Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Clang clang clang!

In an instant, the figures of the two transformed into fleeting shadows, their twin swords clashing incessantly, sparks flying in all directions.

"It seems quite ordinary, nothing special. When defeating Zhuge Wan’er and the others, it was simply with a set of ordinary King Rank swordsmanship."

After exchanging a few sword strikes with Zhu Changyue, Ling Feng was quite curious. The words Zhu Changyue spoke initially, were they merely bold boasts?

Or perhaps, this guy has some hidden killing move?

After more than a hundred exchanges, not only had Zhu Chang failed to defeat Ling Feng, but he didn’t even have the slightest upper hand, leading him to feel a bit anxious.

"Impossible, how could this be!"

The more Zhu Changyue battled, the more astonished he became. No matter how he increased his sword speed, Ling Feng always kept up. Moreover, what frustrated him the most was that, despite appearing to exert full strength, Ling Feng seemed still at ease.

"Damn it!"

Zhu Changyue cursed inwardly. It turns out that not only he was hiding his strength, but Ling Feng was too!

Ling Feng, from the start of the match, perhaps hadn’t been serious at all!

"Whether it’s Chu Chaonan or Ling Feng, neither is from the nine major families. Does that mean the geniuses of my nine major families are lesser than these unknown warriors?"

Zhu Changyue gritted his teeth, his aura fluctuated all over, and he fiercely competed in a sword strike with Ling Feng, leveraging the force of countershock to land at the edge of the arena.

"What, are you ready to admit defeat?"

Ling Feng also withdrew his sword and stood on the stage, his expression calm as still water, "Your strength doesn’t match your bragging mouth."

In an instant, an extraordinary feeling arose among the crowd. The entire arena seemed to transform into Ling Feng’s domain, with him at the center driving everything outward, invisibly exuding an aura of supremacy.

"He actually has the demeanor of a master. Has this kid entered the Domain Realm?"

On the high platform, Xuanyuan Longteng once again revealed a shocked look.

If Sword Intent is the entry-level for a swordsman, then Sword Domain is the ultimate pursuit for all swordsmen.

Ling Feng, at such a young age, has touched the threshold of the Sword Domain, a concept almost unbelievable.

Even he only formed the rudimentary Sword Domain in his seventies!

Vaguely, the audience below seemed to hear the sound of thunder rumbling, endlessly echoing.

Both seemed to have agreed, suddenly freezing on the stage, motionless.

"Ling Feng, in terms of attack, I am inferior to you!"

After a long time, Zhu Changyue finally spoke, his gaze as sharp as a hawk, fixating on Ling Feng, his tone carrying a bit of unwillingness.

"However, unlike when fighting Chu Chaonan, Chu Chaonan completely controlled my battle rhythm, preventing me from fully utilizing my trump card. But next, I will give my all in a duel with you!"

Zhu Changyue clenched his long sword tightly, shouting powerfully, "The words I said before remain unchanged! Ling Feng, your winning streak ends here!"

Rumbling!

A muffled thunderous sound seemed to emanate from the depths of the void, Zhu Changyue’s eyes sharpened as a terrifying aura transformed into an invisible Sword Qi, shooting directly at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng revealed a cold smile, effortlessly dispersing the imposing Sword Qi Zhu Changyue directed at him into nothingness.

"Then, let me see it!"

Ling Feng said calmly, naturally emitting the domineering aura of a king among swords, awe-inspiring.

Zhu Changyue snorted coldly, gritting his teeth, "Didn’t I just say, in terms of attack, I am not your match! So bring it on, I will use my Solid as Gold Soup sword defense to exhaust you!"

"Come on! I don’t believe you can break my defense!"

All they heard was Zhu Changyue’s loud shout, and somehow he produced a shield, placing it before him, his legs slightly bent, his whole body huddled under that Heavy Shield.

The crowd felt just like a mirage—Zhu Changyue seemed to disappear, replaced by an old turtle nestled under its shell, indifferent to the wind and rain, lighting and thunder.

"..."

In an instant, black lines appeared on Ling Feng’s forehead: Damn it, with such an air earlier, making one think he was brewing a big move.

The result was just a shield?

"Referee, does this still count as sword-fighting?"

Ling Feng’s mouth twitched, unable to help looking up at the referee in mid-air.

"Ahem ahem..."

The referee cleared his throat, pondering a moment before saying, "Strictly speaking, a Shield Swordsman is also a swordsman, so the match continues."

Ling Feng cursed inwardly, a fine argument that a Shield Swordsman is also a swordsman!

You speak so rationally, I can’t refute!

"Haotian Divine Shield, the Zhu Family sure is generous, giving such a treasure to this young one."

Xuanyuan Longteng couldn’t help but turn to look at the Zhu Family Elder.

The Zhu Family Elder smiled wryly, "There’s no rule against using defensive treasures in the match, right?"

"Indeed!"

Xuanyuan Longteng shook his head, smiling slyly and narrowing his eyes, fixated on Ling Feng. Haotian Divine Shield, an Immortal Level defensive magical treasure, coupled with the Zhu Family’s exclusive Shield Sword Technique, Ling Feng oh Ling Feng, this time, how will you win?

...

On the arena stage.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng looked at Zhu Changyue with eyes gleaming determination, "Then let me, break through your turtle shell!"

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