In the warden's office of the City Hall Prison.
Lin Chuan and the others were also sizing up Heng Feng. His companions nodded in their hearts. Those with great reputations lived up to their names. Heng Feng had the title of a Realm Seven Sword Grandmaster in Eastern Continent, which meant that he was truly strong.
Heng Feng, who stood before them, had retracted his aura. There was not a hint of sharpness about him, and he looked like an ordinary old man.
However, everyone present had good eyesight. From Heng Feng's actions, they could feel an invulnerable aura.
This aura was different from that of an ordinary level-seven fighter. No matter how one looked at it, there was a sense of helplessness.
"Sword Grandmaster Heng Feng … This person's sword technique has also reached the peak of level-seven …"
Old Aidan muttered in a low voice as he exchanged glances with Hai Wuya. Both of them were very shocked. A swordsman with a sword technique at the pinnacle of the seventh realm had a combat ability that could not be compared to an average practitioner at the pinnacle of the seventh realm.
Upon closer inspection, Heng Feng's aura was extremely long. He had clearly reached the peak of level-seven as well. No wonder he had the title of Sword Grandmaster.
Psychic Force at the peak of level-seven, coupled with a sword technique at the peak of level-seven, was hard to find a match in this realm.
"Such pure Dongli Sword Will …" Mossy Bone murmured.
While the group was sizing up Heng Feng, the latter was also observing Mr. Bone, as well as Hayashi River and the others beside him. He was even more shocked.
"These three people are so young … but their strength has already reached such a level …"
Heng Feng's eyelids twitched wildly. There were three people present that he could not see through. Mr. Bone, the young machinist, and the mysterious woman …
Heng Feng had witnessed the fierce battle in the southern district through Zhuang Chen's video call that night at the Foka Tower.
However, watching from afar was one thing, and seeing these three people in person was another.
Not only Mr. Bone, but the young machinist and the mysterious woman also had a faint aura. They seemed to be at the level of level-two.
Heng Feng could not detect the true strength of this young man and woman with Dongli City's special secret skill. He could not even see through their disguises.
However, with his Illuminated Sword Will, Heng Feng knew very well that this young man and woman were extremely dangerous.
"This is the true king of the younger generation …" Heng Feng sighed.
At this moment, Lieutenant General Feilong had already stepped forward and introduced Heng Feng to everyone.
"Mister Heng Feng, I've heard a lot about you …" Mister Bone nodded and performed an ancient aristocratic etiquette.
Heng Feng's face was solemn as he responded with the same etiquette. Dongli City had a long history that could be traced back to the Dark Age, so he was very familiar with this kind of ancient aristocratic etiquette.
"Mr. Gu, what brings you to the City Hall Prison so late at night?" Lieutenant General Philon asked.
Mossbone nodded but did not say anything. Instead, he looked at Fowler. The latter was eloquent, so it was more suitable for him to speak.
"Commander Philon, Mister Gu has found some clues. I'm here to ask him before we exchange the captives."
Fowler briefly explained the situation, but didn't mention anything else. He just said that he wanted to inquire about the special weapon from the sea beast captives.
"Oh …"
Lieutenant General Philon was moved. He had been paying close attention to Marqio's hand cannon during the battle that night.
If such a terrifying weapon could be mass-produced, it would have a huge impact on the continent's war situation.
Beside him, Heng Feng's expression also changed. He knew some secret information about the commotion that night at Foka Tower, especially the terrifying weapon used by the sea beasts. It had always been the focus of all the major forces.
"That kind of hand cannon can't be mass-produced. Lieutenant General Philon, you don't have to worry about that," Hayashi River said.
"Oh … Mister Mechanic, are you sure?"
Lieutenant General Philon turned to look at Hayashi River. Looking at this young Mechanic, he felt like he was looking at flowers through a fog. It was difficult for him to see through this person's true colors.
Lieutenant General Philon valued this young Mechanic the most. This was a combat Mechanic with the combat power of a Level-7! Just this point alone was extremely frightening. Moreover, from Mister Bone, Lieutenant General Philon vaguely understood that all the arrangements for that night's riot were most likely orchestrated by this young Mechanic.
In a sense, such a method was even more terrifying than the combat power of a Level-7.
Therefore, these few days, Lieutenant General Philon spared no effort in trying to build a good relationship with this young Mechanic.
Unfortunately, although the other party respected him, he still maintained a distance.
"These few days of research have already reached this conclusion. If Lieutenant General Philon wants specific data, I'll get Mister Fowler to bring it to you …"
Hayashi River nodded. He did not mention the laboratory built by the Oceanic Beast Royalty. Even if Lieutenant General Philon already knew about it, with Heng Feng present, this secret would not come out of his mouth.
"Alright. Thank you for your hard work, Mister. Fowler, you too. "
Lieutenant General Philon smiled in response. Then, he looked at Fowler and nodded to himself. Fortunately, Fowler was there to deal with this matter. It was really rare to find such a talented person who handled matters in a balanced manner.
After chatting for a while, Mossy Bone looked at the time. "We still need some time to prepare. Mister Heng Feng, why don't we start now? Regarding the Level-7 Sword Technique and some insights on breaking through to Level-8 …"
"Uh … Here …"
Heng Feng could not help but widen his eyes as he looked around. This was the City Hall Prison, the warden's office.
Discussing the breakthrough of a Level-7 Sword Technique here was a little too out of place.
"That's nothing … My sword technique touched the threshold of Level-8, and it was in the swamp of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast at the Black Coast …" Mossy Bone did not care at all.
The swamp of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast?
Hearing this, everyone's expression changed. They were all shocked. The swamp of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast was the Dead Sea of the Black Sea Coast.
Although the Mud Dragon Sea Beast had the word 'dragon' in its name, it had nothing to do with the Dragon Tribe of the continent.
According to research, the Dragon Tribe of the continent did not have any ancestral blood relationship with the Mud Dragons.
The name of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast came from the scales on its body that looked like dragon armor and the horn on its head that looked like a dragon's horn. Coupled with its terrifying strength, it was called the Mud Dragon Sea Beast.
In fact, the Mud Dragon Sea Beast was very dissatisfied with this name. As the superior sea beasts of the five seas, they had always thought that their bloodline was nobler than that of the Dragon Tribe.
The swamp of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast was the habitat of this terrifying sea beast. It was distributed in the sea of the Black Coast, and it was regarded as a forbidden area by the land creatures.
"Mister Bone trained in the swamp of the Mud Dragon Sea Beast …" Heng Feng was shocked. Even a Level-7 powerhouse would not dare to enter that place.
Mossy Bone smiled and shook his head. "With my strength at that time, I was not qualified to train there. I only entered by accident and was chased by a group of Mud Dragon Sea Beasts. I hid in their feces and escaped. I comprehended the threshold of Level-8 Sword Essence at that time … "
Everyone was stunned. Although there were all kinds of opportunities for a breakthrough in strength, such a breakthrough in Sword Essence was indeed a very 'tasteful' opportunity.
Heng Feng was stunned, and then he said solemnly, "I was too obsessed with formality …"
Then, both of them sat down. Mister Bone raised his finger and drew a sword mark on the table. His movement was so natural that everyone's eyelids twitched.
Heng Feng was stunned, and then he also raised his finger and drew a sword mark on the table …
For a moment, the two of them acted as if they were playing chess. They drew on the desk one after another, leaving streaks of marks in all directions.
These sword marks looked messy, but in the eyes of the powerhouses present, it was like a fight between two peerless swordsmen. It was quite thrilling.
"Ugh …"
Little White Cow Harpoon could not take it anymore. Its eyes bulged, and it covered its mouth as if it was about to vomit.
It felt very uncomfortable. Just looking at the sword marks on the table made it uncomfortable, but it could not tell what was so uncomfortable about it.
This feeling was as if it had fallen into an invisible quagmire. It wanted to get out, but it did not know where to get out.
Hayashi River glanced at it and patted the harpoon's neck. He injected a trace of spiritual energy into it.
Immediately, Little White Cow woke up as if a basin of ice water had been poured over it. It broke out in cold sweat uncontrollably, as if it had taken a cold shower.
"Go rest over there …"
Hayashi River pointed to the resting room in the office. Harpoon understood, nodded gratefully, and tiptoed in.
The corner of the table was already densely packed with sword marks. It looked very messy, but it exuded a murderous sword intent.
At this moment, Mossy Bone stopped and stood up, while Heng Feng sat there, frowning and thinking hard. It was as if he had fallen into a dead end and was thinking about how to break out of it.
Seeing this, Lieutenant General Feilong's expression changed slightly. He knew that Teacher Heng Feng's condition was a little strange. This was a fight between two peerless swordsmen. One party had fallen into a trap, and if they could break out of it, it was very likely that they would have a breakthrough.
However, if they could not break out of it, the consequences would be hard to say.
On one hand, Heng Feng was Lieutenant General Feilong's teacher. On the other hand, he was also a high-ranking official in Dongli City. Lieutenant General Feilong did not want anything to happen to Teacher Heng Feng.
"Mister Bone …"
Lieutenant General Feilong looked at Mossy Bone with a pleading look on his face.
Mossy Bone nodded. He knew Heng Feng's condition the best. In terms of sword skill attainment, this Sword Grandmaster of the Eastern Continent had reached the peak of level-seven, and he had vaguely touched the threshold of level-eight.
The reason why Heng Feng had not truly entered the threshold of level-eight sword skill was not because he was not talented enough, but because the sword skill he cultivated was a unique technique of Dongli City.
Mossy Bone was very familiar with the Dongli sword skill when he was alive. It was extremely difficult to comprehend each level of this sword skill, and the difficulty increased exponentially with each level.
Of course, once the Dongli sword skill broke through, its power would far surpass sword skills of the same level.
Because he was familiar with the Dongli sword skill, Heng Feng quickly entered the comprehension of the sword realm under Mossy Bone's guidance.
However, it was not something that Mossy Bone could do in his current state to make Heng Feng wake up quickly.
"Can you give me a hand …?"
Mossy Bone looked at Hayashi River and said.
Hayashi River shook his head. When he saw Heng Feng's state, he knew that he needed his help.
If he rashly touched this state of comprehension of the sword realm, it would easily cause Heng Feng's own sword will to rebound. That was no laughing matter.
Among the crowd, the only one who could really resist this sword will was Fei Yu. Hayashi River was not willing to use the power of the Seventh Armor again. As for Mossy Bone, his Virtual Bone Shadow was in urgent need of repair, and he was just an empty shell at the moment.
The group of companions looked at Hayashi River with shock and curiosity. They wanted to see what method this young man had used to make Heng Feng wake up from this state so smoothly.
Raising his index finger, Hayashi River pointed at the back of Heng Feng's neck from a distance.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, they seemed to see a faintly discernible Qi enter Heng Feng's body without any obstruction.
Would this really work?
Everyone present was stunned. They could not see through Hayashi River's method at all. Could this make Heng Feng's sword master wake up safely from his comprehension state?
At this moment, Heng Feng's body trembled, and he woke up. He looked around and was stunned for a moment, then immediately held his head.
Lieutenant General Feilong was shocked. He thought that something had happened to Master Heng Feng, and that would be big trouble.
However, Heng Feng let out a long sigh and thanked Mossy Bone and Hayashi River. "Thank you, both of you … If I had continued to comprehend, it would have been terrible."
Mossy Bone smiled and nodded. The comprehension of the Dong Li Sword Technique had to be done step by step. Even if someone was guiding him from the side to speed up, it could not be done in one go. Otherwise, it was very likely that the sword will would penetrate his heart and he would explode and die.
He understood this, which was why he asked Hayashi River to wake Heng Feng up.
Lieutenant General Feilong's eyes widened. Although he was shocked by Mr. Bone's attainments in swordsmanship, he was even more shocked by this young Mechanic's method. How did he wake up Master Heng Feng safely?
Faced with everyone's curiosity, Hayashi River was unmoved. He did not even give any explanation, as if he was telling everyone that this was his top secret method, and it could not be leaked.
In fact, this method was worthless. He injected a trace of mental energy, and like a knife, it cut off Heng Feng's state of comprehension.
Of course, it was impossible for Hayashi River to do this with his mental energy alone. He needed the assistance of the eyeball pattern.
"Coincidentally, I have something to do here. I still have to stay in the Foka Tower for a while. If you're free, let's spar …" Mossy Bone said.
Heng Feng cupped his hands, wanting to treat him like a student, but Mossy Bone stopped him. He only said that it was a spar, and there was no need for such courtesy.
As he spoke —
With a bang, a corner of the office table shattered, turning into dust-like wood shavings that drifted down. The sparring of sword wills had already turned the corner of the table into dust.
Hayashi River looked at the time. "It's about time. That thing's effect should be taking effect …"
Lieutenant General Feilong and Heng Feng were stunned when they heard this. Only then did they remember that Mr. Bone and his party had come here to do something.
However, while dealing with important matters, they also helped a level-seven Sword Grandmaster break through. If this matter were to spread, perhaps not many people would believe it.
At the same time.
In a cell deep in the prison, Marqio woke up from a deep sleep. She heard a familiar sound. It was the whistling sound of the undercurrent in the depths of the White Nightmare Sea.
This was the sound that she loved to hear when she lived in the depths of the White Nightmare Sea. To sea beasts, this sound was so pleasant, as if it was the most pleasant music in the world …
"Music?! We sea beasts don't need this kind of thing … "
Suddenly, Marqio woke up. Her protruding fish-like eyes revealed a fierce glint as she looked fiercely outside the cell. She suspected that this was a trick of the Human Race.
However, the next moment, a figure appeared silently, as if it had walked directly out of the wall.
A figure walked over. It was a man, and his appearance was 90% similar to the God's Stone body.
"You …"
Marqio's eyes suddenly widened, and she cried out involuntarily, "You are … Ancestor Keho!?"
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