Ling Feng wielded the Qixing Longyuan, resonating with the sword and channeling sword energy that surged like a dragon into the sky!
In an instant, everyone in the Baiyun Sect sensed the phenomenon. They gazed at the golden dragon shadow soaring in the sky and couldn't help but discuss among themselves.
"What kind of phenomenon is this?"
"Could it be that someone has broken through to the Martial King realm? Only by breaking through to the Martial King can one possibly draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create such a kingly phenomenon!"
"No, it's not a kingly phenomenon; it's a type of sword energy!"
The Sect Leader and the Grand Elder of the Baiyun Sect also pondered thoughtfully.
"Look, it's in the direction of Piaomiao Peak."
"Could it be that Liu Rusi is behind this?"
Meanwhile, within the Sword Collection Villa, the head of the villa sat cross-legged, with a sword laid across his knees. His sword intent flowed, brilliant and imposing.
Suddenly, he sensed something and glanced in the direction of the Baiyun Sect. Peering through the layers, he saw the dragon energy soaring into the sky and couldn't help but shake his head with emotion, "Qixing Longyuan… has found its master!"
Recalling his battle with Liu Rusi, he felt a wave of frustration. How could that person be so incredibly strong? Weren't they supposed to have fallen into decline long ago?
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In the Baiyun Sect, on Piaomiao Peak, Ling Feng was one with the sword. As he executed his sword techniques, everything flowed harmoniously.
He had reached the state of unity between man and sword.
When he finally stopped, he felt a significant surge in his inner true energy, breaking through from the Innate Seventh Layer directly to the Innate Ninth Layer!!
He was just one step away from becoming a Martial Master!
And he had less than a month before he stepped into the Martial Dao.
[Ding! The host has entered the state of unity between man and sword for the first time and successfully gained recognition from Qixing Longyuan, shocking everyone. Reward: Sword Intent!]
Sword Intent?
What is that?
The next moment, Ling Feng felt an enigmatic comprehension emerge in his mind, and an incredibly sharp aura began to emanate from him!
He felt like an unmatched sword, radiating brilliance and power!
In his hand, the Qixing Longyuan sang as its sword energy combined with his sword intent, making it even more domineering!
Liu Rusi watched from the side, her eyes sparkling as she perceived his sword intent. She laughed heartily, "As expected of my disciple, to comprehend sword intent so quickly!"
Ling Feng asked curiously, "Master, what exactly is sword intent?"
"Intent is an elusive power within the heavens and the earth. Only by comprehending intent can martial artists barely be considered to have entered the threshold of mastery!"
"And there are various types of intent. For instance, a fist practitioner perceives fist intent, while a swordsman perceives sword intent!"
"There are nine levels of intent, and right now, you've only grasped the first level. However, for someone your age, being able to comprehend intent is already quite impressive!"
"Given time, not only intent but also the true meaning beyond intent can be understood! I have high hopes for you!"
Liu Rusi encouraged him by patting Ling Feng's shoulder.
At that moment, the Sect Leader of Baiyun approached slowly, looking at Ling Feng, who was radiating sword intent. His pupils shrank. "Ling Feng, you… you've comprehended sword intent?!"
"Isn't my disciple impressive?" Liu Rusi said proudly.
"Impressive? It's beyond impressive; it's terrifying!"
The Sect Leader spoke in astonishment.
When he advanced to Martial Spirit, he barely comprehended the existence of intent.
Yet Ling Feng had grasped it in less than a month of cultivation.
What kind of talent was this, several dimensions higher than his own!
"Wait… that sword…"
The Sect Leader suddenly noticed something, looking at the sword in Ling Feng's hand. He trembled, "This is the Qixing Longyuan from the Famous Sword List! Wasn't it supposed to be in the Sword Collection Villa? How could it be in Ling Feng's hands?"
"I went to the Sword Collection Villa, and they gave it to me."
"Why would they give you the Qixing Longyuan for no reason? What did you do? Quickly tell me, brother."
The Sect Leader's expression turned anxious.
The foundation of the Sword Collection Villa was no weaker than that of the Baiyun Sect. If this was mishandled, it could lead to significant trouble.
"Don't worry, brother. I just had a spar with the villa master and won. He then gave me this sword." Liu Rusi said nonchalantly.
The Sect Leader almost fainted, his eyes rolling back. "You defeated the villa master, and he just gave you the sword? Are you sure it wasn't theft?!"
"Brother, do you have so little faith in my character? Would I do something like that?" Liu Rusi rolled her eyes.
"Dear sister, such words may fool others, but don't try to fool yourself."
"Brother, you… Hmph, you don't believe me. You should at least trust the villa master. He said he wouldn't cause trouble for the Baiyun Sect."
"Hmm… The villa master is also a well-known figure in the Great Zhou, someone whose word carries weight. Since he said so, I can rest assured."
The Sect Leader breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Ling Feng, who was holding the Qixing Longyuan, and said, "You took this dragon-slaying sword to give to Ling Feng, right? In consideration of Ling Feng's face, I won't pursue your reckless actions this time. Ling Feng is the future of our Baiyun Sect; you must guide him well. The future of Baiyun Sect depends on you two."
"Got it, got it. Stop nagging."
Liu Rusi waved her hand. After sending the Sect Leader away, she stretched and said, "I'm so hungry. My dear disciple, make me a bowl of noodles."
Ling Feng looked at the Qixing Longyuan in his hand and nodded. "Okay."
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In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
During this time, the Baiyun Sect was buzzing with excitement.
The reason was simple: the sect's grand competition was about to begin.
This was the most lively event of the Baiyun Sect, where all disciples were eager to showcase their skills and aim for the top prize.
Liu Rusi also registered Ling Feng for the competition.
"This grand competition is a great opportunity for you to gain experience. Remember, don't embarrass your master."
"Let those guys see the strength of our Piaomiao Peak!" Liu Rusi smiled, placing high hopes on Ling Feng.
"I understand."
Ling Feng nodded.
Since he had embarked on the path of martial arts, he naturally had a competitive spirit.
If he was going to participate, he would aim for...
First place!
On the night before the grand competition, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, taking out two Upper Qi Pills and swallowing them. The medicinal power flowed within him, transforming into a warm current.
His aura began to rise steadily.
Bang!!
It was as if he had broken some shackles.
In one leap, he broke through to the Martial Master realm.
His true energy became extremely refined.
He raised his hand, causing a faint golden light to bloom in the night sky.
As a Sacred Body of Martial Arts, any technique he practiced could unleash greater power, and the Piaomiao Wushuang Sword Classic was no exception.
"With this, I have more confidence in this grand competition."
Ling Feng smiled lightly.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the Martial Master realm, making further progress on the path to becoming a Divine King. Reward: Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers!]
Huh?
Nine Bulls and Two Tigers again?
Ling Feng felt a series of popping sounds from within him.
His strength surged dramatically.
With the power of nine bulls and two tigers, he thought he could now easily kill an elephant with a single punch, even without using true energy.
"Now, I am strong!"
Ling Feng said confidently.
In another room, Liu Rusi sensed Ling Feng's breakthrough and couldn't help but exclaim, "What a little monster! He broke through to Martial Master so quickly. I estimate that in a few years, he'll reach Martial Sovereign or even Martial King!"
"Perhaps, he will be my hope."
As if recalling something, Liu Rusi's eyes gradually revealed her expectations.