"The Three - Aperture Control Heart is indeed not difficult, but the Four - Aperture Constant Heart is a bit tricky." Chen Feng said casually, with a hint of calmness that was barely noticeable.
Tang San's heart skipped a beat. He had been filled with anger at Chen Feng's casual attitude, thinking to himself: What the hell, is this considered easy? However, Chen Feng's second half of the sentence was like a spring breeze, quietly dispelling his anger.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, as if he had instantly found a challenge that could make Chen Feng feel frustrated.
At that moment, Tang San's heart seemed to be violently impacted by an invisible force. Chen Feng's movements were like a stroke of genius from the heavens, completely subverting his perception.
Chen Feng's fingers, like gossamer threads, gently lifted. His four fingers danced on the table. Each line contained endless mysteries. The four shapes were different, yet they seemed to be the most perfect combination in the universe.
They intertwined, showing both independent spirituality and a harmonious resonance with each other, just like the profound mystery of the Four - Aperture Constant Heart coming alive on the paper.
Tang San was stunned!
His eyes shrank sharply, and the four trajectories were reflected in his pupils.
Those trajectories seemed to him like the most precious secret manuals in the world, which required countless trials and hardships to understand even a little bit.
However, he found that he hadn't even touched the mysterious door yet.
And Chen Feng, on the other hand, seemed to be able to pick them up effortlessly and outline these trajectories.
That relaxed and natural posture seemed to tell him: The Four - Aperture Constant Heart is just so - so.
Wasn't the Four - Aperture Constant Heart supposed to be very difficult?
Comparing people really makes one angry!
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As the first rays of the morning sun broke through the dawn, the curtain of the second - round preliminaries was about to rise.
The moment the Shrek Seven Devils stepped outside the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment. Their figures were like a green bolt of lightning, cutting through the hustle and bustle outside the arena.
The audience in the crowd, as soon as they saw their unique green battle robes, consciously made way. The whispering didn't completely disappear, but it became as faint as the wind.
Those gazes that had once been as sharp as needles had now turned into stares of awe.
The stunning appearance of Shrek Academy in the first - round preliminaries was still vivid in everyone's mind.
Although that battle was as short as a meteor streaking across the sky, the Shrek Seven Devils' fierce attacks, their almost brutal explosive power, had already been deeply engraved in the audience's hearts.
At this moment, they were no longer the academy team with strange clothes. With the powerful strength of two level - 40 soul masters, they had become a hot topic in the preliminaries.
The name Chen Feng had already been on the lips of countless people.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, mottling the ground, illuminating Chen Feng's confident figure.
He was no longer the young man who had arrogantly made the "everyone here is trash" gesture. Instead, he stood in the center of the venue with an even more composed posture.
He slightly tilted his ear, as if listening to the cheers and expectations of the whole audience. That movement was like a reproduction of the NBA legend Allen Iverson.
In the boiling spectator stands, the cheers rose and fell like a tide, but there was a strange note mixed in.
When Chen Feng made that provocative gesture with a slow and determined posture, a complex chorus of boos filled the air.
Those boos were like the cold wind in winter, carrying doubt and disdain, though not as intense as at the beginning.
At this moment, Chen Feng was undoubtedly the solo dancer in the center of the stage. Thousands of gazes, like bright stars, focused on his solitary figure.
The boos echoed in his ears, like the cries of a night owl, full of the meaning of challenge.
However, in the face of this pressure, Chen Feng was as calm as if taking a leisurely walk in the courtyard.
This calmness and confidence made him seem even more showy in the whirlpool of boos.
He seemed to be silently provoking, "Come on, let me see if you have the ability to make me submit."
Among the audience, anger and sneers intertwined, but more of it was a kind of anticipation, a longing for the intense showdown that was about to unfold.
On the VIP stands today, the audience's eyes were involuntarily drawn to two newly - emerged noble figures.
One of them was Gu Rong, the titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the renowned Bone Douluo.
The other one was so uniquely - shaped that even the word "special" seemed inadequate to describe him. He had a towering figure. Even when seated, he was like a standing mountain, inspiring involuntary awe.
Compared with Bone Douluo Gu Rong, he was even more massive, like another mountain beside the Platinum Bishop Salas. His height, even by a rough estimate, was at least over two meters and five. He alone occupied three spacious seats in the VIP area. Sitting there, he was like a mountain of flesh. His skin was swarthy, and his big eyes were like bronze bells, shining with a unique light. His hair and beard were all white, and he seemed to be over seventy years old.
When Ning Fengzhi saw this unexpected guest, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo beside him, whispered via voice - transmission, "Fengzhi, why is that old Hu Yan Zhen from the Sky Elephant Clan here?"
Ning Fengzhi also replied using the technique of condensing voice into a line, "Look at who Xiangjia Academy's opponent is today, and you'll know. Salas probably invited Hu Yan Zhen here for their sake."
Ning Fengzhi secretly sighed in his heart. This match probably wouldn't be easy. He only hoped that the Shrek Seven Devils wouldn't be severely injured in this match and could come out safely.
The members of Shrek Academy, although mentally prepared, still felt a jolt in their hearts when they saw the tall figures of their opponents with their own eyes.
Were these really humans?
The seven giants from Xiangjia Academy were like seven moving mountains. Every step they took made the entire competition stage tremble. Each of their bodies stood as tall as an iron tower. The shortest one was over two meters tall, and the tallest one reached an astonishing two meters and five. Standing in front of the members of Shrek Academy, they looked down from above with an imposing manner.
Among these seven, the one with the lightest weight was three hundred catties, and the tallest giant probably weighed over five hundred catties.
Tang San couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Could they really defeat such opponents?
"The first match of the second round of the preliminaries officially begins."
With the referee's command, the seven members of Xiangjia Academy simultaneously let out earth - shattering roars. Their martial spirits possessed them, and they summoned their weapon spirits. In an instant, dazzling soul - ring halos filled the entire venue.
Under the blessing of their martial spirits, their bodies expanded again. The originally loose fat tightened instantly, turning into exaggerated and terrifying muscles.
On the surface of their skin, a layer of dark - yellow cuticle quickly emerged, shining with a metallic luster.
What was even more astonishing was that their noses began to extend and grow longer. Their upper lips turned up, and two tusks stabbed out like sharp swords, growing to a full length of one foot.
At this moment, they were exactly like seven fierce elephants.