Zhang Yiming's heavy sword slammed into Qin Feifan's protective shield like a falling meteor.
Boom!!
A deafening roar echoed through the sky, shattering the entire platform with its immense force. Terrifying sword energy followed, filling the entire platform and tearing apart anything in its path, demonstrating formidable offensive power!
When the sword energy dissipated, the once spacious arena had disappeared, leaving only a huge crater!
If this place weren't the location of the Cloud Palace, which is extremely sturdy, Zhang Yiming's reckless attack would have been enough to destroy an entire dynasty!
At this moment, cracks appeared on Qin Feifan's golden protective shield, and his slightly trembling body showed that he was not in good condition.
Zhang Yiming stood not far away, holding a heavy sword in one hand, his breathing slightly rapid.
"Junior brother, this move is probably not your limit yet."
"Senior brother, you took my attack head-on, which is considered giving me a half-move advantage. Aren't you going to make a move?"
Qin Feifan laughed and said, "It seems that Junior Brother still has a trump card up his sleeve. That's good. I can make my move with peace of mind now. Junior Brother, you'd better be careful from now on!"
Qin Feifan's body shimmered with golden light, like a burning flame, and he placed his palms in front of his chest, where dense true energy gathered.
Within his body, dense true energy gathered like a torrent, surging and rushing, as if it wanted to break through all constraints.
His body trembled slightly, every muscle brimming with power, as if it could burst forth at any moment.
"Nameless and formless, neither real nor illusory, the golden body is indestructible, and the primordial spirit leaves the body!"
As he chanted the incantation, his powerful body and the golden light emanating from it suddenly contracted, but the light between his hands grew brighter and brighter, as if all the essence within them had been gathered into them.
Finally, it seemed to have been compressed to its limit, and as the saying goes, things reach their extreme and then reverse. A huge figure emerged from it, and this figure was none other than Qin Feifan, obscuring the sky!
The elders nearby were also startled when they saw this magnificent primordial spirit, and they whispered among themselves.
"This kid has a unique idea, actually combining physical strength and spiritual power. This move is indeed powerful, and killing someone across borders is not difficult. However, if he cannot defeat the enemy, he will be powerless to fight back."
Qin Feifan's gaze turned serious, and his primordial spirit transmitted a voice: "Junior brother, how will you deal with this move of mine?"
Zhang Yiming gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and murmured, "The first realm of swordsmanship is to comprehend the swordsmanship with one's heart, to merge one's body with nature, to have boundless sword intent, and to have supreme mental techniques."
"A mind as clear as a mirror, a sword strike without leaving a trace, a single blow is fatal, victory is assured from afar."
"The way of the sword is boundless, revealing the truth; a single sword strike chills fifty provinces."
"A heavy sword has no edge, great skill is without artifice. Only when the heart of the sword is formed can one possess the courage of the sword. Only when the courage of the sword emerges can one roam freely in the world."
Zhang Yiming's brow shone brightly; this was his sword heart, now the size of an egg. As he murmured, his sword heart expanded, instantly transforming into the size of a fist, and his sword intent became even purer.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but admire his junior brother. Zhang Yiming's understanding of swordsmanship was already on par with his!
Upon seeing this, Qin Feifan already knew that Zhang Yiming had successfully broken through his cocoon by exerting pressure on him.
He smiled with satisfaction and said, "Junior brother, congratulations, but you still have to take this move from me."
After speaking, the enormous primordial spirit formed hand seals.
"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, the primordial spirit unites as one, all laws return to their origin, all thunder gathers, heed my command, appear!"
As soon as Qin Feifan finished speaking, his enormous primordial spirit began to flash with lightning.
Electricity surged in his palms, as if an unstoppable force was about to erupt.
Zhang Yiming felt immense pressure from Qin Feifan, and he knew he had to go all out in this attack.
He took a deep breath, gathering all his strength into his greatsword, preparing to meet Qin Feifan's attack.
In that instant, the entire space seemed to freeze. Qin Feifan's primordial spirit palms, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, pounced towards Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming was not afraid at all. His heavy sword seemed to come alive. Without him having to swing it, it streaked across the night sky like a meteor and collided violently with Qin Feifan's palms that filled the void.
This was a strike infused with Zhang Yiming's full sword intent. On the surface, it seemed ordinary, but the space-time around the heavy sword was distorted, clearly indicating that it was a strike that condensed his essence, energy, and spirit!
The forces of both sides collided in the air, creating a dazzling light. Lightning flashed, sword energy overflowed, and the entire space was torn apart by this powerful energy fluctuation!
As the light shone brightly, all the disciples below lost their hearing. This scene was even more magnificent than when Chu Di unleashed his power, showing that although the two sides were friends, they were both displaying their skills and going all out, showing no mercy to each other!
After an unknown amount of time, when everyone looked back at the scene, Qin Feifan and Zhang Yiming were both lying on the ground, coughing up blood and seriously injured.
Both of them were all smiles, making people envious of their friendship.
"Junior brother, cough cough! Your attack almost shattered my primordial spirit."
Zhang Yiming's voice was even weaker; if Qin Feifan hadn't been right beside him, he wouldn't have been able to hear him at all.
"Senior brother, you actually won. This heavy sword of mine was forged by the Palace Master. It is incredibly hard. If it were any other weapon, it would probably have been destroyed by your lightning before it even got close."
"It's better if we draw. If one of us wins, we'll have to face the senior brother. It's better to end the match here."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother really is... cough cough!"
"This is the first time I've seen you smile. Your usually taciturn personality has finally changed."
With a flick of Meng Fan's finger, their injuries visibly healed, and the arena was restored to its original state.
After thanking Meng Fan, the two wisely left the scene to avoid Cao Zhengchun coming up and kicking them out.
"In the next match, Ouyang He, Lin Feng, and Zhou Mengzhu will face off against Zhao Feng."
Upon hearing this, the people below were startled, and Wu Xingyun on the cloud platform stood up and said, "Cao Zhengchun, what do you mean? Are you trying to insult my disciples!"
Cao Zhengchun snorted coldly, "Time is short, this is just to save time, Elder Wu, don't overthink it."
"You're talking nonsense! You're obviously going against us sisters and making things difficult for us."
"With the Palace Master here, don't talk nonsense. I, Cao Zhengchun, am an upright and honest man who treats my fellow disciples well. Why would I deliberately make things difficult for you?"
"Years ago you wanted to teach us a lesson, and now you dare to embarrass us in front of the Palace Master, making us lose face in public. If it weren't for the Palace Master's teachings, would you have the strength of an immortal today?"
Cao Zhengchun originally intended to humiliate them, but they became increasingly aggressive, leaving him unsure how to handle the situation.
Li Qiushui quickly knelt down beside Meng Fan, her slender hands resting on Meng Fan's legs, tears streaming down her face.
Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, as if the whole world had collapsed.
Her cherry-like lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't utter a sound; she just stared blankly at Meng Fan.
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