# Chapter 2189: Zhou Rongman, the Braggart
"Damn ancient castle, we can't see what's happening inside." The crowd in Shenxiao City stared at the ancient castle, its doors tightly shut, obscuring the battles within. No one knew who had eliminated Yin Jiu—only Yin Jiu himself knew.
"Could it be that Yin Jiu encountered one of the other Nine Heavens First Lords inside?" The crowd speculated silently. It might also have been that terrifying array master, or Chu Chunqiu.
"Over sixty people have come out. Just a few more, and it'll reach seventy. Then the top thirty will appear." Everyone's hearts trembled. The top thirty figures were finally about to appear before them. Who among them would become one of the thirty? Even one of the Nine Heavens First Lords, the Langxiao First Lord, had been eliminated. The strength of those remaining was beyond doubt.
Inside the ancient castle, Lin Feng had just encountered someone. When he first saw the other person, he felt quite surprised. The man had a chubby, fleshy face, somewhat fat, yet with a hint of simple, honest charm. He was an extremely ordinary person—the kind who would be completely buried in a crowd. However, there was no trace of contempt in Lin Feng's eyes. He estimated that among the people he had encountered, the top thirty seats were about to be decided. The fact that this person had made it this far showed that his strength was definitely not as ordinary as he appeared.
At this moment, Lin Feng saw the man scratching his head in a simple, honest manner, looking somewhat embarrassed. He spoke, "My name is Zhou Rongman. The Zhou family's three hundred and thirty-third generation single inheritance came down to me, so they named me Rongman. The reason I'm telling you my name is to let you know—you should leave. The person making you leave is called Zhou Rongman, so it's not shameful."
Lin Feng looked at that simple yet sly smile and his expression turned somewhat strange. He felt like he had encountered an oddball—and possibly a very powerful one at that.
"What if I don't want to leave?" Lin Feng looked at the other person, finding it quite amusing.
"Then continue. The one who defeats you is called Zhou Rongman." The other person said, then strode forward, walking toward Lin Feng. His fat body seemed to make the ground tremble.
Lin Feng watched him approach so directly, his expression growing even stranger. Forming a sword seal with his hand, Lin Feng slashed out directly. However, the sword strike landed on Zhou Rongman's body with a crisp sound. This made Lin Feng's expression even more exaggerated. Such thick skin! This defensive power was somewhat terrifying. Could it be that the other party's physical body was strong enough to rival his own?
On the stage of the Nine Heavens Gathering, Lin Feng had encountered many powerful figures: Chu Chunqiu who could swallow heaven and earth, the Heavenly Soul Saint who could lock people's souls, the invincible Reincarnation Array Master, and so on. But no matter who it was, Lin Feng had yet to find anyone whose physical body could match his. The strongest had been his recent opponent, the Bixiao First Qing Xueyi, and even she had only used the power of stars to contend with him. But this man with the very rustic name and rustic appearance possessed a physical body so strong it shocked Lin Feng.
However, this also aroused Lin Feng's fighting spirit. He walked forward, gathering powerful physical strength, and suddenly blasted out. At the same time, Zhou Rongman's fist also rose, smashing fiercely toward Lin Feng. He grinned, seeming to show a victorious smile. No one had been able to match his physical body, at least not at the same cultivation level. He hadn't encountered anyone. His family had nurtured him, this ancient-level genius, through three hundred and thirty-three generations of single inheritance.
Two people with equally terrifying physical bodies collided. Lin Feng felt as if his fist wasn't striking flesh and blood, but an extremely hard shell—a shell that couldn't be broken through.
"Dong!"
A terrifying gale raged. Lin Feng's body retreated several steps in succession, his heart pounding with shock. This was the first time since participating in the Nine Heavens Gathering that he felt such shock. The geniuses of the Nine Heavens Continent truly had all kinds of monstrous talents. Now, someone had appeared whose physical body rivaled his own.
Zhou Rongman also retreated two steps. His expression was somewhat exaggerated at this moment. He looked at his own fist, then scratched his head, muttering softly, "That's not right!"
Then Zhou Rongman raised his head and looked at Lin Feng: "My old man said my physical body is invincible, that anyone who fights me with physical strength will definitely lose. What kind of monster are you, able to hold out under my fist? Do you also have an ancient bloodline martial soul?"
"Uh..." Lin Feng showed a surprised expression. He had been slightly inferior in the physical contest, but the other party seemed very dissatisfied... making Lin Feng feel like vomiting blood.
"Let's try again." Zhou Rongman didn't believe it. He strode forward, his speed still appearing slow, but in an instant, he had already appeared before Lin Feng, as if creating an illusion. The golden fist tinged with blood light blasted out again, carrying an ancient aura.
"Ancient bloodline?" Lin Feng shifted his stance slightly, then similarly exploded with force. An even more terrifying collision raged through this ancient path. The dark walls on both sides echoed with clanging sounds, sharp and piercing. Lin Feng's body slid across the ground again, seemingly rubbing out sparks of fire. Zhou Rongman also retreated one step, shaking his head, very frustrated, then struck out again.
After three consecutive collisions, this path shook endlessly. Rumbling echoes continued, terrifying sounds piercing the ears. Lin Feng had retreated many steps, his arm in severe pain, his blood churning. The other party's physical body was absolutely at a monstrous level.
"I'm going to use non-physical strength now." Lin Feng said to Zhou Rongman, his battle intent growing sharper. Sword aura howled around his body, and above his fist, sword lights that seemed to tear everything apart swirled.
"Alright, I'm going to get serious too. Otherwise, I won't be able to eliminate you." Zhou Rongman said gloomily. The two charged toward each other again. This time, the unparalleled sword intent carried by the fist blasted out together. However, when it struck the other's fist, Lin Feng felt a thick, unbreakable armor and a terrifying sharpness. The two bodies separated again. Lin Feng stared at the other and asked, "Are you of beast bloodline?"
"En, the most powerful beast bloodline from the ancient era. You're impressive. I take back my words—I won't eliminate you now. But if we meet later, I'll go all out." Zhou Rongman said calmly, making Lin Feng's mouth twitch. This guy bragged so calmly, as if stating something perfectly normal. His bloodline was the most powerful beast bloodline from the ancient era? This face was truly thick enough!
"Alright, I look forward to seeing your most powerful ancient beast bloodline." Lin Feng smiled. Then, light flickered, and the crowd discovered that the ancient castle enveloping them had suddenly disappeared without a trace. The final thirty people appeared in everyone's sight.
"This round is over." The crowd's pupils contracted slightly. The final top thirty had appeared.
"Twenty-seven men, three beautiful women."
"Two of the women are among the Nine Heavens First Qings. The other woman is Jing."
"Only one of the Nine Heavens First Lords was eliminated outside the top thirty. The other eight have all entered the top thirty."
"The Nine Heavens First Lords are the most dazzling figures in every Nine Heavens Gathering. Although in each gathering, at most only three of the Nine Heavens First Lords have appeared in the top ten, they still firmly occupy the top thirty seats. I wonder if this time, the Nine Heavens First Lords can break the curse and have more people appear on the top ten stage." Someone said softly.
"Definitely not easy. That terrifying array master, Chu Chunqiu, that soul reaper, the monk from the Holy Mountain, and several top geniuses from Shenxiao City—because of Hua Qingfeng's existence, they couldn't obtain the title of Nine Heavens First Lord. But their strength isn't necessarily weaker than the other Nine Heavens First Lords. Having four Nine Heavens First Lords in the top ten would be very difficult, extremely difficult."
This was the pattern throughout history. Even though the Nine Heavens First Lords were terrifying, in every generation, the Nine Heavens Continent always produced several astonishing genius figures.
"That's Lin Feng, the one who killed Lei Dongtian. He's also entered the top thirty. This person's strength is quite impressive, but the top thirty is probably his limit. Advancing further would be as difficult as reaching the heavens." The crowd discussed. Everyone standing there now was an absolute monstrous talent. For anyone to advance further would be very difficult.
"Who is that person? The somewhat fat one. Such an ordinary person actually entered the top thirty. How strange?" Someone stared at Zhou Rongman and asked.
"Don't know. Too ordinary. Never paid attention to him before."
"I saw that guy. In an earlier round with five hundred people in a melee, this fellow was lying on a patch of grass sleeping. He was attacked twice, but he defeated his opponents both times. It seemed like his opponents were too weak—he defeated them with one punch, then went back to sleep. I thought it was strange at the time. His luck was too good—he actually entered the top thirty. The Langxiao First Lord didn't even make it."
At this moment, Shenxiao City was completely lively. Everyone was discussing the top thirty, talking about each of their legends, guessing their final rankings.
"Brother Lin Feng made it into the top thirty." In the void above, Duan Feng's eyes showed a hint of a smile.
"He actually made it into the top thirty. Lucky." Xue Shenfeng's expression was cold. He glanced at Zhetian again. At this moment, Zhetian was looking at Lin Feng. Since there weren't many people left now, he had noticed Lin Feng. This person looked somewhat familiar. However, aside from the Snow Clan, he rarely interacted with outsiders. His mother only made him focus on cultivation, undistracted, and rarely spoke about his father's matters. So he definitely shouldn't have seen this person before. Yet there was still a sense of familiarity.
Lin Feng also seemed to have a strange feeling. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his gaze falling on Zhetian. Similarly, there was a sense of resemblance!