Shang Zicong had invited a Celestial King to help him, and almost everyone thought he was sure to win, including himself. He looked at Shang Ziming provocatively.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Shang Ziming and Qin Feng walked steadily to the center of the venue and stood opposite Shang Zicong.
Shang Ziming bowed to his grandfather Shang Yunhai and looked at Shang Zicong with a half-smile.
Shang Zicong raised an eyebrow, a bad feeling creeping into his heart. He understood Shang Ziming's expression; it was mockery.
Knowing that he had the help of the Celestial King Yang Wantian, Shang Ziming still reacted in this way, so confidently, that he couldn't help but look at Qin Feng again.
His eyes were full of inquiry. Could this person be a Celestial King? Unfortunately, he couldn't see through him at all.
Yang Wantian was also sizing up Qin Feng. Had he guessed wrong? If so, wouldn't this person's cultivation level be higher than his own?
But how could this be? He is a mid-stage Immortal King. How could there be such a person in a place like the Nine Nether Immortal Realm?
Shang Yunhai was also looking at Qin Feng. He was also very curious as to why Qin Feng dared to come up with Shang Ziming at this time.
The answer will be revealed soon.
Shang Yunhai coughed lightly and said loudly to everyone, "Now that only Ziming and Zicong are participating in the election, it's simple. We only need one battle."
Shang Zicong cupped his hands to Yang Wantian and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Yang."
Yang Wantian nodded, took a step forward, and looked at Qin Feng with a surge of fighting spirit. He also wanted to know whether he had misjudged Qin Feng or whether Qin Feng was just putting on an act.
"Yang Wantian of Lengjian Manor, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."
As he finished speaking, his aura gradually grew stronger, and he unleashed his powerful mid-stage Immortal King aura without reservation.
Everyone present was shocked by this powerful aura. Yang Wantian was an insurmountable mountain for them, inspiring awe and fear.
Qin Feng nodded to Shang Ziming, stood still without moving or revealing his aura, and simply looked calmly at Yang Wantian.
Yang Wantian was very displeased with Qin Feng's attitude, and felt even more certain that his previous judgment was correct; this man was definitely just making things up.
He said coldly, "Young friend, please prepare quickly, I'm in a hurry."
Qin Feng glanced at him indifferently, "No need to prepare anymore. Just admit defeat. You're no match for me."
These words caused an uproar. This was too arrogant! Everyone became even more curious about Qin Feng.
Yang Wantian's face turned red with anger, and he laughed in fury, "Hahaha, I'll admit defeat, but show me what you've got."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Shang Yunhai quickly offered a word of comfort.
"Everyone here is a customer of my business. I hope everyone will stop here and not hurt our feelings."
"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will show mercy." Yang Wantian gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Qin Feng.
Shang Yunhai felt a headache coming on. Did you sound like you were going to hold back? He thought to himself that he should intervene at this crucial moment and try his best to protect Qin Feng.
When Yang Wantian saw that Qin Feng was still standing still, with a calm expression and no desire to fight, and that he didn't take him seriously at all, his temper flared up immediately.
"Are you going to fight or not? If not, get out."
Qin Feng didn't say anything, but just beckoned to him with his finger, signaling him to come at him.
Regardless of Qin Feng, what fighting spirit could he possibly have against a Celestial King?
Yang Wantian was thoroughly enraged by Qin Feng. His anger surged, and his fist, as big as a sandbag, clenched into ice and slammed towards Qin Feng.
One of the signature techniques of Cold Sword Manor is the Frost Fist.
The moment this punch was thrown, the temperature in the entire arena plummeted. The chilling cold was bone-deep, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Everyone gained a new understanding of the Immortal King's strength. Was the power of just one punch really that terrifying?
Yang Wantian's punch, like a huge block of ice atop a towering iceberg, plummeted high, stirring up a blizzard, and crashed towards Qin Feng.
Everyone's attention was drawn to this punch, wondering how Qin Feng would respond.
Shang Yunhai was on high alert, ready to act at any moment, but he wasn't confident he could save Qin Feng, so he could only do his best.
Yang Wantian's punch was partly driven by personal grudges; he was determined to teach Qin Feng a lesson, even if it meant he could escape the death penalty.
He kept a close eye on Qin Feng's reaction, and to his surprise, the other party did not react at all, as if he was stunned and remained motionless in place.
He thought to himself that this was, after all, the merchant's territory, so he should give them some face and not actually kill them. He secretly reduced his strength.
This action naturally couldn't be hidden from Qin Feng, who gave him two strange looks.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, just as Yang Wantian's fist was about to smash into his face, he stretched out a finger and pressed it against the other man's fist.
Yang Wantian's whistling fist stopped abruptly, pinned down by Qin Feng's finger, unable to advance an inch.
The entire room fell silent; the world became quiet.
Everyone stared at this bizarre and shocking scene. That was a Celestial King! And this was it?
Shang Ziming's eyes lit up with surprise, and he grinned foolishly. Qin Feng was even more formidable than he had imagined.
If he hadn't gone to the Heavenly Desolate Continent, how could he have met Qin Feng? Perhaps this is karma. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Shang Zicong.
Shang Zicong's mouth was wide open and remained so for a long time. He noticed the gaze that Shang Ziming was casting at him, and his feelings were complicated.
Shang Yunhai was also stunned. With such strength, what exactly was Qin Feng's cultivation level?
Yang Wantian was also stunned. "You're making me look stupid. Is that polite of you?"
Qin Feng didn't make things difficult for Yang Wantian. He withdrew his finger and said calmly, "I told you, admit defeat. You are no match for me."
This time, no one thought Qin Feng was being arrogant; he had the ability to back it up.
Yang Wantian's previous anger and dissatisfaction had also disappeared. The young man in front of him was definitely a master. However, he was not giving up. He had just held back his strength. His strength was more than that.
"That wasn't my full strength. Let's try again."
Qin Feng nodded, considering that he had held back his strength earlier. "You can make one more move."
Yang Wantian dared not underestimate Qin Feng anymore. He was not doing this sword strike for anyone else; he wanted to prove himself and bring fame to Ice Sword Manor.
Ice Sword Manor is named after swords, so its greatest skill is naturally swordsmanship.
Yang Wantian held the immortal sword in his hand, his expression serious and his gaze firm.
His left hand's sword-like fingers traced the crystal-clear blade, and with a flash of light, the immortal sword seemed to be activated, beginning to emit an icy, bone-chilling cold.
"The sword's momentum is as strong as a mountain, and its chill extends for thousands of miles."
Everyone immediately felt an aura as heavy as a mountain, with a chill that penetrated to the bone; even the residual force was enough to crush or freeze them to death.
What's even more frightening is that they also felt the omnipresent, sharp sword aura, which was truly like a thorn in their backs.
When Yang Wantian unleashed his sword, it was like a sword-shaped iceberg crashing down on Qin Feng—heavy, cold, and sharp.
Everyone looked at Yang Wantian with awe, gaining a new understanding of the power of the Immortal King.
At the same time, they were very curious whether Qin Feng could withstand this move, as this sword strike was much more powerful than the punch he had just received.
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