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Ximen Tower shivered slightly and quickly turned to look at Liu Yunfei. Seeing that his disciple was carrying a sword, he finally felt relieved.
Ximen Tower gave Liu Yunfei a knowing glance. Liu Yunfei nodded in understanding and leaped towards the Arena.
The distance to the Arena was over ten zhang, and it was several zhang high as well. Such a distance and height were impossible to clear in a single jump. Bear Wind also had to cover seven or eight zhang before he could leap up.
The people below the Arena were discerning. When they saw Liu Yunfei attempt such a long jump, they leaped up as well. Although they did not believe that Liu Yunfei could reach the Arena in one go, they knew that this young man must have some underlying reason for his strange actions.
Sure enough, as Liu Yunfei jumped, he exhausted his strength halfway through the air. At that moment, he was still five zhang away from the Arena. Suddenly, Liu Yunfei gathered his energy, twisted his body, and with three swift kicks, it was as if there were three steps in mid-air. Against all odds, he managed to generate enough force to leap onto the Arena.
This extraordinary display of skill drew gasps of admiration from the crowd below.
Liu Yunfei's entrance was not merely for show. For someone like him, who defied common sense, remaining inconspicuous might be possible—he could wear a disdainful expression every day. However, if he were to appear before others, he would undoubtedly perform astonishing feats. To him, following the rules was akin to self-destruction.
Upon landing on the Arena, Liu Yunfei first cupped his hands towards Zhao Tingshui below. Then he turned to Bear Wind and said, "I am Liu Yunfei from Wuhua Sword Sect, sent by my master to ask you to withdraw from the contest for the position of leader."
As soon as these words left his mouth, silence fell over the crowd. If an elder said this to a junior, it would be considered polite; between peers, it was a provocation. Liu Yunfei's words felt like a slap in Bear Wind's face.
Bear Wind remained silent, his face darkened as he stared at Liu Yunfei. The atmosphere was tense with silence. It wasn't that Bear Wind didn't want to explode with anger; rather, Liu Yunfei's display of skill made him cautious.
The technique of Cloud Ladder wasn't an exclusive martial art. Many established sects taught this lightness skill to promising disciples as a means of self-preservation. Cloud Ladder allowed one to use their Inner Strength to regain momentum after exhausting their initial power. Normally, it wasn't difficult to assist one's movement by a few feet; however, at this moment, technique played a significant role. This kind of leveraging worked well within ten feet but beyond that relied entirely on Inner Strength—technique became secondary.
Yet for someone like Liu Yunfei, who had exhausted his initial strength and found no leverage, to leap five zhang was something Bear Wind could not achieve. Bear Wind knew that relying on this method would only allow him an additional three zhang at most; there was no way he could reach five zhang. He understood that this young man's Inner Strength far surpassed his own.
Bear Wind was a carefree man and somewhat reckless, but he wasn't foolish. He realized that the young man's profound Inner Strength must have been cultivated through some fortunate circumstances.
Bear Wind did not believe in following a step-by-step cultivation process. It seemed improbable for such a young person to possess greater Inner Strength than himself; such results could easily stem from hasty growth. Rapid increases in Inner Strength came with many drawbacks; falling into madness was only a matter of time. Thus, Bear Wind wasn't overly concerned about this matter. Furthermore, he absolutely did not believe that the young man could execute One Sword, Seven Flowers.
After pondering for a moment, Bear Wind made up his mind. He coldly laughed and said, "A mere child dares to speak so arrogantly? Very well! Just dealing with Zhao Tingshui alone wouldn’t be satisfying enough; I’ll use you as an appetizer."
Without wasting any more words, Liu Yunfei drew his treasured sword from behind him and pointed it at Bear Wind from afar. "Please."
Bear Wind let out a strange laugh as he gripped his Iron Sword tightly. His tall figure lunged towards Liu Yunfei like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
As the crowd watched, Bear Wind unleashed the One Sword, Seven Flowers sword technique. They all understood that this battle had lost its suspense. They recalled Liu Yunfei's disrespectful words and Bear Wind's impulsive, decisive nature. It seemed unlikely that this young man from the Wuhua Sect would have a good ending.
Liu Yunfei calmly observed as the sword light approached, then flicked his wrist to counter with a Sword Flower, revealing that he too was using the One Sword, Seven Flowers technique. The crowd gasped in shock and fell silent, staring blankly at the two on the Arena.
Upon seeing the young man before him using the same sword technique, Bear Wind realized that today's battle would be exceptionally challenging, with slim chances of victory. He understood that this young man was indeed qualified to speak those words.
After more than ten exchanges, Bear Wind began to sweat. It wasn't due to fatigue but because he discovered that the young man's swordplay was smooth and nearly flawless. Moreover, the technique was peculiar and unpredictable, leaving Bear Wind with a sense of helplessness as if he were chasing shadows.
Bear Wind had initially believed his strength lay in his swordsmanship. However, as the battle progressed, he found himself at a complete disadvantage. Now, he was focused on how to lose without looking too bad.
Xunuo watched from below with delight. He already knew how the outcome would unfold as soon as the two made their moves. Everything was developing according to Xunuo's expectations, especially Liu Yunfei's stunning entrance, which made Xunuo silently grateful for such a powerful senior brother.
Just as the competition reached a fever pitch, a sudden scream echoed from outside the Training Ground. In the silence surrounding the Arena, everyone’s attention was fixated on the duelists, making this scream particularly jarring and piercing.
Then someone stumbled into the Training Ground. This person was drenched in blood-soaked white clothing. As he got closer, Xunuo recognized him as Jiang Tiesuo from the Divine Mechanism Hall. Jiang Tiesuo's eyes were bloodshot as he ran and shouted, "Someone has attacked our mountain gate!"
Xunuo hurried over to support Jiang Tiesuo and noticed that one of his arms had been completely severed.
Ximen Tower shouted towards the direction of the mountain gate, "Who dares to trespass on Wuhua Mountain?"
No sooner had he spoken than there was a loud crash as the Training Ground's door flew open. A massive blade resembling a door panel thrust inside first. The next moment, its wielder appeared at the entrance.
The figure stood over ten feet tall, bald-headed with eyebrows as thick as two fingers and a square face with a wide mouth. Dressed in a gray open-front robe and a broad belt, what stood out most was the enormous knife in his hand—measuring ten feet long, one foot wide, with a thick spine and sharp edge, already stained with blood.
The crowd fell silent for a moment before someone suddenly screamed, "Demon Blade Tian Guangfeng!"
Upon hearing this name, Ximen Tower felt darkness clouding his vision and staggered slightly. He thought bitterly: When did our Wuhua Sect provoke this Killing God?
Tian Guangfeng looked up at the Arena where the two combatants had ceased their fighting and were now gazing in his direction. He horizontally positioned his knife and strode toward the Arena.
The various sect leaders and guild masters below quickly stepped aside to clear a path; not one dared to intervene.
Tian Guangfeng reached the base of the Arena and took a step up onto it. The towering Bear Wind suddenly appeared half a head shorter before him.
Tian Guangfeng stared with wide eyes at Bear Wind and Liu Yunfei. Liu Yunfei felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, a shiver running through him. Bear Wind was so frightened that he took a small step back.
In truth, Bear Wind was already feeling the urge to flee. However, since his faction was vying for the position of leader, it would be easier to speak if they were not currently in the Arena. If he ran away out of fear now, not only would he lose the chance at leadership, but he would also have no say within the Martial Arts Alliance in the future. Although he was terrified by this Killing God, he could only brace himself and watch the situation unfold.
Demon Blade Tian Guangfeng glanced at the two and shouted, “I’m here to destroy Wuhua Sect today. If you don’t want trouble, get lost!”
Bear Wind felt furious upon hearing this. But after a moment’s thought, he realized he was definitely no match for Tian Guangfeng; it was better to back down than to risk his life.
Since Tian Guangfeng had already given him a way out, Bear Wind’s face flushed as he said, “Since this is a matter between your two factions, I won’t interfere. Farewell.”
With that, he stepped down from the Arena.
Liu Yunfei looked at the massive blade in Tian Guangfeng's hand and felt a chill rise in his heart. He knew that his swordsmanship could never break through that blade. Yet being killed at his own doorstep left him with no way to retreat. With this thought, he felt oddly calm.
Ximen Tower pondered for a moment before signaling for a Wuhua Sect disciple to come over. He instructed him to quickly go to Seven Star Sword Hall and ask Gao Weiji to lead the Seven Star Sword Formation over.
Meanwhile, Xunuo hurriedly tended to Jiang Tiesuo’s wounds and instructed his disciples to carry him away for treatment. As he approached, he heard Ximen Tower dispatching someone to call for the Seven Star Sword Formation in response.
Xunuo had naturally heard of Demon Blade Tian Guangfeng's notorious reputation. Looking at that enormous blade of his, he knew that while the Seven Star Sword Formation could hold off this man, it could not contain him, let alone kill him. After considering this, Xunuo sighed and walked toward the Arena.
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