In an instant, it was as if he couldn't move.
It was the purest aura of a martial artist, without any Star Techniques or mysteries.
The middle-aged man removed the scabbard, but he didn't pull out the long spear. Instead, he pointed it at Lin Feng with one hand. Just like that, the sharp spear intent couldn't be stopped, and the surrounding space seemed to be completely shrouded. Lin Feng was only left with the huge scabbard in front of him.
His heart was pounding.
He didn't feel any killing intent, but his battle intent was boiling.
"Take the spear." The voice was calm, but it was irresistible. Lin Feng stared at the middle-aged man and vaguely understood. At this moment, there was no need for any words or questions. He just had to do it.
Clang! The Amethyst Spear was unsheathed.
There was a violent vibration. The spear had a spirit.
As if feeling the strong spear intent, Lin Feng held the Amethyst Spear tightly. For the first time, he deeply felt the texture of the spear in his hand. It was the simplicity of returning to the origin. Yes, no matter how strong the spear move was, it was still the same. It was just a spear thrust with one's hand and one's own body.
Somehow, his heart felt so peaceful.
Even under the pressure of such a strong spear intent, the Amethyst Spear in his hand was independent and not disturbed at all.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, seeming to be rather surprised.
Facing Lin Feng, he held his spear and stood with his eyes closed. He didn't attack and just stood there quietly. One man and one spear, two men and two spears, forming a unique landscape in this rocky land. The space felt suffocating, as if no existence could get close.
…
Time passed quietly.
Lin Feng seemed to have entered a state of complete self-awareness, isolated from the outside world.
Holding the Amethyst Spear in his hand, he didn't need to control it too deliberately, nor did he need any complicated skills. He just needed to communicate with his heart and instinctively feel with his body. The soul of the spear seemed to be compatible with the soul of the person, maintaining a horizontal line.
It was profound, but also very simple.
It seemed to be a mystery, but it also seemed to be easy to grasp without any power.
Quietly, there was no other existence in this world.
Only himself and the Amethyst Spear were left.
Time seemed to pass extremely slowly, as if he was in a dream. Even his thoughts became extremely hazy. There seemed to be a blurry shadow in front of him, quietly blooming under the gathering of the white light. It became brighter and brighter, and Lin Feng instantly seemed to widen his eyes.
"That is!?" Lin Feng was shocked.
Oh, right!
Wasn't he just …
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng's mind suddenly cleared, and he came back to his senses.
He opened his eyes forcefully, and his thoughts returned to him. The sound of the Amethyst Spear clanging resounded like the sound of an empty valley. A bright light slowly appeared in front of him. His body, which had just regained its senses, was inexplicably unable to move again. A powerful aura completely suppressed him at this moment.
Like a cloud of smoke, it descended like a thunderbolt!
"Bang!" A loud sound rang out in his mind, and all the distracting thoughts were eliminated.
At this moment, there were no more sounds or sights. It was as if he had entered a world of 'guns'.
In the sky, many fragments of white fog scattered and gradually gathered into a cloud.
Very white.
Pure white and flawless.
Just like the spot of light in front of him.
It was as if the gathering of the white fog was like the birth of the cloud. All the surrounding aura gathered at this point. The power, the force, the aura, all transformed into a clean and neat spear, and transformed into that piece of white cloud that appeared faintly.
This spear was not fast, and it could not be said to be swift, violent, or thunderous.
It was just a simple spear, but it was as if the white cloud fell, and the sky blossomed with indigo blue light.
However, the feeling it gave him was stronger than any other spear technique. It was as if countless spear techniques had merged into one, as if simplicity had been displayed to the extreme. The appearance of the spear was not sloppy, and one spear was another spear, straightforward.
It was as if the clouds and fog had dispersed, and dawn had broken.
"This spear is called 'Rising Clouds'." A faint voice resounded in his ears, like the sound of a bell ringing in his heart.
Lin Feng instantly opened his eyes. Everything around him was like a dream, and disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he was still standing on that group of rocks. The sky was still the same sky, and the ground was still the same ground. There was not the slightest change, but … there was one less person.
It was the middle-aged man who was holding the spear.
He had already disappeared without a trace. Just like this spear technique, the clouds and fog dispersed, and the person disappeared without a trace.
"He …"
"Is he teaching me?"
Lin Feng stared at his hands in a daze, and felt that it was inconceivable.
Even if it was only for a moment, he felt as if he had grown a lot. It was not that his spear technique had improved rapidly, but it was his understanding of the spear, his comprehension of the concept of the spear, and his new understanding of the future of the spear. The dense fog in front of him was just like this spear falling —
The clouds and fog dispersed!
"Ah!?" Lin Feng glanced at the time indicated on the compass, and his expression changed.
"It's already been seven days?"
With his eyes wide open, Lin Feng felt even more shocked.
He felt as if only a moment had passed, but … it had already been seven days?
"Oh right, I seemed to have an epiphany earlier?" Lin Feng suddenly remembered, and his eyes glowed. He was completely immersed in the world of the spear technique, and it seemed that the middle-aged man woke him up, and then … taught him that spear technique.
After that, he disappeared without a trace.
"He is indeed very strange." Lin Feng shook his head with a bitter smile.
He had always felt that the middle-aged man was strange.
Now, this feeling was even stronger.
"Mother is right. In this Dou Ling World, there are many hidden experts who do not care about worldly affairs, and they wholeheartedly want to break through the Xuan Realm and become a Starry Sky expert."
"I think he is one of them, right?"
Lin Feng's eyes were slightly dazzled.
If he still did not know the strength of the middle-aged man, he would be too stupid.
Although he did not know the middle-aged man's identity, his strength was definitely on the same level as his mother, far surpassing the Holy Lord of the Human Demon. In front of the middle-aged man, he could not resist at all. If the middle-aged man wanted to kill him, he would have died many times over.
"But who exactly is he?"
"Is he an ancient race expert, or a hidden human expert? But is there such a strong human martial artist? "
"The strangest thing is, why is he teaching me?"
Confused, Lin Feng looked into the distance, and his heart was filled with curiosity.
…
…
Water Curtain Cave.
Whoosh! A figure suddenly appeared.
If Lin Feng saw him, he would definitely recognize him. It was the middle-aged man with the giant spear sheath.
What was he doing here?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Although he seemed to be walking slowly, it was as if he was teleporting. What was even stranger was that he was walking in this unfamiliar Water Curtain Cave as if it was flat ground, as if it was not his first time here. In front of the mist, Shui Youmei was standing gracefully.
"Holy Lord, this way please." After opening the passage, Shui Youmei had a respectful expression.
Holy Lord?
The person who came was one of the twelve Holy Lords of the human race, the mysterious —
Holy Lord Cloud Spear!
…
"How is it?" The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord smiled kindly.
"Not bad." Holy Lord Cloud Spear was a man of few words.
"Oh?" The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord was slightly surprised.
"Your spear sense is excellent, but your talent …" After hesitating for a while, Holy Lord Cloud Spear's gaze landed on the Heavenly Secret Holy Lord and said in a low voice, "I have returned the three conditions I owed you. From now on, we are even. Farewell. See you never again."
After speaking, he turned around and left.
"Cloud Spear, are you willing to live a mediocre life with your cultivation?" The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord's eyes sparkled.
Without stopping, Holy Lord Cloud Spear's dim eyes flashed. "There's no need to persuade me. The survival of the human race has nothing to do with me."
"But she …" The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord wanted to persuade him again, but a terrifying aura suddenly exploded in front of him. Holy Lord Cloud Spear had already stopped, but he did not turn around. However, the huge spear scabbard shook violently, releasing surging spear intent.
"Alright, I won't persuade you." The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord tactfully shut his mouth, but he knew Holy Lord Cloud Spear's temperament.
The trembling spear scabbard stopped, and Holy Lord Cloud Spear's uncontrollable aura slowly dissipated. He then stepped forward and walked out.
"Oh right, I forgot to tell you." The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord smiled and said, "The Lin Feng you saw wasn't all. He has a clone with great talent who cultivates the Battle God Dao." The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord looked at Holy Lord Cloud Spear and saw him slowing down. However, he did not stop and entered the whirlpool, disappearing in an instant.
The Heavenly Secret Holy Lord's lips curled up as he squinted his eyes.
…
…
"What a pity!"
"Such a good feeling."
"I can't waste any more time. I have to end the battle as soon as possible."
Lin Feng's eyes sparkled.
His intuition told him that the spear wasn't suitable for his main body, but it was suitable for his clone. However, at this moment, all his comprehension was on his main body. Furthermore, only his special eyes could remember that spear. When he closed his eyes, he could still feel the wonderful feeling in his body.
Cultivating at this moment was definitely the best result.
However, he had to participate in the final battle of the Emperor Throne Competition.
What a pity!
This feeling of cultivation could only be used once.
If he lost it, he might not be able to find it again. Just like gaining enlightenment, it depended on luck and timing. Sometimes, it would come as he wished.
"Hurry!"
"I have to end it quickly so that I can cultivate."
Lin Feng pursed his lips tightly, his heart burning with impatience.
His strongest attribute might be his flames, but what he liked the most since he was young …
It was the spear.
…
On the challenge stage:
At this moment, it was already packed with people.
There were many times more people than when he fought the Human Demon Sacred Lord. Almost all the Saints in the Southern Region had gathered to participate in this grand event. This was because this time, it would determine the future ruler of the Southern Region. No one wanted to miss it.
This was the true Emperor Throne Competition!
Apart from Lin Feng, the other six Saints had already arrived.
King Yan, King Lu, and King Ju — the three Kings of the Nine States — led Emperor Yao's faction. The other three Saints were all unaffiliated Saints. This included the hermit expert Huang Zhi. He had also been present during the Human Demon Sacred Lord's battle and had personally witnessed Lin Feng's shocking battle. There was also Palace Master Ju Yan, who led the Orange Moon Palace and was quite powerful. There was also the great bandit Ke Ke, who had appeared out of nowhere 100 years ago.
The top six were all here. Only Lin Feng was left!
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