Feng Wei looked at Zi Shang and greeted with a smile.

"Senior Brother Feng Wei."

Zi Shang smiled in return, and at the same time glanced proudly at Duan Lingtian, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, as if showing off his noble status.

It's a pity that Duan Lingtian was practicing and didn't even open his eyes to look at him, even just once.

"Congratulations to Vice-Fort Master Ning on your new disciple!"

"Congratulations to Deputy Fort Master Ning!"

…

Immediately, a group of people above Doului, except for Jian Shisan, Dao Wu, Feng Wudao and Duan Lingtian who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, all congratulated Ning Can.

Ning Can's face was filled with a smile, and his eyes quickly fell on the emperor of the Han Dynasty, "Zi Shang and I have this master-disciple relationship. After all, it is all thanks to you, the Han Dynasty... These three artistic conception fragments should be regarded as...

Thank you."

As soon as Ning Can finished speaking, three artistic conception fragments appeared in his hand and he threw them towards the Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

"Thank you, Deputy Fort Master Ning!"

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty stretched out his hand to take the three fragments of artistic conception, and was very excited. At the same time, he was contentedly enjoying the envious and jealous eyes around him.

Wow!

Suddenly, a sudden gust of wind swept across, making the robes of everyone above Doului rustle, causing many people to look sideways.

"Where does the wind come from?"

This strong wind came so strangely that many people looked in the direction in which the strong wind was blowing.

There, sitting cross-legged, was a young man in purple clothes. The body of the young man in purple clothes was completely entangled with the substantial "wind mood".

"The artistic conception of the second level mid-level wind!"

The vision of heaven and earth above the void made many people whisper.

At this moment, in the void above the head of the purple-clothed young man, there are thirty ancient horned dragons snaking down, lifelike.

"Duan Lingtian!"

Zi Shang also looked over, gritting his teeth in anger.

The young man in purple is none other than Duan Lingtian, who has just comprehended the ‘Impression of the Second Level Intermediate Wind’.

As the substantive 'wind mood' around his body dissipated, Duan Lingtian showed no intention of waking up and continued to practice sitting cross-legged in the air with his eyes closed.

"Good boy!"

Feng Wudao's eyes brightened. He knew Duan Lingtian's progress in the 'Impression of the Wind'.

However, he never expected that Duan Lingtian would make another breakthrough in such a short period of time.

"At the age of only twenty-eight, he has comprehended the 'Second Layer of Cave Void Realm'... This level of understanding of Ling Tian can be called a monster!"

A representative from an unknown dynasty sighed.

His words won the approval of many people.

"snort!"

Ning Can snorted in a voice that only he could hear, and glanced at Duan Lingtian with his eyes as cold as a knife.

If he hadn't been afraid of losing his identity, if he hadn't been afraid of Jian Shisan, he would have wanted to take action directly and cut into pieces the boy who had humiliated him yesterday!

"Duan Lingtian, even if you can survive this 'Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition', you won't be able to stay alive for long after the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition ends."
Chapter completed!