Light-Type Forbidden Magic, Hymn of Light

Lin Feng ignored the interesting expressions on everyone's faces; at this moment, Wharton's injuries were the most important thing to him.

Lin Feng's lips twitched, and a large amount of light elements frantically gathered around Lin Feng. The high-speed movement of these light elements even caused a slight gust of wind.

A milky-white sphere of light, about the size of a bowl, slowly took shape beside Lin Feng.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, a melodious tune filled the air, like a hymn of angels, cleansing everyone's souls.

"A forbidden light-based magic, Hymn of Light!" A cry of surprise suddenly rang out from below the stage.

Lin Feng pressed the formed ball of light onto Wharton's injured chest. As the ball of light merged with Wharton's body, his injured lungs, skin, and scales repaired at an astonishing speed. In less than three seconds, Wharton's chest, pierced by Blumer, was completely healed, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

Wharton's previously deathly pale face regained its color, and he touched his chest in surprise, asking, "My injury... is healed?"

Wharton felt better than ever before; even the fighting spirit and mental energy he had used up in the battle with Blumer had been fully restored.

Seeing Wharton's bewildered expression, Lin Feng patted Wharton's head and chuckled, "Your injuries are all healed, why are you still lying on the ground and refusing to get up?"

Wharton stood up and looked at Lin Feng: "Brother, just now, you just used the forbidden light magic ' Hymn of Light '?"

Wharton knew that his older Lin Feng had super-level affinity for both earth and wind elements, and average affinity for fire, which Hillman had told him. But Lin Feng had just used forbidden light magic on him, which naturally surprised him.

Not to mention Wharton, even those in the audience who thought they knew Lin Feng's strength well, such as Sessler, the Barker Five Brothers, and even Haeru, were all astonished when Lin Feng used "Hymn of Light".

"What, have a question? If I didn't use ' Hymn of Light,' would your injuries have healed so quickly?" Lin Feng said with a laugh.

In fact, not many people know that Lin Feng is a Saint Magus of all elements. Apart from Beibei and Doehring Cowart, even Jenny, who studied Water Element magic under Lin Feng, only knows that Lin Feng knows Water Element magic in addition to earth and wind magic, but does not know that Lin Feng also knows light magic.

"Call out!"

A beam of light shot rapidly from afar, then transformed into a human figure and landed on the Martial Arena.

This person was none other than Kenyon, who had just been swatted away by Lin Feng's sleeve.

Kenyon's expression at this moment was extremely complex, showing a mixture of shame and indignation, as well as fear.

He, a disciple of the Martial War God and Saint Realm expert, was actually slapped away by someone's sleeve in front of 80,000 spectators and His Majesty the Emperor of the O'Brien Empire. For him, this was an utter disgrace, even more painful than being killed by a sword.

At the same time, Kenyon was also shocked by Lin Feng's strength. He had just felt enveloped by a burst of law power, his body was completely unable to move, and even his soul was momentarily confused, not knowing where he was. When he regained his senses, he found himself outside Chiyan City, embedded in the belly of Tujiao Mountain outside the city.

"Wharton, you can go down now," Lin Feng whispered to Wharton.

Wharton knew that battles involving Saint Realm experts were beyond his reach, but he still said to Lin Feng with concern, "Brother, be careful."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Lin Feng smiled confidently.

Not to mention Kenyon, even the Rock Sword Saint Hederson, who was known as invincible in the Saint Realm, couldn't withstand a single sword strike from Lin Feng.

"Master Lin Feng." At this moment, His Joanne An spoke up, his voice sounding so abrupt in the entire Martial Arena that almost everyone looked at him. However, His Majesty Joanne An still had a smile on his face, "Although I knew you were also a formidable warrior, I didn't expect your skill in this area to be no less than your skill in stone carving."

His Majesty Joanne's words clearly eased the tension.

Just now, Lin Feng's tyrannical demeanor had kept even the 80,000 spectators from daring to breathe. But now, as soon as His Majesty Joanne An finished speaking, the entire Martial Arena erupted in a cacophony of discussions.

He was astonished that Kenyon, a renowned figure, could be sent flying with a single flick of his sleeve. At the same time, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Neither Lin Feng nor Kenyon were people he could afford to offend. One was the personal disciple of the Martial War God, the guardian deity of the empire, and the other was a Dragonblood Warrior, a dual saint of magic and martial arts, whose strength was unfathomable. He was caught in the middle, making it a very difficult situation for him.

If the War God were to lose his temper, it would be an easy task for him to dethrone him. If Lin Feng were to be displeased, he could easily slice him into mincemeat with a single sword strike.

"Master Lin Feng? Ah... Could he be the youngest grandmaster of stone carving in the world?"

"Master Lin Feng is from the Holy Union. I heard that Earl Wharton also came from the Holy Union back in the day. Dragonblood Warrior, that's really impressive!"

"How old is Master Lin Feng? He created 'Stone Sculpture of Love' when he was sixteen, and only eleven years have passed since then. A twenty-seven-year-old Saint Realm expert, isn't that stronger than Lady Olivier?"

Countless discussions arose surrounding Lin Feng, whose sudden emergence and status as a stone carving Lin Feng were clearly remembered by many stone carving enthusiasts.

This is a figure comparable to the master Proulx.

And now, this young master, a master in his early twenties, has actually defeated the War God's personal disciple, Saint Realm expert, in a single move! And it was a complete defeat!

Coincidentally, many people compared him to Olivier.

Lin Feng is younger than Olivier.

"Brother Lin Feng, that move you just made must have been created by comprehending the Laws of Wind Elements, right?" "Sword Saint of Rock" Haydson, sitting on the judges' panel, said loudly at this moment.

As soon as Haydson spoke, the Martial Arena fell silent. Everyone wanted to hear what this Sword Saint of Rock and the newly emerged genius Lin Feng had to say.

"Oh? Does Haydson also want to spar with me?" A mocking voice came from Lin Feng.

Although Haydson has a high reputation, his strength is far inferior to Lin Feng's, so Lin Feng naturally has no respect for him.

Haydson's expression darkened. He had hoped to befriend Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's rudeness flared up his anger, and his voice turned slightly colder. "Lin Feng, although your strength is considerable, you should know your place."

Haydson's words were a bit harsh. "Know your place?" Wasn't that implying Lin Feng was ignorant and didn't know how to respect the strong?

Lin Feng's face turned cold, his sharp gaze sweeping over Haydson as he coldly said, "You say I don't know about hierarchy? Then let me ask you, what is hierarchy, and what is it? Is it based on age, or on strength?"

Haydson paused, somewhat regretting his earlier words, but he was no weakling. He immediately flew to the opposite side of Haydson Lin Feng and said calmly, "Naturally, the strong are respected."

Lin Feng laughed, a sinister laugh.

"Haydson, it is said that you are the number one expert in the Saint Realm. Today, I, Lin Feng, challenge you to see if your title of number one expert in the Saint Realm is truly deserved. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Even if it doesn't explode, I'll still post three more chapters to get through this, because some people are saying that stopping posting is unfair.