Before Chu Feng could make a move, Linghu Hongfei struck first.
He spread his arms, palms facing Chu Feng.
Swish
With a flick of his fingers, a burst of martial force shot from his hand, expanding rapidly. In the blink of an eye, what started as a sliver the size of a fingernail grew into a colossal entity hundreds of metres long, transforming into a massive sword.
The sword sliced through the air, shaking the heavens and earth as it hurtled toward Chu Feng.
This martial sword wasn’t ordinary force—it was a martial skill.
Though not among the most devastating techniques, it was far from negligible.
Yet, faced with this onslaught, Chu Feng didn’t even flinch. With a wave of his arm, the black energy swirled like a shield, moving with his motion.
*Boom!*
With a muffled thud, the incoming martial sword was knocked aside, shattering in midair.
“Impressive! That power—it’s at least Third Rank Venerable.”
“Such combat strength is extraordinary. Even a Third Rank Venerable’s power couldn’t so easily deflect Linghu Hongfei’s attack. After all, that wasn’t mere force—it was a martial skill.”
Chu Feng’s move made many in the crowd gasp.
His performance continued to reshape their perceptions of him.
“World Spirit power?” Linghu Hongfei asked Chu Feng.
“Feel it for yourself,” Chu Feng replied.
As his voice sounded, he vanished. When he reappeared, he was already before Linghu Hongfei.
At that moment, the black energy enveloped Chu Feng like armour, covering even his face, leaving only his piercing eyes, brimming with battle intent.
*Swish—*
Chu Feng launched his attack. As he did, a black spear materialised in his hand.
The spear thrust forward with blinding speed, aimed straight at Linghu Hongfei’s chest.
Chu Feng’s movements were lightning-fast, executed in one fluid motion—near perfection. Such a surprise attack would likely have hit anyone else.
But Chu Feng’s opponent was Linghu Hongfei.
As if anticipating the strike, Linghu Hongfei twisted his body the moment Chu Feng appeared, effortlessly dodging the thrust to his chest.
Then, with a leap, Linghu Hongfei soared into the air. Gripping his hand, a long sword appeared.
It was an Immortal Weapon.
With a sweeping slash, Linghu Hongfei’s sword arced toward Chu Feng’s head.
But Chu Feng had anticipated this counterattack. Without dodging, he thrust his black spear upward.
The strike targeted Linghu Hongfei’s chest again, and its speed was astonishing.
It was faster than Linghu Hongfei’s descending sword.
If Linghu Hongfei continued his slash, Chu Feng’s spear would pierce his chest before the sword could reach Chu Feng’s head.
Realising a direct clash wouldn’t work, Linghu Hongfei remained unfazed, already prepared. He redirected his sword, sweeping it toward Chu Feng’s incoming spear, aiming to use his weapon’s power to neutralise the attack.
*Clang—*
Sparks flew as the two weapons collided. But Chu Feng’s spear didn’t budge, while Linghu Hongfei’s Immortal Weapon was knocked aside.
Though Linghu Hongfei still held the sword, not letting it slip, his hand trembled uncontrollably.
This scene stunned not only the onlookers but Linghu Hongfei himself.
Though his Immortal Weapon wasn’t renowned, it was of exceptional quality. Wielding it boosted Linghu Hongfei’s combat power, and with his strength already surpassing those of his rank, he had been confident in facing Chu Feng.
Who could’ve imagined that in this clash, not only was his speed outmatched, but in a direct collision, Chu Feng stood unmoved, while his weapon was flung back?
Fortunately, his grip was strong, keeping the sword in hand.
Had it been anyone else, the weapon would’ve been sent flying—a humiliating loss.
This outcome was beyond Linghu Hongfei’s expectations.
But there was no time to dwell on it. Chu Feng’s black spear was already at his chest.
This spear wasn’t an ordinary weapon—it was born of World Spirit power, eerie and unpredictable. Linghu Hongfei didn’t dare underestimate it.
*Pfft—*
Blood sprayed as Chu Feng’s black spear pierced Linghu Hongfei’s chest.
“Hongfei!!!”
Seeing this, Linghu Tiemian and many other juniors cried out in alarm.
The clash between Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei had been too fast for the younger generation to follow, but they clearly saw Linghu Hongfei being struck.
Not just Linghu Tiemian and his group—many onlookers stood frozen, dumbfounded.
Linghu Hongfei, in a direct confrontation with Chu Feng, had ended so quickly?
And with Chu Feng as the victor?
“Brother Chu Feng, well played.”
At that moment, a voice rang out.
As it did, people noticed a figure emerging at the other end of the arena.
It was none other than Linghu Hongfei.
“How is this possible? How is Linghu Hongfei over there?”
“Then what did Chu Feng strike?”
With this thought, all eyes turned back to the Linghu Hongfei impaled by Chu Feng.
Upon closer inspection, that figure began to glow red-hot.
It was as if it were a humanoid form made of molten lava.
The figure started to swell, growing faster and faster.
“Chu Feng, drop the spear now!”
A secret voice transmission suddenly urged Chu Feng.
And the one warning him was none other than the esteemed Master Liangqiu.
Boom
But it was too late. Before Chu Feng could react, a deafening explosion erupted. Molten lava surged downward, engulfing Chu Feng in an instant!!!
“That’s an Immortal Forbidden Martial Skill—Magma Avatar Technique!!!”
Voices in the crowd identified it.
