Wei Changfeng Was Horrified, the Elders Shocked!

Wei Changfeng was instantly horrified!

Sword Intent!

An eighth-rank, perhaps even ninth-rank martial art, and mastered to perfection!

A mere 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 ponder why Lin Feng was so strong. Wei Changfeng only knew that the pressure on him was immense. If he did not strike soon—

Perhaps he would never get another chance to strike.

Boom!

Wei Changfeng roared, gathering all the power in his body into a single point. The sword in his hand erupted with intense essence energy fluctuations!

This was a ninth-rank sword gifted to him by an elder of his family. Outside the sacred land, it would spark a scramble among countless imperial dynasties and aristocratic families. It could even be regarded as a treasured heirloom.

The boost in combat power granted by a ninth-rank weapon was likewise formidable. Otherwise, it would not make so many people green with envy.

"Profound Void Slash!"

Wei Changfeng roared once more. Essence energy belonging to the Second Stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm poured forth like a waterfall. 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 hardly difficult. However, his realm was rather low. He had only barely entered the door of ninth-rank martial arts, and cultivating one to perfection would take who knew how many years. To maximize his combat strength, naturally, he practiced eighth-rank martial arts instead.

Yet even though Wei Changfeng held nothing back, before Lin Feng, who had comprehended Sword Intent, anything he used was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

"Get down."

Lin Feng's voice drifted over softly.

Heaven-Severing Sword Shadows surrounded Wei Changfeng. Hiss! Hiss!

Terrifying sword shadows tore dozens of cuts across Wei Changfeng's body. Wounds covered him from head to toe, and his face turned pale with horror!

Even after going all out, without holding anything back, he still—still could not withstand him?

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 possess half-step Sword Intent!

Yet even so, he still could not resist Lin Feng.

This meant... a possibility arose in Wei Changfeng's mind. Lin Feng's Sword Intent was very likely not merely at the first level. It might be at the second level!

Each level of Sword Intent was a whole 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 essence energy was exhausted, and he could no longer contend. Sword winds swept over him, sending his entire body flying off the arena. He crashed heavily to the ground with a bang!

Wei Changfeng looked utterly bedraggled. His steps were unsteady, and he nearly fell over!

His eyes were filled with the utmost wariness toward Lin Feng...

The other party had comprehended Sword Intent—and more than one level of it. Otherwise, he could never have lost!

Moreover, the sword art Lin Feng had displayed was incredibly powerful. Could it be... a ninth-rank sword art?!

If that was truly the case, then not only he, Wei Changfeng, but Xu Jun and Chen Yunjing would not be Lin Feng's opponents either. The first place in this disciple assessment seemed already to have found its owner!

At this moment, the expressions of everyone around them turned utterly stunned. The previously noisy surroundings fell silent, and those who had been chattering endlessly stopped speaking. At the same instant, all eyes turned toward Wei Changfeng!

Wei Changfeng had been eliminated?

Who was Wei Changfeng? He had an elder in the Venerable Realm, and his background was astonishing. With such immense backing, once Wei Changfeng left the Limitless Sacred Land, countless imperial dynasties and aristocratic families would rack their brains to win him over. Even becoming familiar with him would be worthwhile; if they could befriend him, it would be like ancestral graves emitting green smoke!

And such a genius now seemed to have been eliminated?

The many wounds on his body were enough to show that the injuries Wei Changfeng had suffered were far from light.

The eyes of many people were filled with shock. Lin Feng instantly defeating Xuan Wenzheng was still within the bounds of understanding, but defeating Wei Changfeng was something no one had imagined in their wildest dreams!

"I never expected someone like you among the registered disciples..." Wei Changfeng's expression was incomparably complicated! He was deeply unwilling to accept it. Losing to Lin Feng before so many watching eyes felt like a humiliation. After all, the other party did not possess some heaven-reaching background. He was merely a registered disciple!

Lin Feng remained calm and said nothing more. Wei Changfeng alone 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, filled with contempt. Wei Changfeng was immediately enraged when he heard it. Turning his head, he discovered that Chen Yunjing was mocking him, while Xu Jun was also looking over with considerable disdain.

"You are at least in the Second Stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm, yet you lost to a registered disciple. That disciple is merely at the Eighth Layer of Blood Tempering. It seems your realm was piled up with pills and spirit herbs—flashy but impractical, with unstable combat power," Xu Jun remarked.

As fellow prodigies with Venerable Realm backers, the other two spoke with utter disdain.

Neither of them had watched Wei Changfeng's battle from beginning to end. They had merely glanced over casually, then saw Wei Changfeng leave the arena. He had clearly lost.

The two were slightly surprised, then became even more contemptuous.

Losing to a registered disciple—what an utter humiliation! It even brought disgrace upon the lineage behind him!

Wei Changfeng's expression grew even uglier. "What are you so proud of? I am not his match, but neither are you two!"

"Hahaha!" Xu Jun laughed upon hearing this, while Chen Yunjing wore an inscrutable expression. Neither of them believed they would be as useless as Wei Changfeng.

Above them, Elder Zhu gave Lin Feng an unreadable look, then said to the elder from the Cultivation Arts Pavilion, whose face was filled with surprise, "That kid has comprehended Sword Intent. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I—I had no idea." The Cultivation Arts Pavilion elder smiled bitterly. He had only known that Lin Feng's comprehension was astonishing. Who could have expected it to be astonishing to this degree? When had he comprehended Sword Intent?

Suddenly, the Cultivation Arts Pavilion elder came to a realization! No wonder Lin Feng had been so confident about learning the Yellow Springs Heaven-Severing Sword Art. So he had comprehended Sword Intent!

The Cultivation Arts Pavilion elder did not know that Lin Feng had only learned it afterward. If he did, who knew how shocked his expression would become.

"His comprehension of Sword Intent is not low. It seems first place is no longer certain," Elder Zhu said, his eyes flashing.

Very soon, five victors emerged from the ten below.

Of the five victors, one received a bye. It was none other than Lin Feng, making him the lucky one. The remaining four fought once more, and without any surprise, the victors were Xu Jun and Chen Yunjing!

Xu Jun's eyes burned with 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 claiming those abundant rewards!

Elder Zhu descended from the sky and said indifferently, "Next, the three of you will engage in a melee. The final victor will be first!"

The instant the announcement was made, Chen Yunjing's face turned cold. He had prepared for this moment for a long time! Every trump card he had hidden away would be unleashed at this very moment.

First place would belong only to him. Even Xu Jun could not snatch it away—let alone a mere registered disciple!