There were several flame patterns on the blade of the Crimson Long Blade, and those flames seemed almost alive as they flickered incessantly.
The Heavenly Flame Blade was Wang Qingfeng's Lifebound Treasure, personally refined by Wang Changsheng. If he had not taken Wang Qingfeng's cultivation into account, Wang Changsheng could have refined a Heavenly Treasure for him as his Lifebound Treasure.
"You actually used a Spirit Treasure!"
An expression of disbelief appeared on Deng Tianqi's face. He had thought Wang Qingfeng was too proud to use a Magic Treasure, but he had never expected Wang Qingfeng to use a Spirit Treasure outright.
"Did I ever say I wouldn't use a Spirit Treasure? No one said Spirit Treasures weren't allowed."
Wang Qingfeng's tone was cold. His cultivation was still too low, and that attack had consumed eighty percent of his magic power.
"Daoist Wang is the victor. The contest ends here."
The gold-robed elder hurriedly shouted the announcement. If they continued sparring, someone might end up dead, and then there would be trouble.
Wang Qingfeng returned the Heavenly Flame Blade to its sheath, then turned and walked toward Wang Qingcheng.
A cold glint flashed through Deng Tianqi's eyes. He was not foolish enough to unleash a Magic Treasure and launch a sneak attack on Wang Qingfeng, but he would remember this grudge. If Fang Shuyu had not intervened in time, he would already have been dead.
Wang Qingcheng's brows knitted tightly, and he seemed to want to say something but held back. Wang Qingfeng had nearly killed Deng Tianqi. He knew Wang Qingfeng wanted to protect their parents' reputation and did not want anyone saying that Wang Changsheng's son was useless.
If it had been Wang Qingcheng, he could have simply broken the Golden Thunder Pagoda. There would have been no