One Sword, Immortal Kneels! Versus the Immovable Bright King—This Guy Hates Losing!

Hearing Dai Mubai's triple exclamation, Chen Feng felt awful all over.

Yesterday, he had successfully made Dai Mubai develop a trace of dislike toward Tang San.

Who knew his impression would change today?

No!

He had to keep up the effort!

Before long, Tang San and Zhao Wuji's battle came to an end.

The battlefield was littered with hidden weapons, a complete mess.

Earlier, Chen Feng had intercepted the Ban Jing Fa Jin Golden Dragon Beard Needle midway.

So by the time the battle ended, there was still a short bit of incense left, about the length of a fingernail.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu's eyes dimmed with disappointment.

Had they failed?

Zhu Zhuqing, who had just regained consciousness, also looked utterly dejected.

Ning Rongrong's expression was unpleasant.

But Dai Mubai said in a low voice,

"It's fine. Teacher Zhao won't make things difficult for you because of this."

"You truly are monsters in every sense of the word!"

As he spoke, his gaze shifted toward Tang San in the distance.

"Courage like that alone is extraordinary."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng stepped forward.

Dai Mubai was instantly dumbfounded by the sight.

"What? Chen Feng, what are you doing?"

"Didn't we fail the challenge?" Chen Feng turned back with a smile. "Besides, I hate losing!"

With that, he strode straight ahead.

The commotion naturally caught Zhao Wuji's attention. He remained in his Martial Soul possession state, looking down from above.

"Kid, you want to challenge me too?"

"Your Martial Soul may be extraordinary, but don't think that makes any difference before me!"

Though he said that, Zhao Wuji's eyes held even more appreciation.

If Tang San's challenge had been courage, then Chen Feng's was fearlessness!

He had already used his fourth and fifth Soul Rings, yet this kid still dared to step forward and challenge him. Was that not utter fearlessness?

Chen Feng said calmly, "Those who cultivate the sword forge ahead without hesitation."

"Good! Today, I'll make you submit wholeheartedly!" Zhao Wuji nodded in agreement.

The next moment, Chen Feng raised his hand, and the Heavenly Dao Sword Martial Soul appeared.

Only then did Zhao Wuji carefully inspect it.

When he saw that Ten-Thousand-Year black Soul Ring, his expression became utterly spectacular!

The third one was a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring??

What kind of ridiculous joke was that!

"You... how can you have a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

Zhao Wuji stood there, his mouth wide enough to fit a basket of eggs.

Soul Power surged throughout Chen Feng's body as he slowly spoke, "One Sword, Immortal Kneels!"

The Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring flared brilliantly!

An incomparable killing intent descended from the heavens.

It was as though the Heavenly Dao had sent down a sword of punishment!

How could a tiny, lowly mortal dare dream of becoming immortal?

Before this sword, would you kneel or not?

Zhao Wuji broke out in cold sweat. Was this something a Soul Elder in his thirties could unleash!

Yet his combat experience was also incredibly abundant.

He instantly came back to his senses, and his final black Soul Ring lit up.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

The next moment, his body grew taller again!

As if he wished to contend with heaven and earth!

The gap brought by seventy-six levels of Soul Power was impossible to make up.

The ever-victorious Immortal Kneels was shattered by a mortal.

Sword qi filled the sky, its pressure bearing down upon all living beings.

It slashed against Zhao Wuji's enormous fist.

Boom!!

After the deafening crash, Zhao Wuji's brown fur flew everywhere.

A sharp pain shot through his fist!

"What tremendous power!"

Chen Feng's expression shifted slightly, but this was only the beginning.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

The Heavenly Dao Sword split into three, and three became countless.

Chen Feng pointed from afar, sending them rushing toward Zhao Wuji.

Taking advantage of the opening, he unleashed One Sword, Immortal Kneels! once more!

The small battlefield was ravaged beyond recognition.

Zhao Wuji's fifth purple Soul Ring flared brightly.

"Gravity Squeeze!"

A black hole appeared, emanating a powerful pull.

Chen Feng stood straight as a lone sword planted between heaven and earth!

That sight left a deep impression on Xiao Wu and the others.

Tang San's eyes were filled with shock!

So this was that guy's true strength?

In yesterday's battle, Chen Feng had not even summoned his Martial Soul!

But who was Zhao Wuji?

A level seventy-six Soul Saint!

Even across the entire continent, he was an extraordinary figure.

With the Martial Soul Avatar's enhancement, the distance between them rapidly closed.

"Looks like I have to use that move!"

Chen Feng waved his hand, and five inconspicuous golden grains appeared in his palm.

Golden Dragon Beard Needle!

Five faint flashes streaked through the air, and Zhao Wuji felt a piercing pain in his chest.

"Ah!"

He roared and threw a devastating punch.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji's fourth Soul Ring lit up.

"Positioning Tracking!"

That punch directly locked onto Chen Feng's aura, leaving him no way to evade.

The next moment, Chen Feng's Soul Power surged as he broke through in the midst of battle!

Zhao Wuji's immense pressure allowed him to improve as well, and his Soul Power instantly reached level thirty-three.

Then, Chen Feng used his Soul Power to leap into the air.

He held his sword aloft in his right hand, looking down at Zhao Wuji from above.

Then he descended, carrying boundless sword qi filled with slaughter.

His body moved with his will as he fell from the heavens.

This was the strongest way to execute One Sword, Immortal Kneels!

Below him, Zhao Wuji resembled a giant golden bear as he threw a terrifying punch toward the sky!

Boom!!

The earth shook and the mountains trembled as shockwaves of Soul Power surged outward!

Xiao Wu and the others outside the field staggered, nearly unable to remain standing.

Their hair stood on end as terror filled their faces!

Was that truly swordsmanship a mortal could wield?

A ripple passed through Xiao Wu's eyes. Soul skills could actually be used like this!

Was this the creativity of Soul Masters?

Compared to them, Soul Beasts might live for tens of thousands of years, but they lagged far behind in their exploration of Soul Power and Soul Skills!

Dai Mubai's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

He could not help thinking that if Chen Feng had used this move back at the Rose Hotel, he would likely have died on the spot!

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation was extraordinary, but he would never think it could compare to a Martial Soul Avatar.

When the smoke and dust dispersed,

Chen Feng stood tall where he was, then opened his mouth and spat out a spray of blood.

The power of that punch still made his blood and qi churn violently.

Looking at the bone-deep wound on his fist, with blood flowing freely from it,

Zhao Wuji's expression could no longer remain calm...

"This is the first time I've seen a level-thirty Soul Elder inflict damage head-on against a level-seventy Soul Saint!"

"Good! Very good!"

He had held back somewhat, but a Soul Saint was still a Soul Saint!

Protected by his surging Soul Power and with his Martial Soul Avatar activated, he had still suffered such an injury?

If he had not seen it himself, he would never have believed it.

"The incense has burned out. You have passed the test," Zhao Wuji muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai hurried forward, intending to support him.

Chen Feng waved him off. "It's fine. I can walk."

Ding! Congratulations, Host. Dai Mubai has developed admiration for you, along with a trace of deep apprehension.

Subduing Dai Mubai has increased main quest progress by 2%.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been watching from afar, wore a strange expression.

A Sword Martial Soul could be this terrifying?

It was even more frightening than Dai Mubai's Evil Eye White Tiger!

Then, she suddenly remembered something and asked,

"Rong Rong? After I fainted, who saved me?"

Hearing the question, Ning Rongrong, the Little Witch, gritted her teeth in irritation and replied angrily,

"Who else could it be! That big bastard Chen Feng!"

Ding! Zhu Zhuqing has developed admiration for you. Main quest progress has increased by 1%.