Waste? Someone actually dared to call Wenren Yan a waste.
The crowd's gaze fell on Lin Feng, their expressions immediately tightening, for Lin Feng was still wearing the attire of an outer sect disciple. Could it be that he was still an outer sect disciple?
Nangong Ling also frowned. Lin Feng had been admitted to the inner sect by his personal recommendation, so why was he still wearing the outer sect's attire?
Moreover, in the Yunhai Sect, Nangong Ling valued four people the most: Linghu Heshan, Butcher, Wenren Yan, and Lin Feng.
Now, Linghu Heshan had already made a name for himself, the Butcher was continuously growing stronger, Wenren Yan had boundless potential, and as for Lin Feng, although he was still weak, he had already shown his sharpness and had a limitless future.
These few people were seen by Nangong Ling as the future of the sect. Nangong Ling did not wish for there to be significant conflicts among them. Now, it seemed that there was something wrong between Wenren Yan and Lin Feng.
"You have no right to point fingers. At least in front of me, you are still a waste."
Wenren Yan's deep blue eyes emitted a strange cold light, staring at Lin Feng.
"Short-sighted, a person like you, I really don't understand what right you have to call others a waste."
The sarcasm in Lin Feng's tone grew thicker, making the crowd look at him with interest. This guy's strength was far inferior to Wenren Yan, and he needed to look up to Wenren Yan, yet he dared to speak to Wenren Yan like this, truly absurd.
"Do you have more qualifications than me?" Wenren Yan also showed a mocking expression, questioning.
"Of course, I don't have the qualifications, and I won't easily call others a waste." Lin Feng slowly walked towards the life-and-death platform, his voice very calm.
"You stand at the top of the inner sect, insulting other inner sect disciples as wastes. Then, when the powerful core disciples of the sect insult you as a waste, what will you do?"
"Hmph, even if the core disciples are stronger than me, I will surpass them in the future. What right do they have to call me a waste? And you, will never have the chance to surpass me."
Wenren Yan was incredibly proud, making all the inner sect disciples of the Yunhai Sect feel a burning sensation on their faces, but they were powerless to refute him. Wenren Yan's talent was indeed beyond their reach.
"Funny." Lin Feng had already reached the edge of the life-and-death platform, took a step, and climbed onto it.
"In the eyes of many, you, Wenren Yan, are a genius with extraordinary talent, but in my eyes, you are just a fool. I don't understand why the sect values you."
As Lin Feng's words fell, the crowd's expressions froze. This guy not only insulted Wenren Yan as a fool but also dared to question the sect's judgment, what a bold move.
"You are courting death."
Wenren Yan laughed sinisterly, watching Lin Feng step onto the life-and-death platform.
"In the sect competition, disciples strive with all their might to win the inner sect ranking, which is an honor. Lower-ranked disciples challenging higher-ranked ones is a common occurrence. Even if they lose, it's not shameful. But you, Wenren Yan, incite and even order these people to kill the challengers, you are unkind."
"Standing at the top of the inner sect, you insult the disciples behind you as wastes, and you oppress and humiliate your fellow disciples, you, Wenren Yan, are unjust."
"An unkind and unjust person, the sect cultivates you to become talented, but you kill your fellow disciples. When the sect is in trouble, can it rely on a person like you to save it? I'm afraid the first to betray will be you. So, even if your talent is strong and your future power is great, what use are you to the sect?"
As Lin Feng spoke these three sentences, the space fell silent. An unkind and unjust person, no matter how strong their talent, what use are they to the sect?
"Boom."
A cold and icy aura swept out, Wenren Yan took a step, and the temperature on the life-and-death platform plummeted sharply.
"Are you angry and ashamed? I haven't finished speaking yet."
Lin Feng sneered, leaped lightly, and immediately climbed onto the central life-and-death platform, looking down at Wenren Yan.
"The Nine Heavens Continent is vast. How many places have you, Wenren Yan, been to, and how many geniuses have you seen, to dare to look down on everything and see no one in the world? Moreover, with the strength of the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm, how weak are you in the eyes of the continent? Just in the Snow Moon Kingdom, there are countless people stronger than you. I don't understand where your pride comes from."
"You, Wenren Yan, are short-sighted, just a frog at the bottom of a well. Not only are you unkind and unjust, but you are also unwise."
Lin Feng's words made the crowd's hearts tremble. Even Nangong Ling and Duan Tianlang were slightly moved. This young man had such foresight, truly an extraordinary person.
As for Wenren Yan, he was so angry that his whole body trembled. Lin Feng's words were too harsh, shaking his sacred status in the crowd's hearts. He could feel that everyone's gaze towards him had changed.
Even the crowd on the viewing platform felt the same.
Moreover, Lin Feng seemed to have no intention of letting him off.
His gaze swept over the viewing platform, and even more provocative words came out of his mouth.
"Such a short-sighted, unkind, and unwise person, being treated like a star, loved by the elders, valued by the sect, and looked up to by countless people, as an outer sect disciple of the Yunhai Sect, I feel ashamed. Is it that the Yunhai Sect has no one?"
Is it that the Yunhai Sect has no one!
The extremely provocative words echoed in the space, shocking the hearts of the Yunhai Sect crowd. Lin Feng said Wenren Yan was arrogant, but what about himself, daring to say the Yunhai Sect had no one. This was not something that could be done just by being arrogant.
"Bold, you, an outer sect disciple, dare to insult the sect, courting death." On the viewing platform, an outer sect elder roared. This person was none other than Lu Yuan, who had bullied Lin Feng and refused to give him the inner sect token that day.
"The sect has too many people like you, which is why it is declining."
Lin Feng coldly glanced at Lu Yuan and said disdainfully, "As for the outer sect disciples, so what? Are inner sect disciples that strong?"
"You five, relying on your strength, killing fellow disciples, are very impressive, but have you thought about what would happen if someone stronger than you appeared?"
Lin Feng stared at the five inner sect disciples who had just killed the five challengers and said coldly, "Although the sect master has rules that do not allow challenging inner sect disciples who have already fought, I think if I challenge you five, no one will say I am taking advantage, and the sect master will agree."
As Lin Feng's words fell, everyone's gaze froze. Lin Feng was going to challenge the five inner sect strongmen whose names were carved on the ranking stone wall?
Crazy, Lin Feng must be crazy.
Even if Lin Feng had mastered the sword momentum and could fight beyond his level, these were five experts at the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm. One attack might be enough to take Lin Feng's life.
But Lin Feng, who claimed to challenge the five, was not crazy, what else could it be?
Even Han Man opened his mouth, this guy...
In the crowd, Liu Fei was also stunned, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Feng. She thought that although Lin Feng was strong, his talent was even stronger. She wanted to recruit Lin Feng, give him time, and he would surely become a strongman, with his name carved on the stone wall. But now, dealing with the people on the stone wall was still a bit too much for him.
However, Lin Feng gave her a big surprise. This bastard, was he going to challenge the five strongmen on the stone wall? Didn't he know how powerful those people were?
"Bastard." Liu Fei cursed softly in her heart, somewhat worried about Lin Feng. Lin Feng had insulted these people, and they would definitely not let him off.
Even Nangong Ling was somewhat surprised, his brows slightly furrowed. Lin Feng was going to challenge five second-level Spirit Martial Realm experts. If anything went wrong, it would be bad.
Moreover, Lin Feng had been personally granted the status of an inner sect disciple by him. Why was he still calling himself an outer sect person?
"Five is too many, you should challenge one first."
Nangong Ling did not want Lin Feng to take risks. Besides, Lin Feng was a person valued by those two. If anything happened, he would not be able to explain to them.
"No need, all five, come up together."
Lin Feng seemed unwilling to accept his kindness, his voice calm.
"You want to die, I'll help you, one is enough."
One of the five sneered. Lin Feng, who dared to challenge them five, was truly reckless.
"All together, I don't want to see him live for another second in front of me."
Wenren Yan interrupted him. Lin Feng's words just now had insulted him as unkind, unjust, and unwise, and had insulted him as a potential traitor to the sect. He already hated Lin Feng to the bone.
The five's gazes tightened. Although they all wanted to kill Lin Feng personally, they dared not disobey Wenren Yan's words.
Their figures trembled, and five figures simultaneously landed on the central life-and-death platform, coldly staring at Lin Feng. Five powerful auras instantly locked onto Lin Feng.
"Remember, the one who kills you is called Yueyang."
One of them emitted dazzling flames, his palm extended, and immediately, a fierce flame roared, as if the space was about to burn. A huge flame palm print shot out, heat waves surged, and at the same time, the other four also launched their attacks. The combined power of the five second-level Spirit Martial Realm experts, even without releasing their martial souls, created a surging pressure that could be felt even by those below the life-and-death platform.
As for Lin Feng, he was enveloped by various powerful attacks, as if he would be overwhelmed in the next moment.
Then, at that moment, a surging aura burst forth, a domineering palm print suddenly appeared, covering the eight directions, like a thousand horses galloping, with an incomparably grand momentum.
"The highest level of the Eight Directions Palm, palm prints fill the sky, the eight directions of the world."
The crowd's gaze froze, watching the endless palm prints that seemed to appear from nowhere, instantly colliding with the attacks, the sound of explosions never ceasing.
"Die." Yueyang broke through, the domineering flame palm print continuously stacking, breaking through the Eight Directions Palm's restraint. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be so strong, using the Eight Directions Palm to its peak, but to deal with them five at the same time with just the Eight Directions Palm was far from enough.
"Sword."
A fierce howl echoed, the sword howled through the mountains and rivers, a brilliant light flashed in the space.
This one, as if coming from the heavens, this one, swift as a flash, dazzling like a streak of light.
The endless sea of fire around Yueyang suddenly extinguished, his expression froze, and after a moment, a blood line shot out from his neck, making everyone's hearts tremble.
Sword!
They seemed to have forgotten that what Lin Feng was good at was not the palm, but the sword.
Sword out, person dead, sword momentum present, the world darkens, a sword light moves the nine states.
However, Lin Feng's Eight Directions Palm was too powerful. Using the power of the first level of the Spirit Martial Realm, he pushed the Eight Directions Palm to its limit, simultaneously attacking five second-level Spirit Martial Realm experts, making Yueyang forget that Lin Feng's strength lay in the sword, and he paid a heavy price for it, the price being his life.
"Is that, the Sword Drawing Technique?"
Many people recognized that sword just now, and were even more shocked. The Sword Drawing Technique was always considered a useless martial skill, a chicken rib, but in Lin Feng's hands, the Sword Drawing Technique was so powerful, swift as lightning, exquisite to the extreme, and unpredictable.
That sword was so stunning!
"No wonder the Northern Elder values him so much. In terms of martial skill talent, no one can match this young man."
Lin Feng's status in Nangong Ling's heart rose again. At the first level of the Spirit Martial Realm, he pushed the Eight Directions Palm to its limit and unleashed the Sword Drawing Technique with such formidable power. Was this really done by a disciple who had just entered the inner sect?