After receiving Zhou Wen's approval, Feng Qiuyan turned and walked towards Painting Immortal.
Painting Immortal was at the Hell grade. Although he could only barely produce strength at the Mortal grade due to possessing an Ancient Corpse, his Ancient Corpse body would be destroyed, and he would be punished by Earth's rules.
But no matter what, he was still at the Calamity grade. If Zhou Wen had gone up personally, he would have taken note of the might of the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
However, Zhou Wen had actually let a student fight him. From Painting Immortal's point of view, this was an insult to him.
If not for the fact that he still needed Zhou Wen, he would have already punished Zhou Wen to let him know how terrifying a Calamity-grade immortal was.
Zhou Wen ignored what Painting Immortal was thinking. From the circle drawn by Painting Immortal, his strength wasn't stronger than Zhou Wen's. This was something Zhou Wen knew very well.
Instead, Feng Qiuyan had taken the initiative to fight with such confidence. It surprised Zhou Wen.
I previously gave Feng Qiuyan the coin with the Minor Heavenly Cycle Killing Array. He should have figured out some of it, right? If he can figure out the trick to it, he might be able to crack the circular space circle. Zhou Wen looked at Feng Qiuyan, wanting to see what he had figured out from the Minor Heavenly Cycle Killing Array.
However, Zhou Wen didn't have much hope. He had only given Feng Qiuyan the coin for a short period of time. Even if Feng Qiuyan figured out something, it wouldn't be much.
Feng Qiuyan stopped outside the circle with his saber in hand. He looked at Painting Immortal and said, "My saber is very fast. You have to be careful."
Painting Immortal laughed when he heard that and said with some contempt, "Just slash. Even if you slash a thousand times, you won't be able to touch a corner of my clothes, much less one slash."
Feng Qiuyan had already warned him. Painting Immortal's carelessness had nothing to do with him, so he didn't say another word. He held his saber and stared at Painting Immortal in the circle.
"Your aura isn't bad. I hope your saber isn't just for show." Painting Immortal didn't think much of Feng Qiuyan.
Space Circulation was a high-level skill. Even among the Calamity Grades, there were not many who could master such a skill. Even for those with the space attribute, it was hard to say if they could master such a skill. How could it be broken by a human so easily?
Feng Qiuyan didn't say a word. When his eyes moved, he drew the saber in his hand.
Fast, unbelievably fast.
Not to mention ordinary humans, even the Painting Immortal's vision was shaken. The blade seemed to have disappeared from his line of sight.
However, the Painting Deity still did not take it to heart. No matter how fast the saber was, it would be trapped in the circular space and could not hurt him.
"Such a fast saber! It's not easy for a Terror-grade human to master such a swift saber. I never expected Zhou Wen to have such a person by his side. "Berserk Sword Immortal was somewhat surprised.
However, he was more delighted. By controlling Zhou Wen and Feng Qiuyan, it would be of great help to the establishment of a new immortal faction. Crazed Sword Immortal similarly didn't believe that Feng Qiuyan's saber could break through the circular space.
"You can be faster …" Painting Immortal was still mocking Feng Qiuyan, but before he finished speaking, his expression changed.
The circle of golden light on the ground expanded, forming a strange distorted space. It was as if there was a painting revolving around the Painting Immortal.
Feng Qiuyan's saber slashed at the distorted painting as the saber beam sliced through it. It tore apart the distorted painting and slashed at the Painting Immortal's body without stopping.
Painting Immortal felt that something was amiss as he quickly retreated, but he was still half a beat too slow. The clothes on his chest were sliced open by the saber, leaving a deep wound on his chest.
If he hadn't reacted in time and retreated a distance, the saber would have sliced his body into two.
"How is this possible!" The four immortals widened their eyes as they looked at Feng Qiuyan in disbelief.
It was a circular space skill. It wasn't impossible to use some special ability to pass through it.
However, to be able to split open the circular space with a saber, and it was even from a Terror-grade human, they almost thought they were dreaming.
Even Berserk Sword Immortal looked at Feng Qiuyan in a daze, momentarily at a loss for words.
Zhou Wen was also somewhat alarmed. From Feng Qiuyan's performance, he knew that Feng Qiuyan had almost comprehended his Minor Heavenly Cycle Killing Array and had even created a way to crack it.
Of course, such a cracking method was very difficult to produce a good effect on the constantly changing Minor Heavenly Cycle Killing Array.
However, the effect on the fixed circular space used by Painting Immortal looked very good.
"After bragging all day, it turns out that's all you have." Li Xuan glanced at Painting Immortal with a faint smile, nearly making him find a hole to hide in.
"I'm sorry, Coach. I've already tried my best, but I still failed to fully comprehend what you taught me. This saber strike was too poor. I've let you down," Feng Qiuyan returned to Zhou Wen and said in shame.
From Feng Qiuyan's point of view, the circular space set up by Painting Immortal was much simpler than the Minor Heavenly Cycle Killing Array that Zhou Wen had gotten him to study. He had failed to crack it cleanly and had even given Painting Immortal time to react. This was a huge mistake.
"You haven't practiced for long. It's a pass to be able to do this. Go back and practice more. Don't make the same mistake again." What else could Zhou Wen say? All he could do was tell him to practice well in the future.
In any case, Zhou Wen really had nothing else to teach him. Feng Qiuyan's learning ability was just too sick.
"You're using it poorly? Too little time to practice? Pass? You still need to practice more? " Painting Immortal and company were somewhat dumbfounded when they heard that. If it wasn't for the fact that Ancient Corpses didn't have any expressions, his face would have long twitched and deformed.
Berserk Sword Immortal frowned as he looked at Zhou Wen and Feng Qiuyan. He thought to himself, This Zhou Wen seems a little different from the Zhou Wen in the information. It's really strange that a student of his has such a standard.
Painting Immortal and company even suspected that Feng Qiuyan wasn't a student taught by Zhou Wen, but Wang Mingyuan's disciple.
Even if he was Wang Mingyuan's disciple, it was already shocking for him to have such a standard.
However, from Feng Qiuyan's attitude towards Zhou Wen, the respect and worship was definitely not faked.
"Everyone, the performance is over. If there's nothing else, go do whatever you need to do," Li Xuan said with a smile.
Painting Immortal and company looked at each other before finally looking at Berserk Sword Immortal. Their emotions were somewhat strange, especially Painting Immortal. His eyes were filled with shame and indignation.
He was a Hell-grade expert, but he was nearly cleaved into two by a Terror-grade human. This was a huge humiliation.
Berserk Sword Immortal thought for a moment and gestured at Book Immortal.
Painting Immortal had already lost, so it wasn't appropriate for him to take action. Furthermore, Berserk Sword Immortal could tell that Feng Qiuyan was likely very knowledgeable about spatial circulation. With Painting Immortal's current strength, it probably wouldn't be of much use even if he forcefully attacked again while his abilities were restrained.
Book Immortal took a step forward and came in front of Zhou Wen. "I have a skill that I would like to consult you on, Your Excellency."
At that moment, Book Immortal's attitude towards Zhou Wen was very different from before. He no longer had the condescending contempt from before.
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