Feng Xingsheng remained expressionless on his stern face. He smiled coldly and said, "Insignificant tricks. The five of you attacking together is actually nothing much."
"How arrogant! Let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant later."
Ren Hua snorted and pushed off the mountain peak heavily. Then, he drew a black ruler and flew forward at lightning speed.
The distance between the nine mountain peaks looked very close from a distance. In reality, even the closest one was a kilometer away. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
Every time Ren Hua passed a mountain peak, he would push off heavily with his feet. Every time he pushed off, his speed would increase. Crunching sounds came from the mountain peaks.
With the force of his feet, the mountain peaks shattered, becoming shorter by several inches. Dust filled the air, giving off a startling aura.
Such a large formation was in line with the rough and unrestrained combat style of the people of the battle realms.
Although it took a long time to describe, Ren Hua arrived before Feng Xingsheng in just four or five flashes.
The heavy black ruler seemed to contain a tremendous force as it hacked at Feng Xingsheng with a berserk aura.
The instant it landed, it seemed to split the air in half. With the naked eye, one could clearly see a shockwave parting the air like a curtain of water.
Feng Xingsheng turned around slightly and drew his saber, blocking the descending ruler.
A loud collision resounded, deafening everyone's eardrums. Feng Xingsheng did not move at all. He easily received such a heavy blow that seemed to be able to break the sky.
Ren Hua chuckled and said unconcernedly, "Your hand must be numb. This is just the appetizer."
Feng Xingsheng said coldly, "You overestimate yourself. I am not as weak as you make me out to be. This ruler of yours is really, really weak."
"Ka ca!"
A dazzling saber light flickered like stars as Feng Xingsheng drew his saber. A sharp saber intent gathered and merged with Quintessence to form a strand of pitch-black saber Qi.
Ren Hua's expression changed slightly. He had not expected Feng Xingsheng to be able to draw his saber so easily under the pressure of his heavy ruler.
Ren Hua's figure flickered as he retreated. The friction between his body and the air gave off a dull sonic boom.
The corners of Feng Xingsheng's lips curled up slightly. His right hand, which held his saber hilt, was like an artist waving a baton, swinging it forward rhythmically.
That strand of pitch-black saber Qi immediately swept out, forming a curved black line in the air.
As Ren Hua retreated, the curved black lines between the two surfaces slowly widened, giving off a strange sense of beauty.
Ren Hua's expression turned unsightly. The arc formed by the black saber Qi seemed to expand endlessly. It was less than two inches away from his face.
The strong wind from the saber Qi caused the hair in front of his head to flutter wildly. The skin on his face also hurt.
The black saber Qi was like a blade of death. If he was a little slower, his head would immediately be chopped in half.
Furthermore, the distance between them was simply too close. There was simply no time for him to use his heavy ruler to block the attack. All he could do was continue to retreat.
At this moment, his life was hanging by a thread. He could only gamble that the saber Qi would weaken before he ran out of Quintessence due to time.
When the people outside saw this, they did not think much of it. It was just Feng Xingsheng sending out a strand of black saber Qi to force Ren Hua back.
Unexpectedly, Ren Hua's situation had already reached a point where he would die if he was not careful.
Feng Xingsheng revealed a disdainful smile. His right hand moved at lightning speed, and he sheathed his saber.
"Xiu!"
When the saber was completely sheathed, the black saber Qi instantly formed a black ring and flickered before disappearing into nothingness.
"Ren Hua, you are looking for the wrong person if you want to use me as a stepping stone to become famous. If you want to defeat me, get the top three geniuses of your ten great battle realms. You are not qualified."
Feng Xingsheng smiled faintly. Then, he shot forward like an arrow, turning to leave before everyone's doubtful gazes.
"What's going on? Is the battle over?"
Several people could not understand what was going on. They had not expected this battle, which they were all looking forward to, to end so quickly. Most people did not even know who won.
Only a few people could see that Ren Hua, who landed miserably on a mountain peak, had a symmetrical saber scar on both his left and right cheeks.
It looked like someone had used a black brush to draw on both sides of Ren Hua's face, a very comical sight.
In just one move, the top bladesman of the eighteen southern provinces, Feng Xingsheng, who was second only to one of the seven giants on the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking, defeated the top genius of the ninth battle realm.
With such strength, Ren Hua ended the battle so quickly. The cultivators who had come to watch this startling battle felt greatly disappointed.
They had not expected the battle to end in such a manner. Ren Hua did not even have a chance to use the giant bloodline that he was famous for in the battle realms before he was defeated.
"Damn it! What's going on? This is too unexpected."
"Feng Xingsheng was right. Ren Hua is indeed looking for the wrong person if he wants to use him as a stepping stone to become famous."
"He truly lives up to his reputation as the top bladesman of the younger generation of the south. I believe that after the new year, he will challenge the seven giants to prove himself."
"Recently, the newcomers of the ten great battle realms have been in the limelight. Several of the local experts have been defeated. Feng Xingsheng has helped our eighteen southern provinces gain some pride."
"However, this Feng Xingsheng humiliated Ren Hua like that. The strongest genius of the first battle realm, Hao Lang, will definitely help him vent his anger."
The battle ended as quickly as it started. Only after a long time did people react to it. The discussions slowly turned fervent.
Amid the noisy crowd, Xiao Chen's gaze was calm. He revealed a contemplative light, which seemed out of place in this bustling scene.
Feng Xingsheng's earlier saber strike had given Xiao Chen a great comprehension. Others might not understand, but as a genius bladesman like him, Xiao Chen understood it very well.
That seemingly simple saber strike actually contained many exquisite techniques. The first thing that impressed Xiao Chen was the perfect sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent.
Sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent was actually already considered Great Perfection. However, when Feng Xingsheng bound it in the saber Qi, it did not leak out at all.
This ensured that the arc-shaped saber Qi's angle became larger and larger. When it approached a circle, the saber Qi's energy and aura did not disperse at all.
Next was the state of wind. Xiao Chen felt that Feng Xingsheng should have touched the threshold of the will of wind. Otherwise, that saber strike would not have been so fast, not giving Ren Hua any chance.
The most horrifying thing was the instant Feng Xingsheng withdrew his move. When the black saber Qi formed a ring, Xiao Chen clearly felt a frightening force.
Xiao Chen clearly felt a frightening force. If Xiao Chen had been in Ren Hua's shoes, he would not have believed that he could survive that saber strike.
However, such a strong saber strike only left two faint saber marks on Ren Hua's face. How strong was one's control to do that?
There was always someone better. This Kunlun Realm was indeed a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
It would be very difficult for Xiao Chen to defeat that Ren Hua. Furthermore, he only had a sixty percent chance of victory. He needed to last five hundred moves.
However, Feng Xingsheng defeated Ren Hua in one move. Xiao Chen's thoughts continued to expand. What kind of strength did the seven giants, who were stronger than Feng Xingsheng, have?
What kind of strength did the Holy Scions, who always occupied the top three positions of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking, have?
The road ahead would be difficult. Xiao Chen had expected it long ago, so he did not overthink it. Feng Xingsheng's saber strike had given him a lot of inspiration.
Xiao Chen prepared to go back and ponder on it. He had long since been able to bring out the might of his sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent. However, he had not been able to control it perfectly. This was a good opportunity.
Xiao Chen had not watched this battle for nothing. Not only had it broadened his horizons, but it had also provided substantial help to his comprehension of saber intent.
After quietly leaving the bustling scene, Xiao Chen flew to Sky Mound City alone. His white figure looked very plain and unadorned. Xiao Chen withdrew his sharpness, not showing any brilliance. No one would care about him.
Many heroes appeared in the glorious Tianwu Domain. Experts of the various lower realms appeared, showing off their sharpness. On the stage of this great age, these people revealed their brightest side, wanting to leave their names in the annals of history, immortal for ten thousand years.
For now, Xiao Chen was just a spectator. He could only silently watch a battle of Feng Xingsheng's level like the other passersby.
Xiao Chen had no affinity with the excitement. He only watched quietly, not saying anything. However, he would not do nothing. Xiao Chen's burning blood never stopped. He only hid his pride in his heart. He was a dragon that would soar through the nine heavens in the end.
The transportation formation left in the Immortal Epoch allowed Xiao Chen to return to the Haotian Sect millions of kilometers away in an instant.
After Xiao Chen returned, he immediately rushed to the mission hall, preparing to hand in the mission for killing the Seven Black Wind Killers. There were still fifty thousand Superior Grade Spirit Stones waiting for him there.
Although Xiao Chen now had a net worth of one million Superior Grade Spirit Stones, Spirit Stones were not enough. Hence, these fifty thousand Superior Grade Spirit Stones were still very important to Xiao Chen.
At the same time, Zhuo Yushi and his group of friends successfully completed the escort mission without any surprise or danger. They each received more than ten thousand of the one hundred thousand Superior Grade Spirit Stones, feeling overjoyed.
"This escort mission is not dangerous at all. Given the Haotian Sect's reputation, who would dare to cause trouble? I already said that this mission is the most suitable for us."
"That's right. We obtained more than ten thousand Superior Grade Spirit Stones and even got to see the sights of various places along the way. This trip was not in vain."
Zhuo Yushi and his group of friends chatted frankly with assurance, clearly in a good mood. Along the way, they ate well, played well, and saw many beauties.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yushi thought of something. He walked over to the counter and said to the mission administrator behind him, "Senior, I have a question. I have a companion called Xiao Chen. He seems to have taken on a mission to kill loose cultivators. Has he returned yet?"
The black-robed administrator revealed an unhappy expression, but he still said, "Not yet. Your friend took the mission to kill the Seven Black Wind Killers. It has already been half a month. He probably will not return."
When Zhuo Yushi heard this, his expression could not help but change. No matter what, he still felt very grateful to Xiao Chen.
Back then, when the two of them were just acquaintances, Xiao Chen was willing to buy the Quintessence Gathering Pill for him. Xiao Chen was even afraid of hurting Zhuo Yushi's pride, saying that he was lending it to him. With such a character, this person was definitely worth befriending.
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