No one doesn't know you

At this moment, Lin Feng was also caught in a mysterious feeling.

His steps seemed to carry a special rhythm, a rhythm that represented momentum.

Just as a sword has its own momentum, so does the world have its own momentum.

With his martial soul unleashed, Lin Feng once again felt the terrifying depth of his own understanding. Countless thoughts were swirling in his mind, combining into a sense of sudden enlightenment, dispelling many previously inexplicable doubts.

"The Radiant Martial Soul has strengthened my understanding once again." Lin Feng rejoiced inwardly, his right hand resting on his waist instead of his back.

"Hmm?" Everyone's gaze turned to Lin Feng's waist at his movement.

"That is... a sword!" Their pupils contracted, seeing only the sword on Lin Feng's shoulder, but not noticing the seemingly soft sword hanging at his waist.

As Lin Feng approached Qiu Yuanhao, a powerful sword aura engulfed him, making him seem like a sword himself.

"Martial soul?" Everyone was bewildered seeing this scene. Could it be that Lin Feng possessed a sword martial soul? Otherwise, how could he exude such a powerful sword aura?

It was then that the crowd realized, from the beginning of the battle until now, Lin Feng had not even unleashed his martial soul... How formidable he was!

With each step Lin Feng took, the sword intent grew stronger, and a hint of joy appeared in his heart.

"All things have their own momentum. A sword should naturally have its own momentum. Why borrow other sword auras?" 

Previously, Lin Feng needed to use the released sword aura to utilize sword intent. But now, he could wield the sword with his mind, the intent following his will. As long as he had the intent, the sword's intent could flourish.

He himself was like a sword, an incredibly sharp sword.

Lin Feng felt increasingly relaxed, the sword aura becoming more intense. However, Qiu Yuanhao's brow furrowed, his body tense.

Enveloped by this sword intent, he felt his whole body clenched, his hair standing on end. From Lin Feng, he sensed an immensely strong threat.

Could Lin Feng truly break through his Golden Body Martial Soul?

"I can't wait any longer." Qiu Yuanhao muttered to himself. His confidence was being eroded by this powerful sword intent. Meanwhile, Lin Feng's momentum was growing. By the time Lin Feng reached him, he might not have a chance to turn the tide.

Qiu Yuanhao never expected that he would be brought to such a state by an unknown person from Yangzhou City. Moreover, this person was invited by his sister, whom he called a lackey.

Golden light enveloped his body as Qiu Yuanhao released his strongest aura, exuding an unmatched dominance.

"The Invincible Golden Body."

With a shout, Qiu Yuanhao finally launched his attack. A thunderous sound echoed as his attack was overwhelmingly dominant.

"Sword."

Lin Feng lightly shouted, and an unparalleled sword intent emanated from him, tearing through the space and Qiu Yuanhao's body.

Just this sword intent caused Qiu Yuanhao's Golden Body to fluctuate, cracking sounds could be heard as if it could shatter at any moment.

Following the sword intent was an invincible strike, accompanied by a dazzling sword light, destroying everything in its path.

"Crack!"

Qiu Yuanhao's Golden Body shattered in an instant, his martial soul crumbling, a flash of blood appearing as his body flew off the stage.

This unmatched and dominant outsider, in Lin Feng's hands, was still unable to withstand a single strike.

At this moment, the crowd's gaze was fixed there, staring blankly at Lin Feng.

Strength, this was true strength.

No matter who you are, whether you're a waste or a genius, I only need one sword.

"Phew... What 'Jiao Daughter of Heaven'? He is the unique protagonist today. No one can take away his glory. Only he deserves to be called the Jiao Son of Heaven."

The crowd thought to themselves. Lin Feng's image was growing wildly in their minds.

"Nalan Feng is extremely arrogant, considering herself superior. She wants to associate with him, but how can she compare to him? And Qiu Yuanhao, arrogant and self-righteous, thinking he is invincible. He insulted others, but now he is just as vulnerable. He is the real nobody, only able to be arrogant in Yangzhou City. No, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be arrogant in Yangzhou City."

"Only 'Death' is the true genius, the Jiao Son of Heaven, the most talented and formidable youth in Yangzhou City."

Lin Feng naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking. After looking at the fallen Qiu Yuanhao on the stage, his expressionless gaze fell on Lin Qian. Today, he would use Lin Qian as a stepping stone to wash away his own shame.

"It's just the two of us left. Shall we continue?" Lin Feng's voice was devoid of any emotion, making Lin Qian's heart tremble, unsure of what to do.

Her strength was on par with Nalan Feng, yet Qiu Yuanhao could easily defeat Nalan Feng. But the powerful Qiu Yuanhao couldn't even block a single strike from Lin Feng, leaving Lin Qian with no fighting spirit.

"Do we need to continue?" Lin Qian said indifferently. Although her confidence had been greatly shaken, she couldn't show it. Her tone remained cold, refusing to admit defeat.

Lin Feng's pitch-black pupils revealed a sly smile. Even at this point, Lin Qian was unwilling to let go of her arrogant pride.

In a flash, Lin Feng disappeared from where he stood.

"Lin Qian, step back." A shout resounded, with only the two of them left on the stage, Lin Badao was afraid Lin Feng would attack Lin Qian. He had been watching closely and immediately reminded her, while turning into a whirlwind, stepping out into the air, heading straight for the central stage.

Lin Qian also realized, retreating quickly, her Ice-Fire martial soul unleashed, both hands striking out with ice and flames towards Lin Feng.

With a wave of his hand, the ice shattered, the flames dispersed, and in an instant, Lin Feng was in front of Lin Qian. Without any courtesy, he struck with his sword.

"You dare." Lin Badao rushed over, shouting loudly. Fierce flames spewed from his palms, directly meeting the sword light.

"Boom." The violent wind from the flames finally arrived when the sword light hit Lin Qian, weakening the sword's momentum significantly. However, Lin Qian's body was still injured by the sword aura, grunting as she retreated to the edge of the stage.

"How can the rules of combat be so easily trampled upon?" Lin Feng's eyes showed a hint of mockery. "If your strength is lacking, don't disgrace yourself. You need to rely on the older generation. Shameless."

Nalan Xiong remained silent. This martial arts contest had already deviated from his intended course. If that was the case, it would be meaningless. Lin Feng dared to harm his daughter Nalan Feng. How could he spare Lin Feng?

"Bold ruffian, I want to see who you are, daring to be so arrogant."

Seeing Nalan Xiong remain silent,Lin Baodao suddenly understood. Without any hesitation, he directly slapped Lin Feng's silver mask.

Lin Feng didn't dodge or avoid it, letting the palm wind fall on his face. In an instant, the silver mask cracked and fell to the ground, revealing Lin Feng's true face.

"It's you."

"It's you."

Lin Baodao and Lin Qian almost simultaneously spoke, feeling stiff all over, a chill invading their bodies.

At the same time, on the viewing platform, all the members of the Lin family's gaze froze there. They never dreamed that this arrogant, powerful youth was actually... a member of their Lin family, just one who had been expelled from the family!