Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The martial artists below the stage were just dazzled by Xiao Yi’s blinding sword light and dared not look directly at the arena. Now, hearing the referee’s voice, they lowered their hands and looked intently, only to see Ling Feng’s sword against Xiao Yi’s neck, while Xiao Yi sat on the ground unwillingly.

This development seems a bit off, doesn’t it?

”Am I seeing things?”

”Did Ling Feng actually win?”

”Even after Xiao Yi used such an ultimate move, he lost?”

On the high platform, the elders of the nine major families were somewhat shocked, especially the elder of the Xiao family, who frowned and said: ”Xuanyuan Family Master, why does the sword move this kid just used seem a bit like your Xuanyuan family’s Void Ten Thousand Ridges?”

”Heh heh...”

Xuanyuan Longteng gave a wry smile, unaware that he too was in shock.

”This kid!”

A trace of seriousness flashed in Xuanyuan Longteng’s eyes; he had only given Ling Feng an entry-level foundation, and he didn’t expect Ling Feng to comprehend to such an extent just based on that foundation.

This is beyond what can be described as abnormal.

This is simply a freak!

On the arena.

”A strong one is not defined by words alone!”

Ling Feng’s Sword Edge was pressed against Xiao Yi’s neck, his tall figure standing erect on the arena like a Heavenly Vault Sword, with a powerful aura soaring skyward.

Under Ling Feng’s domineering and overwhelming aura, Xiao Yi felt a sense of trembling.

Sweat slightly oozed from Xiao Yi’s forehead. His proudest sword was so effortlessly dodged by the opponent.

”Get down!”

Ling Feng swung his foot, kicking fiercely at Xiao Yi’s chest.

He controlled his strength well, not taking Xiao Yi’s life, but this kick was enough to keep him bedridden for half a month.

This kick was to help Xiao Juanyun vent some anger.

The referee was momentarily stunned; while the match result was already decided, Ling Feng attacking the opponent again seemed a bit against the rules. However, considering Xiao Yi’s previous arrogance, young people’s temper was understandable.

So, the referee chose to turn a blind eye.

Ling Feng sheathed his sword and jumped off the arena. When he returned to his seat, he noticed many eyes fixed on him, some offering friendly greetings, others filled with fighting spirit.

Chu Chaonan nodded and smiled at him. In his view, this outcome was as expected.

As for Zhuge Wan’er, she glared fiercely at Ling Feng, but her mood seemed complex, appearing as if she heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, she hoped Ling Feng would lose quickly, but feared if Ling Feng lost to Xiao Yi and challenged her, wouldn’t she miss out on the top ten?

Hence, this outcome seemed relatively good.

This battle ended with Xiao Yi’s challenge to Ling Feng failing, and the list of the top ten fighters was finally confirmed.

Xuanyuan Longteng calmed his inner shock slightly, leapt off the high platform, and announced loudly to the remaining ten genius martial artists that the competition among the top ten would start early the next day.

The rules for the top ten ranking battles are simple: since it involves rankings, to avoid chance, every competitor will face each other once.

In the end, rankings will be based on the number of victories.

”Damn, we have to wait until tomorrow! I’m getting impatient!”

”Exactly, the real battles between the strong are what we look forward to!”

”...”

The audience below expressed complaints, but obviously, their complaints couldn’t change anything. With the competition over, Xuanjian Villa was sealed once again, and the remaining top ten competitors returned to their quarters to rest, preparing for tomorrow’s matches.

In the top ten battle, each person has to face nine matches over three days, with no rest in between.

Undoubtedly, these will be tough battles.

...

Night deepened.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged in his room, focusing on operating the ”Heavenly Seizing Sword Technique,” condensing his own Sword Force.

Within the villa, it was always enveloped in vast Sword Dao Enlightenment, elevating the Sword Dao Realm at a rate ten times higher than outside, so naturally, not a single moment could be wasted.

”Bang bang bang!”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. Ling Feng slightly frowned, then heard a voice, ”Brother Ling, it’s Chu Chaonan.”

”Chu Chaonan?”

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, got up, walked to the door, opened it, and looked at Chu Chaonan with curiosity, ”Brother Chu’s late night visit, what’s the matter?”

”Hey, the long night suddenly turns to a craving for wine, care to join me for a few cups?”

Saying this, Chu Chaonan pulled out two jars of fine wine from behind, grinning, ”This is a vintage brew I stole from my Master. If he finds out, he’ll probably half-kill me!”

Ling Feng smelled the fine wine in front of him, a rich fragrance hit his nose, instantly sparking the wine lover inside him.

Since Ling Feng embarked on the Martial Arts path, he first followed the old drinker Duanmu Qingshan, then at the Heavenly Position Academy, Yan Cangtian was also a wine lover; under the influence of these two, Ling Feng quite liked this drink as well.

”Heh heh, then I’ll respectfully accept your offer.”

Ling Feng glanced at Chu Chaonan, though he wasn’t very familiar with him, a Sword Heart mirrors one’s character; someone who can steadily practice Basic Swordsmanship to such a level, his heart would not be bad.

Immediately, the two were drinking heartily, each with a jar, in the pavilion outside the courtyard.

”Fine wine, fine wine indeed!”

Ling Feng took a sip, feeling a warm current in his Dantian, followed by the automatic circulation of Primordial Qi throughout his limbs. This sip’s efficacy was comparable to several days of cross-legged meditation.

This brew must be extraordinary, no wonder Chu Chaonan said if his Master found out, the consequence would be dire.

”Between Brother Chu and I, there doesn’t seem to be much deep friendship? To share such fine wine with me?”

Ling Feng looked curiously at Chu Chaonan. This much fine wine would surely compare to the Nine Orifice Numbing Elixir he refined for the Flying Horse Ranch. Even with Chu Chaonan’s generosity, it seemed unusual to just give such a treasure.

”Heh heh, naturally I find you agreeable.”

Chu Chaonan squinted and smiled, continuing, ”Of course, that’s just one reason. Additionally, we aren’t from any of the nine major families. That old man sent me to defeat the young generation of the nine families, so naturally, I can’t drink with them; after looking around, I could only find you.”

Hearing this, Ling Feng grew curious about the old man Chu Chaonan mentioned, ”Does Brother Chu’s Master have a grudge against the nine major families?”