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Chapter 67: Fierce Battle Against Feng Wuqiong
🕑 Added 2024-09-13 07:06:25 +0000 UTC"Is this the Golden Crow Scorching Heaven Art that Lin San is cultivating?"
"What a powerful flame!"
A warrior exclaimed as he watched the flames enveloping Lin San's sword.
"What's the point of covering the sword in flames like that? It's just a waste of source power."
Some others scoffed as they observed the scene.
On the battle platform, Lin San suddenly exerted his strength, forcing Feng Wuqiong's sword aside. In the same instant, he continued his assault with the Demon-Slaying Sword!
"A-grade sword? Watch me shatter you!"
Ye Fan's voice echoed coldly as Feng Wuqiong's weapon clashed with the Demon-Slaying Sword. He couldn't tolerate the existence of any A-grade weapon stronger than himself!
Nine Stances of the Sword!
In that instant, Lin San unleashed the new martial skill he had learned just the day before. Despite having only just started practicing it, Lin San's power was not to be underestimated!
Thanks to the effects of the All Attributes Enhancement, his comprehension abilities had been greatly enhanced, allowing him to fully grasp the sword technique.
Initially, Feng Wuqiong managed to suppress Lin San's first stance. But as the fight continued through the second, third, and subsequent stances, Lin San's power began to grow steadily!
Sword momentum!
By the time Lin San reached the ninth stance, the Demon-Slaying Sword had accumulated a tremendous amount of sword momentum. Each strike unleashed overwhelming force.
"You..."
Feng Wuqiong's pupils contracted as he realized the gravity of the situation.
Clang!
Their weapons collided again, producing a deafening sound. Sparks flew in all directions.
The warriors watching from the sidelines gasped in shock. The sheer force of the clash caused both fighters to be pushed back.
However, while Feng Wuqiong was forced to retreat to the edge of the platform, Lin San only took a few steps back.
How has this guy suddenly become so strong!?
Feng Wuqiong was acutely aware of the change in Lin San's power, and his expression darkened.
Sword momentum!
Lin San had somehow managed to generate sword momentum, making each of his strikes even more powerful. The oppressive aura emanating from Lin San's attacks made it difficult for Feng Wuqiong to breathe.
Damn it!
He's a fourth-tier warrior!
If he were to lose to Lin San, a mere third-tier warrior, in front of all these onlookers, it would be an utter disgrace!
No, he had to win!
"Sword momentum is indeed powerful," Lin San thought to himself, eyes filled with astonishment.
"Hurry up and finish him!" Ye Fan urged impatiently. Feng Wuqiong was too arrogant for his liking.
Buzz, buzz, buzz—
Ye Fan's intent stirred, causing the Demon-Slaying Sword to vibrate slightly.
"Demon-Slaying..."
Feeling the sword's vibrations, Lin San was taken aback. Could the Demon-Slaying Sword be urging him to kill Feng Wuqiong?
However, in the current situation, deliberately killing Feng Wuqiong would cause trouble. Too many eyes were watching. Feng Wuqiong was a fourth-tier warrior and a talented one at that.
Just as Lin San hesitated, Feng Wuqiong launched another attack!
In an instant, Feng Wuqiong's entire power surged forth, the might of a fourth-tier warrior fully unleashed!
Fourth-Tier Martial Skill: Phantom Thrust!
As Feng Wuqiong charged, his body seemed to split into dozens of phantom images. Lin San's pupils contracted as he struggled to determine which one was the real Feng Wuqiong.
Swinging his sword in a wide arc, Lin San struck nothing but air!
Not good!
Sensing danger, Lin San shifted his body slightly, but it wasn't enough to avoid the attack. A sharp pain seared through his shoulder as a sword pierced through it!
Reacting quickly, Lin San stepped back, pulling the sword from his flesh.
"Huff, huff."
Lin San panted heavily, the pain in his shoulder becoming more pronounced.
"Heh, trash will always be trash," Feng Wuqiong sneered. "You were just one step away from death."
He had intended to kill Lin San in that strike, but Lin San's quick reflexes had thwarted him.
Earlier, Ye Fan had transmitted the information about the latest light attribute abilities of the Demon-Slaying Sword to Lin San. Now, Lin San knew how to activate its powers.
With a single thought, Healing Frenzy activated!
Lin San began to consume his source power, and as the power drained from him, a wave of strength surged through his body. Light attribute energy started to heal his wound.
This was Lin San's first time using Healing Frenzy. As he watched the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand, he was filled with awe.
This sword seems to hold countless secrets...
But there was no time to dwell on that. Lin San charged at Feng Wuqiong once more, gripping the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly. If he didn't defeat Feng Wuqiong soon, his source power would be depleted!
"Die!"
Feng Wuqiong snarled as he saw Lin San refusing to surrender and charging at him instead. He was furious.
Clang, clang, clang—
Their swords clashed again and again, each strike more intense than the last. The sound of metal striking metal rang out louder than ever before!
Both fighters' bodies were now covered in numerous wounds, each cut from the other's sword. Blood began to stain their clothes.
"Aaah!!!"
Feng Wuqiong was now completely consumed by rage, determined to kill Lin San. Lin San, too, roared in defiance, wildly swinging the Demon-Slaying Sword.
As Feng Wuqiong lost blood, the Demon-Slaying Sword absorbed some of his source power, converting it into light attribute energy that healed Lin San's body.
"This... this is too intense..."
The onlookers were dumbfounded by the ferocity of the battle.
"Kill him," Ren Xing commanded coldly from the sidelines. He was still bitter about Lin San killing Sun Ran. In his eyes, the one-month challenge was nothing more than a joke. A month from now, Lin San would still be no match for him.
Whoosh—
Seizing an opening, Lin San struck with the Demon-Slaying Sword, slicing a deep wound across Feng Wuqiong's torso. Blood sprayed from the wound.
Absorbing fourth-tier warrior blood, gained 0.4 energy points.
A notification appeared in Ye Fan's mind.
"Good, finish him off with one strike!" Ye Fan urged.
Lin San continued his assault, but just as he was about to deliver the final blow, a subtle energy surge suddenly shot toward him from another direction.
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