At this moment, Tao Zhidu had already stepped onto the stage, and Lin Ping did not hesitate either, but simply turned around and glanced around behind him.

He then began to speak:

"Tang Feng, you're going to play in the first match..."

"good..."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Without the slightest hesitation, the disciple named Tang Feng unleashed his spiritual power and took a single step forward.

They soon arrived at the Battle Spirit Platform.

Lin Ping's gaze returned to Tao Zhi.

"Tang Feng specializes in swordsmanship."

“Cultivation level: Fifth stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm”.

"How about letting him be your opponent?"

The opponent was at the fifth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, which was even lower than the previous ones, giving Tao Zhi a greater advantage.

Naturally, there would be no objections.

With a slight nod, Lin Ping quickly stepped down from the Battle Spirit Platform, followed by a pale white light screen rising up.

The clash of weapons between swords has continued since ancient times, and this remains true even in today's era.

No one dares to say that any one of them is a sure thing.

Everyone understands that it has nothing to do with what kind of path one cultivates; the final result depends on the person.

Tang Feng's gaze also fell on Tao Zhi, scrutinizing her. Despite her disadvantage in cultivation level, her expression remained calm.

It was as if they hadn't taken the other person seriously from the very beginning.

"When fighting on the Battle Spirit Platform, casualties are inevitable."

"You should be able to understand that, right?"

That slightly hoarse voice echoed on the Battle Spirit Platform, not only for the others around him, but also for Tao Zhi.

If you want to take those so-called rewards and challenge the Martial God Sect in terms of reputation, then you must see if you really have the strength to do so.

Tao Zhi gently gestured, and the peach wood sword behind her floated in front of her.

"I won't lose..."

"Let's begin..."

A few simple words were enough to make Tang Feng's lips curl into a cold smile.

"Ignorant and reckless..."

The words had barely left his mouth.

His fifth-level Tribulation Realm spiritual power erupted directly without the slightest hesitation, and the Mad Blade Martial Soul appeared behind him.

"The Three Desolations Heaven-Slaying Blade".

A slash shot out, its sharp edge aimed directly at Tao Zhi's location.

Tao Zhi could feel the pressure of that slash.

Take a step forward.

Using the serpentine steps, he directly charged towards the shadow of the blade.

The peach wood sword in his hand kept changing shape, and the sword intent of peach blossoms emerged.

'Boom—!'

A tremendous impact rang out.

The two figures flickered continuously on the Battle Spirit Platform, like two streaks of light shuttling back and forth.

As the tension increased, Tao Zhi clearly sensed something was wrong; Tang Feng's sword intent was constantly rising during the battle.

It hasn't been long, and he's already surpassed at least 30% of his previous strength.

Although she didn't know what kind of talent this was, Tao Zhi knew very well that if things continued like this, she would definitely be worn down and die on this Battle Spirit Platform.

As expected of the Martial Divine Sect, even with the advantage in spiritual power, I still have no advantage whatsoever when facing Tang Feng.

This was only an outer disciple. Tao Zhi dared not even think about how big the gap would be if it were an inner disciple or even a core disciple above the Immortal Realm.

Gritting his teeth, he didn't hesitate any longer.

"Peach Blossom Sword..."

He gripped the Peach Blossom Sword tightly in his hand, and with a single swing, peach blossoms scattered across the sky.

Each shadow of a peach blossom is a sword intent.

It flickers in the space, and even just looking at it from below the Battle Spirit Platform gives people a sense of extraordinary quality.

"Is this the Peach Blossom Swordsman's skill? In my opinion, this sword strike has even stepped into the realm of half-step immortal swordsmanship, hasn't it?"

"No wonder Tao Zhi dared to go first. She really has something. I wonder if the disciples of the Martial Refining God Sect can withstand such a big difference in cultivation!"

"I didn't expect the first session of this exchange conference to be so exciting. I wonder if there will be other prodigies making their moves later on."

"It seems that the disciples of the Martial God Sect aren't as invincible as we imagined today!"

“...”

Seeing the rising peach blossom sword intent, Tang Feng's expression was full of disdain.

As the first disciple to take the stage at today's exchange conference, he knew very well that he could not afford to lose, otherwise it would be a disgrace to the Martial Refining Divine Sect.

He was very clear about what would happen to him after he returned to the Divine Sect.

Thinking of this, Tang Feng's spiritual power also erupted, and the Heavenly Blade Martial Soul behind him was activated, surging into the space.

The red spirit ring was immediately illuminated.

"Heaven-Shattering Blade".

"Die..."

Then came the enormous black and gold mad blade, which attacked the countless peach blossom sword intents.

A loud 'boom' was heard.

The moment they collided, one figure was sent flying backward.

It crashed heavily beneath the Battle Spirit Platform.

A spurt of blood gushed out.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's attention fell on Tao Zhi. They hadn't expected that such a powerful peach blossom sword intent was still no match for Tang Feng.

He even lost both of his hands.

Tao Zhi tried to support himself, but found that his spiritual power had been drained. What made him feel most desperate was that his arms were broken.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!