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It was indeed Ye Feng, who was using the alias Zhou Jun, that saved Wang Qin. In fact, long before Leihong unexpectedly defeated Leng Wei, Ye Feng had already rushed back. However, the situation at the scene was not optimistic, and he could not make his presence known immediately; otherwise, it would only escalate the conflict.
He truly did not expect that the more than twenty teams surrounding the base were all targeting the Demon Squad. The severity of the situation was beyond his expectations. In his impression, there should only be six or seven teams offended by the Demon Squad.
"It's Captain Zhou! The captain is back!" Bai Jing shouted excitedly.
The members of the Demon Squad were invigorated; that extremely strange sword light seemed capable of piercing through the void. Who but Ye Feng could wield such power?
"Zhou Jun, I can't believe he really made it back! That sword light just now was definitely released by him. Why was there no warning at all? It appeared out of nowhere at Feng Jia's neck," the Trial Disciples outside the base discussed among themselves. The sword light had struck like a ghostly attack, sending chills down their spines.
It was only because Feng Jia was experienced and strong enough that he could react in time; anyone else present would likely have fallen victim to it.
"Another one of those sword lights," Young Master Xiang said with some frustration. His Dragon Soaring Squad had been defeated by Ye Feng alone. That elusive sword light had forced them into a position where they had no means of resistance and had to surrender despite having a significant advantage.
"Should we retreat? After all, this guy is too strong. The assessment is about to be completed; we shouldn't take unnecessary risks for a few points," someone suggested hesitantly.
"What are we afraid of? There are so many of us; can he really kill us all?"
"That's hard to say. Who knows how many of those sword lights he can unleash? I certainly can't block them."
Those refusing to leave were mostly teams that had not yet confronted the Demon Squad. However, seven teams, including Dragon Soar and Courage, were quite wary of him because they had personally experienced that terrifying feeling of being hunted.
Ye Feng expanded his consciousness and observed his surroundings, quickly formulating a plan. Without further hesitation, he stepped out from the dense forest.
As Ye Feng suddenly emerged from the forest, he quickly drew everyone's attention around him.
Feng Jia turned his head, his face filled with frost, looking towards the direction where Ye Feng had appeared. The two were a hundred feet apart, gazing at each other from a distance.
"You really came back, just in time. I didn't come here for nothing; I've wanted to meet you for a while now and see if you're as formidable as the rumors say!" Feng Jia's expression was grim. The strange sword light from earlier had nearly caught him off guard, and now Ye Feng was exerting even greater pressure on him. He always felt that Ye Feng was too mysterious, so much so that he couldn't fathom him with ordinary reasoning.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time too." Ye Feng looked around and noticed countless fiery gazes focused on him. He immediately understood that in this battle, he had to win, and he needed to win spectacularly.
He had to admit that Feng Jia was very strong. If it were the version of himself from the Qiu Yang Secret Realm, he might not have easily defeated him.
"Come on!" Known for his defensive counterattacks, Feng Jia was eager to win beautifully. He couldn't wait to channel all his Vital Energy, determined to suppress Ye Feng in terms of cultivation level.
Feng Jia raised his sword high, and his entire body shone with golden light like a tornado, transforming into a massive golden wave that swept towards Ye Feng.
The golden tornado wave was entirely composed of Golden Elemental Force. The richness of Feng Jia's Vital Energy left everyone astonished, while the strange sword light hidden within the wind and waves flickered in and out of visibility, numbering in the hundreds.
The attack power of the Golden Elemental Force was self-evident. Ye Feng did not dare to underestimate it; he executed the Wind Treading Step and retreated several steps. Drawing his long sword from his waist, he slashed out a few times, effortlessly splitting the incoming golden tornado waves apart.
Bang! Bang!
Each strike seemed casual but unerringly pierced through the weak points of this Martial Technique, making it extremely uncomfortable for Feng Jia.
The golden tornado waves instantly collapsed into countless star-like points. Ye Feng didn't even need to use a Martial Technique; he easily shattered this move. In terms of swordsmanship and control over Vital Energy, Feng Jia was completely defeated.
"Strange, Feng Jia is known for his defense and finding weaknesses; why is he taking the initiative to attack? Isn't attacking supposed to be his weak point?" Wang Qin, who was watching from the side, frowned and said.
"It seems you know quite a bit about Feng Jia. I estimate that he chose to attack simply to avoid being suppressed by Zhou Jun's momentum, allowing him to strike without hesitation. After all, Zhou Jun's attacking style is too peculiar, and even Feng Jia lacks complete confidence," Leihong pondered for a moment and found a somewhat reasonable explanation.
Ye Feng, having gained the upper hand, naturally did not hold back. Utilizing the Wind Treading Step, he immediately began his counterattack, swinging his Lingfeng Sword repeatedly. However, he would not easily unleash the Light Splitting Sword Technique until Feng Jia revealed his ultimate skills. At this moment, every strike of the Lingfeng Sword was executed with full force, appearing heavy and powerful, filled with explosive energy. Thus, the sword light lacked any subtlety; each beam resembled a thick rope of light, showcasing an astonishing offensive.
"This sword light is completely different from what he displayed earlier. Could it be that this kid is hiding his true strength?" Transitioning from defense to offense was Feng Jia's strong suit. Although Ye Feng's attacks were extremely fierce and deviated from the external rumors about his fighting style—almost lethal with every move—Feng Jia managed to hold on.
If it weren't for Feng Jia's usual training focusing on defensive counterattacks, he might have already succumbed to the first three rounds of attacks. Even so, he still found it incredibly challenging to block them. If it weren't for his Vital Energy being slightly thicker than Ye Feng's, he might have struggled even to hold onto his Silver Sword.
As he found himself gradually trapped in a dire situation, Feng Jia could not detect any weaknesses in Ye Feng's sword techniques because Ye Feng's strikes were too casual—so casual that they seemed almost improvised. There appeared to be vulnerabilities everywhere, yet there were none at all. It was purely a matter of utilizing his Vital Energy to slash up and down without any discernible pattern.
"Spiral Counterattack!" In desperation, Feng Jia shouted and unleashed his renowned defensive martial technique.
With that roar, more Golden Vital Energy surged forth. By continuously wielding his silver long sword, he formed a Light Shield composed of sword qi made from Golden Vital Energy in front of him. The Light Shield was thick and solid, generated by intertwining sword qi and Vital Energy in a spiral manner. Just as it coalesced, Ye Feng's horizontal slash came sweeping through the air.
Clang!
As the sword light as thick as a barrel struck the spiral Light Shield, it was immediately entangled by the rotating sword qi and Vital Energy. At the same time, Ye Feng felt as if his Lingfeng Sword had sunk into a quagmire; he could neither advance nor retreat.
"Trapped in my Spiral Counterattack, do you think you can still keep your sword?" Feng Jia sneered. The earlier retreat had caused him to lose face in front of everyone; now that he had finally ensnared Ye Feng, he certainly would not let him off easily.
Suddenly shaking his wrist, the Light Shield formed by Spiral Sword Qi instantly rebounded, spiraling up along Ye Feng's right hand holding the sword and sweeping toward him entirely.
The exploding Spiral Sword Qi surged forth like floodwaters breaching a dam, overwhelming everything in its path with an astonishing offensive that completely enveloped Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's figure completely vanished, and the place he once occupied was entirely engulfed by the raging Spiral Sword Qi.
"He's hit!"
"At this rate, even the Rescue Disciples won't be able to come to his aid. What a pity; it is said that he had seven chances for rescue!"
"Those Rescue Disciples haven't shown up yet; they must be too scared to move."
While everyone marveled, they couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. After all, Ye Feng was a genius who had passed the Talent Assessment seven times, and it was unexpected that he wouldn't even get to use a single chance for rescue before being killed by Feng Jia.
"Isn't Feng Jia being a bit too ruthless? They didn't have any deep-seated grudges," someone muttered.
"That's just his style. He retaliates with Thunder Counterattack at the slightest offense. His temperament is extremely small; he holds grudges easily. We should keep our distance from him in the future."
Aside from the members of the Demon Hunting Squad, there were almost no cheers around. Many of those present had been defeated by Ye Feng, and every time he could have killed them, he deliberately left them a glimmer of hope for the Rescue Disciples to intervene. In their eyes, that spirit and magnanimity were something Feng Jia could never compare to.
"Hahaha, if you dare to offend me, Feng Jia, you should have expected this outcome!" The Spiral Sword Qi did not dissipate, but Feng Jia was fully confident in his strongest Martial Technique, convinced that Ye Feng could not possibly survive such a level of counterattack.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the members of the Demon Squad were struggling to rush forward to help but were firmly blocked by Bai Jing at their base.
"Trust the captain; he's not so easy to deal with!"
"But under this kind of assault, no one can survive!" Wang Qin shouted through tears.
"When you said that no one could unleash such an unbelievable sword light!" Bai Jing forced a smile. Although he felt something was amiss, he could not believe that Ye Feng would easily die at Feng Jia's hands.
As for the hidden Rescue Disciples, apart from Lu Yu, they all wore expressions of terror. They had all received orders from above to pay close attention to Ye Feng during the trial.
"Is he really dead?" the Beautiful Young Girl stammered. "You are the chief Rescue Disciple of the Demon Squad, and you aren't worried at all."
"He hasn't died; why should I be worried?" Lu Yu replied with a faint smile. "The good show is yet to come. Didn't you notice that the Lingfeng Sword on the ground has suddenly disappeared?"
The Beautiful Young Girl was taken aback by his words and quickly looked up.
Just as Lu Yu had said, the Lingfeng Sword, which had been trapped in the spiral Light Shield, had vanished from its original spot.
"You celebrated too early!" To everyone's surprise, Ye Feng's voice came from behind Feng Jia, far from where he was supposed to have 'died.'
With a sword in his right hand, his clothes fluttering in the wind, he remained motionless for a moment before swinging his sword to unleash a streak of sword light.
"You actually escaped; how is that possible?" Feng Jia's features twisted in disbelief, his face contorted with rage as he swung his Silver Sword in a circular motion, attempting to use the same trick again.
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