Chapter 309: Dominance on the Battlefield! (4 more)

"Chasing Lightning Movement Technique!"The length of the Sword Fighting Platform was only about two hundred zhangs, and Zhu Xun circled around Ling Feng. With his speed, to keep breaking through without defense, it would take less than ten breaths!

Moreover, according to his calculations, even if Ling Feng realized he had been bypassed and started to defend again, it would also take about twelve breaths.

In those two breaths’ time, it would be enough for him to defeat a Flag Guard with little combat strength and, incidentally, chop down the opponent’s Dragon Slayer Flag.

"Hmm, the match is already over!"

Zhu Xun burst into laughter, as the sword move was already brewing in mid-air, and the sword edge began to emit a domineering Sword Qi.

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, Zhu Xun heard a cold voice near his ear, tinged with a mocking tone.

"You... you..."

Zhu Xun was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, "How is it possible, how can you still accelerate?"

Zhu Xun simply couldn’t understand. Ling Feng was just an East Courtyard Yellow Character Disciple, and even breaking the heavens, it was already a Heavenly Resistance for him to have obtained a Xuan Rank movement technique.

And his own movement technique was also of a Xuan Rank High Level; theoretically, Ling Feng’s speed should not be so much faster than his.

But Ling Feng’s movement technique was, to his dismay, of Earth Rank!

Based solely on this point, Zhu Xun’s decision to confront Ling Feng directly was the most foolish act.

"Acceleration?" Ling Feng said with a faint smile, "I am only using thirty percent of my speed. What about you? Have you reached your limit?"

Zhu Xun’s eyelids twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth, releasing his sword move, "Enough talk, get out of my way!"

Buzz!

Forty-six meridians opened simultaneously, a determined glint in Zhu Xun’s eyes.

No matter what, he absolutely couldn’t let this guy stop him.

"Your swordsmanship isn’t bad, but unfortunately, it’s not fully developed!"

Ling Feng’s eyes gathered the Heavenly Dao Divine Patterns as Zhu Xun’s hurried sword strikes were full of flaws. Ling Feng didn’t even need to use swordsmanship; he just used Basic Swordsmanship to dissolve Zhu Xun’s power and then, with an elbow strike, heavily bombarded his abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Zhu Xun was struck so hard that he vomited and lay curled up on the ground, unable to move like a shrimp.

That punch had directly sealed his acupoint, and he would need at least half an hour to recover his ability to move.

By defeating the Fast Swordsman, it was equivalent to breaking the opponent’s weapon. Consequently, the attack of the opposition became quite passive.

"Zhu Xun!"

"Damn it!"

The members of North Courtyard Team 2 roared, unaware of Zhu Xun’s condition, so they didn’t switch team members immediately. Instead, they chose to explode into battle within the Flag Guarding Zone with Gong Cheng and several others.

"Damn, they took down a member of the opposing team in one move? That guy’s speed and strength are too insane, right?"

"No wonder as soon as he entered the fray, the East Courtyard Sword Team seemed to take a heart tonic; he is indeed very strong, terrifyingly strong!"

"This fight is just beginning. To defeat North Courtyard Team 2 is still quite far off! Yang Zhan is not a vegetarian!"

The spectator stands were boiling.

As soon as Ling Feng entered the battle, the situation was almost immediately reversed.

His dominance on the battlefield was simply awe-inspiring.

"Unbeatably strong!"

"The Chief is indeed the Chief!"

The East Courtyard Yellow Character Disciples who came to watch the match almost all stood up, waving flags and cheering for Ling Feng.

This is their Yellow Character Disciple’s Chief, after all. When have the Yellow Character Disciples ever been so impressive? Hahaha...

"Haha, that’s our boss, Sister. Would you like me to tell you about Brother Ling’s story? My name is Feng Mo."

Feng Mo, this guy, whenever he gets the chance, immediately starts thinking about picking up girls...

"Wow... so amazing!" Qin Wanwan was completely astonished.

In her eyes, those unapproachable A-class Disciples were actually defeated by Ling Feng with a single punch...

How far against the heavens was this guy going to go?

Equally stunned was Lin Xian’er, who had rushed over with Ling Feng.

She realized why the captain of the East Courtyard Sword Team wanted to recruit Ling Feng into the Sword Team.

He might really be able to save the East Courtyard Sword Team!

"Terrifying! That dummy’s strength..." Qiaoqiao sat dumbfounded in her seat, remembering the first time she met Ling Feng, who was just a little boy in the Qi Condensation Realm; in less than half a year, he had become strong enough to thrash an average A-class Disciple!

"He’s definitely at the level of the first team members!" Yue Yunlan’s eyes sparkled with amazement, and then she revealed a slight smile, "Perhaps this time, it will be the East Courtyard that will have the final showdown with our Central Courtyard Sword Team."

"No way, Miss? This is just North Court Team 2, after all. North Courtyard Team 1 is more than ten times stronger than Team 2, and there are several masters of Goo Tengfeng’s caliber."

"We still have half an hour, don’t we?" Yue Yunlan smiled gracefully, "Half an hour ago, did you imagine Young Master Ling would become so strong?"

"This... that’s true..." Qiaoqiao blinked, turning to look at Yue Yunlan, "Miss, do you really hope to face Ling Feng on the Sword Fighting Platform?"

"My man must be stronger than me!" Yue Yunlan blurted out.

"Oh!" Qiaoqiao suddenly realized and pointed at Yue Yunlan, laughing, "Miss, so... hehehe, I get it, but you said it yourself!"

Yue Yunlan’s face turned red, "It’s not what you think."

"Pfft!" Qiaoqiao leaned into Yue Yunlan’s ear and whispered softly, "Your face is as red as a monkey’s butt!"

Yue Yunlan hurriedly touched her cheek, which was indeed burning hot, and her eyes became a bit resentful as she fell silent.

"Haha, well done, Brother Ling. Keeping it real without much talk! Go for it, Brother Ling. Win this match, and I’ll give you those collectible editions!"

Yuu Sixian, that sleazy guy, actually started yelling without any regard to the countless spectators around him, completely shameless.

Goo Tengfeng’s forehead darkened with anger, and he kicked him to the ground with one foot.

Now that they had Ling Feng and Lee Bufan join, this guy could permanently sit on the bench. Might as well kick him to death!

Lee Bufan, however, remained silent on the side, but the look in his eyes revealed his intense unwillingness. Follow current novels on ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet

Goo Tengfeng noticed this and nodded to himself.

That’s the look!

As long as Lee Bufan remembered the feeling of today, he would rapidly transform into a qualified Swordman, becoming one of the overlords of the Sword Fighting Platform!

On the Sword Fighting Platform.

"Fifty breaths have passed!"

Yang Zhan clenched his fists, anger in his eyes. For a full fifty breaths, Zhu Xun lay on the Sword Fighting Platform, motionless, clearly having lost the ability to continue fighting.

The members of the East Courtyard Sword Team also pressed forward step by step, their attack and defense zone had been completely overrun!

However, Yang Zhan could not understand how a martial artist of the Sixteenth Meridian could unleash such terrifying power, knocking out a high-level practicioner of the Forty-Sixth Meridian with a single punch!

Was this guy really human?

Of course, he didn’t know that Ling Feng’s Eight Desolate Body Refining had already achieved the first phase called "Mountain Shattering Transformation," his physical brute force was enough to smash a fourth-rank high-level Demon with a single punch!

Zhu Xun was indeed of the Forty-Sixth Meridian, but could his physical body be stronger than a fourth-rank Demon?

The answer to this was obviously no!