Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 922: Chapter 923: The Heart of Bu Fan

“Ling Feng! Ling Feng!…”

Numerous young talents, shaken by Ling Feng’s awe-inspiring sword move, shouted his name loudly.

At this moment, Ling Feng was the focal point of all eyes, the most elite genius in the Empire!

On the judge’s panel, the Three Grand Ministers all nodded silently, equally shocked by Ling Feng’s terrifying swordsmanship.

Yue Zhonglian’s eyes flashed with a hint of amazement, unable to believe that Ling Feng, so young, not only excelled in medicine but his strength was also truly Heavenly Resistance.

However, admiration is just admiration; these chief judges dared not discuss too much. After all, if the Royal Sword Team wins, everything is good, but if the Royal Sword Team loses, this result might somewhat displease the Sky White Monarch.

Even the Family Head of an ordinary family needs to maintain face, let alone the ruler of a nation.

It’s said that the monarch’s heart is hard to discern; before His Majesty the Emperor expresses an opinion, it’s better for them as ministers to first observe and assess.

At this moment, on the throne, the Sky White Monarch nodded slightly, “Ling Feng truly lives up to being the General Wei Yuan appointed by me personally, extraordinary indeed.”

His expression remained calm, revealing no sign of joy or anger.

The Empress Dowager’s phoenix-like eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

She hadn’t expected Ling Feng to grow at such an astonishing speed; unexpectedly, the Yan Family’s most outstanding descendant was defeated!

However, though Yaan Jinghong lost, the Royal Sword Team will absolutely not lose, nor can failure be allowed!

Beside the Empress Dowager, Yaan Shuying’s eyes nearly fell out.

This Ling Feng, unexpectedly powerful to such an extent, even defeating Yaan Jinghong—is that guy a monster?

…

On the Sword Fighting Platform.

“Humph, consider yourself lucky!”

In the midst of the roaring cheers from countless people, Ling Feng sheathed his sword and flew back to Lee Bufan’s side, casting him a grateful gaze. Had Xuanyuan Pozhen rushed in first, Ling Feng would not have been able to open the situation and repel Yaan Jinghong in one swoop.

Opposite, Xuanyuan Pozhen flicked his hand, summoned his Sword back, and glanced coldly at Ling Feng, a smile curling his lips, “Your sword move packs a decent punch!”

Ling Feng twirled his sword, placing Ten Directions Annihilation behind him, coldly saying, “The real challenge is yet to come!”

“Good, this is getting interesting!”

Xuanyuan Pozhen roared like a tiger, his body instantly shooting out like a cannonball, directly charging at Ling Feng.

Every step left a deep footprint on the ground, akin to a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain.

“Watch out, his strength is terrifying!”

Lee Bufan’s face grew serious, he whispered a warning.

Ling Feng nodded, likewise shouted loudly, directly unleashing the Mountain Crashing Transformation of Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique, his muscles coiling, and his shirt exploded apart instantly.

“Hiss!”

The shirt fragments danced like butterflies, and in the next moment, two tall figures collided fiercely, making the entire platform tremble vigorously.

This clash of strengths further excited the audience.

Everyone watched wide-eyed as these two fought crazily, not daring to breathe, their hearts pounding with each exchange.

Every punch, every sword tugged at the heartstrings of everyone.

“Yaan Jinghong, how long are you going to stand there dazed!”

As Ling Feng and Xuanyuan Pozhen battled, the Fourth Prince’s gaze turned to Yaan Jinghong, shouting.

Immediately, a terrifying aura erupted, Yaan Jinghong’s eyes contracted, feeling as if an invisible Devil Claw had gripped his heart.

Yaan Jinghong suddenly snapped back, gazed at the Fourth Prince, gritted his teeth, “I… I actually lost!”

“Humph, the Royal Sword Team hasn’t lost yet!” The Fourth Prince sneered, casually pointed at Lee Bufan, calmly said, “If you’re not dead yet, go disable him!”

Yaan Jinghong glanced at Lee Bufan, clenched his fists tightly, smiled self-mockingly: now he had to deal with such second-rate status?

Grinding his teeth, Yaan Jinghong tightened his grip on his Sword, suddenly charged forward, aiming straight at Lee Bufan.

The Fourth Prince was right, even if Ling Feng was stronger, so what?

As long as Ling Feng’s Sky Peak Sword Team is defeated, Ling Feng will die too!

A dead person, no matter how high their talent, is just a dead person!

Seeing Yaan Jinghong charge at him, Lee Bufan was surprisingly fearless.

Indeed, the name Yaan Jinghong had become a legend, but in Lee Bufan’s eyes, he never believed in legends.

Not to mention Yaan Jinghong, even Ling Feng, he harbored the ambition to defeat Ling Feng sooner or later.

By continuously pursuing Ling Feng’s footsteps, he believed, one day, he could reach Ling Feng’s level, even surpass him!

Now that Ling Feng had defeated Yaan Jinghong, he would become the second new legend to end the old one!

“Thunder Strike!”

As Yaan Jinghong swung his sword to strike, Lee Bufan unleashed the Wind and Thunder True Qi within him, one sword move, the clouds changed, the thunder surged.

Facing an opponent like Yaan Jinghong, Lee Bufan dared not be careless.

“Do you actually have the courage to draw your sword?”

Yaan Jinghong snorted coldly, the Frozen Emperor Domain unfolded again, grasping hand, the Void seemed to solidify instantly.

Crack! Crack!

Countless ice crystals shot out, in an instant, Lee Bufan seemed to fall into an ice hell.

“Humph, just a defeated opponent of Ling Feng, requires courage to deal with you?”

Lee Bufan cast out his Long Sword, lightning arcs flickered, erupted centered on him.

“You’re courting death!”

Yaan Jinghong seemed pricked at a sore spot, roaring, killing towards Lee Bufan. Although injured by Ling Feng’s Sword Qi and unable to exert full strength, dealing with mere Lee Bufan was more than enough.

“Thunderstorm!”

Crackle!

As Yaan Jinghong rushed to within five-zhang range of Lee Bufan, Lee Bufan suddenly activated the Thunderstorm Power, the five-zhang range around him surged with bluish arcs of electricity.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Chunks of ice shattered, in a flash, Yaan Jinghong surprisingly reached Lee Bufan, unleashing an Ice Tornado. Lee Bufan’s pupils shrank, hurriedly retreated a few steps, his left hand flashed an intense light, a palm met Yaan Jinghong’s sword move fiercely.

Boom!

In a fierce explosion, both were blown back simultaneously. In that moment, Lee Bufan used the Wind and Thunder Left Arm’s power to barely match Yaan Jinghong.

Over the past month, Lee Bufan first studied the Heart Sword Dao in the Ancient Tower Forest, then obtained the strength from “Holy Dragon Dominator Blood Pill,” his power had greatly improved, combined with the Heaven and Earth Treasure Wind and Thunder Left Arm’s power, dealing with an injured Yaan Jinghong was no problem.

Yaan Jinghong nearly burst with frustration, being slapped in the face repeatedly by Ling Feng and Lee Bufan, made him want to crawl into a hole.