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Xia Qingyan suddenly realized the gravity of the situation and was about to call for Zhang Mingfeng's assistance when he had already drawn his sword. A brilliant long sword pierced the night sky, colliding fiercely with the Mandarin Duck Flag in Lu Kuangliang's hand. The flag emitted an indescribable sound that left everyone feeling disoriented.
Xia Qingyan and Ying Ziyi, both young women, had never witnessed such a spectacle. Their faces flushed with embarrassment as they tightly covered their ears, fearing they might be entranced by the sound. This was precisely the power of the Mandarin Duck Flag; its mere sound could bewilder the mind.
Ye Tian felt a jolt in his heart as well. The Mandarin Duck Flag was immensely powerful, and under its influence, he experienced a sense of losing control over his thoughts. It felt as if a towering pillar had been raised within the tent, nearly overwhelming him. Fortunately, after years of training, his resolve was strong enough to stabilize his mind. He silently thought to himself, "That was close! I almost fell under the spell of this Mandarin Duck Flag."
Beside him, Zhang Mingfeng secretly admired Ye Tian's composure and mused, "This kid is indeed extraordinary."
Seeing Zhang Mingfeng intervene, Lu Kuangliang's determination hardened. He no longer held back; a torrent of spiritual energy surged into the Mandarin Duck Flag. In an instant, the fiery red flag blotted out the sky, billowing in the wind with overwhelming power as it charged toward Zhang Mingfeng.
Zhang Mingfeng responded by making his sword shimmer with azure light. The tip of his sword quivered as he executed the Wave Sword Technique with remarkable finesse. One strike followed another, each wave stronger than the last, layering upon one another to counter Lu Kuangliang's assault.
As Lu Kuangliang's attack faltered, his expression darkened further. He coldly shouted at Zhang Mingfeng, "Old man, what does it matter to you if I kill this brat? Get out of my way!"
His words were laced with murderous intent, clearly indicating he no longer wished to hold back.
Zhang Mingfeng scoffed at him dismissively. With a cold snort that carried undeniable authority, he replied, "To think that a dignified Sovereign Power would attack a junior King—this is truly the style of your Huanhua Sect. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"
His words rang out powerfully, each syllable striking like a hammer against Lu Kuangliang's heart.
Lu Kuangliang felt humiliated and furious but found no retort; he could only intensify his assault. "Anyone you wish to kill is someone I, Zhang Mingfeng, will protect," he continued.
As these words left his mouth, the air seemed to thicken. The clash of spiritual energies between them grew even more intense, but Zhang Mingfeng clearly held the upper hand.
At this moment, Ye Tian was giving it his all, relying on the power of the Sacred Body to struggle against the overwhelming force. His strength was nearly tearing the tent apart, as if he were on the verge of collapse at any second.
Just when it seemed like disaster was imminent, Zhang Mingfeng stepped in at the crucial moment, alleviating Ye Tian's impending loss of control.
Meanwhile, hidden within Ye Tian's Necklace, Su Yanran was stifling her laughter, struggling not to disrupt the tense atmosphere. Unable to hold back any longer, she burst into laughter, teasing, "Kid, I didn’t expect you to have such power. Using it like this—wow, it’s truly impressive!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian's face turned bright red, making it hard to tell whether it was from embarrassment or from the surge of blood due to his intense exertion. He awkwardly mumbled, "Master, can’t you come out and help your disciple? I can barely hold on."
Su Yanran laughed even harder at his words and retorted, "With so many people helping you, I don’t need to step in. Look at those two lovely ladies beside you; they’re worried about you. Their eyes are practically brimming with concern."
Struggling to turn his head, Ye Tian noticed that Xia Qingyan and Ying Ziyi had also regained their composure and were looking at him with expressions full of concern.
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