Chapter 69: Fury
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Nan Gongling was overjoyed, but Mo Xie, who was not far from him, was displeased, his face dark and gloomy.
"This kid has exceptional talent; he must be nipped in the bud," Mo Xie thought to himself. Since he had offended him, even if he had great talent, he would still be dealt with. He couldn't allow him to grow up.
Among the crowd of the Wind and Cloud Gorge, Han Man had a simple, honest face and grinned, saying, "This guy, he's already this strong and still kept it from me."
Seeing that Lin Feng's strength was greater than his own, Han Man was only happy.
Jing Yun beside him also had a bright smile, like a blooming lotus, delicate and pure.
The Po Jun next to them, however, had a flickering gaze as he looked at Lin Feng on the Life and Death Platform, thinking to himself, "No wonder he could inadvertently reveal such powerful sharpness; so that's the reason..."
On the Life and Death Platform, Yu Hao's face was as pale as paper, ashen and lifeless.
"You simply don't understand the sword."
Lin Feng trampled on his dignity, and yet, he could only acknowledge it. It wasn't just him; at this moment, everyone probably acknowledged that Yu Hao simply didn't understand the sword.
Who said that only those with a Sword Martial Soul could become powerful swordsmen?
The endless sharp sword qi pierced every inch of Yu Hao's skin, constantly breaking down his will to fight. Faced with Lin Feng, who controlled such a powerful sword momentum, he had no strength to fight back.
"I concede. The inner disciple seat is yours."
Struggling inwardly, Yu Hao finally spoke these words, feeling a burning sensation on his face, as if everyone was mocking him.
"Concede? Yours?" Lin Feng sneered. Was it that simple?
When Yu Hao thought he was strong, he wanted to cripple Lin Feng's cultivation, break his limbs, and make his life worse than death, utterly cruel.
Now that Yu Hao realized he was no match for Lin Feng, he thought one sentence could settle everything? Was that possible?
At least, Lin Feng wouldn't agree.
"Do I need you to concede?" Lin Feng's voice was filled with deep sarcasm. He took another step forward, and the overwhelming sword momentum grew even stronger, pressing down on Yu Hao until he could barely breathe.
"I said I concede. What else do you want?"
Yu Hao's expression changed slightly. Lin Feng still had strength left; it was terrifying.
"What do I want? Simple. I'll grant you what you wanted to give me." Lin Feng gave a cold, icy smile, and a flash of killing intent flickered, making Yu Hao feel a chill all over. Lin Feng wanted to kill him.
"This is a sect competition. How dare you!" Yu Hao shouted, instinctively stepping back with his right leg.
"You don't dare to kill me, but I dare to kill you."
Lin Feng answered Yu Hao's words with action. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a sword shadow fell, sword energy surged, and a brilliant radiance carrying endless sword qi slashed toward Yu Hao.
A life-seizing sword—when the sword was drawn, it took life. In an instant, Yu Hao's blood splattered on the spot, and his body fell. Even in death, his eyes were wide open in disbelief that Lin Feng had actually killed him.
"Whoosh..." The space seemed to freeze, and the crowd finally exhaled the breath they had been holding. They could even hear each other's heartbeats.
Lin Feng had broken the history of the Cloud Sea Sect, challenging two inner disciples at once.
Lin Feng had broken the rules of the Cloud Sea Sect, killing his opponent in the sect competition in front of all the disciples, in front of the elders, and in front of the sect leader, Nan Gongling.
"How dare you!"
A thunderous roar carrying intense anger descended from the sky, landing on Lin Feng and jolting the still-dazed crowd awake.
"In front of the entire Cloud Sea Sect, you show no respect for your elders, no respect for the sect leader, and you kill a fellow disciple. You deserve to die ten thousand times!"
Another angry shout came, carrying a fierce killing intent.
The crowd looked up and saw Mo Xie. Some were puzzled, but those who knew that Mo Xie had nearly forced Lin Feng to death understood the inside story. Mo Xie and Lin Feng had already become enemies. Taking advantage of Lin Feng's weakness, Mo Xie naturally didn't want him to grow up. By doing this, he directly convicted Lin Feng, wanting his life.
Lin Feng looked up and glanced at Mo Xie, only for a moment, then looked away, ignoring him.
Today, he had come to participate in the sect competition and stepped onto the highest Life and Death Platform, drawing the attention of the crowd. He was domineering, challenging two inner disciples, displaying his sword momentum, shocking the crowd, and killing Yu Hao on the spot.
All of this was for Mo Xie!
He had deliberately given Mo Xie an excuse—an excuse to deal with him. Because Lin Feng knew that even if he didn't give this excuse, Mo Xie would find one sooner or later. So, Lin Feng might as well deliver himself to him.
Seeing Lin Feng completely ignore him, Mo Xie trembled with anger, but sneered inwardly and shouted, "Men, seize this rebel! If he resists, kill him on the spot!"
The crowd felt a chill at Mo Xie's words. This guy was ruthless. An elder was an elder—decisive and arrogant.
"Bastard!" Han Man cursed. Everyone had heard Yu Hao say he would cripple Lin Feng's cultivation, break his limbs, and make his life worse than death. Was Lin Feng wrong to kill him?
Jing Yun's face also turned pale with anger, and deep worry filled her eyes.
"Shameless elder!" Liu Fei cursed. Was Mo Xie going to use the same trick a second time?
Several figures flickered and rushed toward the Life and Death Platform, ready to capture Lin Feng.
"Wait." A faint voice rang out, stopping the figures heading toward Lin Feng. The speaker was none other than the sect leader, Nan Gongling.
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Nan Gongling. They all wanted to know how he would handle this. Would he convict Lin Feng?
"Sect Leader, this man is arrogant and insolent, with no regard for you at all. He must be punished as a warning to others."
Mo Xie came to Nan Gongling's side, bowed slightly, and said. Then, he glanced at the people around Nan Gongling.
"Elder Mo Xie is right. This kid is too arrogant. He didn't even put the sect leader in his eyes and killed a fellow disciple on the spot. He must be killed."
"Sect Leader, this kid deserves death. He must be killed."
Several elders sided with Mo Xie. Mo Canglan was more senior than Nan Gongling, and in the Cloud Sea Sect, which elder wouldn't give him some face? Naturally, they all stepped forward to support Mo Xie.
Nan Gongling looked up at Mo Xie and the other elders and asked calmly, "Are you done?"
The elders were stunned, not understanding what Nan Gongling meant.
"Mo Xie, are you the sect leader, or am I, Nan Gongling, the sect leader?"
Seeing no one answer, Nan Gongling asked Mo Xie.
Mo Xie's expression froze, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said, "Of course, you are the sect leader. How would I dare to claim otherwise?"
"And you all? Is it me or Mo Xie who is the sect leader?" Nan Gongling asked the elders who had spoken for Mo Xie.
"Of course, you are." The elders felt a sense of foreboding. Nan Gongling had always been gentle and had never spoken to them like this before.
"Oh." Nan Gongling nodded. "Then let me ask you again: who makes the decisions in the sect competition?"
"Naturally, the sect leader," Mo Xie and the others answered in unison, sweat forming on their backs as they realized something was wrong.
"You all know that. Then, Mo Xie, I want to ask you: you say that disciple has no respect for me as the sect leader, but what about you? In front of everyone, in front of me, you point fingers and try to convict someone. How impressive! Elder Mo Xie, tell me, do you have any respect for me as the sect leader?"
As Nan Gongling's words fell, a cold wind seemed to blow through the space, chilling Mo Xie and the other elders to the bone.
The elders who hadn't spoken secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking how close they had come to disaster.
Mo Xie, arrogant and self-righteous, with Mo Canglan's backing, had always been dictatorial and overbearing. This time, he had finally angered the sect leader.
"Boom!" A cracking sound rang out as the chair beneath Nan Gongling shattered.
"Speak! Today, I want to ask you all: do you still have any regard for me, Nan Gongling, the sect leader of the Cloud Sea Sect?"
Nan Gongling stood up and shouted coldly, releasing a powerful aura that made the elders wish they could die. Why had they opened their mouths?
Everyone looked at their furious sect leader, their eyes filled with unease. The sect leader had always been good-tempered and rarely angered. What was wrong with him today? Why was he so furious, and at Elder Mo Xie, no less?
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