Finally, with the anticipation of ten thousand people, noon approached.
Two figures appeared simultaneously.
One was a dashing white figure, remarkably handso, with a young face exuding composure and confidence.
The other was clad in swirling black attire, his aura like a quiet abyss, with a gaze that was experienced and profound. Standing with his hands behind his back, he exuded a dominance that swept across all directions invisibly.
This was the kingly aura nurtured through ten years of dominance in the Outer Sect.
With just one glance, he could make countless beings submit.
Of course, this did not include Ling Feng.
Heavenly Sword Ninth, challenging Heavenly Sword First!
This astonishing challenge finally comnced.
Wenren Longzhan assessed the young man before him and spoke with an indifferent expression: "Ling Feng, right? You’ve newly beco the Heavenly Sword Ninth. Many see you as a fat sheep, and you continue to challenge others to establish your reputation, eliminating these unnecessary troubles. I must say, you are clever."
"Thank you for understanding, Senior," Ling Feng replied with a faint smile, "Indeed."
"Hiss!"
Upon hearing Ling Feng’s response, the crowd couldn’t help but gasp. This guy really dared to say that!
Challenging Wenren Longzhan, the Heavenly Sword First, to establish reputation—this guy must be extrely arrogant.
Below the stage, almost all of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect were present, each watching Ling Feng on stage with amused expressions.
Challenging Wenren Longzhan to establish reputation, this Ling Feng has probably found the wrong person.
Even Yan Guying, who had so understanding of Ling Feng’s strength, slightly shook his head.
In fact, Ling Feng could have challenged him.
Even if defeated by Ling Feng, he wouldn’t mind, but Ling Feng directly chose the Heavenly Sword First!
That man was like a towering mountain. Without having faced him, one would never know his strength.
Soone as strong as Ji Rushuang had challenged Wenren Longzhan fifty tis over the years, but each ti she ended up defeated, unable to force Wenren Longzhan to use more than ten moves.
Such a powerful figure can already contend with the powerhouses on the Creation Star List. Can Ling Feng truly defeat him?
Yan Guying was sowhat skeptical but could only choose to believe.
Because Ling Feng was a man known for creating miracles.
"Establishing reputation is a wise decision. But challenging for it—you’ve probably found the wrong person."
Wenren Longzhan spoke indifferently, serene as a still pond, "Considering your cultivation is not easy, I will try to be rciful."
The Outer Disciples stood solemnly.
"No wonder he’s the Overlord of the Outer Sect, the Heavenly Sword First. Just his poise and determination make one lose three points before even starting."
"That Ling Feng, since joining the Outer Sect, has surged forward, but after gaining fa, he beca arrogant. His character is jumpy, actions unstable, and difficult to achieve much in the future."
"Indeed, he might have forgotten how he beca the Heavenly Sword Ninth. He’s just soone who got lucky and thought of himself as a significant figure!"
Ling Feng sneered at the many mutterings of the crowd.
His strength—just wait and see!
He gathered his spirit, essence, and energy. Like a Divine Sword about to be unsheathed, when still, it’s as tranquil as a stream; when moving, it’s as powerful as a thunderbolt.
"Interesting!"
A flicker of surprise flashed in Wenren Longzhan’s eyes. This Ling Feng was perhaps not as simple as he thought.
Clearly just a junior at the Divine Sea Realm, but his ntal fortitude showed no intimidation by his aura. If anything, it seed to suppress him.
A swift battle must be achieved!
Wenren Longzhan felt a twinge of vigilance. If he was careless, he might truly end up capsized in a ditch.
"Make your move, or else you won’t have a chance to act!"
Wenren Longzhan shouted coldly.
In fact, during battles, Wenren Longzhan would always allow his opponent to strike first because his greatest strength was countering with flawless timing.
His cultivation technique was sowhat similar to Ling Feng’s Eye of Heaven, with an ability to discern and exploit the opponent’s vulnerabilities and flaws.
As soon as the opponent made a move, he could detect the flaws in their techniques, targeting them to achieve victory, even challenging levels higher than his own.
Unfortunately, he was up against Ling Feng.
The ability bestowed upon Ling Feng by the Emperor’s Eye was one of nearly perfect techniques.
Without the slightest flaw!
"Then, I shall oblige!"
Ling Feng laughed loudly, his long sword swinging, directly activating the Five Mixed Elents Locks.
The strength of Wenren Longzhan was at the Extre Human Emperor level. Ling Feng needed to maintain enough speed, or else a frontal clash could end in a swift defeat.
However, in actual combat, strength was just one aspect. No matter how strong, if unable to hit the opponent—it’s worthless.
Ling Feng unfolded the Carefree Sword Step, initiating with "Eight-directions Break Profound," Sword Qi soaring into the sky, causing disturbances in all directions, launching an assault towards Wenren Longzhan.
Wenren Longzhan’s eyes glead, seemingly analyzing Ling Feng’s Martial Technique.
But soon, his expression changed dramatically because Ling Feng’s Martial Technique was impeccable, without any flaws!
"No flaws! How can there be no flaws!"
Wenren Longzhan suddenly felt a bit overwheld.
No matter how powerful the Martial Technique, how exquisite the cultivation technique, even if practiced to the recorded extre level, there must inherently be so flaw.
This is a flaw of the Cultivation and Martial Arts, beyond human control.
This is where this "counter-attack" pupil skill excels—precisely finding flaws to defeat enemies in one swift move.
But now, he couldn’t see a single flaw in Ling Feng, feeling as if having great brute force but nowhere to apply it.
His rhythm, starting from this mont, had completely unraveled.
The pupil skill he relied on instead beca a burden.
"So you were looking for my flaws!"
Ling Feng secretly chuckled to himself. Comparing insight ability with the Emperor’s Eye, no wonder the guy was thoroughly crushed.
"Watch this move! Night Parade of Hundred Demons!"
"Six Paths of Floating and Sinking!"
The Ling Feng Sword shot out like a rainbow with two fierce slashes, and in Wenren Longzhan’s eyes, Divine Light flickered.
Yet, to his despair, Ling Feng’s swordsmanship still showed no sign of flaws.
Instantly, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Wenren Longzhan’s forehead.
It was the first ti he encountered such an eerie opponent, leaving him at a loss for any ans.
"What’s happening? Wenren Longzhan’s aura is in disarray?"
Below the stage, those truly sharp-eyed experts had noticed that Wenren Longzhan’s unyielding confidence seed to have already crumbled on its own.
"It doesn’t make sense; normally, Wenren Longzhan finds the opponent’s weakness in a split second when they strike and defeats them in one blow. But this ti, why is Wenren Longzhan just standing there in a daze?"
Having faced Wenren Longzhan the most, Ji Rushuang showed an incredulous expression in her eyes.
Ling Feng had consecutively unleashed three sword strikes, yet Wenren Longzhan hadn’t retaliated, instead falling into a passive retreat.
Unusual!
This was exceedingly unusual!
At this mont, soone shouted loudly: "Haha, worthy of Senior Wenren, allowing the opponent three moves. That’s the grace of the Heavenly Sword First!"
Allowing moves?
Ji Rushuang knitted her brows, glancing at the other top ten Outer Sect experts. Evidently, they were also incredibly surprised by Wenren Longzhan’s strange behavior.
Perhaps he truly was allowing moves.
Otherwise, how could a renowned "counter-attack" expert like Wenren Longzhan retreat three tis consecutively before a re Divine Sea Realm newcor!
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