Yin Tiantian listened to Zeng Yunpeng's words with a calm expression, and she was very focused when she entered battle mode.
Before the fight, Zeng Yunpeng's words could still make a ripple in her mind, but after the fight started, she became immune to his words.
They simply looked at each other calmly.
Zeng Yunpeng looked at Yin Tiantian and said, "Let me show you the ultimate techniques of my Fengqing Sect."
Then everyone saw Zeng Yunpeng's figure swaying in the wind, as if it had no weight, which was very strange.
Sword techniques and moves also move with the wind, silently concealing deadly intent.
Pei Ming of Biyun Pavilion exclaimed in admiration:
"Sect Master Liu, this must be your sect's Qingfeng Sword Technique. This young girl has already grasped it to a certain level. If this little girl has no other skills, the outcome is already decided. Congratulations to your sect for producing another prodigy."
Liu Zhihao smiled upon receiving the praise, "Not at all, Yunpeng only knows the basics, he doesn't deserve such praise from Elder Pei."
Zeng Yunpeng's father, Zeng Lusheng, was even more proud. Zeng Yunpeng was his pride and joy. He had good aptitude and worked very hard in his cultivation, which made him very satisfied.
Despite Zeng Yunpeng's minor flaws, Zeng Lusheng was very indulgent towards him.
Over here at Lingyan Pavilion.
Looking at the battle platform, Shen Qianjun asked Qin Feng, "What do you think of the Fengqing Sect's ultimate technique, young friend?"
Qin Feng also recognized the extraordinary nature of the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and without hesitation, he said:
"Not bad. The body moves with the wind, and the movement technique is similar to Lingyan Pavilion's Misty Steps. However, it is not as good as your pavilion's Misty Steps at present."
The swordsmanship is concealed, taking lives silently and without warning, and it shares similarities with your sect's swordsmanship. However, it reveals a petty and uncouth nature, lacking the soaring spirit and imposing presence of the Lingyun Swordsmanship.
Old Shen nodded, "Haha, great minds think alike, I think so too."
"Their footwork and swordsmanship are somewhat similar to yours. You two don't have any connection, do you?"
"That's not true. The path of Tao is diverse and full of different interpretations. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental."
The clanging and banging sounds drew everyone's attention back to the battle stage.
Yin Tiantian handled Zeng Yunpeng's attacks with ease and comfort.
The Qingfeng Sword Technique of the Fengqing Sect is inferior to that of the Piaomiao Pavilion in terms of both movement and swordsmanship. Yin Tiantian has fought against people from the Lingyan Pavilion and has also learned footwork from Qin Feng.
She can handle things easily without the help of the sword spirit Xiaoling.
It might have been a bit difficult if it were the first time they met, but right now, Zeng Yunpeng's attacks on her are just a light drizzle.
"No way, no way, you sounded so confident just now, you can't possibly be that good as this, can you?"
Yin Tiantian was not at all passive and even had time to mock him a couple of times.
Zeng Yunpeng frowned; this woman had once again surprised him.
His cultivation level was higher than hers, and he was surprised that she could easily block his sect's ultimate technique even after he used it.
"If you don't have the means, then it's my turn," Yin Tiantian mocked him.
Zeng Yunpeng was trembling with anger, staring at Yin Tiantian with hostility.
Zeng Lusheng, who was watching from the audience, was also somewhat surprised. "It shouldn't be like this. How can this girl do it so easily?"
Pei Ming comforted her, "After all, he was a helper invited by Lingyan Pavilion, so it's normal that he has some skills. In addition, your sect's footwork is somewhat similar to Lingyan Pavilion's ethereal footwork, which is why this girl was able to gain the upper hand."
Zeng Lusheng didn't continue speaking. Although Pei Ming's words made sense, he knew the truth for himself; it wasn't as simple as he made it out to be.
Similarity is not the same; a slight difference can lead to a huge error. Each school has its own unique characteristics, and those skills that can be passed down as unique techniques must have their own profound mysteries.
The fact that the other party was able to handle it so easily leads to only one conclusion: this woman is no ordinary person.
Zeng Lusheng and Liu Zhihao exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly, and began to observe Yin Tiantian more carefully.
Zeng Yunpeng is in a terrible mood and very angry. He really needs to take this seriously.
"Fine, since you're looking for death, then I'll show you what it's like."
Zeng Yunpeng's figure flew like the wind, rushing towards Yin Tiantian with fierce sword momentum.
This Fengqing Sect's martial arts techniques are forcibly related to the wind.
There was a gentle breeze just now, but now there's a strong wind; the style has changed.
The gentle breeze that caressed my face a moment ago concealed a deadly intent; now, a fierce wind howls, leaving its mark in its wake.
Seeing that the other party's offensive had changed, Yin Tiantian also became serious.
The clanging and banging sounds continued, echoing throughout the venue.
Zeng Yunpeng's swordsmanship was as fierce and ruthless as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
He moved with lightning speed, his attacks raining down like raindrops as he slashed at Yin Tiantian.
Yin Tiantian was no longer as relaxed as before, secretly thinking that this kid did have some skills.
Even so, he still couldn't defeat Yin Tiantian.
Zeng Yunpeng snorted coldly again, "Not bad, you actually managed to block it. Then let the attack come even more fiercely."
After speaking, his figure flickered, and his swordsmanship changed. First it was a gentle breeze, then a gust of wind, and now it was a raging storm.
The frequency of the attacks increased even further, with the sword energy pouring down on Yin Tiantian like a torrential downpour.
Zeng Yunpeng's move drew applause and cheers from the audience.
"This person is truly remarkable. He has integrated swordsmanship into the wind, and has a profound understanding of gentle breezes, gales, and storms."
"Indeed, if this continues, things might not be good for this young lady."
Seeing Zeng Yunpeng gaining the upper hand, Pei Ming of Biyunxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this rate, victory was in sight, and Lingyan Pavilion would be left with only a little kid.
Liu Zhihao and Zeng Lusheng were very satisfied with Zeng Yunpeng's performance. Among his peers, Zeng Yunpeng had the deepest understanding of the Qingfeng Sword Technique.
On the other side.
Shen Qianjun sensed something was wrong; Yin Tiantian was being overwhelmed, and he looked somewhat anxious.
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