Wei Changfeng was instantly horrified!
Sword intent!
An eighth-rank, perhaps even ninth-rank martial art—and mastered to perfection!
A Registered Disciple had actually reached such a level? Was this really a Registered Disciple? Even among Outer Disciples, few could compare to him. His strength was simply beyond comprehension!
In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through Wei Changfeng's mind. But there was no time to consider why Lin Feng was so powerful. Wei Changfeng only knew that the pressure on him was immense. If he did not make a move soon—
Perhaps he would never get the chance to strike.
Boom!
Wei Changfeng roared, gathering all the power in his body into a single point. Intense elemental energy fluctuations surged from the sword in his hand!
This sword had been gifted to him by an elder of his family. It was a ninth-rank weapon. If it were placed outside the sacred land, countless imperial dynasties and aristocratic families would fight over it. It could even be regarded as a treasured heirloom.
The combat power bestowed by a ninth-rank weapon was also immensely formidable. Otherwise, it would not make so many people green with envy.
"Profound Void Slash!"
Wei Changfeng roared again. The elemental energy of the Second Stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm poured forth like a waterfall. At this moment, he held nothing back, unleashing his strongest sword-art martial skill! This sword art was eighth-rank, and he had cultivated it to perfection.
With Wei Changfeng's status, obtaining a ninth-rank martial art was by no means difficult. However, his realm was still rather low. He had only barely entered the beginner stage of a ninth-rank martial art. To cultivate it to perfection would take who knew how many years. Thus, if he wished to maximize his combat strength, naturally he had to practice eighth-rank martial arts.
Yet even though Wei Changfeng held nothing back, before Lin Feng, who had comprehended sword intent, everything he used was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
"Get down."
Lin Feng's voice drifted over softly.
The Heaven-Severing Sword Shadows swirled around Wei Changfeng. Sizzle, sizzle!
The terrifying sword shadows sliced dozens of wounds across Wei Changfeng's body. Injuries covered him from head to toe, and Wei Changfeng's face filled with horror!
Even after going all out, without holding anything back, he still—still could not withstand it?
One had to know that although Wei Changfeng had yet to comprehend sword intent—
He was already infinitely close to it. He could even be said to have half-stepped into sword intent!
Yet even so, he was still unable to resist Lin Feng.
This meant... a conjecture arose in Wei Changfeng's heart. Lin Feng's sword intent might not be merely at the first level. It might be at the second level!
Each level of sword intent was a new heaven! Every advancement meant an entirely new understanding of the sword path!
And Lin Feng's understanding of the sword path clearly far surpassed his own.
Boom!!
Wei Changfeng's elemental energy was exhausted. He could no longer contend against Lin Feng. The sword wind swept over him, and he was blasted off the arena, crashing heavily to the ground with a bang!
Wei Changfeng looked utterly disheveled. His footing was unsteady, and he nearly fell over!
His eyes were filled with the deepest wariness toward Lin Feng...
His opponent had comprehended sword intent, and it was not merely one level. Otherwise, he could never have been defeated!
Furthermore, the sword art Lin Feng had used was of an exceptionally high grade. It seemed to be... a ninth-rank sword art?!
If that was truly the case, then let alone Wei Changfeng, even Xu Jun and Chen Yunjing would not be Lin Feng's opponents. The first place in this disciple assessment seemed to have already found its owner!
At this moment, everyone around them stared in utter astonishment. The previously noisy crowd fell silent. Those who had been chattering endlessly stopped talking, their gazes converging on Wei Changfeng at the same time!
Wei Changfeng had been eliminated?
Who was Wei Changfeng? He had an elder at the Venerable Realm backing him, and his background was astonishing. With such a tremendous backer, once Wei Changfeng left the Limitless Sacred Land, countless imperial dynasties and aristocratic families would rack their brains to win him over. Even merely becoming familiar with him would be worthwhile; if they could befriend him, it would be like smoke rising from their ancestors' graves!
Yet such a genius now seemed to have been eliminated?
The many wounds on his body were enough to show that Wei Changfeng had suffered no light injuries.
The eyes of many people were filled with extreme shock. Lin Feng instantly defeating Xuan Wenzheng was still within the bounds of understanding, but defeating Wei Changfeng was something no one had ever expected!
"I never thought there would be someone like you among the Registered Disciples..." Wei Changfeng's expression was incomparably complicated! Deep in his heart, he was utterly unwilling to accept it. Losing to Lin Feng before everyone's eyes seemed like a humiliation. After all, his opponent did not have some heaven-reaching background—he was merely a Registered Disciple!
Lin Feng remained calm and did not say much. Wei Changfeng was nothing. His goal was first place, and to take first place, he naturally had to defeat everyone!
"Wei Changfeng, you really have brought shame upon the Wei Clan."
At that moment, a faint voice rang out, brimming with contempt. Wei Changfeng was immediately enraged upon hearing it. Turning his head, he discovered that Chen Yunjing was mocking him! Xu Jun was also looking over, his gaze filled with disdain.
"You are at least at the Second Stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm, yet you lost to a Registered Disciple. This disciple is merely at the Eighth Layer of Blood Tempering. It seems your cultivation was piled up with pills and spiritual herbs—flashy but impractical, with shallow and unstable combat power," Xu Jun commented.
As fellow prodigies with Venerable Realm backers, the other two spoke with considerable disdain.
Neither of them had watched Wei Changfeng's battle from start to finish. They had merely glanced over casually, only to see Wei Changfeng leave the arena. He had obviously lost.
The two were slightly surprised, then became even more disdainful.
Losing to a Registered Disciple—what a disgraceful thing was that? It had even brought shame upon the Lineage behind him!
Wei Changfeng's expression turned even uglier. "What are you so pleased about? I'm no match for him, but neither are you two!"
"Hahaha!" Xu Jun laughed at those words, while Chen Yunjing wore an unreadable expression. Neither of them believed they would be as useless as Wei Changfeng.
In the air above, Elder Zhu gave Lin Feng an inscrutable look, then said to the elder from the Cultivation Arts Pavilion, whose face was filled with surprise, "That boy has comprehended sword intent. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I—I had no idea." The elder from the Cultivation Arts Pavilion smiled bitterly. He had only known that Lin Feng's comprehension was astonishing. Who could have known it was astonishing to such an extent? When had he comprehended sword intent?
Suddenly, the elder from the Cultivation Arts Pavilion came to a realization! No wonder Lin Feng had been so confident about learning the Yellow Springs Heaven-Severing Sword Art—he had comprehended sword intent!
The elder from the Cultivation Arts Pavilion did not know that Lin Feng had only learned it afterward. If he did, no one knew how shocked his expression would become.
"His comprehension of sword intent is no ordinary level. It seems first place is not so certain after all." Elder Zhu's eyes flashed.
Very soon, five victors emerged from the ten people below.
Among the five victors, one received a bye. It was none other than Lin Feng, making him the lucky one. The remaining four battled again, and without any surprise, the victors were Xu Jun and Chen Yunjing!
Xu Jun's eyes burned with incomparable fervor!
He was only half a step away from first place, only half a step away from obtaining a spot in the Sword Tempering Pool and receiving so many generous rewards!
Elder Zhu descended from the sky, his gaze indifferent as he said, "Next, the three of you will engage in a free-for-all. The final victor will be first!"
The instant the announcement was made, Chen Yunjing's expression turned icy. He had prepared for this moment for a long time! Every trump card he had kept hidden would be unleashed now.
First place would only be his. Xu Jun could not take it from him, much less that mere Registered Disciple!
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