"Qin Feng! Qin Feng! "
Just as everyone in the Sword Discourse Arena was praising Jiang Hu and Qin Sheng, a cry of surprise came from the crowd.
Following this cry of surprise, everyone turned around. When they saw the appearance of a young man in white holding a longsword, the entire arena was once again in an uproar.
"It's really Qin Feng, it's really Qin Feng!"
"Look at how shocked all of you are. So what if he's here? He's still trash. Do you think he still has the qualifications to participate in the Sword Discourse Arena? "
"That's right! This brother is right. His scrap metal had long been swallowed by the holy water of the Sacred Sword Pond when it was being washed. Don't tell me that a sword that has been swallowed and turned into waste water can still touch the Sacred Sword Stele? That's simply a pipe dream. "
"That's right! Qin Feng came at the right time. Didn't he make a solemn vow at the Sacred Sword Pond that the day of the Sword Discourse Arena is the day he ascends? We have to properly ask him if today is the day he ascends with the name of trash. "
Amidst the disdain and insults of the crowd towards Qin Feng, Qin Feng had already walked into the Sword Discourse Arena.
Seeing Qin Feng walk into the Sword Discourse Arena, the members of the Qin family were even more insulting and reprimanding him for his appearance.
"I really didn't think that this trash Qin Feng would still dare to come to Cangzhou City and walk into the Sword Discourse Arena today."
"Hmph! It's this Qin Feng that has thrown away the face of our Qin family. We can't let him off today! "
"That's right! Trash, trash among trash, shameless trash! "
Facing the disdainful gazes and reprimands of the crowd and the Qin family, Qin Feng's expression did not change. Rays of cold light flashed in his eyes as he swept his gaze over them. When he walked below the Sword Discourse Arena, he was blocked by the Sacred Sword Pond's Master, Jianyi.
Jianyi sized up Qin Feng with a face full of disdain and shouted coldly, "Qin Feng! This isn't a place where a lowly person like you can come! "
A cold gleam flashed across Qin Feng's eyes when he saw Jian Yi's disdainful expression. He pressed onto Jian Yi and shouted coldly, "Jian Yi, you're the one who should scram!"
"How dare you! You're just a mere Qin Feng. Listen to what they're saying about you. You're just a piece of trash, yet you dare to be so openly disrespectful to the Sacred Sword Pool Master! "
Qin Feng laughed coldly when he heard Jian Yi mention the dignified Pool Master of the Sacred Sword Pool, and he said, "Pool Master of the Sacred Sword Pool? Without the Sacred Sword Pool, how could there be a fucking Pool Master like you who relies on his strength to bully others!?"
When Jian Yi heard Qin Feng say that there was no Sacred Sword Pool, his eyes were filled with rage. He shouted, "Qin Feng! Not only did you disrespect me, the Pool Master, you even dared to disrespect the Sacred Sword Pool! Let's see how I'll deal with you shamelessly boastful piece of trash. "
Qin Feng's eyes were still brimming with vigor as he glared angrily at Jian Yi. With a clang, he pulled out the hilt of the Sinking Dragon Sword and revealed it to Jian Yi. He shouted coldly, "Jian Yi, open your dog eyes wide and see if this is my Sinking Dragon Sword!"
"The Sinking Dragon Sword, it's really the Sinking Dragon Sword."
Just as Jian Yi exclaimed in shock and saw the countless golden seals on the Sacred Sword Stele on the hilt of the Sinking Dragon Sword, the disciples guarding the Sacred Sword Pool rushed to Jian Yi's side with terrified expressions.
It turned out that the two guards guarding the Sacred Sword Pool had thought that there would be no changes to the Sacred Sword Pool. However, when they saw the longsword that emitted a myriad of golden lights flying out of the Sacred Sword Pool, they hurriedly ran into the Sacred Sword Pool to take a look. Only then did they see that not only had the water in the Sacred Sword Pool dried up, even the Sacred Sword Stele that shot into the sky had sunk into the ground.
After seeing this scene, the disciples guarding the Sacred Sword Pool rushed over to report to Jian Yi.
The guards of the Sacred Sword Pool looked flustered. They did not dare to publicly report the changes in the Sacred Sword Pool in front of Qin Feng and everyone else. They only whispered in Jian Yi's ear.
"What!? How can this be? How is this possible?! "
When Jian Yi heard his disciple say that the water in the Sacred Sword Pool had dried up and the Sacred Sword Stele had been buried underground, his eyes lost focus and his face turned pale as he exclaimed in his heart.
When Qin Feng, who was standing in front of him, saw Jian Yi's sudden loss of focus, a cold gleam flashed across his eyes, and he shouted coldly, "Pool Master Jian Yi, shouldn't you scram now?!"
Pfft!
Jian Yi was so angered by Qin Feng that his eyes turned white. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a thud. He kept repeating the words that Qin Feng had said in the Sacred Sword Pool.
"The day of the sword conference, the day of ascension …"
Everyone present was shocked when they saw Jian Yi's sudden change.
"What's wrong with the Sword One Pool Master? Why did he suddenly become like this after the arrival of a single disciple? He even said that he was helping Qin Feng by saying that the day of the sword conference was the day of his ascension."
"That's right! What's going on?! "
Just when everyone was puzzled and disdainful of Jian Yi's words about the day of the sword conference, the disciple who came to report to Jian Yi told everyone everything.
When everyone heard the disciple who guarded the Sacred Sword Pool said the truth, they were all shocked. They stared at Qin Feng in a daze.
"This! How is this possible?! The water in the Sacred Sword Pool has really dried up. Even the Sacred Sword Stele has sunk into the ground. "
"Could it be that everything Qin Feng said was true? He really used the Sinking Dragon Sword to suck up the Sacred Sword Pool's water?!"
"Pfft! You guys are giving Qin Feng too much credit. Is Qin Feng a god?! Isn't he just a piece of trash that even the Qin family looks down on? If you ask me, it must be his cursed Sword of Misfortune. "
"It must be Qin Feng. Qin Feng's ominous Sinking Dragon Sword has profaned the Sacred Sword Mountain's sword spirit. That's why the Sacred Sword Pool is in trouble!"
"That's right! That must be it. We can't let him off. We must punish this piece of trash severely. He's a scourge! "
At that moment, everyone in Cangzhou City was shouting at Qin Feng angrily, especially the Sword Dao practitioners in Cangzhou City.
This was especially true for the sword cultivators of Cangzhou City. When they found out that the Sacred Sword Pond's holy water had dried up and the Sacred Sword Tablet had been buried underground, all of them had ferocious gazes, as if they couldn't wait to swallow Qin Feng alive.
In their hearts, they still did not believe that Qin Feng's lousy Heavy Dragon Sword of Misfortune could absorb all the holy water in the Sacred Sword Pond. They also did not believe that it could touch the Sacred Sword Stele and bury it underground.
In the face of everyone's humiliation and scolding, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light as he glanced at them. Swoosh!
In the blink of an eye, he had already flown to the Sword Discourse Arena.
Everything on the Sword Discourse Arena was so familiar to Qin Feng.
Three years ago, it was here that Qin Feng had participated in the Sword Discourse Arena as a Great Swordsman who had caused a sensation in Cangzhou City.
Three years ago, it was here that Qin Feng had used his sword qi to dominate the Sinking Dragon Sword. Unfortunately, the Sinking Dragon Sword had destroyed his innate sword spirit, causing him to fall from the Sword Discourse Arena.
Three years ago, it was here that Qin Feng had been looked down upon by his fiancée, Ouyang Tianlan, and had torn up the engagement in front of him.
Three years ago, it was here that Qin Feng had become a piece of trash that everyone in Cangzhou City looked down upon, becoming a lowly and lowly Sword Slave.
Thinking of this scene, a cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He shouted like thunder, "Three years ago, I, Qin Feng, fell here and became a piece of trash!"
"Now, I, Qin Feng, will be here!"
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