The Great Era of Contention

"He's Lin San from Heavenly Heart City!?"

Whispers immediately broke out around them, clearly everyone had heard of Lin San.

It was said this person's talent was terrifying, his sword skill extraordinary, and a professional had even commented that in a hundred years, he would be the number one swordsman.

"Ding Dong, discovered a Son of Heaven, grade Epic!"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, joy flooding his heart.

Because Qin Hao was his own younger brother, he could never go all out, afraid he wouldn't be able to explain things to his father and mother, resulting in only 240,000 Villain Points earned over five years.

Now he'd run into someone unrelated—he was going to enjoy this thoroughly.

If he remembered correctly, his second brother was also an Epic-grade Son of Heaven.

At that moment—

Both sets of parents exchanged awkward smiles but made no move to stop the fight.

Lin Hao had come to form an alliance, but he didn't want his daughter marrying a waste.

Qin Tian, wanting the alliance to succeed, naturally hoped his Good Eldest Son Qin Feng would show off his strength.

If he lost, it was no big deal—he was only eight, while the other was thirteen or fourteen, with cultivation at Transcendent Realm Level Three.

But if he won, that would be a huge face-saver.

"Fine, I'll play with you!"

Qin Feng understood his father's intent, and it suited his own wishes. A thick aura of energy rippled around him, and the fallen leaves on the ground slowly floated into the air.

"Transcendent Realm Level One!!"

The experts from Heavenly Heart City, including Lin Hao, all changed expressions, inwardly exclaiming that this child had an Emperor's Talent.

An eight-year-old at the Transcendent Realm—unprecedented!

Especially his ability to make leaves float. If they weren't mistaken, this was the Qin Family's Tenth Ancestor's signature technique, Falling Leaves Flying.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe a child so young could master such a skill?

At the same time, Lin Hao finally understood why the Great Xia Royal Family had been targeting the Qin Family lately—if these two youngsters grew up, they could replace the royal family anytime.

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"Please enlighten me!"

Lin San was very martial in spirit, remembering to warn his opponent before acting.

But he clearly overestimated Qin Feng's integrity. Facing a Son of Heaven, Qin Feng never dared to be careless and never bothered with martial etiquette, especially since the other was two minor levels higher in cultivation.

Before Lin San could react, Qin Feng pointed his fingers, and the leaves instantly transformed into sharp cutting blades, flying at Lin San from all directions.

"Hey, where's your martial spirit?!"

Lin Xin'er angrily condemned Qin Feng's behavior—not only did he attack without warning, but he also went all out with a big move right from the start. Truly despicable and shameless.

Clang!!

Lin San unhurriedly drew his sword, thrusting once. The blade swayed lightly, trailing a faint Sword Shadow, like moonlight on flowing water, gently knocking down the incoming leaves, which shattered into pieces.

Another thrust, and a sharp sword wind surged, causing the flying leaves to lose their guidance and fall. Lin San's figure flickered in and out of sight as he moved.

With a Snap!!

Lin San swung out a Sword Light, breaking Qin Feng's Falling Leaves Flying.

Though his entire sequence was impressive, several scratches now marked his body, and his heaving chest proved the sword strike had cost him dearly.

"Good chance!"

Following the principle of striking while the iron was hot, Qin Feng stepped into the mysterious Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered, instantly appearing before Lin San. Giving him no time to react, he threw a fist the size of a sandbag straight at his face.

Ah!!

Lin San screamed and flew backward.

"Elder Brother, awesome!!"

Qin Hao cheered, waving his arms, celebrating his brother's victory early.

But his behavior annoyed Lin Xin'er, who shouted loudly to cheer Lin San on.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to host for punching a Son of Heaven, earned 200 Villain Points!"

Seeing the Villain Points arrive, Qin Feng's fighting spirit soared, ready to keep going all day.

But he clearly underestimated Lin San's combat ability. Before he could start his combo, the other quickly stabilized, lunged forward like a lone swan crossing the sky, and a dark, water-like Sword Light flickered in his hand.

"Sword Intent!!"

Qin Tian and the others gasped, inwardly calling him a prodigy.

Sword Intent was the dream of every sword cultivator. Once comprehended, a sword skill's power would rise several levels, greatly enhancing combat strength.

"Not good!!"

Qin Feng also sensed the power of this sword strike and had no intention of meeting it head-on, quickly dodging out of the way.

But Lin San had already emerged from his initial passivity. With the advantage of being two minor realms higher than Qin Feng and his sword intent, he moved like Clear Wind as he swung his sword, bringing forth layers of Sword Shadows that surged toward Qin Feng.

Even though Qin Feng's Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered footwork was incredibly profound, he was still like a small boat navigating raging waves, at constant risk of being capsized.

"Lin San, well done! Give this brat a good lesson for this Young Lady!!"

Lin Xin'er clapped and cheered happily on the sidelines, not forgetting to stick her tongue out at Qin Hao in disdain.

"Elder Brother, keep going!!"

Qin Hao's little face flushed red with anger as he shouted at the top of his lungs to cheer Qin Feng on.

The others paid no attention to the two little ones; they were already stunned by these two children.

Honestly asking themselves, when they were eight years old, they couldn't even break through to the Transcendent Realm, and at thirteen or fourteen, they couldn't comprehend sword intent.

"The waves of the Yangtze River drive on those before them!"

Everyone present sighed with the same thought, knowing that the Great Era of Contention was likely about to arrive again.

Whenever these Heavenly Prides emerged in droves, it marked the day the Ancient Wasteland would be reshuffled.

At this moment—

Qin Feng had no mind to care about any Great Era of Contention. What he was thinking about now was how to beat this kid and earn Villain Points.

"At this rate, forget Villain Points—I'm not far from losing!"

Qin Feng was forced back step after step, completely on the defensive, and utterly unable to fight back.

No choice!

The atmosphere had been built up too well; he couldn't afford to lose face.

He had no option but to use his ultimate move and call on the system Daddy to exchange for the second volume of Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered!!

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for spending 10,000 Villain Points to exchange for the second volume of Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered!"

"10,000 points!"

Qin Feng's heart ached terribly. How many days would he have to beat up Second Brother to save up 10,000 points? This pushed him one step further from exchanging for one hundred percent compatibility.

No way!

Today, he had to beat those points back out of Lin San!

Qin Feng's body moved in sync with the figure in his mind, swaying like Clear Wind amidst the dark, water-like Sword Light, effortlessly flying several hundred meters away without issue.

"What!!"

Everyone's expressions shifted sharply as they realized Qin Feng's movement technique had broken through mid-battle.

His speed was clearly faster than before, and his footwork was even more profound, easily evading the layers of Sword Light Lin San swung at him.

"Good, good, good—my son Qin Feng has the Emperor's Talent!"

Qin Tian couldn't help but laugh out loud in delight, almost wishing he had a loudspeaker to shout it right in Lin Hao's ear.

"So impressive!"

Lin San wore an unprecedented look of seriousness, knowing he would have to bring out his true skill to defeat his opponent.

His robe fluttered without wind, rustling loudly. The dark, water-like Sword Light in his hand swayed in the breeze, tearing through the air with mournful whines.

"Hm!!"

Qin Feng also sensed that Lin San was about to unleash his big move. He raised his hand and shouted into the void:

Sword Come!!