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Chapter 155: Four Great Masters
"City Slaughter Technique."
Meng Han struck again, his Vital Energy merging with the double-edged sword. The sword began to tremble violently, crazily absorbing the Vital Energy from the ground.
Then, as Meng Han unleashed his technique, the double-edged sword transformed into countless blades, all aimed at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked ahead as a dark mass of blades surged toward him, like a sudden downpour enveloping the entire Refined Iron Arena.
There was no escape for Lin Feng.
"Great River Sword Technique."
Lin Feng formed a Sword Point with both hands, for the first time unleashing the astonishing Sword Technique created by Sword Saint Lin Bai.
Endless Vital Energy surged forth, coalescing into an immense river. The river flowed around Lin Feng's body like a water dragon, creating a vortex effect.
"Lin Bai's Great River Sword Technique; this person is indeed Lin Bai's direct disciple," Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect remarked solemnly.
Elder Mu Shan Qing of Fire Departure Sect watched the Great River Sword Technique with concern. "The Sword Saint has not interfered in worldly affairs for many years; I didn't expect him to start managing matters in Solitary Moon City."
Fire Departure Sect had already become the leading sect in Yang Prefecture. The combined disciples of the other two major sects in Yang Prefecture, Solitary Moon City and Flowing Cloud Sect, did not surpass those of Fire Departure Sect.
If the Sword Saint intended to revitalize Solitary Moon City, it would be unfortunate for Fire Departure Sect.
The name Sword Saint Lin Bai resonated powerfully throughout the Nine Provinces, his strength unmatched.
In an instant, countless blades of condensed Vital Energy descended upon the swirling Great River surrounding Lin Feng.
Thunderous Roar...
The terrifying, continuous sound of explosions echoed relentlessly. The violent aftershocks of the blasts radiated outward in waves, striking against the defenses of the Refined Iron Arena, once again reverberating with the Thunderous Roar.
The defensive formation above the Refined Iron Arena shone with an intense brilliance, its power reaching its peak. It swayed like a willow leaf in the wind, seemingly struggling to hold firm.
The matches in the other three Arenas had temporarily halted. Everyone turned their attention to this place. Due to the rare awakening of the Ninth-Grade Treasure in the hands of the Fate Realization cultivator Walker, today's competition had directly surpassed Fate Realization and entered the realm of Enlightenment.
"Indeed, two dark horses. With such strength, either one has a chance to place in the top three."
"Sword Saint Lin Bai is truly a legendary figure. His direct disciple is only at the mid-stage of Fate Realization, yet he can already contend with Peak Experts of the Destiny Realm. If his cultivation reached the pinnacle of Fate Realization, how terrifying would that be?"
"A strong general has no weak soldiers. In this regard, Lin Feng is not a true dark horse; after all, he has an extraordinary background. Instead, that Lone Cultivator Disciple is even more astonishing."
Many disciples began to discuss among themselves.
Not far away, He Rongsheng paused his match and looked toward Lin Feng with confusion. With his strength, he still couldn't fully awaken the essence within the Ninth-Grade Treasure. But why could Lin Feng? And what about that nameless Loose Cultivator?
He needed to reclaim his honor. The Sky Sword could only embody a proud and fearless Sword Intent.
The vast Refined Iron Arena was covered in a dazzling display of sword light. The Fate Realization cultivator Walker could no longer see the battles within. Only He Rongsheng was an exception; as the Eye of Destiny, he could see through illusions.
Lin Miaomiao could only sense fluctuations in Vital Energy to discern Lin Feng's victory or defeat.
The Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect observed the ongoing match and spoke again: "Lin Feng ultimately lacks some foundation and can only choose defense. If it were Lin Bai from back then, with a swing of his sword, he would shatter all sword lights and shadows."
The Great River Sword Technique that Lin Feng executed differed greatly from that of the Sword Saint. The Sword Saint's Great River Sword Technique emphasized offense—pushing forward with a roaring momentum that swept away all obstacles. In contrast, Lin Feng focused on defense.
He infused his Indomitable Sword Intent into the Great River Sword Technique for full defensive effort. After all, his foundation was not as solid as Meng Han's. The attacking side consumed more Vital Energy than the defending side.
Gaojing, Medicine King Pavilion.
The two Grandmasters from the Guan Family and Xiao Mi had just revealed their Divine Techniques. A sword surged into the midst of their Divine Abilities. This sword appeared somewhat ordinary, resembling a typical Iron Sword forged in a blacksmith's shop. However, it was large, long, and heavy, almost as wide as a woman's slender waist.
This broad sword swung out, creating two massive waves. These waves merged with the music from the Guan Family, effortlessly crushing the rainwater daggers that Xiao Mi had conjured.
The large Iron Sword vanished, and a new figure appeared within the Medicine King Pavilion. She was not tall, standing quietly between the Guan Family and Xiao Mi.
Xiao Mi turned to look at her. She saw someone proud and aloof, seemingly detached from the world.
As the second Divine General of the Demon Clan and the youngest Divine General among them, Xiao Mi already held an air of immense pride. Yet this person did not fall short of her own arrogance in the slightest.
Xiao Mi paused, her lips moving slightly as she said, “Master Qi?”
Before Qi Wan'er could respond, Xiao Mi continued, “Such a sharp swordsmanship can only belong to Qijian Pavilion. With a few Broken Swords, do they dare come to Gaojing? Aren't they afraid of being exterminated?”
Qi Wan'er looked at Xiao Mi, her expression calm as she replied, “You hold the title of Second Demon General yet you force a merchant lady into a corner. Aren't you ashamed?”
“Is she merely a merchant lady?”
Xiao Mi scoffed coldly and added, “I am quite curious to know what could be so alluring that it brings you two together.”
“Like-minded interests; we are all just weak women after all. If Master Xiao is willing, you are most welcome,” Guan Family said with a smile.
Xiao Mi responded, “If you are willing to share clues about Master's Secret Realm, I would certainly be more than happy.”
At this remark, both Guan Family and Qi Wan'er paused for a moment in surprise. It seemed that news had already spread far and wide.
Guan Family smiled quietly and said, “If the two Grandmasters have matters to discuss, please move to another place. With two Grandmasters here, my Medicine King Pavilion cannot conduct business today.”
“Master Xiao, let’s discuss this further at sea. Please.”
"Alright."
Two figures soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the vast ocean outside Gaojing. Xiao Mi lightly stepped onto the back of a Great White Shark, while Qi Wan'er hovered in midair.
Neither of them was suited to appear in the bustling areas of Gaojing. Only in the ocean could they retreat or advance in case of unexpected situations.
"Master Qi, are you about to reveal the Master's Secret Realm?" Xiao Mi asked calmly.
Qi Wan'er replied, "That depends on whether Master Xiao's blade is fast enough."
Xiao Mi said, "It is said that after Sword Saint Lin Bai, you are the strongest sword in the world. I've been eager to experience your skill. Fighting for no reason seems pointless; why not add some stakes?"
"I would like to hear more," Qi Wan'er responded.
"Today, if I lose, my ties with the Medicine King Pavilion will be severed. But if I win, I want clues about Shishu," Xiao Mi stated seriously.
"Master Xiao, please," Qi Wan'er extended her right hand.
Xiao Mi gently pushed forward with one palm. The turbulent sea surface before them began to part.
With one strike, he severed the current.
Then, a swirl of azure light rose from the depths of the ocean. Upon closer inspection, a blade lay hidden beneath the waves, now revealed and resting in Xiao Mi's hand.
With the blade in hand, the seawater rejoined.
Xiao Mi held his sword and looked at Qi Wan'er. "My blade is ready; where is your sword?"
"My sword? You just saw it. Prepare to receive my falling strike."
Qi Wan'er was finished, and Xiao Mi sensed something, unable to resist looking up at the void above. At the end of the emptiness, there were clouds. That was the realm below Master Realm, a place that could never be seen clearly by any Walker.
A sword that appeared somewhat ordinary yet was exceptionally wide lay atop the clouds, gradually absorbing the power of the stars.
“The Falling Cloud Sword, though it looks different from its name,” Xiao Mi tightly gripped her blade, gazing at the Falling Cloud Sword above her.
The Falling Cloud Sword. The Nine-Tripod Treasure, within which the Sword Intent awakened at this moment, reaching a frenzied momentum. The Falling Cloud Sword trembled slightly, shattering the white clouds within a ten-mile radius. Then, inverted, it fell downwards.
The speed of the sword was so fast that it ignited bright, scorching flames. It looked like a meteor plummeting from the sky.
The Sea Surface roared with howling winds. The sea churned violently.
“A fine sword indeed.”
Xiao Mi exclaimed in genuine admiration. At the same time, she dispersed all her Cultivation, merging into the sea beneath her. The seawater surged wildly in an instant. Then, within a ten-mile radius, the seawater suddenly detached from the ocean and rose into the air. The seabed revealed itself to everyone’s eyes, along with a multitude of seaweed and marine life.
So much seawater condensed into a hand. This hand grasped Xiao Mi's blade.
Xiao Mi looked up at the sky and raised her right hand to throw a punch.
The hand formed from the condensed seawater shot out instantly while holding Xiao Mi's blade. Its momentum was no less than that of the wide sword falling from the Void.
Two blazing masses of fire, one red and one blue, approached with meteor-like speed. Such a magnificent scene could not go unnoticed.
Throughout Gaojing, all Enlightenment Realm Walkers raised their heads to look at these two fiery masses.
Even at the competition site of the Azure Cloud Sect, all seasoned Walkers, who were not participating in the battle, turned their attention to these two fiery masses. The younger generation of Walkers focused on the clash between Lin Feng and Meng Han’s swords.
These two fiery masses contained the strongest strike from the Master Realm. Such a battle had not been witnessed in Gaojing for a long time.
In the entire Gaojing and among the few top practitioners above the Enlightenment Realm, the two streams of light, one red and one blue, finally met.
Boom...
An indescribable loud noise caused the entire Gaojing to tremble. Cold Rain appeared just in time, organizing a large number of high-ranking Xuanjia practitioners from the Enlightenment Walker to form a defensive formation, fully isolating this battlefield.
If it weren't for this, the clash between these two Grandmaster-level fighters would have surely turned Gaojing into a river of blood.
As the two Grandmasters engaged in their fierce battle, in the distance at River Noodle, a graceful Peerless Woman appeared without anyone noticing. She was Cold Rain.
After Lin Bai's Jiuzhou Gathering Conference, only four Peerless Women had emerged, and now they had all become Grandmasters. Today marked the first time these four gathered in Gaojing.
The Guan Family quietly watched the duel between the two and said, "Cold Rain has indeed come. You follow my instructions and arrange everything quickly."
"Understood." The Bamboo Elder replied before hurriedly leaving.
(To be continued...)
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