Chapter 81: How Arrogant
"One Sword, Thunderclap."
Lin Feng let out a soft shout, his sword momentum carrying rolling thunder. The straight beam of light arrived in an instant. A Yellow-grade martial technique, when used by Lin Feng and paired with his sword momentum, was in no way inferior to a Profound-grade martial technique in power.
The Thunderclap Sword was domineering and sharp, filled with explosive force.
Lei Bo raised both fists high, crisscrossing bolts of lightning blocking the fierce Thunderclap Sword. But Lei Bo grunted, his body stumbling back several steps, his momentum weakening once more.
Lin Feng's sword momentum, in turn, grew even stronger.
"I'm not fighting anymore. I concede."
Lei Bo shouted loudly. Forget about killing Lin Feng; even defeating him was impossible, and he might even end up injured.
Concede? Lei Bo, ranked twenty-first among inner disciples, a cultivator at the Third Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, was actually forced to concede by Lin Feng?
The crowd let out a wave of murmurs. This disciple, who had only entered the inner sect three days ago, was rising fiercely, unstoppable.
"Look at his age. He should only be about sixteen, right?"
Many people suddenly noticed Lin Feng's age, and their hearts trembled violently. A sixteen-year-old youth had defeated a Third Layer Spirit Martial Realm expert and could break into the top twenty of the inner sect. He was a monstrous prodigy.
Lin Feng paused, standing with his sword, his robes fluttering. But the surging sword aura still dominated the area, and that sword momentum remained fierce, swirling above the Life and Death Platform, pressing down on Lei Bo. It felt as if, the moment Lin Feng struck, it would shatter heaven and earth.
"Concede?"
A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. "This is a life-and-death battle. You live, I die; you die, I live."
"We're both disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect, with no enmity between us. Why push this so hard?" Lei Bo frowned, speaking.
"Ridiculous. I'm pushing this hard? Have you forgotten the words you spoke, that you could casually kill me, not even needing to release your martial soul? Have you forgotten that this life-and-death battle was proposed by you? If you were stronger than me, would you still say we're fellow disciples and spare my life?"
Hearing Lei Bo's words, Lin Feng felt nothing but disgust. He could so shamelessly say they were fellow disciples with no grievances.
"Lin Feng, although your strength is great, killing me is still impossible. Even if you defeat me, it will come at no small cost."
Knowing Lin Feng wouldn't let him go, Lei Bo threatened coldly.
"Is that so? Watch closely."
A strange smile appeared in Lin Feng's eyes. The sword in his hand, carrying that surging momentum, swung out once more, the sword howling with thunder.
Lei Bo's pupils contracted sharply. An illusion appeared before his eyes. Lin Feng was clearly only striking once, but in his vision, it transformed into countless sword lights. And these dazzling sword lights were also rolling with thick, dark mist, as if countless swords were hidden within the mist rushing toward him.
"Thunderclap Destruction!"
Lei Bo roared, unleashing a powerful lightning martial technique. Rolling thunder enveloped his body, and countless blue electric arcs formed a barrier in front of him.
Seeing this, many people frowned. What was Lei Bo doing?
Lin Feng's sword strike was so simple; he only needed to defend properly. Why use Thunderclap Destruction, a large-scale, energy-consuming defensive technique?
They naturally didn't understand. The sword they saw was completely different from the sword Lei Bo saw.
In Lei Bo's eyes, thousands of sword beams surged fiercely from the mist, seeking his life.
"It's over."
Lin Feng's indifferent voice rang out, making everyone's hearts tighten. The Annihilation Sword Technique, the Life-Seizing Sword, descended from the heavens.
This sword seemed to cut space in two. From a distance, a crack appeared in the air, a rift from the sword.
This sword annihilated everything.
It was over. Lei Bo was finished.
Many people stared blankly at this sword—a sword of exquisite perfection.
In Lei Bo's eyes, the black mist and the countless sword lights vanished without a trace. But a look of despair appeared on his face, because an incomparably dazzling beam of light was slashing down toward him. This light might be the last thing he ever saw.
"No..."
Lei Bo's voice echoed through the space, but his body stiffened.
As if after a long moment, the echo faded. At the center of Lei Bo's brow, a sword mark as thin as a hairline appeared. Blood, as fine as silk threads, began to seep out. Lei Bo's body fell onto the Life and Death Platform.
The Life and Death Platform decides life and death!
Dead? Lei Bo, a cultivator at the Third Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, with a lightning martial soul, ranked twenty-first among inner disciples, had been killed?
Lei Bo had wanted to help Mo Xie and kill Lin Feng, but instead, he had only become a stepping stone—a stepping stone for Lin Feng's rise. At this moment, in the Sect Leader's heart, Lin Feng's status had likely risen even higher.
Although today's sect competition only involved inner disciples and had few battles, in terms of sheer intensity, it was unprecedented.
The crowd of the Cloud Sea Sect realized that they might be witnessing the rise of an absolute genius.
"This man must be recruited."
Duan Tianlang's eyes flickered as he glanced at Duan Han beside him. Lin Feng's talent was in no way inferior to that of his own proud son.
"If he cannot be used by me, he must die today. He cannot be allowed to grow."
The same thought appeared simultaneously in the minds of Chu Qing, the Sect Leader of the Hao Yue Sect, and Han Xuetian, the Master of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa. If Lin Feng grew up, he would definitely become another genius on the level of the Eight Young Masters.
Lin Feng naturally couldn't know what the crowd was thinking. He only knew that his strength was currently insufficient to kill Mo Xie, but he had to make Mo Xie understand that Lin Feng was not someone to be bullied casually.
Since his weight wasn't heavy enough yet, he would just have to add more.
Holding his flexible sword, his long robe fluttering, Lin Feng swept his gaze across the canyon and spoke slowly.
"As a sect elder, Mo Xie acts recklessly, arbitrarily killing sect disciples without restraint. This man is a disgrace to the sect. My strength is currently insufficient to kill this scum of the sect, but I will do everything in my power to expel Mo Xie from the Cloud Sea Sect. If I cannot, it is my incompetence. I cannot bear to be in the same sect as such a degenerate."
"Boom."
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. So arrogant! Lin Feng's ambition was too great. He actually wanted to expel the inner sect elder, Mo Xie, from the sect.
This was too difficult. If Mo Xie was expelled, where would Mo Canglan's face be?
"This guy is really crazy."
Liu Fei looked at Lin Feng on the platform, speechless. She also disliked Mo Xie's actions, but she had never dreamed of expelling him from the sect. An inner disciple wanting to expel an inner sect elder—how difficult was that? Yet Lin Feng was striving for it.
On the viewing platform, Mo Xie's face was ashen. A sect disciple, an ant in his eyes, was now standing on the Life and Death Platform, proclaiming his crimes, calling him a disgrace to the sect, and wanting to expel him. To Mo Xie, this was an utter humiliation.
Before, he had been the one to proclaim others' crimes and expel sect disciples. Now, the tables had turned.
If he could, Mo Xie would kill Lin Feng without hesitation.
The most troubled person was undoubtedly Nan Gong Ling.
As the Sect Leader of the Cloud Sea Sect, he had too many considerations. Mo Xie was an inner sect elder, and Mo Canglan was the Chief Law Enforcement Elder.
Lin Feng was a genius disciple of the Cloud Sea Sect, with unparalleled talent, no less than Wen Renyan, and he was valued by Elder Bei and Elder Kong.
If he were to lightly punish Mo Xie, it might be possible. But from Lin Feng's meaning, it was either him or Mo Xie; with Mo Xie, there was no place for him.
"I know that Mo Xie, as an inner sect elder, holds a high position, and Mo Canglan is a sect veteran who has made many contributions to the sect. I am but an insignificant figure, my words carry little weight. Even if Mo Xie is guilty, it may not be enough to convict him. But Mo Xie has tried to kill me several times. If he is not punished, how can I feel at ease?"
"Therefore, I will use my sword to prove to everyone that the sect having me is ten times, a hundred times better than having Mo Xie."
Such arrogant words! The crowd's hearts tightened. Lin Feng's arrogance was in no way inferior to Wen Renyan's.
They wondered how Lin Feng would prove to everyone that the sect having him was ten or a hundred times better than having Mo Xie.
Nan Gong Ling was also curious. How would Lin Feng prove it?
At this moment, Lin Feng's gaze fell on the Life and Death Platform where many inner disciples stood. He announced loudly, "Today is the inner sect competition. I, Lin Feng, though unworthy, stand on this Life and Death Platform and challenge all inner disciples. Anyone who wishes to fight may ascend the platform. Whether it is a life-and-death battle or not, I will accept."
"What?" The crowd's already trembling hearts convulsed violently again.
"Is he crazy? This guy is crazy. He wants to challenge all inner disciples?"
What an arrogant fellow! Not to mention that Wen Renyan's strength was comparable to a core disciple, even the top ten inner disciples each possessed unique skills, far stronger than Lei Bo. Lin Feng was treating the inner disciples as if they were nothing. How domineering, how arrogant!
The crowd's eyes flickered, all of them speechless. Was this guy out of his mind?
But if he could truly defeat any inner disciple, it would indeed prove that the sect having him was ten or a hundred times better than having Mo Xie.
"This bastard..."
Liu Fei's beautiful eyes widened. Lin Feng was simply too crazy. Not long ago, he had only been an outer disciple.
Han Man, on the other hand, grinned foolishly, watching the unrestrained youth on the Life and Death Platform. That was his brother—laughing arrogantly, his sword sweeping through mountains and rivers.
Nan Gong Ling was also stunned, utterly bewildered. This guy wanted to challenge any inner disciple?
Although Lin Feng's talent was strong, could he really be that powerful?
"This guy has never released his martial soul, has he?"
Nan Gong Ling suddenly realized that Lin Feng had never released his martial soul, and a flicker of anticipation arose. With such surging sword momentum, he wondered if his martial soul was a sword. If it was, it would surely make his sword momentum even stronger and his sword aura even more domineering.