Drip, drip—
Raindrops began to fall.
Chu Feng stepped onto the platform. Just as the red-robed official’s voice rang out again, a young man also ascended the stage.
The spectators around them couldn’t help but exclaim when they saw the youth.
“That’s Li Yuanwu! That guy’s a total maniac!”
“Tsk tsk, looks like the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect guy is going to lose. He might even leave with a few limbs missing.”
“No way, right? This is the imperial capital.”
“Why not? Last time at Heaven Fire Gate, Li Yuanwu almost crippled someone.”
Li Yuanwu, holding a black staff, walked up and stopped not far from Chu Feng.
“What’s your name? I, Li Yuanwu, don’t fight nameless nobodies!”
Whoa, pretty arrogant.
Chu Feng raised an eyebrow.
“Chu Feng.”
“Good! Chu Feng, I’ll remember that….for now. Whether I’ll remember you after today depends on how many moves you can withstand from me.”
Whoosh—
The rain started to pour harder.
“Alright, place your bets! Who are you backing?”
“Come on, is that even a question? I’m going all-in on Li Yuanwu!”
“Same here! All in!”
“No way gamblers would lose every time. I’m betting on Li Yuanwu too!”
The noise from the spectators didn’t affect the two young men standing on the platform.
Chu Feng locked eyes with Li Yuanwu and summoned Little White. It looked like this match… was going to be a tough one!
As the sound of a gong rang out, the entire arena fell silent.
“Begin!”
Crack—
A blinding bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and so did a flash of sword light.
Boom—
A sharp sound burst beneath Chu Feng’s feet as he dashed straight toward Li Yuanwu. The opponent wielded a long staff, while he held a sword. Longer reach meant more power, and at range, he had no advantage. His only choice was to close the distance!
Chu Feng gripped his sword in one hand and thrust it toward Li Yuanwu.
“Hmph!”
Li Yuanwu remained calm, tightened his grip on the black staff, and spun around with a sweeping strike.
Clang!!!
The sound of metal crashing rang out.
Chu Feng’s face flushed red in an instant. What terrifying strength! If it hadn’t been for the body-tempering medicine his Senior Sister Yuyan had prepared for him yesterday, he might not have blocked that blow.
Seeing this, Li Yuanwu grinned. “Didn’t expect you to block that. But it’s not over yet!”
“Hraah!”
Veins bulged on Li Yuanwu’s forehead.
In the next moment, Chu Feng felt an overwhelming force rushing at him.
Can’t take that head-on!
Chu Feng twisted his body to the side, barely dodging, and then struck back with a sword slash.
However, to Chu Feng’s surprise, Li Yuanwu didn’t try to dodge. Instead, he prepared to take the sword strike head-on.
With a twist of his wrist, Li Yuanwu instantly adjusted the direction of his black staff.
Before Chu Feng’s sword could land, a sharp whooshing sound pierced the air by his ear.
Not good!
Just as Chu Feng bent down to dodge, a whip-like kick came flying at him.
Bang—
Chu Feng’s body was sent flying nearly ten meters before he finally came to a stop.
“Good!”
Cheers erupted from the direction of the Flowing Cloud Sect.
Junior Brother!
Seeing Chu Feng’s figure thrown through the air, Bai Yuyan clenched her delicate hand tightly.
Whoosh!
Zhao Shoucheng immediately jumped to his feet.
It’s over! Let’s just hope this little ancestor isn’t hurt!
If Her Majesty finds out, I’m done for!
Zhao Shoucheng was so anxious, he wished he could jump in and fight in his place.
Li Yuanwu looked at Chu Feng, whose face was shifting between red and pale, and said, “You’ve got a decent physique, but still a bit lacking compared to me. I, Li Yuanwu, started tempering my body at the age of three. I’ve tried nearly every kind of precious medicinal bath there is. It’s been over a decade now. I dare say….among first-rank cultivators, it’s rare to find anyone with a stronger body than mine!”
At that moment, the blood and qi in Chu Feng’s body were surging uncontrollably, and he couldn’t help but let out a muffled cough.
After taking a few breaths, Chu Feng slowly stood up and looked toward Li Yuanwu.
“Heh! You talk too much!”
Hasn’t anyone told you the saying? Villains always die because they talk too much!
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng channeled his true qi into Little Bai, and the sword let out a sharp hum.
His eyes locked tightly onto Li Yuanwu, and in the next instant, his figure flashed forward again, cold light gleaming as the sword edge cut through the curtain of rain.
Li Yuanwu still chose not to dodge and instead swept his black staff straight across.
Having experienced Li Yuanwu’s terrifying strength just moments ago, Chu Feng had no intention of meeting force with force again.
At that moment, he recalled a movement technique his master had taught him during training.
In the next instant, Chu Feng darted forward again.
With his true qi flowing, Chu Feng moved like a swimming dragon, skillfully evading the black staff.
Zheng—
A sharp sword cry rang out as Chu Feng infused his blade with true qi, and in a flash, a blast of sword energy shot forth.
At such close range, Li Yuanwu had no time to dodge.
Ssssh—
Li Yuanwu’s clothes were torn open, and a wound appeared across his chest.
“Good!”
This time, cheers erupted from the direction of the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect.
Seeing this, Bai Yuyan finally let out a breath of relief.
“Good!”
Even Zhao Shoucheng couldn’t help but stand up and applaud.
Swish, swish, swish!
All around, officials and elders from both sects turned their heads sharply toward Zhao Shoucheng.
Uh…
Zhao Shoucheng froze for a moment, then clenched his fist and let out a few coughs.
“Ahem! That was an excellent exchange!”
On the elevated platform—
Feeling the sting in his chest, Li Yuanwu’s expression darkened as he gripped his black staff tightly.
Chu Feng also tightened his grip on his sword, unleashing wave after wave of sword energy.
Bang, bang, bang—
Sparks flew as sword light clashed with staff shadows. At this moment, no one could have expected that this previously unknown Chu Feng from the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect would be able to hold his own for so long against Li Yuanwu of the Flowing Cloud Sect.
The black staff swept past Chu Feng, carrying a powerful gust of wind, but thanks to his movement technique, he was barely managing to keep up.
Thank you, Master, for teaching me this movement technique!
Li Yuanwu glared at the agile Chu Feng, unable to shake him off or create any distance between them.
At such close range, Chu Feng’s sword was extremely dangerous to Li Yuanwu.
Li Yuanwu was puzzled. What kind of sword was this, able to match his black staff forged from cold iron, even faintly gaining the upper hand?
His eyes locked onto the longsword in Chu Feng’s hand. It looked familiar… That’s it. The Moonlight Sword Fairy’s personal weapon!
Just as Chu Feng dodged another strike and was preparing to gauge Li Yuanwu’s next move, he noticed a momentary hesitation in his opponent.
A perfect opening!
Chu Feng swiftly reversed his grip and swept his sword sideways, sending a crescent-shaped wave of sword energy crashing into Li Yuanwu’s staff, knocking it aside.
Without pause, Chu Feng stamped down hard on the ground, channeling true qi into his left fist and throwing a powerful punch.
Boom—
Li Yuanwu staggered back dozens of steps before regaining his balance.
That single punch from Chu Feng had forced him all the way to the edge of the platform.
“Haha! That’s the spirit! Come on, let’s go another—huh?”
Before he could finish, Li Yuanwu suddenly sensed a surge of intense true qi emanating from Chu Feng’s sword.
Having just forced Li Yuanwu to the brink of the platform, Chu Feng didn’t hesitate. He poured all his remaining true qi into the White Sword in his hand.
That’s right….what he was about to unleash was his signature technique: “Three Breaths Sword Draw to End the Fight”!
“It’s over!”
With those words, Chu Feng slashed forward!
Boom—
A massive wave of sword energy surged straight toward Li Yuanwu.
Chu Feng’s sword strike sent dust billowing across the entire platform.
Fortunately, it was raining, so the dust would likely settle soon.
“What happened? What happened? Is Li Yuanwu okay?”
“Holy crap, was that really the power of a first-rank cultivator?!”
In the stands, all eyes turned to the elevated platform.
If Li Yuanwu won, it’d be a night of wild celebration!
If Chu Feng won, everyone would be gathering on the rooftop to cheer!
On the platform, Chu Feng leaned on Little Bai like a crutch. If not for it, he would have collapsed already.
As the dust fully cleared, only one figure remained standing on the platform.
Victory!
Chu Feng’s eyes widened.
At that moment, Li Yuanwu was lying below the platform, his clothes tattered, his energy completely depleted.
Thud!
Chu Feng finally allowed himself to collapse.
Right then, the rain stopped.
As a rainbow appeared in the sky, Chu Feng grinned.
He hadn’t expected it, but he had really won!
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