The blue bamboo venomous snake slithered up and climbed to the top of Wenren Yan's head, its blue eyes incredibly eerie.
"Wenren Yan shouted, and instantly, Lin Feng's gaze turned to Wenren Yan. The two pairs of blue, eerie eyes were like a bolt of lightning, making Lin Feng's mind tremble and his gaze lose focus.
Wenren Yan's eerie eyes held a hint of a cold smile. His body moved like a bolt of lightning, reaching Lin Feng in an instant. His hand shot out like a venomous snake, striking directly at Lin Feng's chest.
"So fast."
The crowd's eyes narrowed slightly. The blue bamboo venomous snake not only had incredibly eerie eyes but also an astonishing speed. Wenren Yan, possessing the characteristics of the blue bamboo, was like a venomous snake himself. Once he locked onto someone, it meant certain death.
"Oh no."
Lin Feng regained his composure from his dazed state and blocked with his sword. A powerful force surged through the sword, causing it to bend, and his body was directly sent flying, letting out a muffled groan.
"Floating Light."
Lin Feng's body spun slightly, finally stopping his retreat. His feet firmly rooted on the life-and-death platform.
Wenren Yan did not pursue. He just stood there, looking at Lin Feng and said with a cold smile, "Do you see the gap? Your so-called talent is nothing in front of me. I can toy with you however I want. Even if I don't attack, with my speed, you can't touch me at all."
"Indeed, although Lin Feng is strong, the gap between him and Wenren Yan is insurmountable. Wenren Yan is too powerful. Even the second-ranked inner disciple doesn't have the courage to face him."
The crowd felt a chill. With just a simple strike, Wenren Yan had stopped Lin Feng's momentum and made him suffer a setback.
As for Lin Feng, standing there, his pupils contracted, not daring to look into Wenren Yan's blue eyes.
After releasing his martial soul, Wenren Yan's eyes were filled with an eerie glow. Just one glance made him numb, and for a moment, he even forgot to think.
The blue bamboo venomous snake martial soul, the ability it bestowed upon Wenren Yan, was terrifying.
This is what talent means. Some people are born with powerful martial souls, making their talent far superior to countless others, with a higher starting point, just like Wenren Yan.
"Martial soul, Heavenly Light."
The extinguished cold eyes reappeared, Lin Feng's pupils turned into a heartless gray, his gaze icy. His senses gradually became incredibly sharp, and his mental calculation ability became terrifying.
A powerful sword momentum surged wildly, sword qi crisscrossed, and the life-and-death platform was filled with a deadly atmosphere.
"Is your sword momentum so impressive?"
Wenren Yan smiled coldly, his body trembled, and he instantly disappeared without a trace. A sinister aura locked onto Lin Feng, even stronger than the previous strike.
Lin Feng's body bent slightly, moving like a breeze, incredibly light and agile.
Wenren Yan's venomous snake hand struck the spot where Lin Feng had been standing, causing a ripple in the space.
"Huh?"
Wenren Yan let out a low exclamation, his hand spun, and he continued to chase Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng seemed to anticipate his attack, his body turned into a gentle breeze, gracefully dodging, as if it required no effort at all.
"Hmm?"
The crowd on the viewing platform saw this and their pupils contracted. What a graceful and subtle movement. Could Lin Feng have also cultivated a powerful evasion technique?
"What kind of movement technique can be so precise? Could it be not a movement technique but perception? Impossible, with Lin Feng's strength, how could he have such terrifying perception?"
Many people speculated in their hearts. This movement technique was too exquisite. With Wenren Yan's terrifying speed, he couldn't touch him at all. Each dodge was natural and flawless.
Lin Feng, of course, understood. He didn't have such a powerful movement technique. He could do this entirely because of his martial soul, the Heavenly Light martial soul, which granted him terrifying perception and sharp reactions. This perception seemed to slow down Wenren Yan's speed, and the sharp reactions allowed him to easily dodge Wenren Yan's attacks.
"Get out of the way."
Sword light flickered, Lin Feng's hand waved, and the powerful sword momentum aimed to cut through everything. Wenren Yan's body twisted, then retreated, instantly moving far away from Lin Feng, incredibly fast.
"How could you possibly dodge?" Wenren Yan's blue, eerie eyes stared at Lin Feng, his voice icy.
"Didn't you say you could toy with me however you wanted? Why are you retreating?"
Lin Feng's voice was icy. When Wenren Yan's eyes met Lin Feng's pupils, Wenren Yan's body trembled, staring intently at those heartless gray eyes.
"How can this be? Does he have a pupil technique too? Could he have a similar martial soul to mine?"
Wenren Yan muttered to himself, seeing Lin Feng's heartless eyes. Lin Feng's eyes were completely different from before, cold, deep, and devoid of any emotion. To Wenren Yan, only a pupil technique could cause such a change in the eyes.
"So what if you have a pupil technique? I will still kill you."
Wenren Yan thought to himself, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng, and said, "Lin Feng, look into my eyes."
The heartless, cold eyes and the eerie blue eyes clashed. This time, Lin Feng's gaze didn't waver at all, his eyes remained deep, icy, and gray.
"Indeed, it's a pupil technique, and it can't paralyze him."
Wenren Yan's face stiffened when he saw that Lin Feng's gaze didn't waver. It seemed that the blue-eyed demonic pupil had no effect on Lin Feng.
"Don't rush, I was just playing with you. Since you're eager to die, I'll grant your wish."
Wenren Yan's icy blue eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand. Instantly, a gray aura appeared in his hand, carrying a dead silence.
The blue bamboo venomous snake, besides its speed, evasion ability, and eerie eyes, also had a highly toxic venom, deadly upon contact.
This made it easy for Wenren Yan to cultivate some evil and poisonous martial techniques.
Poisonous Evil Palm, a high-level martial technique, transformed the internal energy in his body into poisonous evil qi. The attack was powerful, and once it hit the opponent, it would paralyze their body, allowing him to kill at will.
This kind of martial technique was extremely difficult to cultivate. Only those with exceptional talent or some unique martial souls could cultivate it. For example, Wenren Yan, with the blue bamboo martial soul, found it easy to cultivate the Poisonous Evil Palm, not only infusing it with poisonous evil qi but also enhancing its toxicity.
His figure flickered, and Wenren Yan's speed remained incredibly fast, reaching Lin Feng in an instant.
The evil qi surged, making Lin Feng feel his body slightly stagnate. Even a slight touch of the poisonous evil qi made his movements sluggish.
His light and agile body moved like the wind, and Lin Feng instantly changed his position, his long sword swinging, cutting out another strike, light radiating.
However, Wenren Yan's evasion ability was also extremely strong. He casually twisted his body, like a venomous snake, and the sword light cut past him, producing a loud crack.
"No wonder Wenren Yan is so proud; his strength is indeed formidable."
Lin Feng thought to himself. The blue-eyed demonic pupil and the Poisonous Evil Palm gave Wenren Yan powerful offensive capabilities. As for defense, he had the resilience of a snake and an incredibly strong evasion ability. His speed was also abnormal. Wenren Yan seemed to have no weaknesses.
If Lin Feng didn't have the Heavenly Light martial soul, he wouldn't be able to resist Wenren Yan's speed and attacks. Just the blue-eyed demonic pupil was too terrifying. In the inner disciples, no one except him could handle it.
"How long can you dodge?"
Wenren Yan laughed coldly, and the Poisonous Evil Palm chased Lin Feng relentlessly. The evil qi spread, and soon, a part of the life-and-death platform was filled with poisonous evil qi, lingering for a long time.
"Enough."
"Death-Dealing Sword."
Lin Feng shouted, and a dazzling sword light swept out with the force of a thousand armies, cutting through the poisonous evil qi. Wenren Yan's body instantly retreated, and Lin Feng's sword momentum, combined with the Extinction Sword Technique, was enough to threaten his life.
"Just now, you said you were just playing with me. I was also just playing with you. The top inner disciple? Genius? Just so-so."
Lin Feng's voice was like a demonic sound, echoing in the space.
Lin Feng, he was actually just playing with Wenren Yan? How could this be? Lin Feng was clearly being forced to have no counterattack, only dodging.
"Don't try to provoke me. Such a trick is too childish."
Wenren Yan's voice was filled with disdain.
"Provoking you? You're overestimating yourself. Martial souls aren't just yours."
As Lin Feng spoke, a black shadow appeared behind him, and shockingly, within this black shadow, there were a pair of white eyes, incredibly eerie.
"Martial soul, this is the first time Lin Feng has released his martial soul."
"What kind of martial soul is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
Seeing Lin Feng's martial soul, many people felt a chill. Indeed, during the battle with Wenren Yan, Lin Feng didn't release his martial soul. They naturally didn't know that Lin Feng had already unlocked the first level of the Heavenly Light martial soul.
"Heaven! Is this Lin Feng's martial soul? I remember Lin Feng's martial soul was a useless little snake, a waste of a martial soul. When did he get this kind of martial soul?"
Someone exclaimed, drawing the attention of the crowd. It was an outer disciple, with low strength, and no one paid attention to his words.
"That's right, I also remember Lin Feng had a waste of a martial soul. How did he suddenly have another martial soul? Could it be a dual martial soul?"
Another outer disciple agreed, only they knew how useless Lin Feng was back then, looked down upon, and bullied.
But the current Lin Feng seemed like a different person, rising rapidly in a short time, looking down on everyone, making them need to look up to him.
Unfortunately, although they spoke the truth, no one believed them.
Dual martial soul? How easy is that? How many martial cultivators can have a dual martial soul? Lin Feng was already a genius. If he had a dual martial soul, wouldn't he be a monster?
The crowd just thought these outer disciples were trying to attract attention.
"Wenren Yan, let me show you my true strength."
Lin Feng's voice was arrogant, making the crowd feel a chill. Lin Feng didn't use his true strength against Wenren Yan!
The black mist surged, almost enveloping Lin Feng's body. His eyes became colder, devoid of desire, heart, or emotion.
He raised his sword, the sword qi howled, and the sword momentum climbed wildly.
"Heavenly Light."
He spoke two words, and a dazzling white light flashed in his gray eyes, even more eerie than Wenren Yan's blue demonic eyes.
The Heavenly Light martial soul, named after Heavenly Light, was the first time Lin Feng used the ability granted by his martial soul, Heavenly Light.
His eyes locked onto Wenren Yan, and at this moment, Wenren Yan's cultivation and martial soul clearly appeared in Lin Feng's mind. Even Wenren Yan's every subtle movement was reflected in Lin Feng's mind.
Wenren Yan had a strange feeling, as if some force in the universe had locked onto his body. No matter where he went, he couldn't escape this lock.
"Sword."
His steps trembled, the sword shook the mountains and rivers, and Lin Feng's figure was incredibly fast, instantly reaching Wenren Yan. The death-dealing sword was cut out.
Wenren Yan's body flashed, using his strong evasion ability to dodge this strike. At the same time, his hand trembled, and the poisonous evil qi spread.
But at the same time, a black mist surged, enveloping the poisonous evil qi. Another dazzling strike poured down, the sword qi incredibly strong.
"Retreat."
Wenren Yan's blue eyes contracted, and he stepped back, but he found that Lin Feng's figure followed him like a shadow, as if attached to his body, pursuing his steps.
The unadorned death-dealing sword was cut out again, the sword light swallowing everything.
Wenren Yan gritted his teeth, his flexible body twisted, and he reflected from an unimaginable angle.
But what shocked Wenren Yan was that Lin Feng didn't need any time to think. His steps directly followed him, and another dazzling strike was swung out.
"How is this possible?"
Wenren Yan shouted in his heart, too terrifying. Lin Feng seemed to have a premonition, judging his evasion direction the moment his body moved. This was too terrifying.
Could it be that locking aura?
Wenren Yan's face turned ashen. One after another, the death-dealing sword beams made him busy dodging. More frustratingly, the poisonous evil qi he released was all swallowed by that strange mist, unable to harm Lin Feng at all. It was as if Lin Feng was naturally suppressing him, suppressing all his abilities.
"Lin Feng actually forced Wenren Yan to such a state?"
Everyone's eyes were numb. The situation had reversed in an instant. Wenren Yan completely lost the initiative, always defending, always in danger of losing his life.
Was the Lin Feng from just now really just playing with Wenren Yan? Facing such a strong opponent as Wenren Yan, he was just playing?
The experts on the viewing platform saw more clearly than the sect disciples. Lin Feng's talent was too terrifying, terrifying enough to make them jealous.
At this moment, they all understood that Lin Feng had another terrifying talent, perception. Lin Feng's perception ability was too terrifying. Only with such a strong perception ability could Lin Feng achieve this, suppressing Wenren Yan completely.
"Genius, why are you always dodging?"
A cold, indifferent voice came from Lin Feng's mouth, clear and distinct. Even while attacking, he still had the energy to tease Wenren Yan, making many people cry and laugh.
The word "genius" sounded so harsh at this moment, especially the arrogant words Wenren Yan said before the battle, making people feel strange.
Who is the real genius?
"Wenren Yan, didn't you say the gap between us is insurmountable? Now, are you feeling ashamed of always dodging?"
Lin Feng swung his sword, and the harsh words entered Wenren Yan's ears again, almost driving him mad.
"You, Wenren Yan, didn't you want to prove to everyone what a genius is? This is your proof."
Lin Feng seemed to have no intention of letting Wenren Yan off. Each harsh word made Wenren Yan's mind more chaotic, almost being hit by Lin Feng several times.
"You insulted others as trash, now you are so useless yourself. Do you feel ashamed, or do you have no sense of shame at all?"
Another harsh word entered Wenren Yan's ears, making him roar. This time, he didn't continue to dodge. His hands, carrying the cold poisonous evil qi, directly attacked Lin Feng, fearless of death.
"I was waiting for you to come and die."
A heartless light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and boundless sword momentum gathered on the sword. A destructive aura mixed with the sword qi, destroying everything, erasing everything.
"Death Sword."
The dazzling sword light, wrapped in a gray aura of death, carried a deadly aura, cutting towards Wenren Yan. At this moment, Wenren Yan's heart trembled violently.
"Retreat."
A loud shout came from the viewing platform. Wenren Yan didn't hesitate, his body retreated, using all his potential, incredibly fast.
"Kill!"
A single word was spoken, and the Death Sword was cut out, destroying everything.
"Boom."
The deathly howl was like a demonic sound, capable of destroying Wenren Yan in an instant. Even a hint of despair appeared in Wenren Yan's eyes. This strike was too dominant, too strong.
"Scatter."
At this moment, a surging aura descended from the sky, striking the destructive sword. The loud explosion continued, and the Death Sword gradually dissipated. In front of Lin Feng stood a figure, clearly the old woman who had just reminded Wenren Yan to retreat, his master.
"Enough, you have won this battle." The old woman said indifferently, her voice carrying an irresistible authority.
Lin Feng's pupils slightly contracted. How ridiculous, did he just want to win? If he lost, the cost might be his life, but he won, and Wenren Yan was still fine, unharmed.
"Old woman, have you forgotten our agreement?"
North Elder saw this and was slightly displeased.
"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our agreement. However, Wenren is my only disciple. Even if I lose face, I can't watch him die."
The old woman's words made the crowd puzzled. She said to North Elder not to worry, that she hadn't forgotten the agreement? But why did she interfere in the battle between Lin Feng and Wenren Yan, saving Wenren Yan? This seemed contradictory.
But the crowd didn't think too much. They were still immersed in that sword strike, a dominant strike. Lin Feng had truly defeated Wenren Yan, the top inner disciple of the sect.
From now on, Lin Feng was the true top inner disciple.
Nangong Ling had already stood up, staring blankly at the figure on the life-and-death platform, that proud and arrogant young figure.
Lin Feng had given him too many surprises.
"Alright, the sect competition is over for today. Everyone, disperse."
North Elder waved at the crowd, and surprisingly, he didn't argue with the old woman, making everyone stunned.
The sect competition is over?
Everyone's eyes fell on Nangong Ling, who looked at North Elder with confusion but only saw North Elder nodding at him.
"Ha, impressive. Today's Yunhai Sect competition has broadened my horizons. Why end it so early?"
At this moment, Duan Tianlang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of harshness, making Nangong Ling's brows furrow tightly.
"Sect Master, please give the order to disperse all the sect disciples and dissolve the sect."
North Elder's voice suddenly became exceptionally serious, making everyone's hearts tremble. Disperse all the sect disciples? And dissolve the sect?
What happened?
The crowd suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, but they heard Duan Tianlang's laughter again.
"Don't waste your time. The exits are all sealed. No one can leave. Just stay here."
"Duan Tianlang, what do you mean?"
Nangong Ling's eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp, staring directly at Duan Tianlang.
"What do I mean, Nangong Ling? Do you think we, the sect masters and the strongest of our sects, came to Yunhai Sect just to watch your competition? You're overestimating yourself." Duan Tianlang's voice also turned cold: "I said before, since Yunhai Sect refused