Nangong Ling was delighted, but Mo Xie, who was not far from him, was displeased, his face darkening.
"This boy has exceptional talent; he must be eliminated in his infancy," Mo Xie thought to himself. "Even if he has great talent, what good is it if he offends me? I will still kill him. I cannot wait for him to grow strong."
Among the crowd in Fengyun Gorge, Han Man had a simple and honest face, and he grinned, "This guy is so strong, yet he kept it hidden from me."
Seeing Lin Feng's strength surpass his own, Han Man felt only joy.
Beside him, Jing Yun also smiled brightly, like a blooming lotus, beautiful and pure.
Next to them, Po Jun's eyes flickered as he looked at Lin Feng on the life-and-death platform, thinking, "No wonder he can casually reveal such powerful sharpness. It makes sense..."
On the life-and-death platform, Yu Hao's face was as pale as paper, his expression lifeless.
"You don't understand the sword at all."
Lin Feng trampled on his dignity, and yet, Yu Hao could only acknowledge it. Not just him, but everyone present probably acknowledged that Yu Hao did not understand the sword.
Who said that only those with a sword martial soul could become powerful swordsmen?
The endless sharp sword qi pierced Yu Hao's skin, continuously eroding his fighting spirit. Facing Lin Feng, who controlled such a powerful sword momentum, he had no strength to fight.
"I admit defeat. The inner disciple position, I yield to you."
Struggling internally, Yu Hao finally said these words, feeling a burning sensation on his face, as if everyone was mocking him.
"Admit defeat and yield to me?"
Lin Feng sneered. Was it that simple?
When Yu Hao thought he was strong, he wanted to cripple Lin Feng, sever his limbs, and make his life worse than death, acting cruelly.
Now that Yu Hao realized he was no match for Lin Feng, he thought he could resolve everything with just a few words? Was that possible?
At least, Lin Feng did not agree.
"Do I need you to yield?" Lin Feng's voice was filled with heavy sarcasm. He took another step forward, and the overwhelming sword momentum became even stronger, pressing down on Yu Hao so hard that he could hardly breathe.
"I've admitted defeat, what more do you want?"
Yu Hao's face changed slightly. Lin Feng still had strength left, which was terrifying.
"What more do I want? It's simple. I will give you what you wanted to give me." Lin Feng smiled coldly, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes, making Yu Hao feel a chill all over his body. Lin Feng wanted to kill him.
"This is the sect's grand competition, do you dare?" Yu Hao shouted, his right leg unconsciously stepping back.
"You dare not kill me, but I dare to kill you."
Lin Feng answered Yu Hao's words with action. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the sword shadow fell, generating sword qi. A brilliant light carried endless sword qi, slashing toward Yu Hao.
The life-taking sword, once released, took Yu Hao's life in an instant. Blood splattered, and his body fell, his eyes wide open in disbelief, unable to accept that Lin Feng had actually killed him.
"Phew..." The space seemed to freeze, and the crowd exhaled the breath they had been holding, even hearing each other's heartbeats.
Lin Feng broke the history of Yunhai Sect by challenging two inner disciples at once.
Lin Feng also broke the rules of Yunhai Sect, killing his opponent in front of all the disciples, the elders of Yunhai Sect, and the sect leader Nangong Ling during the grand competition.
"Bold!"
A thunderous roar carrying intense anger descended from the sky, landing on Lin Feng, waking up the crowd that was still in shock.
"In front of all the disciples of Yunhai Sect, you show no respect to your elders or the sect leader, and you kill a fellow disciple. You deserve to die a thousand deaths."
Another angry voice came, carrying a chilling killing intent.
The crowd looked up and saw Mo Xie. Some were confused, but those who saw Mo Xie almost kill Lin Feng knew the inside story. Mo Xie and Lin Feng had already become enemies, and Mo Xie, taking advantage of Lin Feng's weakness, did not want him to grow strong. This move was to directly accuse Lin Feng and seek his life.
Lin Feng raised his head and glanced at Mo Xie, but only for a moment before shifting his gaze, ignoring him.
Today, he came to participate in the grand competition, walked up to the highest life-and-death platform, and received the attention of the crowd. He was extremely domineering, challenging two inner disciples, displaying his sword momentum, shocking the crowd, and killing Yu Hao on the spot.
All of this was for Mo Xie!
He deliberately gave Mo Xie an excuse to deal with him, because Lin Feng knew that if he did not find this excuse, Mo Xie would eventually find one for him. Rather than wait, Lin Feng decided to take the initiative.
Seeing that Lin Feng ignored him, Mo Xie was so angry that his body trembled, but he laughed coldly in his heart and shouted, "Bring this rebel down. If he resists, kill him on the spot."
The crowd felt a chill when they heard Mo Xie's words. This guy was ruthless. Elders were indeed elders, acting swiftly and arrogantly.
"Damn it." Han Man cursed, and everyone heard it. Yu Hao said he would cripple Lin Feng, sever his limbs, and make his life worse than death. Was Lin Feng wrong to kill him?
Jing Yun was also angry, her face turning green with worry.
"What a shameless elder." Liu Fei cursed. Was Mo Xie going to use the same trick again?
Several figures flashed and rushed toward the life-and-death platform, ready to capture Lin Feng.
"Wait." A calm voice sounded, stopping the figures heading toward Lin Feng. The speaker was the sect leader, Nangong Ling.
Everyone's gaze immediately fell on Nangong Ling, wanting to know how he would handle the situation. Would he punish Lin Feng?
"Lord Sect Leader, this person is arrogant and disrespectful, not putting you in his eyes. He must be punished to set an example."
Mo Xie came to Nangong Ling's side, slightly bowing, and glanced at the crowd around Nangong Ling.
"Lord Sect Leader, this person is too arrogant, not putting you in his eyes, and killing a fellow disciple on the spot. He must be killed."
"Lord Sect Leader, this person deserves death, he must be killed."
Several elders supported Mo Xie, and Mo Canglan, who had more seniority than the sect leader Nangong Ling, naturally stood up to speak for Mo Xie.
Nangong Ling raised his head and looked at Mo Xie and the other elders, asking calmly, "Have you finished speaking?"
The elders were stunned, not understanding Nangong Ling's meaning.
"Mo Xie, are you the sect leader, or am I, Nangong Ling, the sect leader?"
Seeing no response, Nangong Ling asked Mo Xie.
Mo Xie's expression froze, his heart thudding. He quickly replied, "Of course you are the sect leader. How dare I, Mo Xie, think otherwise?"
"Then, what about you? Am I the sect leader, or is Mo Xie the sect leader?" Nangong Ling asked the elders who supported Mo Xie.
"Of course you are." The elders felt a sense of unease. Nangong Ling was usually gentle and had never spoken to them like this.
"Ah." Nangong Ling nodded. "Then let me ask you, who is in charge of the grand competition?"
"Of course, the sect leader." Mo Xie and the others answered in unison, breaking out in a cold sweat, thinking it was a bad situation.
"You all know this. Then, Mo Xie, I want to ask you, you say this disciple does not respect me, the sect leader. What about you? In front of everyone, in front of me, you point fingers and want to sentence someone. How impressive, Elder Mo Xie. Tell me, do you respect me, the sect leader?"
Nangong Ling's words made the space feel cold, and Mo Xie and the elders felt a chill.
The elders who had not spoken felt lucky, thinking it was a close call. Mo Xie, being self-righteous and having a relationship with Mo Canglan, was always autocratic and domineering. This time, he had finally angered the sect leader.
"Crack." A cracking sound echoed, and the chair Nangong Ling was sitting on shattered.
"Speak up. I want to ask you, do you still respect me, the sect leader of Yunhai Sect, Nangong Ling?"
Nangong Ling stood up, his voice icy, and his powerful aura made the elders want to die. Why did they have to speak up?
Everyone looked at their angry sect leader, their eyes showing unease. The sect leader was usually very calm and rarely got angry. What was wrong today, and why was he so angry at Elder Mo Xie?
PS: The temperature is zero degrees, and my hands are cold from typing. I need all kinds of support to warm up!