Lin Feng's gaze turned and once again fell upon the inner disciples.
"Do any of you want to step up and replace Wenren Yan?"
No one dared to respond, not even the four powerful figures who ranked ahead of Tong Shou.
Tong Shou, with his powerful attacks, would require great effort to defeat even if they encountered him, but Lin Feng had only needed one sword strike to make Tong Shou bleed on the spot.
However, what made them even more wary was whether the strength Lin Feng displayed was all he had.
Tong Shou had only made Lin Feng use one sword strike, and they couldn't tell how many more cards Lin Feng had or how strong he was.
Everyone's gaze fell on Wenren Yan, as if he alone could suppress this rising prodigy.
"The grand competition of the sect today seems to have become Lin Feng's rise to prominence."
The crowd felt a bitter smile in their hearts. The grand competition had lost its original meaning, and Lin Feng was the only protagonist. Everyone in the sect was witnessing his unparalleled talent.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Wenren Yan's eyes narrowed again, emitting a chilling and venomous gaze.
Today, Lin Feng was shining brightly, and every time Lin Feng shone, he felt as if he had been slapped, because he had always insulted Lin Feng, calling him a waste and an ant.
Now, among the inner disciples, no one except him dared to challenge Lin Feng. Many people probably thought that Wenren Yan was just talking big.
After all, Lin Feng's formidable strength was evident; how could he be a waste or an ant?
"Wenren Yan, now, shouldn't you prove to everyone that I, Lin Feng, am a waste and an ant in front of you?"
Lin Feng's gaze also fell on Wenren Yan. Han Man, who had contradicted him, was severely injured by him, and Lin Feng even threatened to kill him if he said another word.
Moreover, he had designated Liu Fei as his woman, and because he and Liu Fei walked together, he wanted to kill him.
Arrogant and unreasonable, with no regard for others—this was Wenren Yan.
"Since you are stronger than me, you want to kill me. Then, if I am stronger than you, I will also kill you."
Lin Feng's heart was cold. Wenren Yan and Mo Xie were both destined to be killed.
If Lin Feng didn't kill them, and they found an opportunity, they would still kill Lin Feng.
"Funny."
Wenren Yan spat out two words, took a step forward, and instantly arrived on the highest central life-and-death platform.
For a moment, everyone's gaze was filled with anticipation.
Wenren Yan, the top disciple of the inner sect, was always hailed as the most talented disciple of the Yunhai Sect before Lin Feng appeared, even surpassing Linghu Heshan and Butcher.
Lin Feng, who had risen strongly, had eliminated all those who obstructed him. Because of him, the outer sect elder Lu Yuan would be stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the sect. He even declared that he would expel the inner sect elder Mo Xie from the Yunhai Sect.
It could be said that these two were the most promising disciples of the Yunhai Sect at present. Who would be the one to stand out in the clash between these two geniuses?
"Do you think that just because you can kill Leibo and Tong Shou, you have the strength to match me?"
Wenren Yan's gaze was filled with intense sarcasm. "I can kill you easily, but you are just an ant in my eyes. I disdain to act against you, but since you force me to, I will show you how ridiculous your provocation is and how humble your confidence is."
"I will use your blood to prove to everyone that I, Wenren Yan, am unmatched."
Arrogant, domineering, and looking down on everything.
"Your nonsense is truly unmatched."
Lin Feng's sarcastic voice echoed, making Wenren Yan's confident gaze waver slightly, and the venomous look in his eyes became even more sinister.
"Enough."
At this moment, Nangong Ling on the viewing platform suddenly spoke, looking at the two on the life-and-death platform.
"You are both geniuses of our Yunhai Sect. The future of the Yunhai Sect depends on you. Why must it come to a life-or-death struggle? Take a step back, and treat this as a friendly competition. Do not harm each other."
Nangong Ling tried to stop the two. Both Wenren Yan and Lin Feng were geniuses, and the death of either in this battle would be a loss to the sect, which was not worth it.
He did not want anything to happen to either of them, and more specifically, he did not want anything to happen to Lin Feng.
Because Nangong Ling understood Wenren Yan's strength, which was too formidable. Even if Lin Feng's martial soul was a sword, he could not surpass Wenren Yan, as Wenren Yan's martial soul was also extremely powerful and rare.
"Master, you have seen that this waste has been forcing me to act. Do you think I, Wenren Yan, would fear him?"
Even Nangong Ling's words could not sway Wenren Yan's determination. He was determined to kill Lin Feng, and only by doing so could he prove his strength. The strongest genius of the Yunhai Sect must be him, Wenren Yan.
Lin Feng was just a foil for him.
"Lin Feng, take a step back."
Nangong Ling, helpless, said to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng smiled lightly and looked at Nangong Ling. "It seems, Master, you still do not trust me. Do you think I will definitely lose?"
Nangong Ling's gaze wavered, and he shook his head with a bitter smile. "Lin Feng, Wenren's strength is at the peak of the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm. His martial soul is the beast martial soul, Blue Bamboo. Although your strength is strong, it may take some time to surpass Wenren Yan."
Blue Bamboo, the demonic beast Blue Bamboo?
Lin Feng's pupils slightly contracted. In his memory, Blue Bamboo was a snake-like demonic beast, not large in size but extremely venomous, with blue demonic eyes, fast as lightning, and with a terrifying evasion ability.
"No wonder his eyes are so sinister and have a blue luster. He must have the Blue Bamboo martial soul."
Lin Feng recalled Wenren Yan's gaze when he narrowed his eyes, which indeed resembled a venomous snake, making one feel uneasy.
However, just because he had the Blue Bamboo martial soul, would Lin Feng be afraid?
"Master, our Yunhai Sect has never restricted duels among disciples. This junior has repeatedly insulted my disciple and deserves to die. Just because he is talented, Master protects him in every way. Where does this leave my dignity?"
At this moment, a cold voice echoed, and a figure descended from the sky, landing lightly on the viewing platform as if walking in the air.
"Who is this person? Is Wenren Yan her disciple?"
The crowd's gaze focused on the old woman who appeared, with a withered face and disheveled hair, giving a sinister and terrifying impression.
Moreover, she dared to question the Master, indicating her extraordinary status.
Some people who knew the inside story recognized the old woman and were secretly shocked. They didn't expect her to be involved, which meant that Lin Feng was in trouble.
"Master."
Wenren Yan, though arrogant, still showed respect when he saw the old woman, even more so than to Master Nangong Ling.
"Um," the old woman nodded indifferently, glanced at Duan Tianlang and others, and then said to Nangong Ling, "Master, let's not get involved in the affairs of the juniors. We don't want to make a laughingstock of ourselves."
Nangong Ling smiled bitterly. He hadn't expected the old woman to appear, and it seemed that things were getting worse.
"Old woman, you tell the Master not to interfere in the affairs of the juniors, but why do you come out?"
A figure of a crane flapped its wings, creating a whirlwind, and also landed on the viewing platform.
"North Elder."
Nangong Ling's bitter smile deepened. The conflict between Lin Feng and Wenren Yan had even alarmed the two guardians of the sect.
"Lin Feng, what do you think?"
"Willing to fight to the death."
Lin Feng naturally understood the North Elder's meaning. If he said he was unwilling to fight, the North Elder would likely protect him. However, today's battle was inevitable.
If he started to retreat and fear after learning about Wenren Yan's martial soul, what would he say about martial arts? Even if his strength was truly inferior to Wenren Yan, he must still fight.
The North Elder nodded. "If you really want to fight, then fight. Even if you die in battle, it will be your own choice. I will not interfere. You can still back out now."
"No need."
Lin Feng did not hesitate and shook his head.
"Good."
The North Elder nodded with satisfaction. "If you win, I will help you expel Mo Xie from the sect."
Hearing the North Elder's words, everyone's hearts trembled. What a domineering statement. If Lin Feng wins, he will expel Mo Xie from the sect. It seemed that this elder of the Star Pavilion had an extraordinary status, making such a promise to Lin Feng.
Mo Xie's face instantly turned extremely sinister. If Lin Feng wins, the North Elder will expel him from the sect. Damn...
Mo Xie hated the North Elder at this moment, but the other party's status was even higher than his father's, and he was powerless. Now he could only hope that Lin Feng would die at Wenren Yan's hands.
"Old woman, if Lin Feng loses, I will not interfere. If Lin Feng wins, will you not interfere?"
The North Elder's gaze shifted to the old woman and asked.
"Am I that incapable? Besides, my disciple will not lose."
The old woman's gaze met the North Elder's, confrontational. Her confidence in Wenren Yan was like the North Elder's confidence in Lin Feng.
"Since that's the case, let the battle begin."
The North Elder nodded indifferently.
Nangong Ling, caught between the two, smiled bitterly. The appearance of the old woman and the North Elder made him, the Master, seem irrelevant.
Is it destined that only one of Lin Feng and Wenren Yan can remain?
Nangong Ling was very reluctant, but he was helpless now.
The battle between Lin Feng and Wenren Yan was inevitable.
On the life-and-death platform, the two figures stood facing each other. Wenren Yan looked at Lin Feng and said sarcastically, "I really don't understand why the North Elder is so confident in you, believing that you can match me. But soon, he will realize that his expectations for you are too high."
"In front of me, you are just an ant. Your so-called talent is laughable. I, Wenren Yan, will prove to everyone what it means to be a genius."
As Wenren Yan spoke, an extremely sinister aura emanated from him. Behind him, a cold and venomous snake with blue eyes appeared. Though it was a shadow, it gave a tangible feeling, which was Wenren Yan's martial soul, the Blue Bamboo martial soul.