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"Did you hear that? My disciple said he can defeat your disciple in three moves! I advise you to prepare to bow down and admit your mistakes to Yu Feng!"
Claiming everyone is useless, Qing Shu spoke with a sarcastic tone, yet she couldn't disturb Hao Yue's heart. Nor could she shake Lin Feng, who remained completely unfazed, not even stirring a ripple of emotion.
"Disciple, she said she can defeat you in three moves! What do you think?" Hao Yue asked Lin Feng casually, though he was well aware that his disciple could have battled Meng Lianxin ten days ago. After all, that old fool Sen Fang's fourth disciple had been defeated by Lin Feng in just a few moves.
With twenty more days passed, Lin Feng would only grow stronger! After all, mastering the Yanlong Fire Blade Slash in ten days was no small feat; it was truly monstrous. Moreover, it was particularly suitable for cultivating the Huo Feng technique!
While he had waited a hundred years, Huo Feng had waited over a thousand years for someone like him to arrive. His foolish wife was still feeling pleased with herself; soon enough, she would realize her folly.
Lin Feng glanced at Meng Lianxin and calmly stated, "I can defeat her without needing three moves!"
These words ignited Meng Lianxin's fury. Pointing at Lin Feng, she mocked him, "Defeat me without three moves? Are you out of your mind? It's absurd that someone like you could ever defeat Wei Mu and Tian Guanyun. Those two useless fools made you think you're invincible!"
She laughed heartily, showing no regard for Lin Feng. In her eyes, he was merely a somewhat capable waste of talent, arrogantly overestimating himself. She herself was ranked ninety-first on the Heavenly Ranking and hadn’t even broken a sweat!
Seeing this unfold, Qing Shu found it amusing as well. Today, she intended to show her man that nurturing some useless individuals was pointless. Raising her own strength was what mattered most.
As for who was truly insane? That could wait until later!
"Qing Shu, let the dueling platform be for the younger generation!" Hao Yue chuckled as he spoke.
He wanted to reach out and grab Qing Shu's hand, but she shot him a glare and turned to walk away in the opposite direction. Hao Yue, unfazed by the tension, leaned closer to Lin Feng and said, "Disciple, I know your strength. Don't go too hard on her; after all, she's your Shifu Niang's disciple. If you hurt her too badly, it would be difficult for me to explain."
"There will be future opportunities to unleash your full power; after all, I have many enemies in Heavenly Blade Hall. They can't stand to see us at our peak!" Hao Yue whispered earnestly in Lin Feng's ear, his demeanor unusually serious, making Lin Feng feel as if he were speaking to a different person altogether. It was hard to tell which version of his master was the true one.
"I have my own plans," Lin Feng replied calmly.
"Can't you even fight? It's already late; why are you hesitating now? The more useless a man is, the more he drags things out!" Meng Lianxin said impatiently, her gaze toward Lin Feng filled with disdain.
Meanwhile, the audience was growing restless, urging the two to start their fight. Lin Feng remained silent, simply waving at Meng Lianxin with an expressionless gaze that seemed unfazed by the mounting tension.
"To think you'd let me make the first move at such close range? That's just asking for trouble!"
Seeing that she wanted to engage him in battle, Meng Lianxin felt a surge of murderous intent because Lin Feng had been insulting her. Without any regard for appearances, she stepped back a few paces and summoned a silver long knife into her hand.
With a swift motion, the blade shimmered in the light, giving Lin Feng an impression of softness. However, he knew this was merely an illusion. Instead of dodging, he stood his ground and watched as Meng Lianxin charged at him.
"Is that guy really scared now? What a waste!" Wei Mu and Tian Guanyun exchanged glances filled with disbelief at how Lin Feng could lose so easily.
As Meng Lianxin closed in on him, her movements were graceful yet deadly. The Dao Intent emanating from her blade transformed suddenly; a chilling breeze swept through the air as the knife's edge radiated coldness with destructive intent. This was the Rain Peak Blade—gentle yet lethal, promising annihilation as its conclusion.
Just when Meng Lianxin thought one strike would be enough to defeat Lin Feng and a cold smile appeared on her face, Lin Feng suddenly swung his knife with fierce determination. The momentum surged like fire, ready to consume everything in its path.
"Raging Flame Blade!"
With that first strike, Lin Feng aimed to finish Meng Lianxin in one decisive blow.
Although Yu Feng restrained Huo Feng, Meng Lianxin's blade contained water energy. However, Lin Feng's strike burned even the air to ashes, the wind consumed entirely, and time seemed to stand still.
The overwhelming blade surged forth, carrying a furious intent that sought to ignite the heavens and annihilate the world. It exuded a true aura of destruction!
What? What kind of sword technique is this? At that moment, the audience of thousands wore expressions of bewilderment. They had never seen Huo Feng execute such a technique. Even the Huo Feng Peak Master and the Protector were equally astonished.
As everyone remained in a state of shock, Meng Lianxin believed she could defeat Lin Feng with overwhelming power.
Bang!
But when their blades clashed, Meng Lianxin felt a terrifying fury surge within her heart. It rendered her body uncontrollable, and the strength in her arm began to wane. Coupled with an overwhelming force that battered her arm, even Meng Lianxin, a Wu San Ceng practitioner, sensed a destructive suppression in an instant.
She couldn't comprehend it. In mid-air, she was sent flying; her arm rendered useless, her blade fell to the ground, and then Meng Lianxin's body crashed down.
Blood spewed from her mouth as it scattered in the air! The fiery rage and momentum of the blade continued to surge forth. Even the disciples in the audience felt that overwhelming fury etched into their very souls.
Hiss!
Tens of thousands inhaled sharply.
One move to defeat the enemy! Another strike defeated the Eastern Peak Nine Disciples—just one move! Could it be that Meng Lianxin, ranked ninety-one, was on par with Tian Guanyun, ranked one hundred?
Impossible! One was Wu San Ceng and the other Wu Yiceng; how could they be equal?
No one could fathom this scene! Even Hao Yue wore an expression of disbelief. He had merely sought to maintain a good relationship with Lin Feng to prevent others from discovering his talent and taking him away in the future. He had shared his most treasured techniques with Lin Feng as if they were family heirlooms.
Master, what kind of sword technique is this that my junior brother is practicing? Why haven't we trained in it?
Jing Zhu was filled with confusion as she inquired.
In another direction, Qing Shu widened her beautiful eyes, completely unprepared for such a scene! Her disciple had actually lost to Huo Feng's disciple!
As the crowd expressed their shock and confusion, Dong Tai and Sen Fang also wore puzzled expressions, their hearts filled with astonishment. That bastard actually took on such a disciple! Little Brat is so impressive!
"Vice Hall Master, you have seen much in your time! Was that little fellow's sword technique really Huo Feng's?"
"Yes, Vice Hall Master. If it was Huo Feng's, how could we not have seen it before?"
The two of them simultaneously questioned Jin Dao Wang.
Jin Dao Wang wore a reminiscent expression. "That Angry Flame Slash is indeed Huo Feng's sword technique. However, this technique is not something just anyone can master. Even now, Hao Yue has yet to learn it!"
"You all know that Hao Yue was once a Tian Jiao of Heavenly Blade Hall. This shows just how difficult this technique is to learn."
Jin Dao Wang seemed to still savor the moment when Lin Feng executed that strike. The fury emanated from him, as if Huo Dao could cut through the void!
To showcase such brilliance at merely the Martial Realm is hard to imagine; one can only think of the prowess of Huo Feng's ancestor, the Strongest Hall Master!
"What? Even Xiang Haoyue couldn't master the sword technique? Who created this martial art?"
The two exclaimed in unison.
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