"Go to hell!"
When the Boundless Power reached its peak, contestant number 100 instantly attacked thirty-nine times. Each of Du Feng's illusions was hit by three swords from the top, middle, and bottom. Not to mention that his Boundless Power was very strong, his swords were really fast. His talent in swordsmanship must be very high, otherwise he would not have become an official disciple of the Sky Emperor.
He believed that at least three of his thirty-nine swords could hit Du Feng, because at least one of the thirteen Du Feng's must be real. As long as three swords hit the real Du Feng, even if he couldn't kill him, he would force his real body out.
Many people thought so. Under the pressure of the Boundless Power, coupled with the thirty-nine rapid swords, Du Feng would definitely not be able to hide. But things were not as everyone thought. They heard a series of clanking sounds coming from the arena.
If someone were to count carefully, they would find that it was exactly thirty-nine times, no more, no less. Could it be that all thirty-nine swords hit? What was more interesting was that the thirteen Du Feng's didn't disappear after being hit, but trembled more violently.
What's going on? Contestant number 100 was a little dumbfounded. It could be said that Du Feng had already seen through the route of his swords and instantly blocked all his attacks with the thirty-nine swords.
Not convinced, he was really not convinced in his heart. As a disciple of the Sky Emperor, how could he be defeated by a poor boy from the Eastern Heaven Realm?
Contestant number 100 once again gathered his strength and attacked. This time, he burst out fifty-two swords in one breath. Each illusion of Du Feng's suffered a total of four swords. In this way, no matter how powerful Du Feng was, he wouldn't be able to take it.
In fact, many people didn't understand. Even if Du Feng wanted to take the opponent's attack, he only needed to take the few swords that attacked the real body. Why did he have to take all the swords that attacked the real body? But after thinking about it carefully, if he only took the few swords that attacked the real body, it would be equivalent to exposing himself.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Seeing contestant number 100 unleash 52 strikes in one breath, each strike steady, accurate, and ruthless, the audience below the stage couldn't help but cheer. Everyone believed that even if Du Feng was not hit this time, he would definitely reveal his true body.
"Ding ding dang dang dang …"
This series of rapid and chaotic noises was so loud that it hurt people's ears. However, even after the barrage of attacks, Du Feng still did not appear. The 13 illusions were still trembling, but they were swaying more violently than before.
The Celestial Emperor was extremely anxious, and he wanted to remind his disciple through hand gestures or lip movements. But with the Flame Emperor's forceful interference, his plan still couldn't succeed. If the Qing Emperor wanted to interfere, there was still the Qing Emperor waiting for him. However, what was interesting was that Emperor Le had no intention of helping.
After all, it was the Celestial Thearch's disciples competing, not her own disciples.
52 strikes in one go. Number 100 thought that he would definitely win, but to his surprise, the 13 illusions of Du Feng were still there, just trembling more violently.
What was going on? Why was he still able to receive all the attacks? At this moment, number 100 began to doubt whether Du Feng's illusions were real. Could he really have created 12 doppelgangers for himself, and then used all the doppelgangers to take on the attacks together? If that was the case, wouldn't he have to destroy all the doppelgangers in one go to defeat Du Feng?
"Again!"
Number 100 was really going all out. With a roar, he ignited the Spiritual Energy in his body and unleashed his strongest attack. His entire body was surrounded by sword shadows, and he had lost count of the number of strikes he had unleashed. Clanging sounds rang out continuously, and it felt like he would not stop until he destroyed Du Feng's illusions.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … this person is really fierce. If it was me, I would definitely not be able to take it."
Actually, Fu Xi also could not figure out where Du Feng's true body was, but he knew that there must be a reason why he was doing this. Such a storm-like attack, even if it wasn't some doppelganger technique, he would not be able to take it.
"This is too fierce. Even I am afraid."
Some of the spectators broke out in cold sweat. They felt that if so many swords were to attack them, they would be shattered. Even if he was holding a shield, it would be shattered. Even if he was wearing armor, he would be pierced into a sieve. They had no idea how that number 660 Du Feng was able to make use of so many swords.
"That's possible. How did he calculate the trajectory of his opponent's sword?"
Many people expressed that it was absolutely impossible. Even if Du Feng's sword was fast, it would still be difficult for him to attack. Don't forget that he was passively defending. He had to calculate the opponent's attack trajectory every time to be able to block all the attacks.
"How is it impossible? Listen to that sound, it's obviously the collision of swords."
Another spectator was right. If a sword was piercing a shield or armor, it would definitely not produce such a crisp clanging sound. Moreover, if it was piercing a shield, the attacker would also be able to feel the difference in resistance.
"Damn it, this is really godly. Whose disciple is this Du Feng? It can't be him from the East Emperor Sect, right?"
No one could guess why Du Feng was so powerful. How could an independent cultivator without the guidance of an experienced Immortal Emperor be so powerful? However, everyone knew of the famous Immortal Emperors, and none of them were Du Feng's masters. Therefore, some people guessed that it could be him from the East Emperor Sect that had disappeared for a long time.
Uh … one had to admit that they were really guessing.
Actually, Du Feng's fighting style would not expose the fact that the East Emperor was still alive. The spectators were just making wild guesses.
"Kacha!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard. One of the 13 illusions of Du Feng started to become blurry.
Just as number 100 was about to exhaust his Quintessential Essence, he was finally going to defeat his opponent's clone. At the thought of this, he pulled himself together and continued to attack quickly. At this moment, his arms were already numb to the extent of losing feeling. If Du Feng did not admit defeat, he would be the one to lose.
"We admit …"
Number 100 was about to win, but for some reason, the Celestial Thearch actually admitted defeat on his behalf.
However, it was all too late. All 13 Du Feng's suddenly disappeared and turned into 13 Blood Splitting Flying Swords, all stabbing towards number 100. That's right, the 13 Du Feng's were all fake. The clanging sound came from the bright silver treasured sword continuously colliding with each Blood Splitting Flying Sword.
Everyone was overthinking. It was not that Du Feng could withstand all the attacks, but that number 100 was foolishly attacking the opponent's Blood Splitting Flying Swords. No matter how fast he was, all he could hear were the clanging sounds of the swords colliding. If not for the fact that one of the Blood Splitting Flying Swords had a crack, he would probably be able to last until he died of exhaustion.
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