Chapter 41

After all, excessive blood loss and physical injuries cannot be recovered in a short time; he still needs to rest for a while.

But to have survived such a perilous situation is already a cause for great joy, so there's no need to be too greedy.

Chen Feng suddenly had an idea.

"The Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique emphasizes continuity and longevity, while my past true qi was too robust, making me feel uncomfortable during cultivation, as if I couldn't fully exert my strength."

"Now my true qi is depleted, it is continuous but not robust, which is precisely the time when I lack strength."

"This is the best moment to cultivate the Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique!"

Chen Feng leaped up and strode out of the cave.

Outside, the rain was still pouring heavily, and the downpour hitting his body was painful.

The heavy rain washed away the impurities on Chen Feng's skin, and he felt a cold chill penetrate his body, bringing an incredible sense of comfort.

He held the two-foot-long Poison Fang and practiced the sword technique repeatedly.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly roared, and his movements became as swift as lightning. Despite his speed being extremely fast, each movement was executed clearly, without any sign of disorder.

His sword tip trembled, and a white flower, as large as a sea bowl, suddenly formed at the tip of the sword.

The white flower had eighty-one petals, extremely intricate and beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

At the edges of the flower, black lines appeared and disappeared in the air, like fleeting glimpses. These were the voids torn by the high-speed movement of the sword tip.

This contained the power of annihilation!

Chen Feng instantly thrust the sword 120 times to form this flower!

Chen Feng stood proudly in the rain, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, his legs gave way, as the previous move had exhausted all his strength.

He flicked the two-foot-long Poison Fang, and the intricate and beautiful flower drifted toward the stone wall, floating and sinking in the wind and rain.

The flower touched the stone wall.

There was no intense collision, no earth-shattering sound, just a barely audible 'swoosh,' and the white flower sank into the stone wall.

A moment later, the white flower emerged from the back of the stone wall.

With its internal energy depleted, the white flower instantly withered, its petals falling off one by one, eventually disappearing without a trace.

It was extremely tragic.

The smile on Chen Feng's lips grew wider, spreading out.

This stone wall, which was a yard thick, was directly pierced by the flower. The hole was the same size as the flower, with smooth edges, as if carefully polished.

This indicated that the force within the flower was extremely concentrated and refined, not dispersing outward. But once it touched something, it delivered a powerful blow!

The Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique is indeed a third-grade yellow-level sword technique! Its power is so formidable!

"I understand, I understand, I understand how to combine the Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique with the Great Seal of Light and how to allocate time!"

"The Great Seal of Light is ancient and powerful, with a mountain-like presence, requiring a massive amount of true qi. The Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique, on the other hand, requires much less, making it suitable for use when true qi is heavily depleted."

"When I face an enemy, I will use the Great Seal of Light first to deplete the enemy's true qi, then use the Rainfall Flying Flower Sword Technique..."

Chen Feng laughed heartily in the wind and rain.

...

After nearly half a month of heavy summer rain, it finally stopped.

The weather became noticeably colder, and the leaves on the trees turned from emerald green to a slightly withered yellow. The autumn wind carried a chill.

At the outer sect of the Qianyuan Sect on Broken Arrow Peak, the atmosphere was hot and bustling.

On the large square outside the outer sect's gate, there were over a hundred arenas.

Around each arena, there were numerous seats for spectators to sit and watch.

The square was packed with people, with tens of thousands gathered there.

Not only were there...

Some arenas had already started, with intense battles, and the surrounding spectators were cheering loudly, encouraging and adding to the excitement.

Three hundred and twenty outer sect disciples who were eligible to participate had already been determined, with the lowest realm being the fourth level of the Later Heaven stage.

Their strength far exceeded that of ordinary outer sect disciples, and watching them fight broadened the horizons of the outer sect disciples, providing them with valuable experience that benefited their cultivation.

Therefore, the outer sect encouraged the disciples to watch the matches.

At an arena in the northeast corner, there were more people gathered than usual.

A rough estimate showed that there were three to four hundred people surrounding it, eagerly looking at the arena, but unfortunately, there was only one person on the arena at the moment.

It was Cui Zhen Shan.

His opponent seemed to have not arrived yet.

Ordinary disciples could only stand below the arena to watch, while the surrounding stone platforms were reserved for people of status.

Elder Sun sat there, surrounded by over a dozen disciples, all of whom were his apprentices.

He loved taking on apprentices, but his teaching skills were not very good, and only Cui Zhen Shan had shown some promise.

Sun Xin stood next to Elder Sun with a vicious look, his eyes constantly scanning the crowd, searching for that person, but unfortunately, he could not find him.

He turned to Elder Sun and said, "Father, that waste of space hasn't come yet."