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Xu Feng walked to the center like a celebrity attending an awards ceremony, drawing plenty of attention.
Yang Buyao, unsure how he ended up back in the Ten Factions' camp, felt embarrassed seeing Xu Feng showboating. He thought to himself, if you’re so impressive, why didn’t you act sooner? If you had, you wouldn’t have been beaten so badly just now.
Xu Feng stood in the middle, took out Wu Yuchun's Superior Spirit Sword, pretended to clean his nails, and tapped it on the ground like a cane. He said, "Everyone rested well? If you're ready, let’s continue. Big White needs something to do; otherwise, we might as well go back and have tea."
The Flying Sword from Nine Dragon Pool was marked, and as soon as Xu Feng drew his Flying Sword, it was recognized as Wu Yuchun's. Seeing their fellow disciple's Flying Sword being used as a nail clipper by Xu Feng infuriated the Nine Dragon Pool members, but they forced themselves to endure it and made a mental note of Xu Feng's appearance, vowing to take revenge at the first opportunity.
Although Xu Feng was still busy pretending to clean his nails and poking the ground with the sword, he leisurely lifted one foot, revealing a dirty shoe sole. Then, without mercy, he pressed Wu Yuchun's Flying Sword onto the sole, scraping off dirt repeatedly.
The Flying Sword was part of a cultivator's authority. Although Wu Yuchun was dead, having his Flying Sword publicly humiliated was a disgrace for Nine Dragon Pool. The cultivators from Ten Factions were unaware of the Flying Sword's background and found Xu Feng's actions strange, suspecting he did it intentionally.
As expected, the Nine Dragon Pool members could no longer hold back and shouted angrily in unison. Zhou Zhuan was the first to jump out without caring about anything else and aimed to take Xu Feng's life with Cai Chou Jin She Fa Bao.
With only eleven members left in Nine Dragon Pool, Zhou Zhuan's movement prompted the other ten to follow suit. The Ten Factions cultivators also responded quickly upon seeing their opponents make the first move and drew their swords to engage.
The two sides were only about thirty meters apart. With Xu Feng standing in the middle, he barely needed to move before being threatened by their magical treasures and sword energy.
Seeing Zhou Zhuan's Golden Serpent Treasure shooting toward him, Xu Feng understood its power and did not dare be careless. He swung his arms vigorously; Wings of the Strange Dragon unfolded again as he soared into the air. At the same time, his Moonchaser Bow released a fiery Spiritual Arrow that accurately struck the incoming Golden Serpent Treasure.
Bang! The rapidly approaching Golden Serpent Treasure was momentarily halted by Xu Feng's arrow energy but remained undamaged; its speed was merely affected. In that brief moment, Xu Feng had already distanced himself three hundred meters away.
"Is that a No Arrow Spiritual Bow?" Zhou Zhuan realized his attack had missed and recognized Xu Feng's weapon. Few modern clerks used bows; when Xu Feng shot an arrow, not only did Zhou Zhuan feel surprised, but all cultivators from Ten Factions were also taken aback. They had heard that Xu Feng had used a Spiritual Bow to kill several Foundation Disciples in Mist City; it turned out to be true.
This was Xu Feng's first public use of the Spiritual Bow. Although it was only of medium-grade spirit weapon quality, its effectiveness surpassed that of a Superior Spirit Tool. With double enhancement, Xu Feng's Arrow Force exceeded that of an average Golden Core Mid-Stage Cultivator. While he couldn't match late-stage cultivators, blocking several attacks wasn't an issue.
Once again provoked by Xu Feng, both sides of cultivators plunged into chaotic combat.
Flying three hundred meters above ground, Xu Feng shot Spiritual Arrows one after another while Zhou Zhuan activated his magical treasure with great power. However, its attack range could not compare to Xu Feng's Moonchaser Bow. In battles at this level, Golden Core Stage Cultivators typically used their treasures within ten zhang (about thirty-three meters); beyond that distance diminished their power significantly and made it easier for opponents to retrieve their treasures. Therefore, unless one side was completely powerless to retaliate, they would not use magical treasures beyond ten zhang.
Caught in the melee, Zhou Zhuan could no longer focus solely on dealing with Xu Feng.
Xu Feng flapped the Wings of the Strange Dragon, resembling an Apache Attack Helicopter, dominating the airspace over the chaotic battlefield. He circled around the fighting cultivators, and the Spiritual Bow struck like a hidden venomous snake, quickly and insidiously attacking the cultivators of Nine Dragon Pool. A moment's inattention could lead to being hit by an arrow; while it might not be fatal, injury was inevitable.
In addition to wounding opponents, Xu Feng also intercepted powerful magical treasures. Whenever someone from the Ten Factions found themselves in trouble or was cornered by a magical artifact, Xu Feng's spiritual arrows would arrive just in time to help them escape disaster.
As a result, the tide of battle gradually shifted in favor of the Ten Factions. The Nine Dragon Pool relied on their powerful magical treasures to secure victories, but now that their artifacts were affected, the situation became tense.
“Zhou Zhuan, go kill him!” shouted a frantic cultivator from Nine Dragon Pool at Zhou Zhuan. Xu Feng's spiritual arrows had become a thorn in their side.
“Alright!” Zhou Zhuan replied, retracting his magical treasure and unleashing his Flying Sword towards Xu Feng.
“Your opponent is me!” Yang Buyao called out as he rushed to intercept Zhou Zhuan, aware of Xu Feng's significance. A whip shadow swept in, pulling back Yang Buyao, who had just spoken—this was the cultivator from Nine Dragon Pool.
Zhou Zhuan urged his Flying Sword forward at incredible speed, and with someone clearing a path for him, he quickly broke through the encirclement and closed in on Xu Feng.
Xu Feng had no choice but to abandon his support and swiftly fled as he turned his wings.
To increase his speed, Xu Feng retracted the Wings of the Strange Dragon and switched to using the Flying Sword. Even so, after flying ten miles, he was still caught up by Zhou Zhuan. Xu Feng turned to shoot arrows but missed every shot; under these circumstances, he couldn't injure Zhou Zhuan at all.
“Get down here!” Zhou Zhuan suddenly unleashed the Golden Serpent Treasure towards Xu Feng. Xu Feng fired three arrows in quick succession, but this time Zhou Zhuan was prepared; none of the arrows hit the Golden Snake. As the Golden Snake approached rapidly, Xu Feng had no choice but to draw two Superior Spirit Swords to meet it head-on.
With two sharp sounds, both swords shattered upon impact. Xu Feng fell from his Flying Sword but fortunately still had the Wings of the Strange Dragon. As he landed, he spread his wings wide and stabilized himself on the ground.
The Golden Snake flew back to hover above Zhou Zhuan's head. Zhou Zhuan landed in front of Xu Feng, with the Golden Serpent Treasure poised menacingly above him.
“I didn't expect you to have killed Wu Yuchun; I really underestimated you. But this time, you won't be so lucky,” Zhou Zhuan said coldly. “Hand over Zhenzhong, and I'll give you a complete corpse; otherwise, I have plenty of ways to deal with you.” He dared not get too close to Xu Feng for fear that Xu Feng might self-destruct his Golden Core out of desperation.
Surrounded by knee-high wild grass with no trees in sight, Xu Feng had nowhere to escape.
Xu Feng spread his Azure Dragon Wings but did not rush to fly away; instead, he slowly ascended and looked down at Zhou Zhuan. “You can forget about leaving me with a complete corpse; if you have what it takes, just kill me,” he said as he loosened his grip and shot out a Spiritual Arrow.
"Is your skill exhausted? Still resorting to this tactic? Your arrows may be able to kill Wu Yuchun, but they are nowhere near enough to kill me." Zhou Zhuan disdainfully dodged, easily evading Xu Feng's arrow. The Golden Snake then lunged forward, charging at Xu Feng.
"Dang!" A large bell suddenly appeared in front of Xu Feng, blocking the powerful strike from the Golden Snake.
"Eh?" Zhou Zhuan was taken aback when Xu Feng suddenly summoned the Zhenzhong. "You managed to refine the Zhenzhong so quickly? I'm really curious how you did it." Refining a magical artifact usually takes at least two or three days, yet Xu Feng accomplished it in such a short time, leaving the seasoned Zhou Zhuan astonished.
Zhou Zhuan maintained a distance of twenty to thirty meters from Xu Feng. Although the Zhenzhong was powerful, its speed was too slow to hit Zhou Zhuan, and it could only serve as a shield for now.
Xu Feng enlarged the Zhenzhong to over two meters high, making it three or four times his body size, controlling it to continuously block the Golden Snake's attacks.
Zhou Zhuan's Golden Serpent Treasure was a Medium-Grade Magical Artifact, one level higher than the Zhenzhong. The Zhenzhong was connected to Xu Feng's spirit; with each impact it received, Xu Feng also felt some corresponding effects.
Zhou Zhuan controlled the Golden Snake to attack rapidly, and Xu Feng's face grew increasingly pale.
"Let's see how long you can hold on," Zhou Zhuan laughed maniacally, his attacks relentless. "You, an Early Stage of Golden Core cultivator, dare to kill a disciple of my Nine Dragon Pool? Do you have a death wish or do you find cultivation too hard? I'll help you find relief right now." As Zhou Zhuan continued his fierce assault, he too began to feel drained of spiritual energy. To avoid prolonging the battle unnecessarily, he maintained his attack frequency.
If it weren't for this incredibly strong defensive Zhenzhong, Xu Feng would have died countless times already.
Xu Feng finally sustained injuries and fell to the ground, spitting blood and rolling around in the grass. Yet he still managed to control the Zhenzhong to block the lethal attacks from the Golden Serpent Treasure.
"A cornered beast fights back." Zhou Zhuan wiped sweat from his brow, knowing that Xu Feng had reached his limit. It wouldn't take many more moves to defeat him.
The wind blew from across the field, and the blood that Xu Feng spat mixed into the air, wafting into Zhou Zhuan's nose. Zhou Zhuan became even more excited, his eyes gleaming with a beast-like red light as he formed hand seals one after another, exerting all his effort to urge the Golden Serpent Treasure.
The wind carried away the blood; the scent of blood grew stronger.
The wind blew low over the grass; instead of revealing cattle or sheep, it unveiled five Golden Needles pointing in the same direction.
By afternoon, although the sun was not bright, it still shone golden rays beneath the grass. The Five Golden Needles were like five missiles poised for launch.
It is now time for the launch.
Zhou Zhuan saw Xu Feng, who had just been rolling in the grass, get up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth while smiling coldly.
"I'll give you a complete corpse as well, Five Elements Universe!" This was the last thing Zhou Zhuan heard.
In the grass, the long-hidden Five Golden Needles shot through the night sky like lightning. Multiple beams of different colors erupted ten meters in front of Zhou Zhuan, not giving him any time to react before piercing through his body.
Forehead, chest, abdomen, and both shoulders—five places, five bloody holes.
Zhou Zhuan was thoroughly pierced by Xu Feng's concealed Five Element Needle Technique. Without a word, the needle to his forehead instantly robbed Zhou Zhuan of his ability to speak and his life.
Bang! Zhou Zhuan fell straight back to the ground like a door panel. The five holes on his body were still oozing blood, and his eyes were wider than a cow's. He could hardly believe that he had died at the hands of a cultivator in the Early Stage of Golden Core.
He needed to find someone to ask. Yes, he would soon find someone; that person’s surname was Yan, named King Yan...
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