Lu Feng fought like a madman. After shaking Liu Ziqian off, he swung his sword back, driving the Mountain-Moving and Sea-Filling Sword with all his true qi and reinforcing it through the generative power of fire-attribute true qi. The strike shattered the battle platform outright.
The battle platform was merely an ordinary stone dais. All its defenses came from the formations laid down by the Panshen Heavenly Palace Palace Master. But the Rusty Sword could break formations—even those composed of innate qi could not withstand it, let alone these.
With the formations, there were defenses; without the formations, there were none. Once the Rusty Sword broke them, how could an ordinary stone dais withstand the ravages of the Mountain-Moving and Sea-Filling Sword Technique? Naturally, it was destroyed.
As the battle platform crumbled, fire-attribute true qi bolstered an Earth-Attribute True Qi Surge. The Mountain-Moving and Sea-Filling Sword Technique was unleashed again, sending huge chunks of stone hurtling toward the four men amid a torrent of sand and gravel, forcing them to respond with all their strength.
Using the Heavenly E'e Drunken Immortal Steps, Lu Feng instantly reached Liu Ziqian's side and struck with the Kan Yuan Golden Light Sword, golden light blazing in every direction.
Liu Ziqian hastily met the attack head-on. Unfortunately, his true qi was not as powerful as Lu Feng's, and his disadvantage became apparent at once. The sword strike sent him flying, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His injuries were far from light.
In an instant, the entire Martial Contest Hall fell silent as a graveyard, and a different light began to shine in the eyes of all the sect leaders. Fighting one against five, he had not merely avoided defeat-he had actually gained the upper hand. Whatever else might be said, Liu Ziqian