from the depths of his heart, but this pressure did not make him back down. Instead, it ignited the burning fighting spirit in his heart.

"Winning or losing isn't determined by words alone!"

Lin Youfeng stomped his foot on the ground, and his figure instantly transformed into a dazzling golden streak of light, carrying an unstoppable momentum as he swiftly attacked Morendis.

With a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, Morendis calmly watched Lin Youfeng charge towards him, like an unchanging mountain.

"Bang!"

The Golden Spear, carrying a terrifying golden light, clashed violently with the shield in Morendis's hand.

The terrifying force generated by the collision spread in all directions like a shockwave, causing the arena floor to tremble slightly. Morendis's purple hair danced wildly, but his expression remained unchanged as he steadily received this thunderous blow.

Morendis's strength was indeed terrifying—he incorporated the laws of water into his shield, making it impenetrable, and each block seemed effortless.

Amidst the tight defense, he would occasionally seize an opening to launch a fierce counterattack with his longsword. The "explosion" of the Fire Law was vividly displayed in his swordsmanship, each strike was incredibly terrifying, leaving Lin Youfeng no room for carelessness.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

The sounds of metal clashing against metal were as dense as rain, echoing throughout the entire arena.

Lin Youfeng's spear launched a fierce attack from all directions, with countless spear shadows pouring down like a storm.

With his sturdy shield and exquisite defensive skills, Merendis defended the city flawlessly, making it an impregnable steel fortress.

Even if Lin Youfeng used the laws of space to create eighteen illusory bodies that attacked from different directions simultaneously, he still could not break through this indestructible "turtle shell".

Lin Youfeng excels in agility and explosive power in spear techniques, while Morendis places great emphasis on defense. The two were locked in a stalemate, with neither able to gain a clear advantage.

Just as the stalemate was at its peak, a bright red light suddenly emanated from Morendis's body as he was on the defensive, and the laws of fire within his body were operating at full power.

He swung his shield at Lin Youfeng with unstoppable force, as if a towering mountain was crushing down upon him.

Lin Youfeng's body blurred for a moment, and he dodged the violent impact like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already suspended in mid-air.

"Haha, I was prepared for this move!" Lin Youfeng said with a confident smile.

Having experienced countless life-or-death battles in the dueling space, he naturally knew that a genius skilled in the "Water and Fire Laws" would never use a shield solely for defense; it must contain hidden counter-attack methods.

"Merendis, you too, take my strongest attack!" Lin Youfeng roared in mid-air, the Golden Void Laws surging wildly into the Golden Hook Spear, "Golden Hook Spear Third Level—Desolate Prison!!"

boom--!

The golden spear light, like a god who created the world, slashed down fiercely towards Morendis below the arena with earth-shattering power.

Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, and the space around the arena was subtly distorted.

"Hmm?" Morendis's expression remained unchanged as he charged forward with great strides. His shield was emanating a dense power of the "Water and Fire Laws," with the two laws intertwining and forming a thick protective barrier.

"Boom!"

The deafening crash of the collision shook the entire arena violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

With a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, Morendis staggered back five steps, each step sinking deep into the arena floor, causing the ground to tremble violently.

"Merendis is injured!"

The many geniuses watching from the sidelines stood up, staring in shock at what they were seeing.

Meng Jingrong slowly shook his head, sighed softly, and said with a hint of regret, "Xiao Feng is going to lose."

"Hmm? He actually managed to deflect most of the force? He seems to be only slightly injured!" Lin Youfeng frowned deeply, secretly surprised.

Both being divine weapons of the gold and void attributes, the Golden Mang Spear's third level, Desolate Prison, was even more powerful in direct combat than the third level, Heavenly Sword Style, of the Divine Weapon Evolution. Unexpectedly, it was blocked head-on by Morendis, and the opponent seemed to be completely unharmed.

"boom--!"

Lin Youfeng was unwilling to give up, and repeatedly swung his spear at Morendis with all his might.

Molendis, however, was like an unkillable tortoise, retreating again and again to withstand the attacks; he wanted to pursue Lin Youfeng, but Lin Youfeng's movements were incredibly agile, as elusive as a ghost.

The situation remained deadlocked once again.

Time passed second by second, and the arena space had a special rule—it would automatically and slowly shrink.

The longest possible showdown in the pinnacle arena can last about ten minutes, and in the end, the entire arena space will shrink to an area with a diameter of only one meter.

This rule was set up to prevent the "controllers" who participate from flying far away and passively avoiding the battle from the very beginning.

This time, however, Lin Youfeng, a martial artist skilled in movement techniques, was restricted by this rule.

As the arena space shrank, his range of movement dwindled, and his advantage in agility was gradually eroded.

When the diameter of the arena space was reduced to only a few dozen meters, Lin Youfeng's face was filled with a bitter smile.

His attack was indeed superior to Merendis's, but his defensive capabilities were far inferior.

Once he loses his advantage in movement, he will find it difficult to withstand the opponent's fierce attacks.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Within the ever-shrinking area, Morendis's face turned red, like an enraged bull, as he wielded his shield and charged madly at Lin Youfeng.

When the diameter of the space shrank to ten meters, Lin Youfeng had no way to escape.