15: Chapter 015 One Sword!
15: Chapter 015 One Sword!
“You, a mere ordinary disciple, don’t know to kneel and salute when you see your uncle master?” Ling Feng stood proudly, his aura imposing, like a sword piercing through the clouds to the Nine Heavens.
Upon these words, the surroundings immediately fell silent.
Ling Feng was indeed a disciple of Duanmu Qingshan’s lineage, and by seniority, he was indeed considered an uncle master to Shi Tailong and the others.
However, this relation of seniority meant nothing in the face of real power.
Moreover, the lineage of Duanmu Qingshan had long become a joke, and Ling Feng foolishly using this laughable seniority as a point was simply stupid.
After a brief silence, there came a burst of hearty laughter.
“Ha ha ha, what an idiot!”
“What a fool, he thinks just because he has a good master, he can sit on equal terms with the other peak masters?”
I, Zhao Ritian, have been in the Inner Sect for seven or eight years, and I’ve never seen someone so foolish; you’re the first I’d acknowledge!”
“Kneel and salute?” Shi Tailong and the other Feixing Peak disciples couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Kid, you really reached a new level of stupidity, you nearly made me laugh!”
“Father teasing son is natural, just laugh,” Ling Feng squinted his eyes, speaking indifferently.
“You bastard!” The laughter abruptly stopped, as Shi Tailong’s expression turned cold, and he coldly said, “Stop trying to win with mere words, the debt from last time should be properly settled today!”
“It is time to settle it!” A chill flashed in Ling Feng’s eyes.
If not for Duanmu Qingshan’s timely help last time, he might have been seriously injured or even killed by Shi Tailong.
Ling Feng would not show any mercy to someone who wanted to take his life.
“This kid’s temper is too stubborn!
Provoking Shi Tailong , he’s really courting death!” Wang Danfeng clenched his fists, unable to bear watching any further.
The sound of swords resonated as Shi Tailong instantly drew the sword from his waist.
He harbored the intent to kill without any reservation.
Shi Tailong roared, stepping with a movement technique, approaching Ling Feng at a cunning angle, shooting forward like a whirlwind to strike him.
“It’s the Gale Thirteen Swords’ killing move!
I didn’t expect Senior Brother Shi to have practiced this swordsmanship to such perfection!”
“This kid is finished!”
“This strike is sure to be lethal!”
The surrounding disciples shook their heads, presumably the next scene would be blood spilling five steps away.
it’s my fault!” Regret flashed across Wang Danfeng’s face; if only he had kept Ling Feng in the Outer Sect under his care, he wouldn’t have lost his life just days after joining the Wenxian Sect.
You call this swordsmanship?”
Ling Feng’s lips curled into a cold smile.
These past few days, he had been diligently practicing the “Shattering Star Sword Technique” taught by Duanmu Qingshan, his horizons were no longer what they had been.
Although it was late, it happened quickly!
The crowd only heard a sound like metal clashing, emitting a glaring spark.
Suddenly, a blinding flash of sword light burst forth, as if a Sword God had descended from the West.
Amidst the dazzling light, Ling Feng made his move!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A few thrusts of his sword, as if he were pointing out territories on a map, a bizarre scene unfolded.
No matter where Shi Tailong attacked Ling Feng, Ling Feng, seemingly with foreknowledge, had already positioned his sword horizontally to block.
His sword tip, like a Spiritual Snake flicking its tongue, retaliated with a counter-strike, catching Shi Tailong completely off guard.
Ling Feng shouted lowly, and the Three-foot Green Blade Sword trembled, sending a Sword Qi slicing through the sky, aiming directly at Shi Tailong’s right eye.
A scream tore through the clouds, followed by a clanging sound as Shi Tailong’s long sword fell to the ground.
Above his right eye, a barely discernible hole appeared — that Sword Qi had directly shattered his eyeball, robbing him of half his sight.
This was just a minor punishment as a severe warning.
Should there be a next time, it would be his head that would split open!
“Ah!” Shi Tailong clutched his right eye, rolling on the ground non-stop, blood spurting out, trembling all over in pain.
How did this happen?”
“Shi Tailong actually lost?
I didn’t even see how Ling Feng made his move!”
The surrounding disciples stared dumbfounded, swallowing hard.
They never expected that a monstrous disciple would emerge from Little Bamboo Peak.
“Senior Brother Shi!” The two disciples who had been following Shi Tailong were also trembling, hurrying to help the writhing Shi Tailong from the ground.
They stared at Ling Feng, their voices shaking, “Ling Feng, you madman, how dare you strike Senior Brother Shi so viciously?”
“Viciously?” Ling Feng’s eyes turned cold, and he glared at the disciple, “If you don’t get out of my way, I’ll strike you even more viciously!”
“You!” That disciple shivered under Ling Feng’s glare.
He dared not linger a moment longer and quickly, along with another fellow disciple, supported Shi Tailong as they fled back to Feixing Peak.
Ling Feng snorted lightly, having dealt with a few nuisances; he didn’t take it to heart.
With Duanmu Qingshan covering for him, he was not afraid of causing trouble.
Whoever dared to provoke him would get hit back!
“Although that Shi Tailong delayed me for a bit, I should still head to the Scripture Pavilion first to see if there are any worthy cultivation techniques and martial skills to learn.”
Ling Feng sheathed his sword and didn’t pay any mind to the surrounding onlookers, striding away as if he wasn’t worried at all about the repercussions of injuring a Feixing Peak disciple.
Is this really the youth I brought here?”
Watching Ling Feng’s departing figure, Wang Danfeng stood there stunned, having thought that Ling Feng was sure to die, yet such an astonishing reversal had occurred.
That strike was too fast and too splendid!
“Insolence, sheer insolence!” Yang Wei was furious, jumping up and down, “This evil creature, to have the audacity to run wild in the Martial Arts Square!”
“Master, that boy claims he’s Duanmu Qingshan’s disciple.
According to seniority, he’s almost on par with the Sect Leader and doesn’t even consider you in his eyes!”
Shi Tailong covered his blinded right eye, wailing loudly, “Master, you must avenge me!
We cannot let that boy continue to be arrogant.”
“Damn it, and he thinks he can be on equal standing with the Sect Leader?
What does he amount to?” Yang Wei could hardly contain his rage, “Good lad, relying on Old Bastard Duanmu’s backing to start behaving so arrogantly within our Asking Immortal Sect?”
“Very well, I want to see just how capable you are, daring to mess with my people!”
“Senior Brother Yang, do not be enraged,” Lee Liang squinted his eyes, “Has Senior Brother forgotten that we can use this boy to get our hands on Old Bastard Duanmu’s Sword Scripture?
The more skillful this boy is, doesn’t it mean that Old Bastard Duanmu has begun to impart everything to him?
Once he has learned the Sword Scripture, then it won’t be too late for us to act!”
Yang Wei clenched his fists, “But that boy has hit my disciple.
If I don’t do something, others will think that I, Yang Wei, am afraid of that old bastard Duanmu.”
“Endure small grievances to uphold a greater strategy.
If we want to deal with that boy, isn’t it as simple as crushing an ant?
Enduring this moment, and getting Old Bastard Duanmu’s hidden Sword Scripture, is what’s truly important.”
“Hmph!” Yang Wei’s eyes flashed with a chilly glint, but thinking of the Sword Scripture, which even past Sect Leaders died for, he had to bear it.
“That boy still has some utility.
Let him keep his wretched life for now, but don’t expect him to have an easy life in the Spirit Immortal Sect!” Yang Wei snorted coldly, “Send the order down, the sect will stop all supplies to Ling Feng.
Scripture Pavilion, Elixir Medicine Pavilion, Divine Weapon Pavilion, and any cultivation site are forbidden to him!”