Forbidden Skill

Ximen Qing soared into the air, and with a gentle wave of the Ice Soul Sword, the surrounding icy air transformed into sharp ice cones. In just a few breaths, thousands of ice cones materialized, and like bullets, they shot fiercely towards Xiao Feng.

"Pa pa pa..."

The sword aura in Xiao Feng's hand surged for miles. With a sweep of his right hand, the powerful sword aura shattered all the ice cones in front of him. Stepping on the Star God Shattered Image, he instantly arrived beside Ximen Qing, and the sword aura in his hand slashed down fiercely.

Ximen Qing stared at Xiao Feng, who was close at hand, and thrust the Ice Soul Sword upward with force.

"Clang!"

The terrifying impact spread from both sides, and the already dilapidated martial stage was on the verge of collapse.

"Clang—Clang—Clang—Clang..."

Having just created some distance, Xiao Feng instantly closed it again with the Star God Shattered Image. The sword aura in his hand slashed down fiercely at Ximen Qing. Ximen Qing, unable to recover his strength, could only raise the Ice Soul Sword in a flustered manner, blocking one strike after another...

At this moment, it was clear who had the upper hand.

"This... Divine Doctor Xiao is actually suppressing Ximen Qing. It seems he wasn't using his full strength just now."

"Hiss—Divine Doctor Xiao is truly terrifying. Do you think Ximen Qing is going to lose?"

"Don't say it, it's actually possible..."

"After Ximen Qing revealed all of his hidden cultivation, not a single person in the audience believed that Xiao Feng could win. But as the battle continued to change, the majority now believe that Xiao Feng can defeat Ximen Qing."

"..."

"Bang!"

After another fierce collision, Ximen Qing, lacking the strength to follow through, was directly blasted away by Xiao Feng.

He was knocked down from the sky, staggering backward dozens of steps on the ground before stabilizing himself. Turning his head to look at his trembling arm, a deep look of surprise appeared on his face.

On the other hand, Xiao Feng, although forced back several miles and panting heavily, still had a relatively stable aura around him.

Only his right hand had an extra layer of thick frost... He stood above Ximen Qing, looking down at him with a calm expression, as if the previous confrontation had put no pressure on him at all.

"You... how is this possible..." Ximen Qing questioned.

He had lost the elegance he had when he unlocked his cultivation. According to his plan, after displaying all of his cultivation, he should be looking down at Xiao Feng, not having the order reversed like this!

Xiao Feng sneered dismissively, "I said before that I only used twenty percent of my strength. What, you don't believe me?"

"You..." Ximen Qing's face twitched upon hearing this. He thought Xiao Feng was bragging, but he didn't expect that he really only used twenty percent of his strength!

But in reality, Xiao Feng wasn't as relaxed as he appeared, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted words with Ximen Qing. The only reason he could gain the upper hand now was because he used the Star God Shattered Image, allowing him to seize the initiative every time, making it seem like he had the advantage in every confrontation.

But the suppression in cultivation level was like an insurmountable chasm. It was only because Xiao Feng had stayed in the God Tribulation Realm for a full 12 years, and the God Tribulation Realm was a realm where Mystic Force simply increased, that his Mystic Force was much more abnormal than a normal God Tribulation Realm cultivator.

The constantly accumulating frost on his right hand was the best proof. With each collision, the cold air attached to Ximen Qing's sword would invade his arm...

He had to end this quickly; he absolutely couldn't drag it out!

The conversation only lasted for three breaths. In an instant, he had silently sneaked behind Ximen Qing with Moon Severing Shadow Sweep, and the sword aura in his hand slashed down fiercely!

But Ximen Qing seemed to have anticipated this, and moved the Ice Soul Sword behind him to block it with extreme speed.

"Clang!"

Ximen Qing was knocked back several miles by Xiao Feng, but a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I knew you were going to try to sneak attack."

Xiao Feng: "..."

Without saying a word, he mobilized the Mystic Force throughout his body. The purple sword aura shot straight into the sky, and a purple Heavenly Wolf shadow appeared, as if howling at the moon. Its head was raised high, and its eyes stared fiercely at Ximen Qing.

"Hehehe... Without using your movement techniques and Mystic Skills to play around with me, you think you can win?" Ximen Qing chuckled. He raised the Ice Soul Sword, and the cold air instantly condensed. The solid Ice Soul Sword gradually turned transparent, as illusory as ice blooms.

Ice Soul Art Sixth Form—Extreme Ice Bloom!

"This... the Sixth Form!" Exclamations of surprise came from the Ximen Family's seating area...

The audience might not know, but how could the Ximen Family not know?

The Ice Soul Art had a total of seven levels. Each time one level was completed, a Mystic Skill could be cultivated. Even Ximen Ding, the head of the Ximen Family, had not successfully cultivated the sixth form of the Ice Soul Art.

Ximen Ding was already in the God Monarch Realm, while Ximen Qing was only in the God Spirit Realm!

Ximen Qing stepped forward with Instant Step, stabbing fiercely towards Xiao Feng. The illusory Ice Bloom, filled with cold air, swept towards Xiao Feng with a chilling aura.

"Heavenly Wolf Slash!"

Xiao Feng didn't dodge. The purple sword aura, carrying the proud Heavenly Wolf, fearlessly pounced towards the icy hell-like Ice Bloom!

"Clang—!!! Boom!!!"

The vortex of gathered power exploded after a few breaths of stalemate. After the explosion, besides the terrifying storm formed by the residual power, there were also two figures, ejected like cannonballs.

"Boom!"

One of the figures was directly smashed into the arena by the huge impact, creating a small crater in the stage.

The other figure slid for several miles across the arena before stopping the massive impact, leaving a shallow groove several miles long on the arena...

"Hiss—the battle seems to be over."

"Yes, it seems that Divine Doctor Xiao is still the better fighter!"

"The one who was smashed into the arena was none other than Ximen Qing!"

But Xiao Feng wasn't in great shape either. The sword aura in his right hand had dissipated, revealing a frozen, purplish-red color, with a thin layer of frost covering the surface...

Xiao Feng soared into the air above the pit, and the first thing he saw was Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing's current appearance was far from the elegant young master he once was. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were vacant, and his body was stained with blood, defiling his expensive Ice Bloom Garment.

He looked up at Xiao Feng above him, his face revealing a madness he had never shown before: "You... you... don't think you've won! How could I possibly lose to you!"

"Heh... look at you now. You're much easier on the eyes than you were before, with that sickening demeanor!" Xiao Feng sneered dismissively.

"It's all over..." Xiao Feng raised his left hand high, a purple sword aura manifested, and a vast sword energy swept fiercely towards Ximen Qing!

"I... how could I possibly lose!" Ximen Qing roared madly.

He stretched out his right hand and plunged it fiercely into his heart!

Ximen Ding's eyes widened instantly at Ximen Qing's action. He couldn't stop him in time and could only roar, "No, stop!"

But Ximen Qing paid him no heed.

To lose to Xiao Feng in front of so many people...

And to be defeated by Xiao Feng, who was a lower level than him...

Only the weak are defeated by those of a higher level... and he was defeated by Xiao Feng, who was a full ten levels below him!

If he lost to Xiao Feng, wouldn't he be worse than a weakling!

He cultivated desperately... to become the most dazzling prodigy in Flowing Wind City. The thing he hated most was weakness!

This outcome... he... how could he possibly accept it!

Ximen Qing hissed, "How could I possibly be defeated by a mere God Tribulation Realm level 10! You're the one who's going to lose!"

His right hand was embedded in his flesh: "Let me show you my true strength..."

"Sacrifice my essence blood—Hundred-Breath Ice Domain!"

"No—" Ximen Ding screamed.

This was a secret technique of the Ximen Family, which could forcibly raise the Ice Soul Art by one level by consuming one's own essence blood, and would also activate an ice domain using essence blood as a medium!

In the ice domain, not only was the cold air rampant, but the operating speed of the Ice Soul Art would be several times faster!

It was generally only used when facing life and death, because each use not only consumed essence blood, but could also severely damage one's Mystic Path talent!

Ximen Qing was the most outstanding genius that their Ximen Family had ever produced. How could he accept that he would use this technique just for a competition?

But clearly, Ximen Qing was no longer listening to anyone...

"Ugh... ah... ah... ah... ah!"

Accompanied by Ximen Qing's heart-wrenching roar, everything around him seemed to freeze...

His eyes turned the color of ice, his skin became as pure as fresh snow, and the blood stains on his body froze into ice shards under the Ice Bloom, falling to the ground.

Ximen Qing looked up at the approaching sword light, a contemptuous smile on his lips, and slowly stretched out his right hand...

"Is he crazy? He's directly touching the sword energy with his hand. His hand will be cut off!"

"He's..."

The audience was terrified by this shocking scene.

But suddenly... they seemed to see something terrifying, and their voices were instantly swallowed back. The shocked expression disappeared in an instant...

Replaced by a ghostly expression, their hearts were about to jump out...

The surging sword power struck Ximen Qing's hand... but he actually grabbed it with his hand, and then... it actually froze!

Then...

Crack!

The fierce sword energy was easily crushed into dust by him! He froze the sword light with his bare hands!

Xiao Feng looked at the falling ice shards in Ximen Qing's hand, his expression dazed, and he said with difficulty, "This... how is this possible..."

And Xiao Feng's words were also the doubts in everyone's heart...

This... how is this possible!

Ximen Qing looked at Xiao Feng, who finally showed a "terrified" expression, and a faint smile appeared on his face again: "Nothing is impossible, Xiao Feng—this time... it's really over!"

"..."