The clash between Lin Feng and Tian Mang Xing Yi on the arena, sword against saber, was observed by Chen Tian below. Chen Tian couldn't tell who would win, but the situation seemed evenly matched. Lin Feng swept his saber horizontally, and as the blade cut through the air, Tian Mang Xing Yi spun his sword defensively. The sword and saber collided instantly, sparks flying. Tian Mang Xing Yi and Lin Feng's eyes met fiercely, their battle intent surging. Tian Mang Xing Yi was the second strongest in the Ba Tian team and had no equal in the entire Southern Sea.
Tian Mang Xing Yi yearned for a worthy opponent, and now one stood before him. He was excited, as was Lin Feng. Such a genius, such a prodigy, he absolutely had to slay him. Tian Mang Xing Yi became Lin Feng's second target for elimination. Their realms were only one level apart, yet their combat strength was comparable. Only Chen Tian knew why.
Tian Mang Xing Yi was a being from the cultivation world, and his life essence and planar origin were different. The Heavenly Dao's suppression on the Bei Yuan Continent had a slight effect on Tian Mang Xing Yi, but only slight. Tian Mang Xing Yi's realm was equivalent to the fifth level of the Ju Pin realm, only a small gap from Lin Feng. His spiritual energy far surpassed the vortex energy of the Bei Yuan Continent, making cross-level combat not an issue, depending on the opponent. If not for the Heavenly Dao's suppression, Lin Feng would have lost.
The techniques of the cultivation world were far superior to those of the Bei Yuan Continent. Chen Tian could see that Tian Mang Xing Yi's combat experience was not lacking, at least superior to everyone present. Lin Feng's victory would be difficult.
On the arena, the saber traced a four-directional pattern, and blood-red blades appeared in four directions, surrounding Tian Mang Xing Yi. Tian Mang Xing Yi's sword trembled slightly, and then he spun his entire body. The blade collided with the spinning Tian Mang Xing Yi.
An explosion rocked the arena. Amidst the blast, Tian Mang Xing Yi's sword transformed into a streak of sword light, thrusting directly at Lin Feng. Lin Feng raised his saber to block. The tip of the sword met the body of the saber, and Lin Feng stumbled back a few steps before steadying himself. He decisively changed his attack, unleashing martial arts with his kicks. Tian Mang Xing Yi rotated 360 degrees, evading Lin Feng's assault.
Seeing Tian Mang Xing Yi evade his attack, Lin Feng immediately brought down his saber as the opponent hadn't stabilized himself. The blood-red saber was like the Grim Reaper's scythe. However, Lin Feng controlled the force of this strike, ensuring it wouldn't be fatal. He still heeded Yun Feng's warning and dared not kill his opponent. Being expelled from Lingyun Academy would be a regret. With so many geniuses and prodigies here, he was waiting to grow stronger and defeat them one by one. How could he possibly leave?
"Endure for a moment, and peace will reign." Lin Feng's saber charged forward, turning into a blood-red streak of light. Tian Mang Xing Yi, with his sword in his left hand, instantly conjured a six-pointed star pattern. A shield formed by the six stars blocked his front. Lin Feng's thrust struck the shield, causing a crack. It was slight, but with time, the crack widened. With a "snap," the shield was pierced by the tip of the saber. Tian Mang Xing Yi, facing the approaching saber, showed no panic. With a flick of his sword, he caught Lin Feng's saber by the hilt. This scene was unimaginable but appeared before everyone's eyes.
Tian Mang Xing Yi said indifferently, "Your combat experience is good, but unfortunately, your techniques and skills are not very refined."
With that, Tian Mang Xing Yi swung his arm, and Lin Feng's saber, guided by Tian Mang Xing Yi's sword, began a wide arc. At the apex of the arc, the saber was flung away, landing on the other side of the arena. Tian Mang Xing Yi then put away his weapon and threw a punch.
Bang!
Lin Feng was sent staggering back, almost falling off the arena. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Lin Feng could withstand the damage from that punch.
Tian Mang Xing Yi stood with his hands behind his back and said, "We fought fairly. Now it's time for a bout of bare-handed combat."
"Just as I wish!"
Lin Feng knew he couldn't win with weapons, so he would fight with bare fists. Chen Tian watched from below, shaking his head. Yun Feng remarked, "Chen Tian, do you think Lin Feng will lose?"
"Not just lose, he's guaranteed to lose!"
Chen Tian replied. Yun Feng was stunned for a moment. Chen Tian's words came out as if he already knew the outcome.
In Chen Tian's eyes, only Tian Mang Xing Yi could win. Tian Mang Xing Yi, a cultivator, was at a lower realm than Lin Feng, but his combat experience, techniques, and methods were far richer. Tian Mang Xing Yi had not yet used his innate divine abilities or spells.
This battle was destined for Tian Mang Xing Yi to win. On the arena, Lin Feng adopted a stance, fully focused. The blood-red hue in his eyes deepened. Chen Tian watched Lin Feng's transformation from below, his expression unchanged. Chen Tian understood Tian Mang Xing Yi's intentions and allowed him to proceed, intending to help Lin Feng.
Under everyone's gaze, Tian Mang Xing Yi adopted a peculiar fighting posture with his hands and feet, a movement unseen before. This was a martial art from the cultivation world, a close-quarters combat method. He stepped forward, and the arena floor rumbled. Fists met fists. Lin Feng's blood-red fist carried explosive power, while Tian Mang Xing Yi's fist was entwined with white airflow. Lin Feng's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected such immense strength from his opponent. He was completely at a disadvantage. In such a situation, admitting defeat would be wise.
But who was he? He was Lin Feng, the "Madman Lin," a slayer of geniuses and prodigies. How could he possibly surrender? Never.
This unyielding will fueled Lin Feng's personal strength, enveloping his entire body in blood-red airflow that instantly covered the entire arena, turning it crimson. Lin Feng's figure was clad in an armor of blood, and this red blood armor caused his aura and realm to continuously climb. Lin Feng gained immense power, at the cost of completely losing his sanity.
He went into qi deviation, influenced by resentment, becoming a killing machine. Lin Feng roared, his fist erupting with power. Tian Mang Xing Yi was sent staggering back, almost falling off the arena.
Tian Mang Xing Yi's face lit up with excitement. "I was waiting for this moment! Come on, this is the real moment to decide the winner."
Tian Mang Xing Yi's initial plan was to drive Lin Feng into qi deviation. After entering qi deviation, his strength would surge. Tian Mang Xing Yi craved a strong opponent, and the stronger, the better. He deliberately orchestrated this, possessing the strength to send Lin Feng off the arena. He had fought until now precisely for such a battle.
His entire body was enveloped in white airflow, and a neighing sound echoed from the arena. A white Celestial Horse stood with its four hooves at the edge of the arena. Its body was covered in snow-white feathers, its head held high. A five-pointed star formed by constellations was etched in the center of its forehead. Its snow-white wings spread from its back, and its tail flicked.
Chen Tian saw Tian Mang Xing Yi use his true form and knew the outcome of this battle was decided. Winner: Tian Mang Xing Yi.
Tian Mang Xing Yi belonged to the Celestial Horse clan of the Star Realm. Celestial Horses mastered the power of stars and could freely control stellar energy, soaring through the sky. While cultivators needed to reach a certain realm to fly, some beings did not. They possessed inherent advantages, like the Celestial Horse clan. From birth, they could fly, and some divine beasts were born with realms comparable to saints.
The Celestial Horse took a step, and the arena floor actually sank with its hoof, then returned to normal. The Celestial Horse spread its wings on its back, and its figure flashed. Starlight, brilliant and dazzling, vanished in an instant!
Innate Divine Pupil: Star Flash!
Lin Feng, having lost his mind, had no ability to think. The Celestial Horse appeared behind Lin Feng, its four hooves lifting and falling. Terrifying power and astonishing speed erupted. Four consecutive sounds echoed as Lin Feng was pushed back more than ten steps. This was despite Lin Feng's amplified power from going into qi deviation; normally, he wouldn't have been able to withstand this move.
The Celestial Horse let out a cry, its sound waves rippling across the arena. Lin Feng clutched his ears in pain, unable to fight at full strength in this state.
With a "bang," Lin Feng fell off the arena and lost consciousness. The Celestial Horse transformed back into human form, and Tian Mang Xing Yi stood on the arena.
A young girl's voice announced, "Winner, Tian Mang Xing Yi."
"Um, I'd like to challenge again. Is that possible?"
After speaking, Tian Mang Xing Yi looked at Chen Tian. Chen Tian's lips curved into a smile, and he nodded, as if understanding what the other party's gaze implied.
The young girl looked at Ba Tian, who nodded, signaling his consent. The young girl commenced the next match.
In this match, Chen Tian stepped onto the arena and landed in the center with a leap. Chen Tian spoke, "If not for the Heavenly Dao's suppression, your strength would be at least in the Saint realm."
"I've been observing you for a long time. You have a spiritual energy aura similar to mine. You and I are of the same kind. I'm confused why you are here, but let's spar first."
Tian Mang Xing Yi opened his hands and thrust them forward. Chen Tian deftly dodged left and right, evading Tian Mang Xing Yi's palms several times. Tian Mang Xing Yi knew Chen Tian was capable and increased his power and speed, three parts faster than before.
Chen Tian swung his arms left and right, his palms deflecting Tian Mang Xing Yi's attacks one by one. Chen Tian's eyes sharpened, and he transitioned from defense to offense, throwing dozens of punches in quick succession, as if each punch were a real fist. As Chen Tian's fists approached Tian Mang Xing Yi, he crossed his arms. The punches struck his arms, which made a cracking sound. Tian Mang Xing Yi winced in pain for a few moments. When the offensive stopped, it was discovered that Chen Tian was still standing in the center of the arena.
He had not moved from the center from beginning to end, like an unshakeable mountain!