"Senior Sister, have you ever heard of sword control technique?"
Ling Feng smiled faintly.
Leng Ningshuang was taken aback, "I haven't heard of it, why do you ask?"
"Because…"
Ling Feng smiled slightly and then used all his strength to throw the Seven Stars Longyuan sword. The long sword pierced the air, shooting straight toward Leng Ningshuang.
She came back to her senses, and a rare smile appeared on her usually icy face. "Junior Brother, you're adorably naive."
She dodged the incoming sword with ease.
Seeing this, the others couldn't help but shake their heads.
"How could that hit Leng Ningshuang?"
"Sigh, now that he's thrown his sword, Junior Brother really has no chance of winning. The winner of this sect competition is Leng Ningshuang."
"If Leng Ningshuang hadn't broken through to Martial Spirit, Junior Brother could have won."
"What a pity..."
The crowd felt a bit regretful.
Leng Ningshuang in the air raised her sword, ready to defeat Ling Feng.
But at that moment, she sensed something was off.
Behind her, a sharp whistling sound came, and a chilling aura made her spine tingle. She instinctively turned around, only to see the Seven Stars Longyuan sword heading straight toward her.
"How is this possible?!"
Leng Ningshuang's expression changed.
She raised her sword to block.
Clang!
She was forced back several meters, yet the Seven Stars Longyuan sword didn't stop. Without anyone holding it, it continued to attack her!
This scene left everyone stunned.
"What's going on?"
"How is that sword moving by itself?!"
"They say legendary weapons have spirits. Could it be true?"
"But even if a weapon had a spirit, it shouldn't be able to attack like this without anyone controlling it, right?"
"Has the sword become sentient?"
For the first time, people witnessed such a spectacle and couldn't believe their eyes.
Even the Baiyun Sect Master and others were dumbfounded.
"Wait, look at Junior Brother..."
At this point, everyone noticed that on the shattered arena, Ling Feng was exuding True Qi, and his sword fingers were moving in the air, making gestures.
The Seven Stars Longyuan sword followed his movements, making corresponding attacks—sometimes stabbing, sometimes slashing.
Recalling what Ling Feng had said earlier about sword control...
An audacious thought popped into everyone's mind.
"Is he controlling the Seven Stars Longyuan?!"
"Sword control! So this is the sword control technique! Incredible! I've never heard of such a thing before. This is true sword immortal stuff!"
"Too powerful!"
Even the Baiyun Sect Master and others were astonished.
"Controlling objects with True Qi! That's something only Martial Masters can do. How is a Martial Scholar like him able to achieve this?"
"Could this be the mystery of the sword control technique he mentioned?"
"This martial art is truly unimaginable."
The Baiyun Sect Master and the others, being knowledgeable, knew that martial artists could control swords, but only at the Martial Master level.
Ling Feng was merely a Martial Scholar, two whole realms below that!
In the air.
Leng Ningshuang swung her sword to block the Seven Stars Longyuan repeatedly.
But Ling Feng's sword control technique was too advanced.
After dozens of rounds, she was gradually losing her strength.
At that moment, the Seven Stars Longyuan suddenly emitted a terrifying aura!
It struck her like a thunderbolt!
That was… sword force!
Not only did Junior Brother control the sword, but he also had sword force?!!
Whoosh!
The sword sliced through, directly severing the ice crystal wings on Leng Ningshuang's back.
With her wings destroyed, she lost her balance and plummeted toward the ground, unable to stop herself from crying out. From this height… wouldn't she crash to her death?!
At that moment, a figure swiftly darted out.
Contrary to her expectations, she didn't collide with the ground but fell into a warm embrace. She opened her eyes to find Ling Feng catching her.
He grinned and gave her a bright, cheerful smile.
"Senior Sister, are you alright?"
Originally, Leng Ningshuang scoffed at the female disciples infatuated with Ling Feng, thinking it was ridiculous to go crazy over someone just because they were handsome.
But now, she suddenly understood them.
Junior Brother…
He really is handsome!!
Leng Ningshuang's usually cold face flushed with a hint of red as her heart fluttered. Seeing that she was fine, Ling Feng gently let her down.
His actions were polite, without the slightest intention of taking advantage.
This made Leng Ningshuang's heart stir even more.
This Junior Brother was just too gentle!
"Senior Sister, do you still want to continue fighting?"
"No, no need. I've lost, and I admit defeat wholeheartedly!"
Leng Ningshuang spoke.
As soon as she finished, the crowd below erupted in cheers.
"Hooray! Junior Brother won!"
"Hey, did you notice? Leng Ningshuang, who's always cold as ice, just blushed. Do you think she likes Junior Brother?"
"What's wrong with that? Junior Brother is so outstanding, there's nothing wrong with liking him."
"Who wouldn't like Junior Brother? They're just pretending otherwise."
Meanwhile, Gu Linglong, the leader of Ling Feng's fan club, clenched her fists as she watched Leng Ningshuang standing beside Ling Feng, feeling a bit annoyed. "Darn it! I knew Junior Brother first, but even I haven't been held by him yet!"
Zhang Ruocheng, standing nearby, laughed and said, "But you've eaten the food Junior Brother cooked."
"That's true..."
Thinking of this, Gu Linglong felt a little better.
At that moment, the Baiyun Sect Master stood up from the stands and smiled, "I now announce that the first place in this Sect Competition is... Ling Feng from Misty Peak!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted into even louder cheers.
Many people were chanting.
"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!"
"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!"
The cheers were as loud as thunder.
It was unimaginable that a disciple who had only joined the sect just over a month ago could accumulate such tremendous prestige in such a short time!
It was simply incredible!
Even the Baiyun Sect Master was astonished.
"This young man will undoubtedly be the backbone of our Baiyun Sect in the future!"
He sighed in admiration.
Then, he walked towards Ling Feng, taking out a token, and said, "As per tradition, the first place winner in the Sect Competition can choose one treasure from the Baiyun Sect's treasure vault. This token grants you access to the vault. You can go whenever you wish."
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Ling Feng smiled and accepted the token.
[Ding!! Congratulations to the host for winning first place in the Sect Competition. Reputation increased. The competition has successfully concluded!]
[Congratulations to the host for receiving a Cyan Phoenix Egg.]
Cyan Phoenix?
Isn't that the legendary celestial beast?
Ling Feng was shocked. This reward is amazing! He began imagining himself soaring through the skies on a Cyan Phoenix.
"Haha, I knew you could do it!"
At that moment, a voice came from the side.
Liu Rusi arrived on the scene, smiling proudly at Ling Feng, who had just won first place. She patted his shoulder and looked towards the Baiyun Sect Master and the other elders, her face full of pride.
"Look, this is my disciple from Misty Peak!"
"Let's see who dares to say Misty Peak has no talent! Even with only one disciple, we've still beaten all of you!"
Liu Rusi said, beaming with excitement.
Several elders shook their heads in exasperation.
"Damn! Liu Rusi really lucked out, getting such a treasure of a disciple in Ling Feng!"
"Sigh, if only Ling Feng were my disciple..."
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