Ling Feng defeated Feng Xiaoyao and successfully advanced to the top four!
This time, instead of leaving, he stepped down from the platform and watched the other matches. Soon, the other three finalists were decided: Zhang Ruocheng, Li Yu, and a woman named Leng Ningshuang.
This woman, as her name suggested, was as cold as ice.
Yet, she was the strongest among the remaining three.
Stronger even than Feng Xiaoyao, her strength had nearly reached the Martial Spirit level!
The next day.
Ling Feng once again took to the stage.
This time, his opponent was Zhang Ruocheng!
Zhang looked at Ling Feng and smiled slightly. "I forfeit."
The crowd erupted in shock.
He was giving up without even fighting?
Ling Feng was also taken aback. "Senior Brother Zhang, there's no need to go easy on me."
"Heh, I'm not going easy on you, I just know I can't win."
Zhang Ruocheng was very self-aware. Knowing that he couldn't even beat Feng Xiaoyao, how could he possibly defeat Ling Feng, who had already won against Feng?
So, he decisively conceded.
Ling Feng smiled helplessly. "Well, thank you, Senior Brother."
Ding! Zhang Ruocheng has been won over by the host's charismatic personality and voluntarily surrendered. Congratulations on advancing to the finals of the sect competition!
Reward: Sword Control Technique!
Ling Feng blinked.
The opponent surrendered, and you still give me a reward?!
This made him feel like he was getting something for nothing.
And then there was the reward…
Sword Control Technique!
Oh, this was straight out of a cultivation novel!
But considering that this world already had things like storage rings, a sword control technique wasn't that surprising.
After receiving the reward, Ling Feng felt a flood of information pour into his mind.
In that moment, he sensed a newfound connection with the Seven-Star Longyuan sword in his hand.
"Ling Junior Brother, do your best. If you win the sect competition, you'll make history for Baiyun Sect. After all, becoming the sect's top disciple within just over a month of joining? That's something no one has done for hundreds of years."
While Ling Feng was absorbing the information about sword control, Zhang Ruocheng smiled and said this.
"I'll try my best."
Ling Feng nodded slightly.
"Hey, if you two aren't going to fight, get off the stage. I still have to compete."
At that moment, Li Yu, one of the top four, spoke from below the platform.
The two of them didn't hesitate. They jumped off the stage, making way for Li Yu.
"Martial arts isn't about yielding to others. The martial path is about one thing: striving! Striving against heaven! Striving against others!"
"You two are still too soft!"
Li Yu glanced at the two of them before leaping onto the platform.
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from him.
It was the ninth level of Martial Master!
"Leng Ningshuang, come and fight!"
He called out to the icy woman with indifference.
Leng Ningshuang nodded slightly and slowly stepped onto the platform.
Without hesitation, Li Yu took a step forward, and the black blade at his waist was drawn in a flash, sending a sharp slash through the air!
Clang!
Leng Ningshuang blocked the strike with her sword!
It was a sky-blue longsword, with snowflake patterns etched into its blade.
"The Snow Spirit Sword, ranked sixty on the famous sword list!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
The sword's blade shimmered, and its energy spread outward.
Li Yu's body was encased in the icy sword energy, as if he had been turned into an ice sculpture, unable to move. Leng Ningshuang then delivered a swift kick, knocking him off the platform!
Ling Feng and Zhang Ruocheng blinked in surprise.
"That was quick."
"Didn't he seem so confident just now?"
"Sigh, that's why you shouldn't be so arrogant. When you get humiliated, it's never a good look. The more cocky he was, the more pathetic he looks now."
From below the platform, Li Yu struggled to stand, his face pale and filled with shock as he stared at Leng Ningshuang. "Y-You broke through to the Martial Spirit level?!"
"Indeed."
Leng Ningshuang replied coolly, then looked down at Ling Feng from the platform. "Ling Junior Brother, now it's just you and me. Come up and let's settle this once and for all!"
"Settle this once and for all?"
Ling Feng's expression turned a bit strange.
Isn't it obvious? You're female, and I'm male.
Leng Ningshuang realized that her wording was a bit off but kept her expression unchanged. "Ling Junior Brother, show me your true strength."
She had sensed that Ling Feng had been holding back all along.
Even when he defeated Feng Xiaoyao, he hadn't used his full power.
"Heh, then I'll be counting on you for guidance, Senior Sister."
Ling Feng leaped onto the platform.
Facing Leng Ningshuang, who had reached the Martial Spirit level, he didn't take any chances. The Seven-Star Longyuan sword at his waist instantly unsheathed, and a dragon's roar echoed through the air.
"Impressive sword!"
Leng Ningshuang praised.
Then, with her Snow Spirit Sword, she struck out, and in an instant, a snowstorm erupted!
Ling Feng raised his sword to block.
Clang!
The two swords clashed, sending out a metallic ring...
The sound of the swords clashing echoed, and the dispersing sword energy swept across the entire arena, leaving countless sword marks behind.
In this moment, both fighters were unleashing their full power.
The arena seemed on the verge of collapse.
"This is Ling Feng's true strength? So impressive! He can actually contend with a Martial Spirit!"
"Too powerful! They are on completely different levels from us!"
Clang, clang, clang!
The two swords continued to clash.
The shockwave of their true energy transformed into sword energy that spread out like a tempest.
Ling Feng grew more and more exhilarated; his true energy surged, and his strength kept rising!
With the power of nine bulls and two tigers, compounded over and over…
Ultimately, it reached the level of one divine elephant!
This terrifying strength meant that even without using true energy, he could easily sweep away Martial Masters. Coupled with his true energy, even a Martial Spirit would find it hard to withstand.
Leng Ningshuang felt the power coming from Ling Feng's sword growing more and more formidable.
Her hands, gripping the sword, began to tingle with the pressure.
Ling Feng swung his sword again.
The sword energy was fierce, the force overwhelming!
To Leng Ningshuang, it felt as though she was facing not just a sword, but an entire mountain! Realizing she couldn't withstand it, she quickly dodged.
As that sword struck the arena…
Boom!
Debris flew everywhere!
The entire arena split in half from the center, cracked open by the sheer force!
The crowd erupted in uproar.
"What kind of power is this?!"
"Good grief! Is this really the kind of power a Martial Master can possess?!"
"Ling Feng is so fierce!!"
Witnessing the power of that strike, Leng Ningshuang couldn't help but change her expression, a flicker of fear crossing her face. If that sword had hit her…
A shiver ran down her spine.
Faced with Ling Feng's continued assault, Leng Ningshuang dared not confront him head-on. Instead, she moved, and surprisingly took to the sky!
Behind her, a pair of blue crystalline wings shimmered brilliantly!
This was the True Energy Wings, a manifestation exclusive to the Martial Spirit level!
With her wings, she soared into the air!
From her vantage point, she looked down at Ling Feng and said, "Ling Junior Brother, no matter how unmatched your combat power, you cannot fly. In this battle, I win!"
With that, she raised her hand and unleashed waves of sword energy.
Ling Feng dodged left and right.
He also tried to unleash his own sword energy, but with his opponent in the air, the distance made it difficult to lock onto her. For a moment, he found himself at a disadvantage.
"How despicable! Using this kind of trick against Ling Feng!"
"A Martial Spirit fighting a Martial Master, how shameless!"
"The advantage of being airborne is too great!"
Many female disciples who supported Ling Feng expressed their dissatisfaction.
Some of the male disciples looked embarrassed.
This was a competition!
Victory was everything!
So what if a Martial Spirit fought a Martial Master?
We are all disciples of the sect; it makes no sense to hold back just because I'm stronger than you!
However, these female disciples weren't thinking that deeply; all they saw was Ling Feng potentially losing, and they immediately became upset.
At that moment, while dodging and evading, Ling Feng suddenly smiled slightly, looking up at Leng Ningshuang. "Senior Sister, have you ever heard of Sword Control?"
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