Chapter 191: A Contest
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Within a mansion in the Imperial City, low shouts continuously rang out from the vast martial arts arena, a domineering aura enveloping the space.
At this moment, in the center of the arena, a mighty figure stood erect, his cold and overbearing gaze fixed on the crowd before him as he shouted, "A bunch of trash, come again."
Hearing his insults, the crowd's faces turned ugly. They released a sharp aura and charged once more at the domineering figure.
"Unrivaled Domination."
The domineering figure let out a fierce shout. His palm slashed down, and a blade intent bloomed in the space. In the void, a phantom blade shadow materialized, descending from the sky.
A booming sound of explosion rang out. The people in front of the blade shadow were instantly sent flying, blood gushing wildly. This strike showed no mercy.
Others immediately rushed forward, unleashing ferocious attacks simultaneously—cold, ruthless, and even some directly wielding weapons, thrusting at the mighty man's heart.
"Blade!"
The mighty man stood unmoving, as steady as a mountain. From his body and the surrounding space, an immensely powerful blade force burst forth. Even more terrifying, on his body, streaks of phantom blade light flickered and pulsed, as if they could materialize at any moment to cleave down on his opponents.
He himself was like a blade, supremely domineering, killing anyone who stood in his way.
With a series of sounds, all those figures were sent flying. The crowd that had charged at the mighty man lay on the ground, blood continuously flowing from their wounds, unable to even get close to his body.
From start to finish, that domineering man had stood there, never moving an inch.
"Good."
A light shout rang out. The crowd turned their gazes and saw Lin Feng striding over, a trace of a smile on his face.
He hadn't expected that during his absence, Ba Dao would actually get serious with these people, attacking viciously and without mercy. Moreover, the people from Cloud Sea Sect also had a fierce killing intent, clearly hating Ba Dao to the bone. Being tormented by him every day, how could they not hate him to death?
Ba Dao watched Lin Feng approach, his pitch-black pupils contracting as he stared at Lin Feng and said, "Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer. You broke through!"
"I broke through. Now, you and I are at the same realm."
Lin Feng nodded slightly. The crowd from Cloud Sea Sect were all stunned. Lin Feng was actually at the same cultivation level as Ba Dao. Impressive.
Back then, at Cloud Sea Sect, they remembered Lin Feng was only at the Spirit Martial Realm, Second Layer. In less than a year, Lin Feng had already reached the Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer. This cultivation speed was terrifying.
Once one reached the Spirit Martial Realm, those with ordinary talent needed a year or even several years to break through each layer. Lin Feng's talent could be called monstrous.
However, Ba Dao's strength was deeply ingrained in their minds. In their view, with Ba Dao's power, he could even defeat those at the Spirit Martial Realm, Seventh Layer. Although Lin Feng was at the same cultivation level, his strength was certainly inferior to Ba Dao's.
Ba Dao's gaze was also fixed on Lin Feng. A fierce aura burst forth from his body, surging toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared on his face. "Want to have a try with me?"
"Yeah."
Ba Dao nodded slightly. Having cultivated the Earth-grade technique, Ba Dao Art, he could clearly feel his own strength improving. Before, no one at the Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer had ever been able to defeat him. Now, with his cultivation further enhanced, he dared to fight even those at the Spirit Martial Realm, Seventh Layer. So, seeing Lin Feng's breakthrough to the Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer, a battle intent rose within him as well.
"Alright, then I'll spar with you."
Lin Feng revealed a smile. The Cloud Sea Sect members' eyes narrowed, and excitement flickered in their gazes.
Fight!
Would it be the supremely domineering Ba Dao who was stronger, or the former genius of Cloud Sea Sect, now its Sect Leader, Lin Feng?
Ba Dao and Lin Feng stared at each other. In an instant, an incredibly overbearing blade intent burst forth, as if it could split the heavens.
The blade—the tyrant among weapons.
Ba Dao loved the blade, and he himself possessed a blade martial soul. Cultivating the Earth-grade technique, Ba Dao Art, which Lin Feng had gifted him, his mastery of the blade path was terrifying.
As this blade intent was released, the entire space was filled with the whistling sound of blades, a scene of slaughter. The Cloud Sea Sect members felt as if their bodies were within endless blade light, as if at any moment, this blade intent could tear their bodies apart and obliterate them on the spot.
"Too terrifying. So Ba Dao was still holding back when he fought us."
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. It seemed Lin Feng was definitely no match for Ba Dao. This overbearing blade intent could effortlessly kill a strong expert at the Spirit Martial Realm, Sixth Layer. One strike would be enough.
Although they knew Lin Feng's talent was formidable, it was absolutely insufficient to contend with Ba Dao.
At that moment, a burning battle intent surged wildly from Lin Feng's body. In an instant, this battle intent could contend with Ba Dao's blade intent, equally powerful.
At this moment, Lin Feng's deep gaze was fixed on Ba Dao. His entire body was filled with battle intent, ready to strike at any moment.
A fierce, domineering wind blew onto Lin Feng, causing his tattered clothes to flutter. Standing there, Lin Feng was like a war god, never to fall.
"Impressive."
In the face of Ba Dao's blade force, Lin Feng's battle intent remained so strong, showing no sign of backing down, equally domineering.
At this time, Ba Dao slowly lifted his foot, then took a step forward. Instantly, the blade intent swept across heaven and earth. A booming sound rang out. Beneath Ba Dao's feet, deep cracks appeared on the ground, as if cut by a blade, the edges neat and clean.
"The blade, the king of weapons, slays gods who stand in its way."
Ba Dao uttered these words, and the blade intent grew even stronger, making the crowd feel suffocated, their breathing slightly rapid.
"Ba Dao Art, worthy of being an Earth-grade technique. The blade intent on Ba Dao is even more domineering." Lin Feng thought to himself. Now, Ba Dao was like a drawn blade.
"Boom!"
Lin Feng took a step forward. The surging battle intent did not retreat in the slightest but grew stronger and fiercer, as if fighting against heaven and earth.
"The sword, the supreme among weapons, cleaves through the heavens."
Lin Feng also uttered these words. The force on his body surged out like a flood.
Force—the force of the sword.
The force of the sword, which destroys and annihilates everything, bloomed in an instant, merging with the battle intent released from Lin Feng's body. The battle intent of the sword shot straight into the clouds.
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. That's right. Ba Dao had mastered blade force, but Lin Feng also possessed sword force—the sword that annihilates all.
Not only that, but Lin Feng's battle intent was also powerful enough.
Blade intent, sword intent, and battle intent converged and collided in the air. The space emitted a continuous, sharp hissing sound, extremely terrifying.
At this moment, the crowd's backs were already soaked through. It turned out that the freak wasn't just Ba Dao; Lin Feng was equally terrifying. Before the two had even exchanged blows, they could no longer bear it, their bodies drenched in sweat, trembling unconsciously.
Ba Dao and Lin Feng still stood opposite each other, their gazes clashing in the air.
It seemed like a long time passed. Ba Dao's eyes flickered slightly. That flicker caused the blade intent on his body to lose its unstoppable momentum. Lin Feng's sword intent and battle intent surged fiercely, making Ba Dao's eyes tremble. Then, he slowly spoke, "I lost."
As his words fell, the terrifying blade force on Ba Dao vanished in an instant.
The next moment, the sword intent and battle intent released by Lin Feng also disappeared without a trace.
The intent vanished, and the crowd felt their bodies become incredibly relaxed. They let out a long breath, but their hearts were filled with awe. Lin Feng was too terrifying, actually stronger than Ba Dao. No wonder he was now the Sect Leader of Cloud Sea Sect.
"Ba Dao, your blade force is on the verge of great accomplishment. You're not far from the next realm."
Lin Feng smiled slightly. The earlier battle hadn't been a contest of strength, only a clash of intent. Ba Dao was inferior to him.
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Ba Dao's eyes narrowed as he stared at Lin Feng and said, "You've already reached the next realm?"
"I reached it a long time ago." Lin Feng said calmly, causing Ba Dao's heart to tremble slightly. The Subtle Realm—Lin Feng had reached it a long time ago. What a terrifying young man. Fortunately, Lin Feng hadn't been at the Prison Arena back then, or else his glorious record there might not have existed.
"Ba Dao, I came to tell you to prepare. We might set out for the battlefield at any time."
Lin Feng said lightly. Then, he glanced at the Cloud Sea Sect members and said, "From now on, you will follow Ba Dao's orders. Train hard now. The greater your strength, the higher your chances of surviving on the battlefield."
With that, Lin Feng turned around, walking away gracefully and drifting off into the distance.