Contest

In the imperial city, within a mansion, the grand martial arts arena echoed with the low, commanding voices, enveloping the space with a domineering aura.

At this moment, in the center of the arena, a majestic figure stood tall, coldly surveying the crowd before him with a domineering gaze, shouting, "A bunch of useless people, come at me again!"

Upon hearing his insult, the faces of the crowd turned extremely ugly. A sharp aura radiated from them as they once again charged towards the domineering figure.

"Dominance unparalleled."

The domineering figure let out a sharp shout, and with a slash of his hand, a blade intent bloomed in the air. In the void, an illusory blade shadow appeared, slashing down towards his opponents.

A thunderous explosion resounded as those in the path of the blade were instantly sent flying, blood gushing forth. This slash showed no mercy.

Others immediately rushed forward, their ferocious attacks pouring out, ruthless and fierce. Some even directly wielded weapons, aiming for the heart of the majestic man.

"Blade!"

The majestic man stood firm, towering like a mountain. Around him, in the space, a tremendously powerful blade intent emanated. What was even more terrifying was that on his body, there were illusory blade waves flashing, surging endlessly, as if they could turn into substance at any moment to kill the enemy.

He was like a blade himself, supremely dominant, unstoppable.

Accompanied by the sound of impacts, those figures were all sent flying, and everyone who charged towards the majestic man lay down, blood flowing from their bodies. Even the body of the majestic man could not be approached.

From start to finish, the domineering man stood there without moving.

"Well done."

A light shout rang out, and the crowd's gaze turned to see Lin Feng striding over, a hint of a smile on his face.

He had not expected that in his absence, the Tyrant Blade would actually engage in a real fight with these people, with vicious and merciless attacks. Moreover, the disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect were equally fierce, clearly harboring deep hatred towards the Tyrant Blade. They were ravaged by the Tyrant Blade every day, so how could they not hate him?

The Tyrant Blade watched as Lin Feng approached, his dark pupils contracting slightly, and stared at Lin Feng, saying, "Spiritual Martial Realm, Sixth Stage, you have broken through!"

"Broke through, now, I am at the same level as you."

Lin Feng nodded slightly. The crowd from the Cloud Sea Sect all had a look of excitement in their eyes. Lin Feng, unexpectedly at the same level as the domineering man, how amazing.

When he was in the Cloud Sea Sect, they remembered Lin Feng was only at the Second Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm. In less than a year, Lin Feng had already reached the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm, his cultivation speed was terrifying.

However, the Tyrant Blade's strength was deeply ingrained in their hearts. In their eyes, with the Tyrant Blade's strength, even someone at the Seventh Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm could be defeated. Although Lin Feng was at the same level as him in cultivation, his strength was definitely not as good as the Tyrant Blade's.

The Tyrant Blade's gaze also locked onto Lin Feng, and a fierce aura emanated from him as he pounced towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Want to try me?"

"Mm."

The Tyrant Blade nodded slightly. Practicing the Earth-rank technique, the Tyrant Blade Decision, he could clearly feel the progress of his strength. Previously, no one at the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm had been able to defeat him. Now, with his cultivation further enhanced, he dared to fight against someone at the Seventh Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Therefore, upon seeing Lin Feng's breakthrough to the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm, a fighting intent also rose within him.

"Alright, then I'll accompany you."

Lin Feng smiled faintly, and the people from the Cloud Sea Sect beside him all had excitement in their eyes.

Battle!

Is it the supremely dominant strength of the Tyrant Blade, or the former genius of the Cloud Sea Sect, now the Sect Master, Lin Feng's strength?

The Tyrant Blade and Lin Feng locked eyes, and in an instant, an extremely domineering blade intent burst forth, as if it could cleave the heavens.

Blade, the king among weapons.

The Tyrant Blade was a good blade, and he was also a blade martial soul. Practicing the Earth-rank technique given to him by Lin Feng, the Tyrant Blade Decision, his accomplishments in the way of the blade were terrifying.

This touch of blade intent released, instantly the entire space echoed with the sound of blades, chilling the air. The crowd felt as if their bodies were in the midst of endless blade waves, as if they could be cut and killed by this blade intent at any moment.

"So terrifying, it turns out that when the Tyrant Blade fought with us, he was still hiding his strength."

The crowd's hearts trembled. It seemed that Lin Feng was definitely not the Tyrant Blade's opponent. This blade intent could easily kill a strong man at the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm with just one slash.

Although they knew that Lin Feng's talent was strong, it was definitely not enough to compete with the Tyrant Blade.

Just then, a burning fighting intent crazily surged from Lin Feng's body. In just a moment, this fighting intent could contend with the blade intent of the Tyrant Blade, extremely powerful.

Only now did Lin Feng's eyes, deep and profound, stare at the Tyrant Blade, and all over his body, all was fighting intent, ready to strike at any moment.

The fierce wind blew over Lin Feng, causing his ragged clothes to flutter. Standing there, Lin Feng was like a statue of victory, never to fall.

"Amazing."

In the face of the Tyrant Blade's blade intent, Lin Feng's fighting intent remained so strong, showing no signs of retreat, equally domineering.

At this moment, the Tyrant Blade's steps slowly lifted, and then, he took a step forward. In an instant, the blade intent enveloped the heavens and earth. With a loud rumble, the ground under the Tyrant Blade's feet cracked open, as if it had been cut by a blade, with neat cuts.

"Blade, the king of weapons, can stop even the gods of death."

The Tyrant Blade's words flowed out of his mouth, and suddenly, the blade intent became even stronger, giving the crowd a suffocating feeling, making their breaths slightly urgent.

"The Tyrant Blade Decision, worthy of being an Earth-rank technique, the blade intent on the Tyrant Blade has become even more dominant." Lin Feng thought to himself. The Tyrant Blade now, was like a blade drawn from its sheath.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng took a step forward, and the surging fighting intent not only did not retreat, but became stronger and fiercer, fighting against the heavens and the earth.

"Sword, supreme among weapons, can break through the sky."

Lin Feng's mouth also uttered a word, and the momentum emanating from him was as fierce as a flood.

M

omentum, the momentum of the sword.

The momentum that could destroy everything and annihilate everything erupted in an instant, merging with the fighting intent released from Lin Feng's body. The sword intent soared into the sky.

The hearts of the crowd trembled violently. Yes, although the Tyrant Blade controlled the blade intent, Lin Feng also possessed the sword intent, the sword that destroyed everything.

Not only that, but Lin Feng's fighting intent was also extremely powerful.

The blade intent, the sword intent, and the intent to fight converged and collided in the air, constantly emitting sharp whistling sounds, extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the people were already soaked through with sweat. It turned out that the freak was not just the Tyrant Blade, Lin Feng was equally terrifying. Before these two fought, they couldn't bear it. Their bodies were soaked with sweat, and their bodies were trembling unconsciously.

The Tyrant Blade and Lin Feng still confronted each other, their gazes colliding in the air.

As if it had been a long time, the Tyrant Blade's eyes flickered slightly. It was this flicker that caused the blade intent on him to lose its unstoppable momentum, while the sword intent and fighting intent on Lin Feng surged forward, causing the Tyrant Blade's eyes to tremble slightly. He then slowly spoke, "I have lost."

With his words, the terrifying blade intent on the Tyrant Blade vanished in an instant.

In the next moment, the sword intent and fighting intent released by Lin Feng also disappeared without a trace.

With the disappearance of the intents, the crowd felt an incomparable lightness all over their bodies, exhaling a long breath. Although they felt relieved, they were also awe-struck. Lin Feng was too terrifying. He was even stronger than the Tyrant Blade, truly deserving of being the current Sect Master of the Cloud Sea Sect.

"Tyrant Blade, your blade intent is about to reach perfection, and you are not far from the next realm."

Lin Feng smiled slightly. The battle just now was not about comparing strength, but about the collision of intents, and the Tyrant Blade was not as good as him.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the Tyrant Blade's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Lin Feng and said, "You have already reached the next realm?"

"I reached it a long time ago." Lin Feng said calmly, but it made the Tyrant Blade's heart tremble slightly. He had reached the Profound Realm long ago. This young man was too terrifying. Fortunately, when he was in the Gladiator Arena, Lin Feng was not there. Otherwise, his brilliant record in the Gladiator Arena might have disappeared.

"Tyrant Blade, I came here to tell you all to get ready. We may set off for the battlefield at any time."

Lin Feng said indifferently, then glanced at the crowd from the Cloud Sea Sect and said, "From now on, listen to the Tyrant Blade's orders. Now, focus on cultivating. The greater the hope of surviving on the battlefield."

With that, Lin Feng turned around, leaving gracefully.