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Chapter 1120

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"Eight representatives, do you have anything else to say?"

Lord Jing Rui looked at the eight representatives sitting on the chairs. Before the conference began, it was necessary to ask for the opinions of the representatives of the seed academies. This was the rule, whether it was held in Jingcheng or not.

However, generally, no representative would put forward some contrary opinions. After all, they had to give face to the host. As God Ancestors, face was the most important thing.

However, there were exceptions.

"Brother Jing, how about we use swords to liven things up before the conference begins?"

This was not an opinion, but a request, and it was a little excessive. Today's schedule was arranged by Jing Rui, and now they were asked to use swords to liven things up, which naturally made Jing Rui a little unhappy.

He raised his head and looked at the Sword Ancestor, the dean of the Sword Ancestor Academy. At this moment, the Sword Ancestor had a very big smile on his face. He looked harmless, but he had thought for a long time. This was a conspiracy, and also a good opportunity for the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy to become famous.

For the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy, swordsmanship was already a very simple thing, let alone liven things up with swords. This was no problem for the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy.

"How do you want to liven things up? Alone? Or fight? " Jing Rui's state of mind was not flawed, so he could endure this very unsuitable condition. Sometimes, in order for the Academy Conference to go smoothly, sometimes small interludes had to be accepted, so that the conference could be completed well.

After hearing Jing Rui's question, the Sword Ancestor glanced at the disciple of the Sword Ancestor Academy in the corner of the arena. He saw a young man in a blue loose robe, holding a heavy sword in his hand. The heavy sword was wrapped in a sword belt. It was unknown whether he was afraid of others seeing the sharpness of the sword or he was deliberately mystifying it.

"Jian Xuan, come and greet the elders."

The Sword Ancestor pointed at the other five God Ancestors sitting on the chairs, except for the white-haired woman and Lin Feng. He did not point at them, obviously telling Jian Xuan that although these two people were sitting on the chairs, they were not qualified.

Lin Feng and the white-haired woman raised their eyebrows. The white-haired woman saw Lin Feng's gaze, and Lin Feng also looked at her. After their gazes met, Lin Feng calmly looked away, but the white-haired woman's mouth curved slightly.

"Jian Xuan greets the five elders."

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

The blue-robed disciple held a heavy sword and bowed to the five representatives of the God Ancestors and the City Lord Jing Rui as a courtesy.

Jing Rui didn't bother about Jian Xuan. In his eyes, he didn't care about a level-six God Emperor. He could casually slap an expert at the level-eight God Emperor to death, let alone a disciple at the level-six God Emperor Realm.

"Sword Ancestor, what do you think?" Jingrui City Lord asked the Sword Ancestor. He didn't know what the Sword Ancestor wanted the disciples of his academy to do at this time. Was he going to play with his sword alone? This was ridiculous.

A day passed by quickly. The Academy Assembly would be held for two consecutive days. On this day, eight teams would be selected to advance to the semifinals, and the next day, the top three would be selected.

Therefore, he was pressed for time. He had deliberately planned what he needed to do at each time. Now that the Sword Ancestor had disrupted his original plan, City Lord Jingrui was naturally furious.

"In my opinion, Jian Xuan will compete with someone else. Once the winner is decided, the competition will begin immediately. What do you think?" The Sword Ancestor smiled coldly. This time, in front of tens of thousands of people, City Lord Jingrui wouldn't refuse.

Indeed, Jing Rui couldn't agree to the Sword Ancestor's request. After all, he had already tacitly agreed to the competition.

"Give me five minutes. After five minutes, regardless of whether the winner is decided or not, the competition will begin." Jing Rui reluctantly agreed to the Sword Ancestor's request, but he only had five minutes.

The Sword Ancestor smiled brightly and nodded indifferently. "No problem. Five minutes is enough for Jian Xuan to prove himself."

"Jian Xuan, choose an opponent. After getting his permission, we'll have a sword battle." The Sword Ancestor smiled indifferently and glanced at Lin Feng.

His intention was very clear, he wanted Jian Xuan to beat Lin Feng down from his seat and humiliate the Star Nebula Academy in front of everybody. He didn't know what Star Nebula Academy was, he didn't even know when it had existed, but this kind of representative wasn't qualified to sit side by side with him.

Someone needed to beat him down, but they couldn't do that. They couldn't use the power of a God Ancestor to humiliate a God Emperor, but Jian Xuan could. This time, he had a good reason to fight and he was also at the same level.

Jian Xuan understood his teacher's meaning. He followed the Sword Ancestor's gaze and looked at Lin Feng. He couldn't help but smile playfully. From the beginning, he didn't look up to Lin Feng. Now that he had the opportunity to fight, he wouldn't let it go.

Lin Feng hadn't thought that the Sword Ancestor would blame him. He had never offended the Sword Ancestor, he had never seen the Sword Ancestor, he had never met the Sword Ancestor, he had never met any of the Sword Ancestor's students.

Now, Sword Ancestor wanted Jian Xuan to teach Lin Feng a lesson, he was provoking Lin Feng. Lin Feng wouldn't let such people have a good ending.

"The representative of Nebula Academy, do you agree to have a sword battle with me to liven things up?"

Finally, under the anticipation of many people, Jian Xuan chose his opponent, and this opponent also shocked countless people.

Surprisingly, Jian Xuan had chosen a representative of a seed academy to challenge Lin Feng.

Things were getting more and more interesting. Even Lin Feng thought things were getting interesting. Jian Xuan was challenging him to a sword battle.

Di Shang and the others were standing in a corner and watching the battle. They were nervous and anxious. What if Lin Feng lost the battle? Wouldn't that be extremely shameful? I'm afraid that no one will take Nebula Academy seriously in the upcoming matches.

But then again, if Lin Feng won, he would offend the Sword Ancestor Academy. The Sword Ancestor Academy was a third-grade group of influence, they had three or four God Ancestors.

Therefore, Lin Feng didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do.

Lin Feng glanced at Jian Xuan. Jian Xuan was looking at Lin Feng as if he didn't care about Lin Feng at all.

Indeed, with his cultivation level of the fifth God Emperor, it was difficult to win people's attention, especially when Jian Xuan was a sixth God Emperor.

"What? You don't want to fight? "

When Jian Xuan saw that Lin Feng didn't reply, he couldn't help but laugh mockingly. He was trying to infuriate Lin Feng.

But if Lin Feng was infuriated, he wouldn't be called a genius.

"There must be something to liven things up. If I win, what happens? If you win, what happens? "

"You don't even have such rules and you want to invite me to a sword battle? Little brother Jian Xuan, hehe, where does your confidence come from?"

After hearing Jian Xuan's mockery, Lin Feng finally said his first sentence on the stage. His first sentence made many people feel that Lin Feng was different from the rest of the people he had met before.

Even though he sounded calm, it was full of anger. Lin Feng was humiliating Jian Xuan's intelligence and raising his status. Calling him little brother was enough to explain everything.

Jian Xuan was in a good mood, especially since he could challenge a seed university's representative, but Lin Feng's words made him furious. He didn't know what to say.

"Hmph, your name is Lin Feng, right? I respect you because you're a seed university's representative, that's why I'm being polite. I can't stand you anymore."

"Lin Feng, answer me directly. Do you dare to fight or not?"

Said Jian Xuan furiously. He immediately asked Lin Feng whether he dared to fight or not. His attitude was completely different. He wanted to humiliate Lin Feng, the more painful it was, the better. That was what the sword ancestor wanted to see.

He was happy to abide by the rules and perform his duty as a disciple.

Lin Feng hadn't thought Jian Xuan would provoke him like that, but since it was like that, if he didn't go down, he would be humiliated.

"Alright, I accept your challenge. Let's have a duel."

Lin Feng took a step forwards and immediately arrived in front of Jian Xuan. They were less than ten meters apart.

As they looked at each other, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and within the coldness was hidden killing intent.

"Lin Feng, my little friend, please be gentle. Hehe, Jian Xuan is a junior after all."

Shouted the sword ancestor. He sounded like he was making fun of Lin Feng, but he didn't mean it.

Lin Feng ignored him. He had nothing to do with Jian Xuan, so he didn't care about him.

"Lin Feng, unsheathe your sword. Let me see how strong you are. Since you're the representative, you must be extraordinary."

Jian Xuan sneered again and again. He began to grip the heavy sword tightly. After opening the sword belt, a sharp blood-red heavy sword was exposed in front of everyone, causing a burst of cheers.

"That sword is terrifying."

"It's going to become an Ancestral weapon soon, right?"

"No, it's still a Divine Imperial weapon, but it's almost as strong as an Ancestral weapon."

… …

"Lin Feng, what's wrong? You don't have a sword? Or you don't dare draw your sword? " When Jian Xuan saw that Lin Feng didn't say anything and didn't take out his sword, he looked like he was making fun of Lin Feng.

"Jian Xuan, do you understand what it means to use your sword to destroy your Sword Dao?"

Lin Feng remained silent for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and stared at Jian Xuan. He then asked him in an ice-cold tone.

Jian Xuan's facial expression slightly changed. He could sense that Lin Feng was humiliating him. He was furious. He clenched his gigantic sword and immediately attacked Lin Feng.

"I don't care. I'll show you my Sword Dao first, haha." Jian Xuan laughed mockingly. His sword pierced through the air and pierced through Lin Feng's chest.

Many people had already closed their eyes, not daring to look at the bloody scene. Regretful voices spread throughout the arena.

However …

"Your sword, destroy your Sword Dao. That's it!"

Said Lin Feng while laughing in a mocking tone. His terrifying Qi spread in all directions. Everybody's eyes were wide open when they saw that. Lin Feng was holding his heavy sword with his bare hands. Blood could be seen on his sword, but that wasn't the most important thing.

The main point was that Lin Feng had taken the sword from Jian Xuan. Jian Xuan's face was already red. He had used all his strength, but he couldn't do anything to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng held the sword and kicked with his left foot. The hilt flew towards his arm and Lin Feng grabbed the sword.

The sword slashed down fiercely and went straight for Jian Xuan's skull.

Jian Xuan shuddered. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move even half a step. He looked at the heavy sword above his head with a pale face.

Clang!

Suddenly, Lin Feng's sword stopped in front of Jian Xuan's skull. They were less than half an inch apart, but Jian Xuan was scared out of his wits. It felt like a hundred years had passed.

One strike, one move. Your sword, destroy your Sword Dao. It was that simple.

"Sword Ancestor, I'll give you face and listen to you. I don't want to kill Jian Xuan because he's a junior. You should know that."

"Here's your sword. Remember, the true meaning of Sword Dao is to destroy your Sword Dao."

Lin Feng threw the sword back to Jian Xuan. Then, he walked back to the edge of the stage and sat down on his chair.

At that moment, the stage was dead silent.

Only Jian Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

His Sword Dao had really been crippled!

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