The Mighty Wei Rufeng

The Rock Martial Soul granted Su Tianhao incredibly strong defense.

It could be said that those with slightly lower strength than him couldn't break through his defense with their qi.

Lin Qiong smiled faintly. This move was merely a probe; it was clear she didn't expect to break Su Tianhao's defense in one move.

Whoosh!

Lin Qiong moved again, her body flashing rapidly. With a swing of her long sword, an extremely thin sword light, like ripples on water, cut through the air and arrived before Su Tianhao in the blink of an eye.

"Good one! Goldstone Fist!"

Su Tianhao roared, advancing instead of retreating. He threw out his iron fist, shattering the sword light.

Immediately, Su Tianhao stepped forward to meet Lin Qiong, his iron fists striking out repeatedly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fist shadows flew, sword qi crisscrossed, and explosions constantly erupted. The explosive airflow was like a level ten gale.

The two exchanged blows, their battle incredibly fierce.

Ten moves!

Fifty moves!

A hundred moves!

Before long, the two had exchanged a hundred moves, and still, no victor had emerged.

"Amazing! Truly amazing!"

"This is a true battle of the strong! Their strength is almost equal, it's hard to determine a winner in a short time!"

"Both of them have the strength to win the championship!"

The surrounding spectators marveled, shouting with excitement.

"Su Tianhao is going to lose!"

Su Mo shook his head, thinking to himself.

He didn't know what others thought, but in his eyes, Su Tianhao would be defeated within twenty moves.

As the battle progressed, Lin Qiong became more courageous and her aura grew stronger.

In contrast, Su Tianhao gradually had to rely on his powerful defense to block her attacks.

While Su Tianhao's defense was formidable, Lin Qiong's sword possessed even greater offensive power, enough to break through his defense.

As expected, after more than ten moves, Su Tianhao began to falter. Before long, he was injured, several sword marks appearing on his body.

"Su Tianhao, you've lost!"

On the stage, Lin Qiong shouted crisply. Her sharp and stunning sword light pierced the void, striking Su Tianhao's shoulder.

Ugh!

Su Tianhao grunted, retreating rapidly.

His shoulder was pierced by the long sword, leaving a hole, and blood flowed out.

The crowd fell silent. Su Tianhao had ultimately been no match for Lin Qiong.

"Lin Qiong, one day, I will definitely defeat you!"

Su Tianhao felt a sense of loss but quickly composed himself.

"I'll be ready anytime!"

After Su Tianhao stepped off the stage, Lin Qiong's gaze swept over the spectators below.

She glanced at Su Mo, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. Then, she looked towards Wei Rufeng, her eyes filled with fighting spirit. "Wei Rufeng, don't waste any more time. Come up and fight! Let's see who is the number one person in Linyang City!"

Carrying the momentum from her victory over Su Tianhao, Lin Qiong directly challenged Wei Rufeng.

If she defeated Wei Rufeng, she would be the champion of this tournament.

As for Su Mo, she didn't consider him worth mentioning.

However, since Su Mo had injured her brother, she wouldn't let it slide. After fighting Wei Rufeng, she would make Su Mo pay.

"Haha! Lin Qiong, I don't want to take advantage of you. Rest for a moment, recover your True Qi, and then we can fight."

Wei Rufeng laughed heartily, looking at Su Mo with killing intent flashing in his eyes. "Su Mo, it's time for our fight!"

Su Mo sneered coldly and was about to step onto the stage when Lin Qiong spoke again.

"Wei Rufeng, I don't need to rest!"

Lin Qiong swallowed a pill, saying, "If you want to fight, let's fight. What's with all the nonsense!"

Wei Rufeng's expression darkened. He shouted, "Good, Lin Qiong. Since you're so eager, I'll grant your wish!"

With that, Wei Rufeng stepped onto the stage.

This time, Wei Rufeng carried a black long saber on his back, ancient and heavy.

Clang!

The Long Saber was drawn from its sheath, and Wei Rufeng's aura surged. "Lin Qiong, let's see if your Condensing Water Sword Skill is more formidable, or if my Blazing Flame Saber Technique prevails."

"Blazing Sun Over the Sky!"

Wei Rufeng wasted no more words and attacked directly.

With a swing of his Long Saber, saber light filled the air, resembling blazing flames, and surged towards Lin Qiong like a downpour of fire.

Swish, swish, swish!

Lin Qiong danced her Long Sword, unleashing a Sword Curtain.

All the encroaching saber light was shattered and exploded, unable to advance an inch.

"Blazing Flame Burns the City!"

With one failed attack, Wei Rufeng struck again.

The saber light was incredibly fierce, as if burning with flames, instantly evaporating the moisture in the air.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!

The saber light moved forward relentlessly, even distorting the air as it burned.

Lin Qiong's expression remained unchanged. She flicked her Long Sword, striking several quick blows that broke through the saber light.

"Haha! That was exhilarating! Take another three of my strikes!"

At this moment, Wei Rufeng had already charged in front of Lin Qiong. He roared and unleashed three consecutive slashes. His black Long Saber, carrying an overwhelming aura, blasted forward.

"Blazing Sun Triple Slash!"

Wei Rufeng's attacks were incredibly ferocious, one strike following another without pause.

Although Lin Qiong was a woman, her swordplay was extremely dominant and sharp, showing no weakness compared to Wei Rufeng.

Clang, clang, clang!

In the blink of an eye, she blocked Wei Rufeng's saber light.

"Take another five of my strikes!" Wei Rufeng was incredibly unrestrained, his Long Saber like a wild horse that had broken free, slashing wildly. Fiery red saber energy raged and spread.

Ting, ting, ting, ting, ting...

Instantly, the entire battle stage was covered in saber light and Sword Qi. The figures were completely obscured, impossible to track with the naked eye.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

After a moment, two figures flew backward, stopping about ten meters apart.

At this point, the entire battle stage was in disarray, covered in sword marks and saber cuts.

The crowd stared intently at the two, unsure if a winner had been decided.

Pfft!

Just then, Lin Qiong's body trembled, and a small mouthful of blood trickled from the corner of her lips.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Lin Qiong had lost?

"Lin Qiong, you lost!"

Wei Rufeng's face broke into a triumphant smile, and an invincible aura surged from him.

Lin Qiong gritted her teeth, then sighed softly. "Wei Rufeng, you are indeed powerful. You can be called the number one among the younger generation in Linyang City."

With that, Lin Qiong leaped off the stage.

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly rang out from the spectator stands. Wei Wankong stood up, his face full of smiles.

"Rufeng, your father congratulates you on winning this Martial Arts Competition! This is both strength and honor! Your father is proud of you!"

Wei Wankong felt incredibly pleased, scanning the crowd with a smug expression.

With his son winning first place, he, as the father, naturally gained face.

"Congratulations, Patriarch Wei!"

"Patriarch Wei has raised a good son!"

"Truly remarkable! Congratulations, Patriarch Wei! Best wishes, Patriarch Wei!"

Below the stands, people from smaller factions stood up one after another, offering their congratulations to Wei Wankong.

"I announce that the first place in this Linyang City Martial Arts Tournament goes to Wei Rufeng!"

At this moment, Lin De announced loudly.

"Heh heh!"

Wei Rufeng's face was full of smiles, his entire demeanor exuding confidence.

Hmm?

Su Mo frowned. Wei Rufeng was first place? Had I not competed yet?

"Cough, cough!"

Su Mo coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention.

"First place, Wei Rufeng? Are you kidding me!"

Su Mo looked at Lin De and said indifferently, "I haven't competed yet!"

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