Feng Mo's fist was about to strike Feng Wuchen's face.
Yet, under everyone's watchful eyes, at that critical moment, Feng Wuchen's head tilted slightly, causing Feng Mo's punch to miss.
"What! He dodged it!"
As everyone was surprised, Feng Mo gritted his teeth and swept his fist in the direction Feng Wuchen had dodged.
"Let's see how you dodge this time!"
But Feng Wuchen seemed to have anticipated his attack, his feet had already begun to exert force, and with a flash, he had already put distance between them.
"What!"
After two consecutive misses, Feng Mo seemed to have been humiliated, flying into a rage, and his punches and kicks began to assault Feng Wuchen like a sudden storm.
Feng Wuchen's movements were never large, and he didn't give off a particularly stunning feeling, but each of his dodges was perfectly timed, just enough to avoid the opponent's attack.
All of this was as if it had been a script written long ago.
The two had been entangled in battle for a long time, and Feng Mo, who had been actively attacking, was already panting, yet he hadn't even touched Feng Wuchen's clothes.
Seeing this, Lu Qing gradually frowned, his gaze increasingly focused on Feng Wuchen.
With his eyesight, it was not difficult to see that the two were worlds apart in terms of speed and movement techniques!
No wonder this kid had earned Yue Qingyin's favor.
However, in actual combat, speed is merely a bonus; what truly determines victory is genuine strength!
Which of these two youths would give him a surprise?
Seeing his attacks repeatedly dodged by Feng Wuchen, Feng Mo gnashed his teeth and said, "Aren't you a Sword Cultivator? What kind of skill is it to just scurry around? Do you dare to draw your sword and fight me head-on!"
"Draw my sword?" Feng Wuchen's eyes were full of mockery: "You don't seem to have the qualifications yet!"
"What..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Mo clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling with anger.
Because seven days ago, Yue Qingyin had said the same thing to him!
Yue Qingyin was the unrivaled genius of the Qingchen Sect, having reached the Golden Body Realm at a young age, so she certainly had the right to look down on him.
But this waste in front of him! How dare he look down on him like that?
Feng Wuchen's lips curved into a slight smile: "However, continuing to entangle with trash like you doesn't seem to have any meaning, it's better to end you with one sword!"
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen spread his palm, and the Burning Sun Sword had already appeared in his hand.
"It's a Spirit Sword! Where did he get it? Does this kid have a storage artifact on him!"
"Tsk tsk! A Spirit Sword and a storage artifact, he's truly rich and powerful!"
Amidst everyone's exclamations, Feng Wuchen had already raised the Burning Sun, preparing to draw his sword.
Seeing this, Feng Mo showed wild joy.
No matter how fast Feng Wuchen was, he was ultimately in the Xiantian Realm, which was a qualitative difference from the Yuqi Realm.
Feng Mo brewed for a moment, and red spiritual energy gradually enveloped his fists; from a distance, it looked as if raging flames had ignited.
"Spirit-grade Mid-rank Martial Skill — Blazing Fist Aura!"
After displaying the Martial Skill, Feng Mo's true cultivation finally revealed itself to everyone.
At that moment, the crowd erupted again.
"It's Yuqi Realm Third Heaven!"
"How long has he been in the Yuqi Realm, and he's already reached the Third Heaven! A Heavenly Spirit Vein is truly terrifying!"
Seeing this, even Lin Cang couldn't help but twitch his old eyes, glancing at Feng Changyun not far away.
The Body Tempering Pill could only raise a Yuqi Realm cultivator's cultivation by one stage, yet Feng Mo had already become a Yuqi Realm Third Heaven.
While marveling at the great lengths Feng Changyun had gone to, he also secretly marveled at the terrifying talent of this child.
In any case, Yuqi Realm Third Heaven combined with Blazing Fist Aura should be more than enough to deal with a Xiantian Realm cultivator, regardless of whether the opponent was a Sword Cultivator, right?
However, facing the aggressive Blazing Fist Aura, Feng Wuchen showed no signs of retreating, instead, he thrust his sword forward!
This scene made everyone's eyes widen.
Although Feng Wuchen was a Sword Cultivator, Feng Mo was also a genius who had awakened a Heavenly Spirit Vein!
A Xiantian Realm Ninth Heaven clashing head-on with a Yuqi Realm Third Heaven, and with the latter having used a Martial Skill, was simply courting death!
However, under everyone's watchful eyes, fist and sword collided, and the Burning Sun easily pierced through Feng Mo's fist aura; this sword was both fast and ruthless, heading straight for Feng Mo's throat.
Sword Intent!
"Not good!"
Thinking 'not good', Feng Mo quickly retreated, gathering all his strength in front of his vital points.
"Boom!"
The next instant, with a loud bang, dust rose from the arena, and at the same time, a dark figure flew backward, crashing onto the edge of the arena, spitting blood.
"That is..."
When they clearly saw the person who had flown out, everyone present was petrified.
The person who flew out... was Feng Mo!
"W-what happened? Did Feng Mo lose?"
"Tsk tsk... No wonder they say Sword Cultivators are invincible at the same rank; to be able to pierce through a Yuqi Realm cultivator's fist aura is too terrifying!"
As everyone discussed, Feng Wuchen did not stop; his body instantly disappeared from its original spot, and the next instant, the Burning Sun Sword was already thrusting towards Feng Mo again!
"Boy! Don't harm my son!"
Hearing this voice, Feng Mo seemed to grasp a lifeline.
"Father! Save me!"
As Feng Changyun's body blocked in front of Feng Mo, Feng Wuchen did not retract his sword.
"Courting death!"
"Pfft!"
Feng Changyun's protective aura was useless in front of a Sword Cultivator; Feng Wuchen's sword easily pierced through his heart.
After piercing Feng Changyun with one sword, the tip of the sword just touched Feng Mo's glabella, and blood continuously dripped onto his nose, utterly terrifying him.
The dignified genius with a Heavenly Spirit Vein was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot and burst into tears.
"Waaah... No... Don't kill me!"
Seeing another Yuqi Realm master slain by Feng Wuchen, Feng Changgeng, the Feng Family Patriarch, looked extremely grim.
"Feng Wuchen! Are you rebelling?"
"I'm rebelling? Feng Changgeng, do you even have any shame left? This old dog insisted on breaking the rules of the life-and-death arena and stopped me from killing, so it's only right and proper that I killed him!"
"You... you... you infuriate me!"
Just as Feng Changgeng was about to erupt, Lu Qing, who was beside him, suddenly stood up and, stepping into the air, floated onto the arena.
"Elder Lu!"
Lu Qing glanced at Feng Changgeng: "Can you give me a quarter of an hour, Patriarch Feng?"
Feng Changgeng's mouth twitched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Of course... of course I can!"
Lu Qing walked up to Feng Wuchen and placed his hand on his forehead.
Feng Wuchen's pupils trembled, and he instantly realized that this old man wanted to check his spiritual veins!
However, Lu Qing's cultivation was too far above his; he couldn't avoid the other party's actions at all.
An innocent man is guilty for possessing a treasure!
Once the Dragon Abyss inheritance was exposed and known by those with ulterior motives, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Just as he was nervous, Lu Qing frowned: "You have no spiritual veins?"
Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment before realizing that the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower in his dantian had already disappeared.
Huh? Disappeared!
No!
Feng Wuchen carefully sensed it and found that the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower had not disappeared, but had shrunk by hundreds of times, hiding in a corner of his dantian.
He hadn't expected the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower to have a self-concealing consciousness!
Feng Wuchen immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right... I indeed have no spiritual veins!"
A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Qing's face.
"What a pity... what a pity! Without spiritual veins, even if one can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they will never be able to condense a Golden Body in their lifetime, and their highest achievement will only be the Yuqi Realm! You are not the person I am looking for."
With that, Lu Qing took out a piece of green jade from his Pregnant and handed it to Feng Wuchen.
"Although I cannot take you in, I am willing to form a good relationship with you. This is the token of my Qingchen Sect. On the fifteenth of next month, take it to the Qingchen Sect. As for how far you can go, it all depends on your fortune!"
"Old man Lu! Are you sure you're not taking him in?" At this moment, Yue Qingyin, who was below the stage, suddenly spoke.
Lu Qing gave a bitter smile: "Miss Yue, please don't make things difficult for others!"
Yue Qingyin sneered: "The person I, Yue Qingyin, fancy wouldn't shamelessly beg to be your disciple. It's just that if you don't take him in today, I'm afraid you'll regret it too late in the future!"
Lu Qing shook his head: "Miss Yue is joking! Would you like to return to the Qingchen Sect with this old man?"
"You go to Black Water City and wait for me, I'll come after I handle some things!"
Lu Qing looked at the surrounding scene and nodded: "I understand!"