Chapter 330: Bullying Lin Feng?
"I lost." The One-Armed Man looked at the proudly standing Qiong Biluo, his voice somewhat low. He had lost, lost so completely.
Qiongji Biluo, Biluo Huangquan. Qiong Biluo's Biluo Martial Soul was very powerful, seemingly able to seal off space itself. Biluo Silky Rain turned the space it enveloped into an invisible prison. Moreover, once this Biluo Silky Rain trapped someone, it could transform into sharp silken weapons, tearing apart the body. If he had been even slightly weaker, he would have been directly shredded and obliterated by the silky rain just now.
"From now on, the position of number one in the Heavenly One Academy is yours, Qiong Biluo." The One-Armed Man's voice carried a hint of desolation. He had always been the strongest disciple of the Heavenly One Academy, and also the first among this batch of genius disciples to break free from the shackles of the Spirit Martial Realm and step into the Mysterious Martial Realm, possessing an air of unparalleled dominance.
However, Qiong Biluo, this genius who had always been suppressed by him, low-key and introverted, silently cultivating, seemed to have become a completely different person after crossing into the Mysterious Martial Realm, incredibly arrogant. He had challenged him to a battle as soon as he entered the Mysterious Martial Realm.
He had thought Qiong Biluo was getting carried away by success, but the reality was hard to accept. Qiong Biluo had defeated him, defeated him with ease. This was a battle without any suspense.
The crowd silently agreed with the One-Armed Man's words. Even the One-Armed Man was no match for Qiong Biluo. Who else could be the strongest disciple of the Heavenly One Academy besides Qiong Biluo?
"Where are Wen Aoxue, Dugu Shang, and Lin Feng?"
Qiong Biluo's proud gaze swept over the crowd below, his voice cold. If they were also here, Qiong Biluo wouldn't mind fighting a few more times to display his strength.
However, no one responded to him. Dugu Shang couldn't even withstand a single move from Lin Feng, so how could he dare to fight him? Wen Aoxue hadn't come here at all.
As for Lin Feng, he was still cultivating in the cultivation room at that moment.
"A bunch of cowards. Indeed, aside from the One-Armed Man, no one else in the Heavenly One Academy is qualified to fight me anymore. They are all like ants."
Qiong Biluo said mockingly, then stepped forward, walking through the void, and disappeared from the crowd's sight in a few moments.
Watching his back, the crowd from the Heavenly One Academy had flickering eyes. The Imperial City was truly getting lively now. Although Qiong Biluo had just entered the Mysterious Martial Realm, with his powerful Martial Soul, given time, he would surely threaten the Eight Young Masters.
Their Heavenly One Academy was finally about to give birth to a monstrous prodigy like the Eight Young Masters.
Looking at Qiong Biluo's disappearing figure, the One-Armed Man's eyes were filled with melancholy. Both were in the Mysterious Martial Realm, and he had even advanced first, yet the gap was so vast.
The advantage a powerful Martial Soul could exert in battle was evident. His Blade Martial Soul was already very strong, but the Biluo Martial Soul suppressed him completely, not even giving him a chance to unleash his fierce and domineering blade.
At that moment, a faint rumbling sound came from above, unusually clear in the silent space. The third cultivation room above the cultivation tower slowly opened, and a handsome figure appeared there.
Dressed in a white long robe, his long hair flying in the wind, his clear eyes held a hint of depth.
"Lin Feng!"
The crowd's gaze focused. Lin Feng was actually coming out of the cultivation tower at this moment, right after Qiong Biluo had just left.
"Did Lin Feng deliberately avoid Qiong Biluo?"
Many people began to speculate. Lin Feng couldn't have been unaware of the news that Qiong Biluo had challenged the One-Armed Man and Lin Feng. But Lin Feng hadn't appeared earlier, and only stepped out of the cultivation tower after Qiong Biluo had left, as if he was deliberately avoiding Qiong Biluo.
However, Lin Feng was only at the Spirit Martial Realm. Avoiding a fight with Qiong Biluo was understandable. A Spirit Martial Realm fighting a Mysterious Martial Realm was suicide, especially against someone as powerful as Qiong Biluo.
It was already impressive that Lin Feng could block the One-Armed Man's one strike.
Just as he stepped out of the cultivation room, Lin Feng saw many people's gazes fixed on him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. But then he stepped forward, ignoring the crowd, preparing to leave.
"Wait."
Just then, a voice rang out, causing Lin Feng, who had already landed on the ground, to pause in his tracks.
"Tell me, are the Blade and Sword Martial Souls strong?" the One-Armed Man asked Lin Feng. His Martial Soul was the Blade; Lin Feng cultivated the Sword. To a certain extent, they belonged to the same category of martial artists.
Of course, this was only the One-Armed Man's opinion. Although Lin Feng cultivated the Sword, he had never possessed a Sword Martial Soul.
"Naturally." Lin Feng responded indifferently without turning back.
"Then why, with my Blade Martial Soul, did I easily lose to Qiong Biluo, as if it was of no use at all?"
The One-Armed Man seemed to be asking Lin Feng, and also questioning himself. His confidence in the Blade was shaken.
"Strength, victory or defeat, although related to the Martial Soul, is not everything. Your loss to Qiong Biluo may have something to do with the Martial Soul, but it's definitely not the whole reason. If a person is strong, how can they be defeated?"
Lin Feng said calmly. The Martial Soul was only a part of combat strength; it couldn't represent everything. For example, a person at the first layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, no matter how heaven-defying their Martial Soul, could never contend with a Mysterious Martial Realm expert. Even among experts of the same level, a strong will to fight, combat courage, and keen insight could determine the outcome of a battle, not solely the Martial Soul.
This was Lin Feng's view. For instance, although he was at the Spirit Martial Realm, he could contend with the One-Armed Man of the Mysterious Martial Realm using only the Sword. Could this be said to mean Lin Feng's Martial Soul was much stronger than the One-Armed Man's? Obviously not!
"You mean to say that I am inferior to Qiong Biluo as a person, and it's not a matter of the Martial Soul?"
The One-Armed Man's voice turned slightly colder, a chill enveloping Lin Feng. He hadn't asked Lin Feng for a genuine answer, but rather out of self-doubt, doubt about his Martial Soul. Moreover, although he had lost to Qiong Biluo, he wouldn't allow Lin Feng to say such things.
"You asked for my opinion, and I simply answered according to my understanding." Feeling the chill emanating from the One-Armed Man, Lin Feng didn't deny it, and his own voice also turned slightly colder.
The One-Armed Man had lost to Qiong Biluo, but now he was treating Lin Feng like a soft persimmon, someone he could bully and humiliate at will?
If the One-Armed Man hadn't asked, Lin Feng wouldn't have bothered to pay him any attention.
"Hmph, arrogant and reckless. Don't think that just because you, Lin Feng, have some reputation now, you can get carried away. Being able to block one of my strikes doesn't mean you can block my second."
The One-Armed Man's voice grew even colder, the threat extremely clear.
"Arrogant and reckless?" Lin Feng sneered inwardly. That day, he had blocked the One-Armed Man's one strike. Did the One-Armed Man think that Lin Feng could only block his strikes and not attack?
The One-Armed Man was so arrogant, his words laced with heavy threats, trying to regain the dignity he had lost just now, the face he had lost after being defeated by Qiong Biluo.
"Three days from now, I, Lin Feng, will wait for you here. Then you'll know whether I can block your second strike."
Lin Feng uttered a faint sentence, then strode away, leaving the place.
But the crowd was stunned by Lin Feng's words. Lin Feng, like Qiong Biluo, was challenging the One-Armed Man.
The One-Armed Man said Lin Feng was arrogant and reckless, that Lin Feng couldn't block his second strike. Lin Feng then challenged him to a battle.
The Eastern Mound of the Imperial City was located at the easternmost part of the Imperial City. The Eastern Mound Hill was several thousand meters high. Standing there, one could see a hundred miles in all directions, unobstructed.
At this moment, Lin Feng's figure appeared on the Eastern Mound. However, he wasn't admiring the scenery below. Instead, he stood quietly, looking up at the sky, at the round sun hanging in the firmament.
Just now, Lin Feng could have fought the One-Armed Man directly, but he didn't. While cultivating in the cultivation room, Lin Feng had suddenly started thinking. Now that he was only one step away from the Mysterious Martial Realm, what cultivation technique should he practice to break through to the Mysterious Martial Realm?
Lin Feng was confident that breaking through to the Mysterious Martial Realm wouldn't be a problem. What lay before him now was choosing which cultivation technique to practice. The Venerable One's memories had left him with many powerful techniques, enough to allow him to step into even the Heavenly Martial Realm, provided he had enough talent to touch upon the Heavenly Martial Realm in his lifetime.
As for the types of techniques, that was no problem for Lin Feng either. He could cultivate any technique or martial skill. The Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul granted him comprehension and talent.
Cultivate the Palm, and his palm strength would be formidable.
Cultivate the Sword, and his achievements in the Sword Dao would surpass even those of pure Sword Cultivators.
Any technique or martial skill that fell into his hands could be cultivated and achieve results. This was Lin Feng's dilemma. Now, he was considering which type of technique he should practice!