Chapter 332: Sun Sword
Lin Feng stood at the peak of the cultivation tower, looking down at One Arm, giving him a feeling of superiority. Combined with his arrogant tone, Lin Feng seemed to be looking down from on high, lecturing One Arm.
One Arm and the crowd all narrowed their eyes slightly. Lin Feng had actually been at the top of the cultivation tower the entire time. It was understandable that the people from Heavenly One Academy below hadn't noticed him, but One Arm hadn't either. His Mysterious Martial Realm cultivation seemed somewhat unworthy of the name, especially since Lin Feng was only in the Spirit Martial Realm.
One Arm's face darkened. He looked up at Lin Feng and said coldly, "Whether I am arrogant and ignorant or not, come down and fight."
"Hmph." Lin Feng smiled coldly, stepping through the void. Sword intent filled the air. Beneath Lin Feng's feet, a phantom sword materialized, supporting his body. This phantom sword was condensed from true essence. Lin Feng had now reached the point where he could solidify his true essence power to such a degree.
"Has Lin Feng also stepped into the Mysterious Martial Realm?"
The crowd murmured inwardly. Transforming true essence into a physical form, condensing it into a phantom sword, was indeed not something an ordinary Spirit Martial Realm cultivator could do. Even if Lin Feng hadn't entered the Mysterious Martial Realm, he was certainly not far off. He must be at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm, just one step away from Mysterious Martial.
At this moment, Lin Feng and One Arm stood facing each other, both stepping on true essence blades and swords, suspended in midair. Their auras continuously rose, becoming extremely sharp.
"Just a mere Spirit Martial Realm cultivator, yet you dare to speak so boldly. Today, I'll let you try to take one of my swords again, and you'll understand what arrogance and ignorance truly mean."
One Arm said coldly, raising his single arm. The world's energy howled, frantically gathering toward his palm. An enormous blade gradually took shape, domineering and sharp, as if it would cut down everything in its path.
Lin Feng stood there motionless, not even drawing his sword.
A hint of deep mockery curled at the corner of One Arm's mouth. Today, he would make everyone understand that even though he had lost to Qiong Biluo, not just anyone could mock and insult him. No one could look down on him. Even if he had lost once, that would be the only time.
"Slash!"
His palm slowly chopped down. The surging giant blade split the space, making the spatial currents become extremely violent, scattering to both sides like waves in water.
Lin Feng calmly watched the descending blade. Only when the blade was about to reach the space above his head did his body finally move, moving with the wind.
With just a slight sway, Lin Feng's figure vanished from its original position without any warning, teleporting on the spot.
"Chi, chi..." The tearing howl was piercing. The long blade slashed down but didn't touch Lin Feng's body at all. However, the momentum of the blade couldn't be stopped and continued to descend.
"Dodge!"
The crowd on the ground exclaimed, especially feeling the oppressive blade intent above their heads. They trembled all over, constantly dodging and evading.
"Boom!" The true essence blade turned into an invisible surging force, landing on the ground. Dust flew everywhere, and the ground was cut into a deep trench by this phantom blade, shocking to behold.
However, the One Arm who had slashed this blade showed no pride on his face, only coldness.
Lin Feng hadn't even tried to take his fierce blade head-on but had lightly dodged it. This blade of his was nothing but a useless effort.
Trying to slash Lin Feng but not even touching him—what use was it?
The true essence blade took shape again. One Arm shouted coldly, and the fierce blade's wind slashed through the space with a cracking sound, sweeping out like lightning.
Lin Feng's figure trembled slightly. He had already moved the moment the blade was slashed. Unity of Heaven and Man—no wind or grass could escape his perception. At the same time, his movement technique was extremely acute. Unless the opponent's speed was truly extreme, leaving him no time to dodge, it was impossible to touch him.
And for One Arm to launch such a fierce attack with his true essence great blade would inevitably affect the blade's speed, making it impossible for him to touch Lin Feng at all.
"Flashy but impractical. This is your proud blade? In battle, are you stupid enough to think others will take every one of your strikes? Your blade can't even touch me—how can you fight?"
Lin Feng stood in the void, his face full of deep mockery, making One Arm's expression stiff and ugly.
The crowd's hearts trembled. Indeed, in battle, martial artists have different specialties. You have a blade martial soul and strong attacks, but others won't foolishly resist your attacks head-on. Victory and defeat are the only things that matter. Although your blade is fierce, if it can't touch the enemy, it's a useless blade, a waste blade. Of course, this was also based on Lin Feng's speed being acute enough. In truth, One Arm's blade wasn't as slow as described; otherwise, what use would his blade cultivation be?
"Are you only capable of dodging?" One Arm mocked.
"I'm only capable of dodging? Why don't you say how useless your own blade is? Don't you dodge in battle? Then try taking a few of my swords."
Lin Feng said coldly, then raised his hand. The world's energy frantically surged. Killing intent, battle intent, and destruction intent soared to the sky.
A true essence sword, fusing various intents, solidified in Lin Feng's hand. It was murderous and terrifying. Sunlight shone on it, and golden, dazzling light frantically flowed, as if this sword could even devour the sun's radiance for its own use. A scorching aura spread out.
"What terrifying sword intent!"
The crowd looked up, gazing at the sword in Lin Feng's hand in the void. It was as dazzling as the sun, making their eyes unable to look directly at it. Not only was the battle intent overwhelming, but it was also scorching and blinding.
Lin Feng stepped through the void. Rolling sword intent roared and rushed out, extremely fierce, as if it would pierce through the air.
"One Arm, that day I took one of your blades, and you boasted that I, Lin Feng, could only take one blade from you. I don't understand what qualifications you have to be so arrogant. A Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator, whose blade couldn't even harm a Spirit Martial Realm cultivator like me, yet you still have the face to spout nonsense. I truly admire your ignorance and shamelessness."
Lin Feng stepped through the void. The soaring sword energy shot straight into the sky, becoming increasingly sharp. At this moment, One Arm felt a sharp aura pressing down on him, as if it would pierce and tear his body apart.
His brow slightly furrowed. One Arm suddenly felt that Lin Feng's sword was in no way inferior to his blade.
"Without strength yet looking down on everything, how can you make progress? It's only natural that you lost to Qiong Biluo. What's even more shameful is that you asked me, and I merely pointed out the problem, but you couldn't accept it, feeling insulted. In truth, it's just your own sense of shame at work, because you lost to Qiong Biluo, so you can no longer bear even the slightest verbal stimulation. You have lost the resilience of martial arts. Your talent is nothing but a false reputation."
Lin Feng's words struck One Arm's heart. Indeed, his defeat by Qiong Biluo had weakened his mental endurance. So when he heard Lin Feng's words, they felt harsh, and he developed killing intent toward Lin Feng, threatening him.
One Arm's battle intent grew weaker and weaker.
The crowd sensed this scene and their eyes fixed. The overwhelming sword intent radiating from Lin Feng was unbearable to look at, growing stronger and stronger, while One Arm, stimulated by Lin Feng's words, had his battle spirit wane.
"One Arm, you want to use me, Lin Feng, to prove yourself. Then I'll make you understand that the so-called former number one of Heavenly One Academy is nothing but a false reputation, just a waste with decent cultivation."
Lin Feng's body soared into the sky, carrying endless murderous sword intent. The sword hung in the air, the sun dazzling. Borrowing the sun's light, Lin Feng's sword slashed down toward One Arm.
One Arm looked up at Lin Feng's sword and suddenly felt a blinding glare. Lin Feng's sword seemed to reflect the sun's radiance, like a sun itself, stinging his eyes so much that he couldn't open them, unable to look directly at Lin Feng.
"Ha!" One Arm shouted angrily. The blade formed from his single arm slashed directly at the void, aimlessly.
"Slash!"
At the same time One Arm's blade swung out, Lin Feng shouted deeply. The sword slashed down from the sky, carrying an unstoppable sharpness and a scorching, dazzling light like the sun.
"Chi, chi..."
The crowd's eyes fixed. Two faint sounds came from the void. The slashing sword tore through space, and the air seemed to ignite, with faint sun flames flickering out.
This brilliant sun sword even burned the air, burning out a flaming crack, shocking to behold.
At the same time, One Arm's blade disintegrated inch by inch, vanishing without a trace under the dazzling sword light!