At this moment, Ye Feng, wielding Lei Ji, clashed head-on with Qian Bingfeng, and at first glance, they appeared to be evenly matched.

The two magical weapons clashed, constantly emitting bright sparks, drawing cheers from the audience, who were all flushed with excitement.

"Wow...that's amazing! I want to become a martial artist someday!" a child with a topknot exclaimed excitedly from the audience.

An older man next to him immediately chuckled and said, "Then you'd better work hard."

"I will!" the child nodded vigorously.

On the stage, Qian Bingfeng's eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was rapid.

Qian Bingfeng had already exhausted a lot of his true energy in the fierce battle with Ye Feng, but he still hadn't been able to defeat Ye Feng, which made him very annoyed.

He originally thought that with the help of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon, the Scorching Spirit Blade, bestowed upon him by his master Wu Yueheng, killing Ye Feng would be an easy task.

But now he realizes he was wrong.

Because Ye Feng actually possessed a magical artifact that was no less powerful than his own!

Damn it!

Why is this happening?!

Do we really have to use the Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill?

However, even if one takes the Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill, there is no guarantee that it will kill Ye Feng, and one will then fall into a period of weakness that lasts for nine months!

Most importantly, if he fails to kill Ye Feng after nine breaths, he will definitely be unable to fight anymore, and he might not even have time to admit defeat before being killed on the spot by Ye Feng!

Thinking about this, Qian Bingfeng felt a splitting headache.

Ye Feng was already drenched in sweat and his breathing had become heavy.

Seeing Ye Feng like this, Qiu Miaozhen in the audience smiled with satisfaction.

"Night Wind has finally used its full strength," Qiu Miaozhen said with a smile.

Ye Feng was now panting heavily, each sword strike seemingly delivered with all his might—wasn't that the appearance of unleashing his full power?

But this was just something the night wind did on purpose, something it deliberately displayed.

In reality, Ye Feng hasn't even used one ten-millionth of his strength yet!

Hearing Qiu Miaozhen's words, Li Fengyue nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Ye finally used his full strength. Mr. Ye did not disappoint us. His combat power is indeed terrifying."

“Mr. Ye is much stronger than me,” Zhao Qingyun nodded in agreement.

Sun Chaozhen said earnestly, "I am not as good as Mr. Ye."

Sun Muqing and Jiang Lingxuan exchanged a smile, both with a playful expression on their faces.

The night breeze really fooled everyone.

But there's nothing we can do about it; Ye Feng's acting skills are just that superb.

Sun Muqing and Jiang Lingxuan even felt that if they hadn't known Ye Feng so well, they probably would have been fooled by him too.

As time went on, the fight between Ye Feng and Qian Bingfeng gradually slowed down.

This is to be expected, as high-intensity combat consumes a lot of true energy, and Qian Bingfeng's strength naturally cannot sustain it for too long.

Although Ye Feng could do it, he couldn't show it, so he could only play along.

“I never expected you to possess such a magical artifact… Night Wind, you have once again shocked me,” Qian Bingfeng said, panting heavily.

"I advise you to just admit defeat. If you admit defeat now, I might consider not killing you," Ye Feng said calmly.

Is this really true?

Qian Bingfeng sheathed his knife and stood up.

“Of course.” Ye Feng raised his right hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and exhaled as he spoke.

“Okay, I…” Qian Bingfeng said hesitantly.

The audience could hear the conversation taking place on the ring.

Seeing that Qian Bingfeng was about to admit defeat, countless people on Linghuang Island were overjoyed!

"Mr. Ye is going to win again!"

"Mr. Ye is too powerful. The disciples of the Medicine King Sect are no match for him at all!"

"The Medicine King Sect suffered a major setback in this year's martial arts competition!"

Hearing the murmurs around her, Li Fengyue frowned: "Qian Bingfeng is actually planning to admit defeat? There's probably something fishy going on here!"

“That’s right, I don’t think Qian Bingfeng will willingly admit defeat either.”

"If he admits defeat now, how will he ever face his master, Wu Yueheng? Wu Yueheng would eat him alive!"

Zhao Qingyun and Sun Chaozhen both shook their heads, their faces full of vigilance.

As it turned out, Li Fengyue, Zhao Qingyun, and Sun Chaozhen's views were correct.

Before Qian Bingfeng could finish speaking, a elixir suddenly appeared in his hand, and he stuffed it into his mouth with lightning speed.

In that instant, Qian Bingfeng's aura surged!

Without any hesitation, Qian Bingfeng rushed towards Ye Feng, wanting to seize this fleeting opportunity to kill Ye Feng in one blow!

"He really did take the Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill!"

Damn it!

"How is this any different from a sneak attack!"

"Will Mr. Ye have time to use that martial art that conceals his presence?"

Li Fengyue, Zhao Qingyun, Sun Chaozhen, and Qiu Miaozhen all had drastic changes in expression, their faces revealing anger.

At that moment, Qian Bingfeng had already rushed to Ye Feng's side.

"Night Wind, you're dead!"

Qian Bingfeng burst into laughter, his face full of smugness.

"Did you think I wasn't prepared for this move?" Night Wind said with a smile.

"What's the use of your defense? It's too late now. You don't have time to use that concealment technique!"

Qian Bingfeng burst into wild laughter and slashed at Ye Feng's neck with his sword.

With a soft splatter, bright red blood splattered into the air, and Ye Feng's head fell to the ground, separated from his body!

We finally won!

We finally won!

Very good!

Qian Bingfeng's face was filled with ecstatic joy; he was so excited he couldn't contain himself.

However, at that moment, the head of the Night Wind that had rolled to the ground suddenly revealed a mocking smile and said, "When did you get the illusion that I didn't have time to use that martial art to conceal your figure?"

Qian Bingfeng was taken aback, and all his muscles tensed up.

"This...this is impossible! You are clearly dead!" Qian Bingfeng said in shock.

"Open your eyes and look carefully, Qian Bingfeng."

As the calm voice of the night wind rang out, the decapitated body of the night wind slowly dissipated, disappearing into nothingness as if a wisp of liquid had evaporated into the air.

As Ye Feng's corpse gradually disappeared, Qian Bingfeng finally realized that his sneak attack had been completely ineffective!

Night Breeze is still alive and well!

The night wind wasn't even harmed!

In that instant, the tide of battle turned!

"You have eight breaths left. Let's see if you can find me." Night Wind's voice came from all directions, and Qian Bingfeng couldn't pinpoint Night Wind's exact location by sound at all!

At that moment, Qian Bingfeng felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Li Fengyue, Zhao Qingyun, Sun Chaozhen, and Qiu Miaozhen, who were sitting in the audience, all breathed a long sigh of relief, and their faces showed a look of relief.

"That really startled me."

"I really thought Mr. Ye had been killed by Qian Bingfeng."

Li Fengyue and Zhao Qingyun said with smiles.