"Feng Dao’s brows furrowed as the True Qi within him burst forth, dispelling the chill. He turned the blade of his treasured sword, causing the ice covering it to scatter in all directions."
"Ha!"
Feng Dao let out a thunderous shout, unleashing all his strength as he brandished his treasured sword, engaging Leng Ruobing in intense combat. His terrifying sword radiance relentlessly assaulted her.
Now that Feng Dao’s strength had broken through to the sixth level of the Saint Realm, his combat power had soared, matching that of a seventh-level Saint Realm powerhouse. Had he possessed this sixth-level strength earlier, it would have been Hechuan of the Beichen Ittoryu who would have lost.
Facing Feng Dao’s frenzied assault, Leng Ruobing continuously summoned her Ice Ability and True Qi to defend herself.
Despite being at the seventh level of the Saint Realm, Leng Ruobing’s foundation was unstable due to her rapid advancent, preventing her from fully harnessing the strength of that level.
Her actual combat abilities were only equivalent to the sixth level of the Saint Realm. If not for her Ice Ability bolstering her attack, she would have likely been defeated by now.
"Mad Demon Slash!"
Feng Dao roared, his eyes flashing with madness, as trendous True Qi surged forth, coalescing into his sword. He swung down viciously as if sealing demons with the strike.
The fearso montum erupted, the terrifying sword radiance surged. His slash seed to split heaven and earth, commanding awe-inspiring presence.
mbers of the Special Security Bureau present were all stunned by Feng Dao’s daunting strike, their eyes filled with shock and fear.
Even Ye Luo felt concerned for Leng Ruobing, ready to step in to prevent her from getting hurt.
However, facing Feng Dao’s terrifying slash, Leng Ruobing showed no fear. Her hands shone brightly as she donned a pair of gloves that were crystal clear, emanating a bone-chilling coldness.
These gloves were the Ice Silkworm Gloves Ye Luo had obtained from the Treasure Pavilion of the Island Country Imperial Family, a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact.
With the Ice Silkworm Gloves on, Leng Ruobing’s aura beca even stronger. Facing Feng Dao’s dreadful slash, she struck out with her hands, shattering the blade’s radiance and catching the Heavy Blade, which weighed dozens of pounds, in her grasp. The gloves shimred, completely deflecting the sharpness of the sword.
This scene shocked everyone, as they had not expected Leng Ruobing to withstand his strike, let alone catch it.
Freeze!
Leng Ruobing shouted abruptly, and streams of True Qi, fused with her Ice Ability, surged from her hands, swiftly coating the sword in a thick layer of ice.
The frost rapidly crept towards Feng Dao’s hands, freezing his arms solid in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing this, Feng Dao’s pupils dilated, revealing a touch of madness.
"Break!"
Feng Dao roared, his hair standing on end as the True Qi in his body whirled into a frenzy. He released all his reserved power, shattering the ice on his hands. Clutching his sword, he hamred it down with ferocity.
Right then, Leng Ruobing felt an overwhelming force from his sword, like a dam-bursting flood crashing forth, obliterating her strength.
Thump, thump, thump!
Leng Ruobing stumbled backward uncontrollably, retreating seven or eight steps. Her complexion reddened slightly as the Blood Qi inside her boiled from the force of his attack.
Whoosh!
Feng Dao’s body moved, and he swung another slash with the force of a thousand jun at Leng Ruobing, fiercely chopping through the void and creating a huge rift while the air currents were completely dissipated by the knife wind.
This slash appeared even more formidable than the last; it seed likely that even a martial artist of the Saint Realm’s seventh level wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
The onlookers couldn’t help but worry for Leng Ruobing, whose expression turned grave. She fluttered her hands, unleashing all her True Qi strength in an outburst.
With a booming sound, Leng Ruobing, wearing her Ice Silkworm gloves, managed to block Feng Dao’s strike once more, but she was shaken so much that she staggered back repeatedly, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Feng Dao too felt blood seep from the corner of his mouth due to the recoiling force. Nonetheless, he disregarded it and swung another mad slash, the insanity of his montum chilling to the bone.
However, at that mont, Ye Luo’s figure flickered and he appeared in front of Leng Ruobing. With a single hand, he reached out and incredibly grasped Feng Dao’s Heavy Blade, rendering it immobile.
This scene left the audience stunned; they hadn’t expected that Ye Luo could hold Feng Dao’s mystical iron saber with just one hand, especially since Feng Dao was well aware of the strength within his own slash.
Previously, Leng Ruobing had caught his blade with both hands; he knew she must have been wearing a Spiritual Artifact level pair of gloves to do so. But now, Ye Luo had caught his blade with his bare hand, and with only one hand at that.
Especially since once Ye Luo grasped his mystical iron saber, it was as if it had been encased in concrete, immobilizing the blade in his hand, which shocked Feng Dao to his core.
His pupils dilated as he stared at Ye Luo, a tinge of awe in his expression. Ye Luo’s previous punch had made clear to him the terror of Ye Luo’s strength, but now he felt Ye Luo’s formidable power even more acutely, quelling any desire he might have had to fight.
"Ruobing is no match for you, you’ve won!"
Ye Luo said indifferently to Feng Dao and let go of the latter’s blade. Feng Dao sheathed his mystical iron saber and retreated several steps.
"Take this elixir!"
Ye Luo turned around, took out an elixir, and fed it into Leng Ruobing’s mouth. Regret flashed in her eyes.
"I’m sorry, I’ve let you down!"
Leng Ruobing spoke with a guilty expression, feeling a sense of dejection, as after all, she had lost to a martial artist of the sixth level of the Saint Realm despite being at the seventh level, which naturally struck a blow to her confidence.
"Your strength has improved too quickly, and your foundation is unstable. You couldn’t exert your full power, so don’t think too much about it. Once you truly adapt to your current realm, your strength will be even greater. And even if you lost, I have a way for you to compete in the Qing List competition!"
Ye Luo said to Leng Ruobing.
"How is that possible?"
Leng Ruobing was sowhat astonished when she heard Ye Luo could help her join the Qing List competition, as it wasn’t sothing open to just anyone. If she couldn’t get a qualification from the Special Security Bureau, it would be very difficult for her to enter the competition.
"Don’t worry, you should have confidence in your man. If I say I’ll do sothing, then I will certainly make it happen," Ye Luo said with a smile, his thod being sothing that Ao Long had reminded him of.
Ao Long had told him that he could request the Snow Palace for a spot for Leng Ruobing to compete, given that the Snow Palace, as a super-first-rate force among Huaxia’s Hidden Sects,
likely had more quotas for the Qing List competition than the Special Security Bureau. Considering his relationship with the elder of the Snow Palace, asking them for a competition spot for Leng Ruobing shouldn’t be a problem.
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