Chapter 645: The Holy City
"Is your movement faster, or my sword faster?"
Lin Feng's voice trembled in the eardrums of the crowd. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the abdomen of the figure in the void. A tearing sound rang out, causing the faces of the onlookers to pale in shock.
The blood from that person's abdomen turned into streaks of blood arrows, surging into Lin Feng's sword. A blood sword, drinking blood!
"His sword... it can actually drink blood!"
The man watched as his blood flowed toward Lin Feng's sword, slowly lifting his head to look at Lin Feng: "You... what sword is this?"
"Blood Drinking Sword!" Lin Feng replied coldly. "We've already reached the top sixteen. In this round, losing wouldn't have mattered much—it's just a buffer battle. Ahead, there are great opportunities waiting for you and for me, chances to make you stronger and more dazzling in the future. But you chose to cripple your cultivation, so your death is your own doing."
The blood was drained dry. With a sword's hum, the Blood Drinking Sword returned to its sheath. Lin Feng didn't look at the man again. Instead, he stepped forward and returned to the Dragon Lair.
"Heaven's calamity can be forgiven, but self-inflicted disaster cannot be survived." The man's blood was completely sucked dry, a desolate smile on his face. He could have had a bright future, but now, he was dead.
His body slowly fell, collapsing onto the battle platform. Xue Wuchang pointed a finger, and a burst of flame ignited, burning the corpse. His gaze remained calm, but in his heart, he now saw Lin Feng in a new light. This boy's talent was terrifying, and he had truly stepped into the temple.
Watching the body turn to nothing in the flames, the crowd glanced at Lin Feng, their hearts unable to settle.
Lin Feng only knew the Buddha's Golden Body? He was helpless against those with superior movement techniques?
With a single sword strike, Lin Feng used one sword to tell everyone that he, who held the first jade key, would not be humiliated.
And the ones most shaken were undoubtedly those familiar with Lin Feng, like Yue Qingshan. Watching Lin Feng stand proudly on the stage of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, treating a Seventh Layer Mysterious Martial Realm genius like nothing, and then glancing at the dejected Yue Tianming beside him, he suddenly felt a sense of unreality.
His grandson should have been shining brightly, yet now he was like this. The one standing on the stage was his maternal grandson, but one who refused to acknowledge their relationship.
"A strong father has no weak son. Menghe has a worthy successor; she should be comforted." Closing his eyes, Yue Qingshan's snow-white hair seemed even paler, wrinkles appearing at his temples. Lin Feng's talent had already surpassed that of his father and mother.
"Incredible! Brother Feng has become this powerful." Han Man's eyes, revealed through his bronze mask, shone brightly and brilliantly. His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging. Too strong. Lin Feng's strength made his heart pound incessantly. The young man standing on the stage was his brother.
"After the Snow Domain Grand Competition, if Brother Feng returns to Snow Moon, besides Duan Wudao, who in the entire Snow Moon Kingdom can contend with him?" Po Jun's eyes also held a hint of anticipation. Lin Feng was already this strong, and it seemed he hadn't reached his limit. Xue Wuchang had also said there would be great opportunities ahead. If Lin Feng seized them and grew even stronger, when he returned to Snow Moon, with his blood sword drawn, who could rival him?
"Brother's goal isn't Snow Moon. His sights should be on other empires of the continent, or even the Holy City Central Continent." Xiao Ya clenched her little fists, speaking excitedly.
"The Holy City Central Continent? What place is that?" Po Jun was stunned by Xiao Ya's words. He had never heard of this Holy City.
Xiao Ya's clear big eyes looked at Po Jun, unsure how to explain. She simply said, "The geniuses of the Snow Domain might be ordinary people in the Holy City Central Continent. The forces of this Mysterious City, even the Divine Palace, are just ordinary sect forces there."
Xiao Ya's soft words made Po Jun and Han Man's eyes tremble, a sharp glint flashing in their gazes.
The geniuses of the Snow Domain were ordinary in the Holy City. As powerful as the mysterious Divine Palace was, in the Holy City Central Continent, it was just an ordinary sect force.
What kind of behemoth was this Holy City Central Continent?
"Where is this Holy City Central Continent?" Han Man couldn't help but ask curiously.
Po Jun shook his head: "It's better we don't know for now. We're not qualified to touch it yet. When we are, we'll naturally find out."
"Hehe, that's right. Brother will definitely leave your Snow Moon Kingdom, even leave the Snow Domain, and become a strongman of the Nine Heavens Continent." Xiao Ya's little fists were clenched tightly, full of confidence—confidence in Lin Feng.
Lin Feng really resembled her brother, just like in Grandpa's ballad: "In youth, he set his ambition high, vowing to trample these nine heavens and mountains!"
But alas, the world was full of sorrow. Her brother couldn't make it to the end and could no longer take care of her. Now, she regarded Lin Feng as her brother. Lin Feng was her brother.
Han Man and Po Jun both nodded. Yes, Lin Feng would definitely become a strongman of the Nine Heavens Continent. They shouldn't only see the small Snow Moon Kingdom, or even the Snow Domain.
On the battle stage of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, Tang Youyou stepped onto the center of the platform. She was the second person, choosing her opponent.
Like Lin Feng, she could only win, not lose, because she held the second jade key. If she lost, she would have to hand over this second jade key and take the lowest-ranked one.
Her gaze swept over the figures on the Dragon Lair. She didn't think about the top ten. Besides herself and Lin Feng, there were the eight strongest geniuses. She wasn't confident.
She also eliminated Qing Mengxin and Yun Feiyang, since they were acquaintances.
"I choose you."
Tang Youyou pointed at the woman ranked thirteenth, who cultivated the Ice Soul Technique.
Seeing Tang Youyou choose her, the woman showed no expression. Her body always exuded a cold aura, just like the technique she cultivated.
With a step, her body arrived opposite Tang Youyou.
"One strike to decide the outcome, how about it?" Tang Youyou said to the woman. The other party looked at her in surprise, then nodded: "Fine."
Win or lose, it wouldn't affect her much. She would still retain her qualification for the Snow Domain Grand Competition. So she had no reason to refuse Tang Youyou's proposal for a one-strike decision. There was no need to go all out.
"Be careful."
As Tang Youyou's words fell, she suddenly stepped forward. A thousand shadows like a dream, her body turned into countless afterimages. The center of the battle platform was filled with these afterimages, making it impossible to distinguish them.
The woman moved backward horizontally. Suddenly, the space turned cold, utterly cold, as if frost and snow appeared in the void.
"Absolute Zero, Seal!"
"Crack!"
The crowd felt a bone-chilling cold spread through their bodies. The vast battle platform was completely covered in a layer of frost. The center of the platform was frozen solid, as if time itself was about to stop.
A thousand shadows like a dream. Tang Youyou's afterimages seemed to be frozen in the ice and snow, turning into sculptures. Space stood still.
"What terrifying cold!" Lin Feng's pupils contracted. Even between his dark brows, there were traces of frost. His body also felt a wave of cold invading.
This cold sealed both Tang Youyou's true body and her illusions.
"Hmm? It moved!"
At that moment, the crowd's eyes trembled. Among the frozen figures, one moved, shifting toward the Ice Soul woman.
Turning her gaze, the woman instantly knew who the true body was. She stepped forward, her palm spinning, forming a ball of white frost, and directly pressed it toward Tang Youyou.
"Break!" Tang Youyou shouted angrily. The ice attached to her body shattered. Her black hair flew wildly, and her body suddenly disappeared, reappearing directly in front of the woman.
"Annihilate!" Another crisp sound rang out. Tang Youyou's palm collided with the woman's ice-filled palm. In an instant, Tang Youyou's entire body was covered in a layer of ice, frozen once again.
Had Tang Youyou lost?
Time seemed to freeze again. Then, a cracking sound rang out. The woman's body trembled violently, retreating dozens of meters. The ice in her hand remained, but a trace of blood leaked from the corner of her mouth.
"So that's it." A look of understanding appeared in her eyes. Tang Youyou's palm force could penetrate the ice and strike her body directly. That was the special characteristic of Tang Youyou's palm technique.
"You win."
The woman stepped back to her original position. With a cracking sound, the ice on Tang Youyou's body also shattered. She had successfully kept the second jade key!
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