Buzz!
Lin Dingye’s aura soared to its absolute peak. Waves of qi blasted outwards in every direction. The sword glow he unleashed transformed into a colossal sword that radiated sky-piercing sharpness, slicing the surrounding air into countless fissures as though it would shred space itself.
After several exchanges without managing to kill Li Feng, burning rage filled Lin Dingye’s heart. This time, he was determined to end Li Feng in one strike.
After all, if a peak eighth-layer expert like himself could not swiftly slay an opponent, how could he ever hold his head high in the martial world again?
Thus, he unleashed every last drop of true qi, vowing to cut Li Feng down beneath his sword.
Li Feng’s eyes narrowed, cold killing intent gleaming within them. He neither dodged nor retreated. The ferocious wind whipped his clothes with loud snapping sounds.
“Blade Severing Heaven and Earth!”
Li Feng roared. His sabre swung fiercely, sending a colossal blade glow slashing through the air. It carried boundless blade momentum, merging with the energy of heaven and earth.
Boom!
The instant this blade glow appeared, Li Feng became the blade, and the blade became Li Feng.
Man and blade as one!
At this moment, Li Feng’s strike achieved unity of man and blade. The glow contained a trace of blade momentum.
“What kind of blade art is this?”
The spectators below the stage stared in stunned silence, faces filled with terror.
“This is blade momentum?” A look of disbelief flashed through the eyes of the old man beside the fox youth.
“Blade momentum? What is blade momentum?” The fox youth asked blankly, turning to the old man.
“Only when blade arts are cultivated to the realm of unity between man and blade can one give birth to blade momentum. I never imagined his blade arts had reached such a level that he actually produced blade momentum,” the old man said uneasily. “Young master, the man in the Grim Reaper mask is finished.”
“Is blade momentum truly that powerful?” The fox youth still found it hard to believe.
“Young master, this is a realm that cannot be explained with mere words,” the old man smiled bitterly. “In the entire world, those who possess blade momentum can be counted on one hand. Who would have thought someone so young already grasped it?”
The fox youth’s expression shifted.
Everyone stared fixed at Li Feng, shock rippling through their hearts again and again.
Such a ferocious duel was a rare sight even in this arena. The crowd roared with excitement.
They could scarcely imagine that Li Feng, at merely early eighth layer, could display blade arts of such might, in no way inferior to the peak eighth-layer Lin Dingye.
At this moment, in terms of momentum, he even surpassed Lin Dingye.
Boom!
Carrying terrifying energy, the blade glow smashed ferociously onto Lin Dingye’s sword glow.
The next instant.
A blinding flash erupted. Everyone instinctively shut their eyes.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking explosion followed. Shockwaves shot outwards in all directions. The entire arena trembled as though it might collapse.
Crack!
With a light cracking sound, a fissure appeared on Lin Dingye’s sword glow. Then the cracks spread rapidly.
“Impossible!”
Seeing the damage to his sword glow, disbelief filled Lin Dingye’s eyes. He roared, trying desperately to change the outcome, but it was futile.
Boom!
With an explosive blast, the sword glow shattered completely and vanished without trace. A figure flew backwards through the air.
Pfft!
Lin Dingye spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed onto the stage.
“You…”
Lin Dingye stared fixedly at Li Feng, eyes brimming with disbelief and unwillingness, yet mostly filled with fear and unease.
He had thought accepting this job would be easy money, but he never expected his opponent, this youth in his twenties, to not only possess eighth-layer strength but also far greater offensive power than himself.
He had lost, utterly and completely.
If he had not dodged quickly just now, Li Feng might have cut him in half.
“Will you do it yourself, or shall I help you?” Li Feng asked coldly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he looked at Lin Dingye.
Lin Dingye gazed at Li Feng in terror, then gave a cold laugh. “Want to kill me? Not a cha—”
Before he could finish, Li Feng’s blade descended.
Whoosh!
A piercing sound split the air. A white blade glow rapidly enlarged in Lin Dingye’s pupils…
Splurt!
The glow flashed past. Blood sprayed.
Lin Dingye watched his body grow ever farther away, eyes wide.
He could not understand how an early eighth-layer martial artist like Li Feng could kill him. Had he known, he would never have accepted the tiger-headed youth’s commission, no matter what.
“Anyone who wants to kill me must die,” Li Feng said coldly. He showed no mercy to those who sought his life.
Hearing these words, Lin Dingye closed his eyes filled with intense resentment.
Seeing Lin Dingye’s corpse collapse with a thud, Li Feng let out a quiet breath of relief.
With his strength, his chances of defeating a peak eighth-layer expert like Lin Dingye had not been high. The reasons he succeeded were twofold: first, Lin Dingye had underestimated him and never took his early eighth-layer strength seriously; second, his final strike achieving unity of man and blade had unleashed unprecedented combat power.
“He won!”
“Shura really won! Haha, I’ve made a fortune today!”
“It’s over, it’s over, my money…”
Seeing Li Feng behead Lin Dingye with a single slash, the crowd below displayed a mixture of ecstasy and despair. Yet no matter who they were, shock filled their eyes. Today they had witnessed a battle between two eighth-layer powerhouses.
“He won, he really won!” Ge Ying jumped for joy, grabbing Ge Feng’s hand and bouncing excitedly.
“Yes, he won.” Ge Feng’s expression was complicated. He had always known Li Feng was gifted and strong, but he never imagined that in less than half a month Li Feng could reach the level of slaying a peak eighth-layer expert. At this rate, Li Feng would soon become an innate realm master. Compared to him, the difference was like heaven and earth.
At the same time, Ge Feng secretly rejoiced that he was Li Feng’s friend. Given Li Feng’s trajectory, he would surely become an extraordinary figure in the future. Befriending such a person would benefit both him and the Ge family.
“This is impossible.” The tiger-headed youth stared in utter disbelief. Li Feng had actually killed Lin Dingye. Lin Dingye was a peak eighth-layer expert! How could Li Feng possibly kill him?
Fear and unease flashed through the tiger-headed youth’s eyes. Lin Dingye’s death meant he had lost the gamble again.
“Nothing is impossible under heaven,” Li Feng said as he stepped down from the stage and walked over to the tiger-headed youth, having overheard the words. He gave a cold laugh.
“You…” The tiger-headed youth glared at Li Feng, rage blazing in his eyes.
“Still, thank you for the spirit stone and spiritual weapon today,” Li Feng said with a smile, ignoring the furious youth. He walked to the counter and addressed the old man behind it. “Sir, I’ve come to collect my winnings.”
“Young man, impressive skills,” the old man said, a glint in his eyes. He returned Li Feng’s Foundation Pill, Heavenly Essence Spirit Fruit, and Wind-Thunder Array Talisman, then handed over the tiger-headed youth’s low-grade spirit stone and first-grade spiritual weapon.
“You flatter me,” Li Feng smiled, putting everything away.
“Let’s go redeem our bets,” Li Feng said to Zhong Shuhui and the others who had walked over.
“Yes, right now!” Ge Ying replied, beaming as though she had been the one to defeat Lin Dingye.
Li Feng’s odds had been one-to-one. From his hundred billion stake, after the arena’s ten percent cut, he netted ninety billion. After repaying the one hundred billion principal plus three billion interest he had overdrafted from the association, he still profited eighty-seven billion. After returning the seven billion to the Ge siblings, he was left with eighty billion in hand.
When he had arrived in the underground city, he had only fifty billion. Now not only had he gained thirty billion, he had also obtained a mysterious bead, eight drops of thousand-year ice dew, one Heavenly Essence Spirit Fruit, one Wind-Thunder Array Talisman, one scroll of Divine Control Technique, one low-grade spirit stone, and a first-grade spiritual dagger. Of course there was also the large sabre and a token-like fragment. All he had spent were five Foundation Pills and two fights.
“This trip was truly worth it,” Li Feng thought, a sharp glint in his eyes. Even risking his life repeatedly in the Hundred Thousand Mountains had not yielded rewards this great.
With these treasures, he was confident he could raise his cultivation further. His chances of seizing the Nine Dragons Jade had just grown much greater.
“It’s time for us to leave,” Li Feng said to Zhong Shuhui and the others. Having obtained so much, he was fully satisfied. It was time to depart.
Zhong Shuhui and the other two nodded and followed him towards the exit.
“Stop right there!”
A cold snort rang out.
Li Feng halted and turned. He recognised the voice; it belonged to none other than the tiger-headed youth.
“Is there something else?” Li Feng asked icily. Though he had won many treasures from this youth, the fellow had tried to have him killed, so Li Feng saw no reason to be polite. If the tiger-headed youth dared step into the arena, Li Feng would slaughter him without hesitation. Unfortunately, the youth lacked the courage.
“You think you can just walk away like this?” the tiger-headed youth said, forcing down his fear despite his pale face, taking a deep breath.
“If I don’t walk, what then? Are you inviting me to dinner, or do you want another gamble?” Li Feng’s gaze settled on him as he gave a cold laugh.
“You…” The tiger-headed youth’s expression changed. He had lost both previous gambles with Li Feng. How could he dare gamble again? Thinking of his lost Heavenly Essence Spirit Fruit, Wind-Thunder Array Talisman, spirit stone, and spiritual weapon made his heart ache.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing his fury, the tiger-headed youth asked, “I want to know exactly who you are.”
“You want to know who I am?” Li Feng laughed coldly, letting out a light snort. “You’re not qualified to know. Thanks for the gifts. Farewell.”
With that, Li Feng turned and left. The tiger-headed youth wanted his identity so he could seek revenge outside? Did he take him for a fool?
The tiger-headed youth’s face turned livid with rage, his eyes ice-cold.
