When Tang Bin walked off the stage, he could not hide the desolation on his face. His handsome body seemed to have become much more dispirited. The only person sent by the Seven Seas City's Tang Sect was stopped outside the top 12. Perhaps only Tang Bin himself knew how much burden he had to shoulder. If he wanted to blame something, he could only blame the heavens for being unfair and placing him in the same group as Feng Jixing.
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Although Feng Jixing was slightly injured, his complexion was much better than Tang Bin's. He walked off the stage without a change in expression. Facing the congratulations of Chu Huaiying, Lin Muyu, and the others, he said frankly, "If it wasn't for Ah Yu's Dream of the Peak that helped me break through and step into the Heavenly State's Stage Two, I'm afraid the outcome would have been hard to say. The power of the Fire Fox Seal's Stage Seven is truly amazing!"
Chu Huaiying nodded and said, "Next, it's up to Yu. Ling Feng is the son of the State General Ling Nantian. His father, Ling Nantian, is an imperial general and also a Heavenly Emperor. Under his father's guidance, Ling Feng can be said to be like father like son. The Ling Family's swordsmanship has always been famous for its speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. Furthermore, Ling Feng is good at hiding his strength and rarely fights, so Yu must be careful!"
"En, got it."
Lin Muyu slowly walked down the viewing platform with the Dragon Spirit Sword in hand. In the distance, Ling Feng also stepped onto the stage with a faint smile on his face and a Mysterious Grade Level Two sword in hand. Although it was not as good as the Dragon Spirit Sword, it was enough to compete. However, Lin Muyu's greatest chance of winning was that he was now at the second Heavenly State, while Ling Feng was only at the first Heavenly State. As long as his swordsmanship did not lose out too much, he would naturally be able to win.
Ling Feng hugged the sword in his arms and did not bow. He smiled and said, "Lin Muyu, I heard that your Imperial Sword Technique is amazing. It just so happens that my Ling Family's inherited sword manual is famous for close combat. Today, close combat swordsmanship against swordsmanship, interesting!"
Lin Muyu secretly frowned. This Ling Feng was indeed extremely arrogant. This kind of arrogance was even better than Zhen Fang's arrogance. It seemed that the State General had really spoiled this son.
Ling Feng gently pushed the scabbard with his thumb, and the longsword in his hand was already unsheathed. He tossed the scabbard aside, and the longsword turned into three sharp sabers that slashed over.
Lin Muyu also pushed the scabbard, pulled out the Dragon Spirit Sword, and faced him head-on. Her wrist gently blocked three times, blocking all of Ling Feng's attacks. At the same time, she lifted her combat boots and kicked heavily.
"What?!"
Ling Feng didn't expect Lin Muyu's close combat swordsmanship to be so good. He raised his foot to meet her attack. "Peng!" Lin Muyu retreated, but Ling Feng's dou qi circled around his combat boots. Using a skillful force, he channeled the force into the ground. With a turn of his body, he launched an attack from the side. With a swing of his longsword, he launched three lightning-fast attacks. In the air, he shouted in a low voice, "Yin Yang Triple Layer!"
With a low roar, Ling Feng released his Martial Soul. It was the image of a giant flame beast that lingered around his shoulders. The power of his Martial Soul was infused into the blade of the sword, causing each of the three sword attacks to be very powerful.
Lin Muyu had a deep understanding of how powerful it was, but the sudden attack also caught her off guard. She could only quickly summon the wall of the gourd. A golden light flashed, and the wall of the gourd surrounded her body, forcibly blocking the opponent's attack. "Peng, peng, peng." Three consecutive sword attacks actually directly split open the Black Tortoise Shell. With one successful attack, she immediately unleashed her dou qi and kicked the wall of the gourd.
"Peng!"
Lin Muyu took three steps back and her face was full of shock. She had actually suffered such a big loss in the first exchange of blows. This Ling Feng's family's martial arts were indeed impressive. No wonder Ling Nantian could become a high ranking State General! Just as Chu Huaiying said, this Ling Feng in front of her was definitely not here to give away points. He might even take away the qualification to advance to the top eight from her hands.
"Hehe …"
After a series of consecutive attacks, Ling Feng's aura was calm, and a faint milky white dou qi lingered around his body. He smiled and said, "How is it? My Ling family's Martial Soul is a second-grade Martial Soul — — Flaming Xiezhi. It is the soul of a legendary ancient beast. It is not something that a mere ten-grade gourd Martial Soul can compare to … Lady Lin Muyu, you are an expert from the Holy Temple and one of the Imperial Guards. You can also be called a pillar of the Empire. It is not shameful for you to admit defeat now, and you can also protect your reputation. "
He spoke extremely calmly, as if all of this was natural.
Lin Muyu could not help but smile. She gently flipped her wrist, and the Dragon Spirit Sword made a faint sword sound. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Young General. However, we have not yet decided the winner and the loser. It is shameful to admit defeat so early!"
"Alright, then I will beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy!"
Ling Feng sneered. In the next moment, he leaped forward again, and his dou qi turned into wind. The longsword flipped in the wind, and with a sudden whistling sound, the gale directly rushed forward, making it difficult to open one's eyes. However, the force of the blade seemed to be able to pierce through one's skin. This Ling Feng was really too sharp!
It seemed that Ling Feng had been biding his time and had never sparred with Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiying, and the others. It was probably because of the Gilded Dragon Talisman for this Sword Battle Tournament. The Gilded Dragon Talisman was a dragon talisman that could command 10,000 troops of the Empire. It was indeed very valuable. Anyone would want to obtain this Gilded Dragon Talisman to increase their status and power in the army.
Not to mention the wind, how could Lin Muyu lose to him? She opened one hand, and the Dragon Spirit Sword left her hand. However, the power of the laws of wind in the surroundings instantly surged, turning into an even more tyrannical hurricane that rushed towards Ling Feng!
Using the wind to control the sword!
Lin Muyu spread her five fingers, and her dou qi exploded. Thousands of wind-elemental forces turned into blades that pierced towards Ling Feng. Almost every wind blade was like a real sword, and it was impossible to defend against.
Ling Feng was stunned, and he almost couldn't open his eyes. He hurriedly bent down and shouted, "Xiezhi Fire Shield!"
"Buzz …"
Ling Feng's martial soul roared, and his dou qi turned into a fiery-red shield in front of him. It seemed that his Flaming Xiezhi Martial Soul also had defensive skills. However, the number of skills was definitely not as many as Lin Muyu's.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The wind blades bombarded the fiery-red shield one after another, and the shield became thinner and thinner. Just as the energy of the wind to control the sword was depleted, Ling Feng opened his eyes and saw Lin Muyu rushing towards him. Her fists were covered in flames, and they landed on the Xiezhi Fire Shield!
"Bang!"
The Fire Shield was instantly shattered, and Ling Feng's qi and blood were in turmoil. He quickly retreated, but before he had time to catch his breath, Lin Muyu opened her palm from afar. She held a long sword that was spinning at high speed in her hand, and rushed over. Using the fire to control the sword!
Ling Feng was stunned. He did not even think about it and almost instinctively swept his longsword horizontally. Vigorous fighting aura actually turned into layers of qi armor that followed the blade of the sword. His ears rippled as he shouted, "Sweeping Sword!"
Lin Muyu was amazed. The Ling Family's swordsmanship was indeed impressive. They could actually turn an attack into a defense, but could this kind of defense really block the power of the Dragon Flame Spiral Break?
Obviously not!
"Bang!"
The Dragon Spirit Sword went straight and instantly penetrated Ling Feng's Sword Sweep defense. Ling Feng was so shocked that his face turned pale. He hurriedly put the long sword in front of him to block. As a result, the high-speed spinning Dragon Spirit Sword pierced Ling Feng's long sword with a "ding ding ding" sound. In less than half a second, Ling Feng's long sword was directly shattered!
This long sword could be considered to have protected its owner. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the sword that was broken, but Ling Feng's throat.
However, the Dragon Spirit Sword's momentum did not stop. It still carried the Spiral True Dragon Flame and slammed toward Ling Feng's throat. Just when Ling Feng was about to close his eyes and wait for death, there was suddenly a "pa" sound. The Dragon Spirit Sword's hilt was grabbed. Lin Muyu giggled and stopped the Dragon Spirit Sword's momentum. The blade was less than a centimeter away from Ling Feng's throat. She smiled and said, "Now, does this count as my victory?"
Ling Feng was scared out of his wits. How would he dare to show off? After all, the participants of this Sword Battle Meet had to sign a life or death agreement. Even if Lin Muyu took the opportunity to kill him, his father would not be able to pursue the matter. He could only nod and say, "Lady Lin Muyu's swordsmanship is extraordinary. I, Ling Feng, have already lost!"
"Hua!"
Lin Muyu withdrew her long sword, cupped her fists, and said, "Thank you for letting me win!"
Ling Feng also retracted his arrogant attitude. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Lady Lin Muyu, for your guidance. Ling Feng has lost, and you have won!"
When Ling Feng walked off the stage, a round of applause sounded from the viewing platform. It was from Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi. Even Qin Jin was nodding his head with a look of approval on his face. Lin Muyu, the godson of the Celestial Emperor, did not disappoint him. Be it in terms of cultivation or character, she had far surpassed Ling Feng.
Lin Muyu walked off the stage and quietly waited for the next match.
After a few matches, it was time for the most crucial match. Chu Huaiyin versus Zhen Fang. This match was very complicated, and Chu Huaiyin was in a difficult position. After all, Zhen Fang was Zhen Xiang's younger brother. If he won, he would be letting Zhen Xiang down. The Divine Marquis Residence had also made ample preparations for the Sword Battle Meet. Zhen Fang was the wager of the Divine Marquis Residence. If Zhen Fang lost, Zhen Yifan would not look good either. However, if Chu Huaiyin lost, it would be a disgrace to the Royal Guards and the royal family.
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Chu Huaiyin stood up majestically. His clear eyes looked towards the stage in the distance. That was his dream!
Feng Jixing sat on the cold stone steps and smiled. "Surnamed Chu, if you use the [Star Plucking Finger], you have about a fifty percent chance of winning against Zhen Fang. If you don't use it, then you will definitely lose. I heard that Zhen Fang has also consumed [Dream of the Extreme Peak] and stepped into the second Heavenly Realm. He passed down all his skills to Zeng Yifan. Just do as you see fit!"
Chu Huaiyin's expression was calm. "I will strive to win!"
"Alright!"
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On the viewing platform, Zeng Yifan squinted his eyes and said plainly, "Fang Er, your opponent is Chu Huaiyin. He is not an opponent to be underestimated. Chu Huaiyin's [Star Plucking Finger] was inherited from a hermit master. The power of his finger is so strong that it can even penetrate the armor of battle qi. Now that Chu Huaiyin has stepped into the second Heavenly Realm, if you can't defeat him with force, then use your wits."
"Yes, Lord Father."
Zeng Fang held his long sword and smiled. "Don't worry, I will definitely defeat this trash. I will also let sister know that trash cannot be the son-in-law of the Zeng family!"
Zhen Xiang frowned slightly. There was no expression on her pretty face. She only said plainly, "Brother, just be careful."
Zeng Fang wanted to say something but stopped. He knew that Zhen Xiang's words were full of deep meaning.
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