Chapter 28: Yun Feng's Prestige

Clasping Yun Feng's hand tightly, Yun accompanied the gaze towards the opponent on the sidelines. At the first glance, Yun sensed that this person was extraordinary, and for Yun Feng to surpass him, he would likely have to exert all his efforts. Gently, Yun advised, "Yun Feng, don't feel any pressure for the first time. Remember to relax, adjust your mindset to the optimum state, so you can unleash your full potential. During the match, keep in mind not to underestimate your opponent, or you might fall into their trap. I won't say much because I believe you will definitely emerge victorious. I'm still looking forward to competing for that Qiankun Pouch with you." A faint smile appeared on Yun's handsome face, and at this moment, he unexpectedly joined in the banter with Yun Feng.

Lin Yun Feng looked at Yun with a sincere expression of friendship, softly saying, "Rest assured, I will do my best and walk with you all the way. Trust me, I will win." As their eyes met, both felt an indescribable sense of emotion. Hands tightly clasped, Yun softly said, "I believe you will win. Now, pay attention to everything here. I'll step back first. Your opponent has already arrived; it looks like the time has come. Be careful." With that, Yun turned around and gradually stepped back.

Watching Yun's figure retreat, Lin Yun Feng softly said, "Thank you, Yun." There weren't many words, just five, but they were enough to express his inner gratitude and sincerity. Turning around, he carefully observed his opponent and spoke, "Lin Yun Feng from Yi Garden, please enlighten me!"

Yun Feng's opponent was a young man in green, around twenty years old, with a somewhat handsome appearance. At this moment, he was sizing up Lin Yun Feng. Upon hearing Lin Yun Feng's words, he also spoke, "Tianjian Academy's Mu Hua, please get ready." With that, a long sword on Mu Hua's back flew out automatically, hovering above his head, rotating continuously. All around, numerous disciples from Tianjian Academy were calling out Mu Hua's name, cheering for him.

Lin Yun Feng looked at the long sword above Mu Hua's head, emitting a blue light, indicating its extraordinary nature. Taking a deep breath, Yun Feng calmed his emotions, and with the Zhanfeng Immortal Sword on his back emitting a silver light, it flew out, hovering in the air and rotating after a lap, slowly descending above Yun Feng's head, spinning rapidly. For a moment, both opponents stared at each other, carefully looking for openings. Meanwhile, the six members of Yi Garden outside the arena were watching Yun Feng intently, encouraging him.

Mu Hua spoke, "Be alert, I'm making my move. Watch the sword." With that, Mu Hua's long sword, with a green glow, suddenly appeared in front of Yun Feng. The speed and power were astonishing, taking Yun Feng by surprise. Yun Feng shouted, "I'm making my move too, be careful." Yun Feng's toes touched the ground, and his body suddenly began to spin. With each rotation, the Zhanfeng Sword in Yun Feng's hand swung nine times, forming a row of fan-shaped sword curtains that surged toward Mu Hua like waves.

Mu Hua sneered, and with the right-handed sword, he performed "Gathering Wind and Clouds." The air around him began to gather, forming a tornado in an instant. With a wave of Mu Hua's hand, the entrance to the realm was closed, and a tornado surged directly towards Yun Feng. The fan-shaped sword curtains met the tornado, turning into an invisible force. However, the ground around them was only slightly concave. Mu Hua's body quickly swayed, creating numerous shadows and illusions, surrounding Yun Feng and rotating incessantly, making it impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

Amidst a sword roar, like the cry of a crane and the roar of a dragon, the sound echoed throughout the venue. Suddenly, a silver sword aura shot directly into the air, reaching over ten zhang in length, fiercely descending. The imposing force was terrifying, bringing joy to the members of Yi Garden but causing shock and exclamation from the disciples of Tianjian Academy. Just as the sword aura descended, Mu Hua's continuously rotating figure suddenly stopped, and a green sword qi emerged, rapidly reaching a length of several zhang, colliding head-on with Yun Feng's powerful strike.

The fluctuating light and shadows created an unpredictable scene. After a loud bang, two figures shot out in opposite directions. Dust and dirt flew up, and a large pit suddenly appeared in the middle of the arena. In mid-air, Yun Feng, surrounded by a blue light, held the Zhanfeng Sword tightly in his hand, looking at Mu Hua with a serious expression. On the other side, Mu Hua stood calmly, surrounded by a layer of purple true qi. His face displayed astonishment as he stared at Lin Yun Feng. All eyes on the ground were nervously watching the two figures, analyzing the outcome of their confrontation.

Mu Hua sneered, "Impressive cultivation. You truly deserve to be an outstanding talent from Yi Garden. Now, let's see whose ultimate technique is more formidable." Mu Hua's figure suddenly appeared above Yun Feng's head, and a consecutive ninety-nine sword lights, like a blue rain, immediately enveloped Yun Feng.

Yun Feng's eyes changed drastically. His body quickly dodged, and the long sword in his hand swept up. In rapid succession, nine waves of silver light formed a fan-shaped curtain, flowing like waves towards Mu Hua.

Mu Hua coldly chuckled, "Good speed in dodging. Not bad at all." With that, he began to rapidly move his body. Numerous shadows and illusions surrounded Yun Feng, making it impossible to discern the true from the false. With Mu Hua's swift movements, Yun Feng's shadow had completely disappeared from sight, engulfed by the green light.

A sword roar, resembling the cry of a crane and the roar of a dragon, resounded instantly across the arena. A silver sword radiance, like a beam of light, shot out directly, reaching over ten zhang in length and fiercely descending. The overwhelming momentum caused Yun Feng to descend rapidly. As the sword impact sound echoed, Yun Feng was forced to continuously lower his altitude, finally landing on the ground. Watching the continuously spinning Mu Hua, only a blue-purple light enveloped Yun Feng, rapidly charging towards him. Yun Feng's complexion changed, and with a furious roar, he forcefully reversed his body, unleashing a burst of silver light, once again resisting Mu Hua's attack.

In the second clash, the powerful airflow generated by the vigorous qi instantly created six large pits on the ground around them. Yun Feng's body staggered, and he was sent flying in a flash, landing three zhang away. Yun Feng's clothes were torn apart by the powerful airflow, his hair in disarray, and bloodstains at the corners of his mouth. Mu Hua stood calmly in mid-air, emitting a sneer, "Fast evasion indeed. Not bad." The sarcastic tone made the six members of Yi Garden outside the arena change their expressions.

Hearing this, Yun Feng's eyes shot out an angry gaze. With a roar

, he shot towards Mu Hua in mid-air. In the air, Yun Feng displayed the ultimate technique of Yi Garden, the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique. Countless sword auras crisscrossed, forming a dense sky net in mid-air, instantly enveloping Mu Hua. Yun Feng, filled with anger, seemed to have no time to consider much, fully deploying the sword technique with the sole purpose of defeating his opponent.

Mu Hua let out a light whistle, and the long sword in his hand rotated and flew away. Countless sword lights formed a protective layer around him, resisting Yun Feng's attacks. Then, Mu Hua's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from Yun Feng's encirclement, appearing behind him. This move surprised the disciples of Tianjian Academy, who cheered, while the members of Yi Garden, including Yun, were astonished. It seemed they had not expected the disciples of Tianjian Academy to possess such a mysterious and unpredictable teleportation technique.

When Yun Feng sensed something unusual behind him, he already understood that Mu Hua knew the art of instant teleportation. This made it even more difficult to deal with him. Yun Feng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly uttered, "Qiankun Wujia, Yin Yang Jiefa, Yin!" Suddenly, just before Mu Hua's sword was about to pierce him, his figure disappeared.

Mu Hua's eyes widened in surprise, never expecting Lin Yun Feng to know the unique instant teleportation technique of Tianjian Academy. His body quickly spun around, and Mu Hua's face instantly showed shock as there was no sign of Yun Feng's figure around. At that moment, not only him but everyone from Tianjian Academy had a drastic change in their expressions. A strange look flashed in Liu Xinghun's eyes, and he shifted his gaze to the faces of the six members of Yi Garden. Except for Zhang Aoxue and Lu Yun, the others had a pensive expression, evidently stunned by Yun Feng's move.

A silver light suddenly appeared behind Mu Hua, and Yun Feng's body shot out from the void. The Zhanfeng Sword, carrying an extremely strong silver light, instantly enveloped Mu Hua. Mu Hua was both shocked and furious. His whole body emitted a purple light, and the long sword quickly swung, creating a burst of sword shadows, meeting Yun Feng's powerful attack. The dazzling silver light, along with Yun Feng's formidable assault, instantly broke through Mu Hua's defense, hitting his body hard. All around, countless disciples of Tianjian Academy exclaimed and insulted in the aftermath.

Mu Hua groaned a few times, and his body vanished in mid-air, once again using instant teleportation to evade Yun Feng's attack. In mid-air, Yun Feng looked at Mu Hua and sneered, "Your speed isn't bad either. We're evenly matched."

Mu Hua's clothes were torn, bloodstains appeared on his chest, and his hair was disheveled. He looked at Yun Feng with a fierce expression. With a loud shout, Mu Hua declared, "Don't get too proud. Face my Linchen Jue!" Mu Hua's body shot up into the air, standing at the same height as Yun Feng. His right hand trembled, and a deafening dragon roar echoed instantly. Countless sword lights converged above his head, forming thousands of sword auras that instantly merged into a purple sword radiance, standing still above Mu Hua. With a burst of Mu Hua's roar, that powerful sword radiance, over ten zhang long, fiercely slashed towards Yun Feng.

As Mu Hua performed the first move of the Tianjian Nine Techniques - Linchen Jue, Yun Feng also began to execute Yi Garden's Demon-Slaying Sword Technique. A brilliant silver light emerged as Yun Feng rapidly swung his hands, unleashing a hundred and ninety-six swords in the blink of an eye. These one hundred and ninety-six swords slowly overlapped and merged above his head, eventually forming a dazzling green sword radiance. Yun Feng roared loudly, and at the same time, the sword radiance above his head was forcefully unleashed, fiercely colliding with Mu Hua's purple sword radiance.

After a blinding flash, two powerful sword radiance collided, resulting in a deafening roar. In mid-air, the two were thrown several zhang away but quickly stabilized their bodies. Coldly looking at each other, they didn't say a word and launched another attack. In the next period, the two engaged in countless exchanges and fierce battles, each sustaining severe internal injuries. The people on the ground were shocked by their strong willpower, and the surroundings fell silent. No one uttered a word, all silently watching this rare showdown between masters.

Mu Hua couldn't remember how many times they had clashed, but each time, the difference between the two was not significant, with each having their victories and defeats. Watching Yun Feng not far away, Mu Hua shouted loudly, "Now, face my strongest move. Be cautious, Chuantian Jue!" With that, Mu Hua's body rapidly rotated without any warning. His hands gripped the sword, pointing its tip directly at Yun Feng. The airflow around him, as he swiftly rotated, gradually formed a purple vortex mixed with flashes of blue light in mid-air. The surrounding airflow continued to gather, and the purple light became more intense. At this moment, Mu Hua's entire person disappeared into the purple light.

Yun Feng's face showed suspicion, knowing that it was a crucial moment. He slowly formed strange hand seals in front of his chest, chanting strange words. As time passed, Yun Feng's whole body emitted a mysterious blue-green light, and countless spiritual energies began to gather towards him. The airflow around him began to fluctuate, and the entire ground trembled gently. In mid-air, Yun Feng, shrouded in a blue light, began to transform the surrounding true elements into numerous mystical runes and symbols, revolving around him incessantly. These runes and symbols, displaying a myriad of colors, combined layer by layer and formed a Yin-Yang Bagua pattern above Yun Feng's head, rotating continuously. The rapidly spinning Bagua, with each rotation, automatically emitted a red and a blue light, creating a mysterious and eerie scene.

On the ground, everyone held their breath at this moment, nervously watching the two in mid-air. Xuan Yu True Person looked at Yun Feng in mid-air and whispered, "Regardless of the outcome, Yun Feng has done well. He managed to cultivate one of our sect's four great secret techniques, the 'Yitian Zhenhun Jue,' to such an extent in such a short time. It's quite rare."

Lu Yun looked at Yun Feng and whispered, "This time, Yun Feng will definitely win. I believe in him!" Everyone else looked at Lu Yun, their eyes filled with the same trust.

In the sky, the sun hung high, seeming to open its eyes wide to witness this rare competition. In mid-air, Mu Hua's hidden figure suddenly became clear. He gripped the sword with both hands, cast a cold glance at Yun Feng, and shot towards him. In mid-air, Mu Hua's figure transformed into a purple light, converging with the powerful airflow around, forming a purple dragon. With gaping jaws and sharp teeth, it rushed towards Yun Feng, attempting to devour him.

Yun Feng's eyes erupted with light as he pushed both hands, forming seals on his chest, aimed at Mu Hua. Above his head, the continuously rotating Yin-Yang Bagua suddenly appeared over Mu Hua. The Bagua spun rapidly. Below it, the two sharp swords, one red and one blue, formed, carrying the power to shake the soul and tear the spirit, and instantly shot towards Mu Hua's purple dragon.

At the same moment, the purple dragon also engulfed Yun Feng. In mid-air, a rapidly rotating Yin-Yang Bagua shot out two beams of red and blue light, continuously shredding the purple dragon. However, the purple dragon swiftly moved, trying to evade the attacks of the Yin-Yang Bagua. Unfortunately, wherever it went, the Bagua automatically tracked it, firmly locking it in. In the purple light, a faint dark blue light occasionally flickered as numerous runes penetrated the dragon's body, emanating an eerie glow.

On the ground, everyone was captivated by this magical scene. Observing this, they speculated about the outcome. As time passed, there was a change in the situation in mid-air. The purple dragon, unable to escape the attacks of the Yin-Yang Bagua, suddenly chose to counterattack. A long roar echoed through the sky as the purple dragon rushed towards the Yin-Yang Bagua above its head. For a moment, the sky was filled with green, red, and purple lights, creating a particularly beautiful scene. However, after a loud bang, all the radiance disappeared. In mid-air, only two figures descended, revealing Mu Hua and Lin Yun Feng.

Both of them landed simultaneously, and after landing, their bodies swayed violently, appearing extremely precarious. Mu Hua's face turned extremely pale, his clothes torn like silk, and his disheveled hair covered in fresh blood, making him look very miserable. Struggling to maintain balance, Mu Hua eventually couldn't stand any longer and fell amidst the astonished cries of countless Tianjian Academy disciples.

Similarly, Lin Yun Feng's body swayed violently, his face devoid of color, looking extremely bedraggled. Yun Feng glanced at Mu Hua across from him, seeing him struggling to maintain balance. A surge of determination rose in Yun Feng's heart. Although both were unable to continue fighting at this point, the one who could stand steadily for the longest time would be the final winner. Lin Yun Feng took a deep breath, a green light flashed across his entire body, and he suddenly rose three feet into the air, standing still. Above his head, the Zhanfeng Sword rotated slowly, indicating that Yun Feng had reached the moment of exhaustion of his true essence. Despite this, Yun Feng steadfastly held on.

Looking at everyone around him, Yun Feng's gaze stopped on Lu Yun's face. As their eyes met, a sincere friendship passed between them. Yun Feng looked at Xuan Yu True Person and others, seeing joy in their eyes. At this moment, Yun Feng knew that this time, he had not let Yi Garden down.

The six members of Yi Garden cheered, and Lu Yun was the first to appear by Yun Feng's side. Lu Yun looked at him with concern, a green light flashed in his right hand, and a sphere of profound blue true essence appeared. Lu Yun gently pressed his right hand on Yun Feng's head, and Yun Feng's entire body emitted a bright light, recovering a lot in an instant. Xuan Yu True Person, who arrived, looked at Lu Yun and nodded approvingly. However, Ziyang True Person's expression changed slightly as he said, "Lu Yun, you have a match in the afternoon, it's not suitable to consume true essence. Let me do it." After speaking, he took Yun Feng away.

Looking at Yun Feng, Zhang Aoxue whispered, "Yun Feng, you won. You brought glory to Yi Garden." Li Hongfei showed a hint of sincerity in his eyes and said softly, "Well done, my junior brother. You are indeed worthy of being my junior. Keep up the good work, and let's together make Yi Garden great."

Yun Feng looked at everyone, a trace of excitement flashing in his eyes. He spoke earnestly, "Thank you, everyone. I will do my best. Let's work together and make Yi Garden great. This time, let everyone know that we, Yi Garden, are also remarkable." After finishing, a firm expression appeared in his eyes.

Xuan Yu True Person looked at Yun Feng and said softly, "Rest well when you go back, recover your true essence as much as possible. There's a more challenging match waiting for you tomorrow. You performed very well this time, and I believe your master, if he were here, would be happy for you." Master Jingyue and Ziyang True Person smiled at him, showing approval in their eyes.

On the other side, the people from Tianjian Academy wore gloomy expressions, looking at Lin Yun Feng with unfriendly eyes. Lao Xinghun's face was slightly cold. He glanced at Xuan Yu True Person and said softly, "This round goes to Yi Garden, congratulations, Brother Xuan Yu, for having such an outstanding disciple."

Xuan Yu True Person smiled faintly, "Friend Lao, you're too kind. This time, Yun Feng was just lucky, not worth mentioning. It's getting late now, so we'll take our leave. I need to go back and help Yun Feng with his recovery for tomorrow's match. We won't stay longer." After speaking, he left with the other six people.

Lao Xinghun looked at the departing Xuan Yu True Person, his eyes showing a trace of coldness. He snorted softly, then turned around and ordered someone to take Mu Hua back to the cave.