Lin Qianfeng was vomiting blood nonstop, unable even to straighten his back.
The referee hurriedly announced from the side:
"Tian Xuan Sect's Qin Shaofeng versus Ice Cloud Sect's Lin Qianfeng—Qin Shaofeng wins!"
Hearing this, Qing Daoxun could not help but curl her lips into a smile.
Several Tian Xuan Sect disciples over there cried out in surprise:
"Amazing! Senior Brother Qin is incredible!"
"As expected of Senior Brother Qin!"
"Senior Brother Qin is so strong!"
"..."
Some cultivators from other sects watching nearby were likewise filled with emotion:
"This Qin Shaofeng is truly formidable beyond compare!"
"The might of that lightning pool just now rivaled the methods of a Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator!"
"Yes. If we entered that lightning pool, we might meet death and have our Dao extinguished in no more than the time it took to burn an incense stick!"
"Forget the time it takes to burn an incense stick—even a few dozen breaths would be impossible to endure!"
"What kind of technique was that lightning pool, anyway?"
"..."
As everyone talked over one another, Qin Shaofeng slowly stepped down from the stage and came to Qing Daoxun's side. "Let's go!"
Just then, the crowd ahead suddenly parted, opening up a path.
Yan Wuya, the sword prodigy of the Myriad Sword Sect, slowly appeared.
He looked at Qin Shaofeng, then at the utterly bedraggled Lin Qianfeng on the stage, and a trace of surprise flashed through Yan Wuya's eyes.
He knew of Lin Qianfeng.
Lin Qianfeng was a genius among Ice Cloud Sect's younger generation.
Moreover, he had considerable attainments in the sword Dao and had condensed a trace of Extreme Cold Sword Intent.
If nothing went wrong for him, he would possess a Sword Domain during the Spirit Transformation Stage. At that time, he might even have