Chapter 10: The Final Battle Approaches
The Sect Tournament had reached its final stage.
Disciples who had survived the earlier rounds were now preparing for their final battles, eager to prove themselves before the elders.
But despite all the talent displayed, only one name was being whispered throughout the sect.
Jian Feng.
The so-called weakest disciple had defeated every opponent in a single move.
He had not suffered a single wound, nor had he even looked like he was trying.
This was no longer just an upset victory—this was a threat to the sect's very power structure.
Jian Feng did not care.
He was waiting for one opponent.
Xu Tian.
The golden prodigy of the sect.
The one who had humiliated him in his past life.
The one who had stood at the top without challenge.
Jian Feng had no doubts that their match was inevitable.
And this time—
He would not kneel.
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In the VIP stands, Xu Tian smirked as he watched the battlefield.
The sect elders were already murmuring among themselves, impressed by Jian Feng's growth.
That irritated him.
"He's getting too much attention," one of Xu Tian's lackeys muttered.
Xu Tian remained silent, watching as Jian Feng calmly stood at the edge of the arena.
It didn't matter.
Jian Feng may have improved.
But in front of him, it would never be enough.
Their fight would be soon.
And he would make Jian Feng regret ever thinking he could rise.
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A sect elder stood and raised his hand.
"The final round will begin shortly."
Jian Feng exhaled slowly.
It was time.
The past would not repeat itself.
He stepped forward—
And locked eyes with Xu Tian.
One battle.
One victor.
No mercy.
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Trivia:
Heavenly Pressure (天威): High-level cultivators can exert their aura to intimidate weaker opponents before a battle even begins.
Sword Suppression (剑压): A technique where a powerful swordsman can suppress another's movements with sheer intent.