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"Having experienced such a huge gap, do you now wish you could find a hole to crawl into?"
"Is it because my display of strength has embarrassed you? If so, then I'm sorry, because that's exactly what I wanted to do!"
Feeling the fearful and worshipful gazes cast upon him by the crowd, Liang Hao's vanity was greatly satisfied.
Master Zisong never expected that a Nirvana Realm expert would appear in his sect.
You should know that you have lived for more than three hundred years and still haven't reached the threshold of Nirvana Realm. You have been stuck at the half-step Nirvana Realm for two hundred years.
"Alright, Liang Hao, don't scare them."
Shen Zhao waved his hand, signaling Liang Hao to step down.
After the oppressive aura dissipated, he said to Master Zisong, "Rest assured, our Judgment Council values fairness and impartiality above all else. We will not make things difficult for any of you for no reason."
We just wanted to prove just how much of a genius your precious apprentice really is, nothing more.
Zisong's arrogance was noticeably less than before. He cupped his hands and said, "Please give me your instructions, Elder of the Court of Judgments."
Shen Zhao: "Since this genius Lin is so extraordinary, I think dealing with disciples from other sects shouldn't be a problem, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Lixian immediately stood up: "That's right. Since he is a genius, he is naturally not afraid to exchange and spar with disciples from other sects. My Tianqing Sect is willing to take the lead. I wonder if your precious disciple dares to accept the challenge?"
Master Zisong turned around and glanced at Lin Feng, only to see Lin Feng nod confidently.
"Alright, since this young genius Lin has agreed, I will send one of my disciples to accept the challenge."
He Lixian didn't give Zisong a chance to back out and immediately called over his personal disciple: "Bai Mu, you should have a good exchange of experiences with this young genius Lin."
"Yes, Master!"
A disciple of the Azure Sky Sect, aged thirty-five or thirty-six, leisurely flew up to the high platform.
Upon seeing that it was Bai Mu who stepped onto the stage, Master Zisong and the other disciples of Qingyun Sect turned green with anger.
"He Lixian, aren't you going too far! You actually sent a disciple at the second level of the Soul Sea Realm to deal with my beloved disciple! My disciple is only at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm!"
Master Zisong roared in exasperation.
Unwilling to face the accusations of the crowd, He Lixian, the sixth brother, remained unfazed and arrogant, saying, "Since we are both direct disciples, what's wrong with me letting my disciple fight your disciple?"
My apprentice is no prodigy; he's definitely no match for your genius apprentice. Why are you so anxious?
Master Zisong was furious, but Lin Feng stopped him, saying, "Master, believe in your disciple."
"Feng'er, do your best. Your teacher will be watching over you."
Now that things had come to this, Master Zisong really couldn't interfere anymore, so he could only step aside and watch his beloved disciple with concern.
Bai Mu cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Feng: "Junior Brother Lin, you flatter me."
Lin Feng pursed his lips: "Please, Senior Brother Bai Mu, show mercy."
After exchanging pleasantries, the two simultaneously assumed their fighting stances.
Liang Hao asked, "Big brother, who do you think will win?"
Ding Bu'er laughed and said, "Isn't that obvious? A Soul Sea cultivator fighting a Spirit Gathering cultivator is something I could crush with my eyes closed."
Shen Zhao replied, "No, Bai Mu is no match for Lin Feng."
Ding Bu'er asked curiously, "Master Chen, are you sure you're not joking?"
Shen Zhao: "In terms of strength alone, Lin Feng is no match for Bai Mu, but you don't know that Lin Feng has many tricks up his sleeve. Just wait and see."
At this point, he whispered to Fahai, "Master Fahai, can you reveal Lin Feng's true colors? The next round depends on you."
"Amitabha Buddha, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"
Fahai recited a Buddhist chant, then suddenly asked a question.
"After this is done, I'll be able to get quite a few treasures from him, right?"
At this moment, the fighting spirit of the two who were still on the stage began to spread.
The next moment, Bai Mu took the lead and unleashed the Azure Sky Sword Technique, aiming straight for Lin Feng's vital points.
Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He used the Green Mountain Sword Technique to defend and wait for the attack. The two were instantly entangled and exchanged dozens of moves in just a moment.
Everyone was shocked to see this.
"My God, guess what I just saw! A Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator can actually fight on par with a Soul Sea Realm cultivator!"
Am I dreaming?
"Could it be that the cultivation level of the entire realm has decreased by a thousandfold, but his alone remains unchanged?"
The audience below the stage was abuzz with discussion, while on the stage, swords flashed and clashed, the fight fierce and evenly matched.
"Sect Leader, why is Bai Mu entangled with a Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator for so long?"
"Bai Mu is such a playful kid. He takes after me. He always likes to toy with his opponents, giving them a glimmer of hope before ruthlessly extinguishing it. I'll have to give him a good talking to when we get back."
"I see."
The three exchanged a smile, completely unaware that the situation might soon spiral out of control.
After ninety moves, the two landed at the same time.
Bai Mu took three steps back, while Lin Feng took five. Clearly, Bai Mu had a slight edge in swordsmanship, but he couldn't do anything to Lin Feng.
"Good lad, this movement technique is truly bizarre. Is this not the Qingyun Sect's lightness technique?"
"I acquired this movement technique by chance when I was ten years old. Senior brother, please forgive my poor skills."
"Very well, the game is over now. It's time to show you my true strength."
Bai Mu discarded his longsword and immediately transformed it into a palm strike that shook the heavens.
"Behold my Heaven-Turning Palm!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of air in mid-air transformed into a blue palm print, which fell heavily towards Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng decisively abandoned his sword, and a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from his body, forming a three-foot-long wall of energy around him. He then quietly took out a purple talisman and quickly crushed it.
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