"The power of gold seems to be converging in that direction!"
Bai Chengwang pointed to the corner where Xiao Feng was, and his gaze fell on him.
A brat with mixed spiritual roots?
Why did he come in?
All those who came to the Sword Tomb this time were there to compete for the Flowing Light Sword, and a few, like Bai Chengwang, were there to absorb the golden power emitted by the Flowing Light Sword.
Logically speaking, Xiao Feng had no connection with either of them, so there was no need for him to waste that spirit stone.
[Host, detection indicates you have acquired the power of pure gold! You have already gained the qualification to be bound to a master, but if the Flowing Light Sword does not recognize its master, it may be stolen by outsiders!]
The notification sound did not wake Xiao Feng; instead, it deepened his cultivation state.
In an instant, gusts of wind swept through the Sword Tomb, and many disciples activated their protective techniques, their eyes all falling on Xiao Feng.
"Is this the kid from Qingfeng?"
"Isn't he a mixed spiritual root? Why is he here?"
"He seems to possess a power that influences the entire Sword Tomb!"
The surrounding chatter didn't reach Xiao Feng's ears at all; he was focused on fighting his enemy.
His enemy was the sword spirit of the Flowing Light Sword. Their consciousnesses converged, and the two consciousnesses frantically fought for the pure gold power within the sword tomb.
[System notification: Sword technique training complete. Please use it!]
Xiao Feng silently complained to himself.
Boss, I'm in a fight!
[Sword technique has been used on the host!]
In the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning struck the blade of the Flowing Light Sword, leaving everyone in the arena stunned.
After the thunderclap, the dazzling light dimmed considerably, and everyone silently held their breath.
Second recognition of God!
The sword burst from the sword mound, arcing through the air before colliding head-on with the thunder.
The power of Heaven and humanity can never be defied!
The Flowing Light Sword, like a deflated balloon, fell heavily to the ground.
What's going on?
A sense of confusion silently arose in the hearts of everyone present. They had never heard of a weapon recognizing its master and having to go through such a process!
During his cultivation, Xiao Feng finally understood why the system had forced him to use sword techniques.
Lightning-Attracting Sword Technique!
By drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, the arrogance of the Flowing Light Sword was forcibly suppressed. In this way, the pure gold power on Xiao Feng's body could also form a suppressive force.
The system is a good thing!
Xiao Feng silently recited a phrase in his heart, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked towards the highest point of the Sword Tomb.
The light was no longer so dazzling; instead, it became subtly softer. Xiao Feng stood up and strode forward, arriving beside the Flowing Light Sword.
"Now, you're mine!"
After saying that, Xiao Feng reached out to draw his sword.
The surrounding disciples of Divine Sword Peak were all stunned by Xiao Feng's reckless behavior.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
"Watch out for the protective energy!"
Xiao Feng slowly raised his head, a strange smile appearing on his lips. Most of the qi in this sword tomb was caused by him, so why should he be afraid?
He reached out and grasped the sword hilt. With a whoosh, a dragon's roar echoed through the heavens and earth, leaving all the disciples present stunned.
In an instant, the soft light from the Flowing Light Sword vanished, dimming to almost imperceptible, and was replaced by a fierce gale.
The next second, a cloud of dust rose up centered on Xiao Feng, and almost all the disciples raised their Taoist robes to protect their faces.
When the smoke cleared, they found Xiao Feng still standing there, trying his best to pull out the Flowing Light Sword.
Ignore the protective aura?
How is that possible!
"Who is this guy?"
Xu Qiao was stunned. Such a genius disciple should have been recorded in the sect, and he couldn't possibly not recognize him.
Now that Xiao Feng has so openly displayed his terrifying power, Xu Qiao doesn't even know his name.
Bai Chengwang paused for a moment, then whispered a reminder.
"His name is Xiao Feng, the newly accepted disciple of Qingfeng Yan Yun!"
Xu Qiao's mind raced, recalling the once-famous Xiao Feng.
It's just that its reputation isn't very good...
"That guy with mixed spiritual roots? How could he possibly get close to the Flowing Light Sword with his cultivation level!"
The questioning was of no use. After failing with one hand, Xiao Feng simply disregarded his image, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and exerted force instantly.
The ground beneath Xiao Feng's feet had been stomped so deeply that it sank deep. Upon seeing this, Bai Chengwang was greatly alarmed.
"Draw the sword by force!"
Xu Qiao also returned to his own thoughts.
"Has he gone mad? Forcibly accepting a master will inevitably backfire. With his cultivation level, he's doomed!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Feng had already drawn the Flowing Light Sword.
Once again, the world was ablaze with light and color, but the Flowing Light Sword seemed to have lost its own consciousness and was firmly held in Xiao Feng's hand.
Has it...recognized a master?
The disciples of Divine Sword Peak were completely dumbfounded; this was the personal sword of the former Sword Master.
Back then, during the great war between humans and demons, the sword tip drew upon the power of heaven and earth to forcibly seal the demon race for five hundred years. Although the Flowing Light Sword was weakened, it was impossible for Xiao Feng, with his mixed spiritual roots, to forcibly recognize it as his master!
Seeing Xiao Feng raise his sword, Xu Qiao's forehead veins throbbed, and the image of the former swordsman involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"Could this kid be the reincarnation of the leader of Divine Sword Peak?"
Xu Qiao muttered something to himself.
[Host detected forcibly recognizing the mainstream lightsaber; Flowing Light Sword Technique has been issued as a reward!]
[The Flowing Light Sword Technique is a sword technique cultivated during the Foundation Establishment stage. The technique can be upgraded based on the host's cultivation level, up to the Nascent Soul stage...]
Upon hearing the introduction of the Flowing Light Sword Technique, Xiao Feng's ears rang with a series of buzzing sounds. It was a technique that could be improved as one's strength changed.
We've struck it rich!
Subconsciously, Xiao Feng began to review the sword manual in his mind, and after a few breaths, he mastered the basics.
[System notification: Host's cultivation level has been raised to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage...]
Name: Xiao Feng
[Current Realm: Mid-Foundation Establishment]
[Spirit Stone Balance: 0]
[Techniques: Azure Sea Wave Fist (Mastered), Tide Technique (Mastered), Heavy Fire Technique (Perfected), Flowing Light Sword Art (Foundation Building Version, Beginner)...]
Feeling the abundant golden power emanating from the Flowing Light Sword, Xiao Feng couldn't wait to absorb it. Suddenly, a shattering sound echoed in Xiao Feng's mind.
"Stop inhaling! If you keep inhaling, it'll be all gone!"
"What the heck?"
Before Xiao Feng could react, he was abruptly stopped. When he opened his eyes, he saw a phantom merging with the Flowing Light Sword in his hand.
In that instant, Xiao Feng felt a warmth emanating from his palms, as the continuous flow of golden energy he had just absorbed was slowly being replenished.
This must be the spirit of the Flowing Light Sword!
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