After all, Ye Feng had only joined the Daoist School for just over ten days, and when Ye Feng joined, his cultivation was only at the peak of the True God Realm. Even as a Daoist Lord, his cultivation was still too low.

However, what surprised everyone was that Ye Feng agreed so decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng in shock, Daoist Minghuo frowned and said to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, you are too impulsive. You shouldn’t have agreed to Han Xiaolong. Han Xiaolong’s combat strength is even stronger than mine. Even I am not his match, let alone you, even if you’ve had a breakthrough, defeating him would be very difficult. I suggest you not fight him!"

However, Ye Feng still looked relaxed and composed, completely unaffected by Han Xiaolong.

"Don’t worry, a mere Infinite True God of the Dao Sect is no match for me..." Ye Feng said lightly.

"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone present felt extremely shocked. They couldn’t believe Ye Feng would be so arrogant. Han Xiaolong was the number one in the Outer Court, yet Ye Feng looked down on him.

"Arrogant!" Instantly, Han Xiaolong was enraged, his eyes showing a killing intent as he glared at Ye Feng: "Since you’re so confident, let’s fight on the Life and Death Platform, let everyone see where your confidence comes from!"

"Alright..." Ye Feng nodded lightly, and Han Xiaolong instantly elevated his aura to the extreme.

True Essence surged, the airwaves churned, Han Xiaolong’s feet lifted off the ground, his speed increased to the maximum, instantly moving to the Life and Death Platform, then standing on it, he drew his mid-grade Dao Artifact long spear.

Han Xiaolong held the long spear in his hand, aiming it at Ye Feng, with a twist of his wrist, a powerful airwave surged out, transforming into an incredibly thick air pillar, directly acting on Ye Feng’s body, causing his clothes to billow.

Han Xiaolong took a deep breath and then roared loudly, "Ye Feng! Come up and fight!"

Sound waves rippled, like rolling thunder, causing the minds of the Outer Court disciples around to sway.

Yet Ye Feng still looked relaxed, taking a step forward, feet stepping on the void, space rippled, effortlessly using Space Teleportation, easily moving in the void, arriving on the Life and Death Platform in the blink of an eye, gently descending.

Then, Han Xiaolong looked at Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, are you ready?" Ye Feng looked relaxed, finally spoke: "No hurry, since it’s a battle, how about adding some stakes? How about wagering some Daoist Crystals as a bet for this fight?"

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Han Xiaolong sneered: "Posturing, do you really think I’ll be scared of you? Alright, how many Daoist Crystals do you want to bet with me, I’ll bet with you!" Upon hearing Han Xiaolong’s words, Ye Feng smiled.

"Then let’s bet all the Daoist Crystals you have, how’s that, dare?" Ye Feng was extremely arrogant.

"Ridiculous!" Han Xiaolong dismissed: "Do you think saying that will scare me? I just fear you can’t put up that many Daoist Crystals!" As he said this, Han Xiaolong directly took out all the Daoist Crystals from his Storage Ring.

It was a storage bag filled with Daoist Crystals, Han Xiaolong said: "I have fifty thousand Daoist Crystals here, do you have fifty thousand?"

"Fifty thousand!" Upon hearing Han Xiaolong’s words, everyone was stunned, feeling extremely shocked.

It’s known that a Loose Cultivator in the early Entering Dao stage would only have assets amounting to more than a thousand Daoist Crystals.

But Han Xiaolong is merely an Infinite True God Realm martial artist, not yet reaching the Entering Dao Realm.

Yet Han Xiaolong could bring out fifty thousand Daoist Crystals, such a quantity is akin to an astronomical figure for an average True God powerhouse. Everyone curiously watched Ye Feng, wondering if Ye Feng could produce such a quantity of Daoist Crystals.

At this moment, Ye Feng had five hundred thousand Daoist Crystals, fifty thousand was naturally easy for Ye Feng to bring out.

A flash of light appeared in front of Ye Feng, then fifty thousand Daoist Crystals appeared in front of him, piling up like a small hill, seeing the Daoist Crystals in front of Ye Feng, everyone drew a sharp breath.

No one expected Ye Feng, a True God peak who had just joined the Daoist School, to possess so many Daoist Crystals.

"So many Daoist Crystals!" Everyone looked at the Daoist Crystals, continuously swallowing saliva, feeling very surprised.

Then, Ye Feng put his Daoist Crystals into his storage bag, Han Xiaolong looked towards the Life and Death Platform below, at a protector strong enough to fulfill the Great Perfection of Entering Dao: "Guardian Wang Yong, temporarily keep our Daoist Crystals, later whoever wins the battle will get these ten thousand Daoist Crystals..."

Guardian Wang Yong nodded: "Alright! You two, want to fight the life and death duel, or have a regular battle?"

Han Xiaolong said calmly: "It’s enough to determine superiority, no need for life and death, after all, I have no animosity with Junior Brother Ye Feng!"

"Okay! Then I now declare, the battle begins!" Guardian Wang Yong nodded, then shouted loudly.

"Boom!" Almost instantaneously, Han Xiaolong elevated his aura to the extreme, terrifying airwaves surging out around him, instantly, Han Xiaolong triggered his Dao sect aura, Dao Patterns appeared, Heavenly Dao roared.

Instantly, amidst the clouds in the void, a colorful glow directly shone upon Han Xiaolong.

Han Xiaolong’s aura escalated step by step, soon reaching a level comparable to an Entering Dao early stage powerhouse, even stronger than a typical Entering Dao early stage martial artist, Han Xiaolong held a silver long spear.

True Essence infused, suddenly the silver spear wrapped in intense flames, the rules of the Fiery Dao erupted.

The terrifying flames directly raised the surrounding temperature, the entire Life and Death Platform transformed into a huge furnace, Han Xiaolong was enveloped in unbearably intense flames, the whole person like a War God of Flames, those terrifying flames emitted an aura of burning heaven and boiling sea, everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath, their eyes showing looks of dread.

Han Xiaolong’s aura locked onto Ye Feng, with an angry shout: "Ye Feng, take my move!"