On the arena platform, among the seats reserved for the Southern Six Sects, Qiu Jianfeng had just been thinking that his nephew's talent was no inferior to anyone else's.
When he suddenly looked toward the arena, realized something, and his expression darkened.
Below the arena, Sun Qing and Qian Anguo's eyes flickered as they watched the two men continuously contend on the platform, a trace of delight appearing on both their faces.
Compared to them, however, the martial artist spectators below the stage were even more excited.
For Li Chengfeng and Jian Wuchen were actually displaying an evenly matched stance on the arena. That fact alone was enough to make them feel proud.
The prodigies of their Shuiyang Prefecture were no weaker than others; the people of Shuiyang Prefecture were no weaker than others either!
Amid this excitement, all of them stared fixedly at the center of the arena.
In truth, they could not see anything at all. They could only see flashes of afterimages battling one another, and their hearts surged ever more fervently.
"Chi chi chi..."
On the arena, terrifying sword light crisscrossed.
Li Chengfeng clenched his teeth. The true force within his body and the Sky-Piercing Sword Art were pushed to their utmost limits. Instant Step and the true essence of Bagua Swimming Dragon complemented each other as he drove every movement technique to the extreme.
The power of Embryonic Breathing circulated madly, unleashing one terrifying sword light after another as he crazily clashed against Jian Wuchen, whose every sword carried rolling heaven-and-earth essence.
Amid these attacks, he felt needle-like assaults continuously radiating from Jian Wuchen's sword toward his mind, filling his consciousness with stabbing pain.
Yet to his delight, as Embryonic Breathing circulated, the pain from Jian Wuchen's sword—like needles piercing his brain—was actually blocked and