In the first round of the sect competition, inner disciples and core disciples must be present, as they might be called out for a challenge at any time.
Li Lin was naturally no exception.
When he saw Lin Feng walk up to the life-and-death platform, Li Lin's heart began to race. This guy dared to challenge him, clearly indicating he had reached the Spirit Warrior realm.
However, Li Lin now felt more relaxed because Lin Feng had called out Yu Hao's name as well.
Yu Hao was much stronger than him, possessing a powerful sword martial soul. For Lin Feng to challenge him was undoubtedly courting death.
As he walked up to the life-and-death platform, Li Lin felt a bit nervous, feeling somewhat inadequate under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
"What did you bring him up here for?" Yu Hao glanced at Li Lin, his gaze filled with disdain, looking down on him.
"You, both of you, come up together."
Lin Feng did not answer Yu Hao's question but said calmly, causing Yu Hao's eyes to narrow slightly.
How arrogant, so arrogant.
In the thousand-year history of Yunhai Sect, no one had ever challenged two high-level disciples in the sect competition.
Lin Feng, as an outer disciple, challenged two inner disciples, one of whom was a powerful sword martial soul possessor. Lin Feng broke the record of Yunhai Sect.
"One outer disciple, so arrogant. If he becomes powerful in the future, wouldn't he look down on the sect?"
Above the canyon, Mo Xie said coldly, immediately drawing a chorus of agreement. Mo Xie was not only strong and of high status but also had Mo Canglan backing him. Who wouldn't give him some face?
Nangong Ling, however, just glanced at Mo Xie indifferently, his expression unreadable.
As for the Northern Elder in the small house, he shook his head with a smile, "This guy, he doesn't know how to be low-key at all."
"Come up together, do you think you're someone? You're just a waste of space."
Yu Hao's face was extremely ugly. Who was he? A powerful sword martial soul possessor, an inner disciple.
Lin Feng, whom he looked down upon and could bully at will, had called out his name on the life-and-death platform, challenging his dignity.
Moreover, Lin Feng wasn't just challenging his dignity; he wanted to trample it. Challenging two people at once, what did he think Yu Hao was?
"Exactly, what are you? You dare to challenge us. Yu Hao is a sword martial soul possessor, powerful enough to destroy you with one move. See how long you can be arrogant."
Li Lin flattered Yu Hao loudly. It was best if Yu Hao dealt with Lin Feng and he didn't have to get involved.
Yu Hao seemed to enjoy Li Lin's flattery, a smile appearing on his face. "Hehe, Li Lin, you're right. An outer disciple doesn't even have the资格 to make me draw my sword. You deal with him for me."
"Of course, an outer disciple like him doesn't have the资格 to challenge Yu Hao. However, to show Yu Hao's might, I think Yu Hao should let this scoundrel know your power."
Li Lin was startled by Yu Hao's words, unsure if he could handle Lin Feng.
"This shameless guy, he's disgracing Yunhai Sect." The crowd was speechless at Li Lin's performance, finding it extremely embarrassing. It was a wonder he could still speak so confidently and formally.
"Truly laughable." Lin Feng mocked, "Li Lin, when I was selecting martial techniques and cultivation methods at the Star Pavilion, you and Shen Chen had a conflict. You were scared by his reputation and were mocked by others. You saw me, an outer disciple, nearby and took out your frustration on me, saying you would cripple me and calling me a waste of space. Now, this waste of space is challenging you. Why are you so hesitant?"
"And Yu Hao, a sword martial soul possessor, a true genius. You attacked me for no reason that day, saying you could kill me at any time, just because I was an outer disciple. Now, I stand before you. Where is your sword?"
Lin Feng said coldly, and the crowd understood. So that was it. These two inner disciples had been bullying Lin Feng because he was an outer disciple. Now that Lin Feng had become stronger, he had come to seek revenge.
Yu Hao's gaze darkened, and he said to Li Lin, "You have three breaths. If you don't act, I'll cripple you first."
Li Lin's heart sank, and he secretly gritted his teeth, hating Yu Hao.
Yu Hao, who had been humiliated by Lin Feng, was now taking out his frustration on him. This scene was eerily similar to when he had taken out his frustration on Lin Feng.
"Fine, I'll cripple him for you first."
Li Lin steeled himself and charged at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shook his head inwardly, wondering how such a peculiar person could have entered the inner sect.
"Scram."
Lin Feng casually waved his hand, using the Eight Desolate Palm. Four palm prints shot through the air, landing directly on Li Lin.
"Boom."
Li Lin was one of the weakest inner disciples, his strength at the bottom. Just a casual strike sent him flying off the life-and-death platform.
Lin Feng didn't even spare Li Lin a glance, turning to Yu Hao and saying, "You said you wanted to kill me. Why are you still standing there?"
"Only four palm prints, and you're so arrogant."
Yu Hao recognized that Lin Feng was using the Eight Desolate Palm. In Yunhai Sect, many people cultivated this martial technique, and most could produce four or five palm prints. The real challenge came later.
Lin Feng had only four palm prints. Even if he hadn't used his full strength and could produce five palm prints, it still wouldn't be enough to match Yu Hao.
"Although I said I wanted to kill you, today is the sect competition. Even on the life-and-death platform, I can't kill you. I'll cripple your cultivation, break your limbs, and make you wish you were dead."
Yu Hao said cruelly, hating Lin Feng intensely.
As he spoke, Yu Hao placed his hand on his back, and a light flashed. A sword gleamed like autumn water, radiating a cold, sharp aura. An invisible aura of death spread through the air.
This was not enough. Behind Yu Hao, his martial soul was released, a virtual sword of incredible sharpness pointing to the sky, as if it could pierce through the heavens.
"A sword martial soul possessor, indeed, there are no weaklings. Lin Feng is in danger."
The crowd near the life-and-death platform felt the intense sword aura, feeling oppressed and uncomfortable.
"Since you like swords so much, let me show you what a true swordsman is."
Lin Feng said calmly, drawing the sword bound to his back. Instantly, an invisible sword aura bloomed, pressing against Yu Hao's sword aura.
"What, he's also a sword cultivator, a sword martial soul possessor?"
Feeling the sword aura emanating from Lin Feng, the crowd was surprised. Yu Hao's eyes also narrowed slightly, but when he saw that Lin Feng's sword martial soul did not appear, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Without a sword martial soul, how can you cultivate swords?"
Yu Hao took a step forward, and the air whistled. The sword aura became more domineering, and even the sword martial soul behind him began to emit sharp sword auras.
Yu Hao's released sword aura expanded tyrannically, pressing toward Lin Feng.
"Does a sword cultivator have to possess a sword martial soul? And, does possessing a sword martial soul make one a sword cultivator?" Lin Feng questioned, his face calm, taking a step forward as he said, "You don't understand swords at all."
At that moment, the invisible sword aura seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, all converging on Yu Hao, even the sword aura he himself emitted.
The aura Lin Feng released at this moment had already transcended the realm of sword aura.
"Pressure, this is sword pressure."
Among the crowd, there were those who were well-informed, especially inner disciples and core disciples. Feeling the direction of the sword aura, they were all stunned.
This was sword pressure, so powerful, able to control and draw sword auras for Lin Feng's use. Countless sword auras were Lin Feng's aid, pressing against Yu Hao.
"Heaven, he's just an outer disciple, just entering the Spirit Warrior realm, and he has already mastered sword pressure. What a terrifying talent."
Some knew how difficult it was to control pressure, especially like Lin Feng, who could control sword pressure so effortlessly. Even peak Spirit Warrior realm cultivators might not be able to do this, yet Lin Feng, an outer disciple, had comprehended sword pressure.
Of course, there were also outer disciples who didn't understand and asked what sword pressure was.
"Indeed, it was he who struck the eight-sided drum. So young and already with such comprehension, far surpassing me when I was young. This person is undoubtedly a pillar and a genius of our Yunhai Sect. He must be well-cultivated."
Nangong Ling instantly understood why the Northern Elder valued Lin Feng so much, even wanting to kill Mo Xie on the spot. This young man's talent was terrifying!