Chapter 30

In the afternoon, at the second watch of the hour of Shen.

The final battle!

On the first arena.

Tanggu stood opposite "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei.

"Iron Sword" Du Pengfei stared intently at Tanggu, his eyes filled with a condescending gaze and an impatient look: "Kid, you've indeed surprised me, but... it ends here with me!"

Upon hearing this, Tanggu remained unperturbed: "We'll see if you have the strength to end it!"

"Enough talk, let's begin!"

"Begin!"

"Boom!"

"Iron Sword" Du Pengfei took a step forward, and a silver longsword flew out from behind him, landing instantly in his palm.

His eyes turned stern, and his entire body was filled with a burst of energy as he swung the sword.

The rolling sword qi was like smoke, like snow, and like a mighty river, endless and surging.

A Fifth-Rank Sword, the Silver Spirit Mystic Sword!

Compared to the standard Mystic Thick Sword in Tanggu's hand, it was two ranks higher, with a power that could not be compared.

In the audience, everyone held their breath, their eyes wide open.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the technique as a First-Rank High-Rank rare sword technique, "Flying Cloud Snowfall Sword!"

This sword technique was rarer than the Northern Desert Soft Fist used by Li Youxue at the end, and it was a secret technique passed down by one of the Outer Academy's mentors, taught only to Du Pengfei. The power of this sword technique was already on par with a First-Rank High-Rank sword technique.

However, Tanggu, standing opposite, showed no signs of being moved. He took a slight step to the left, evading the sword, and the Mystic Thick Sword behind him responded, drawing out a mysterious and strange purple light that twisted and flew through the air, resembling a dragon ascending or a snake diving into water, slicing forward.

"Kid, you want to dodge, but my sword won't allow it!"

"Snowfall Connecting Clouds!"

With a loud shout, Du Pengfei's Silver Spirit Mystic Sword instantly burst into a myriad of light, like a mountain flood or a collapsing snow mountain. His figure flashed, and amidst the overlapping shadows, a series of white light bands formed on his sword, rising and falling like halos, incredibly beautiful.

The two swords clashed in mid-air, and a terrifying collision sound echoed. Tanggu grunted and retreated several steps, clearly at a disadvantage. The Mystic Thick Sword in his hand now had several unsightly notches.

His eyes narrowed, finally taking his opponent more seriously. The top student of the Outer Academy, at the late Second Turn of Qi Dao, indeed lived up to his reputation!

"You take my sword too!"

He did not dodge or evade, and the Mystic Thick Sword in his hand swung out with a purple light. The purple light layered upon itself, like a mountain, like water.

In the purple light, traces of a gentle breeze could be seen, clearly enhanced by the power of a First-Rank Medium-Rank auxiliary martial technique, the "Gentle Breeze Technique."

The speed of the Mystic Thick Sword's strike increased by one to three tenths.

Opposite, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei sneered: "A mere trick, watch me break it!"

As he spoke, the Silver Spirit Mystic Sword in his hand became incredibly agile, flying out like flowing clouds and a thousand waterfalls, like a thousand miles of snow.

A sense of emptiness, loneliness, and isolation emerged, a bone-chilling cold that could freeze the soul, yet could not be stopped.

The two swords clashed again in mid-air. The tip of the Mystic Thick Sword in Tanggu's hand snapped off with a "puff," breaking instantly... Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he rapidly retreated.

"Ha ha ha ha, kid, you're nothing. I thought you had real strength. Want to run? Let this sword end it for you!"

As he spoke, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei's face turned fierce, his handsome features twisted with cruelty. The Silver Spirit Mystic Sword in his hand burst into a myriad of sword flowers, each like a pear blossom on a tree, a city full of wind and rain, exuding a lonely and desolate killing intent.

Most terrifyingly, occasional fine white rays would flicker from his sword, stretching and retracting like snakes, each about a foot long.

In the audience, all the disciples' faces changed, and they exclaimed in shock: "Qi Light, Du Senior Brother has actually cultivated the Flying Cloud Snowfall Sword to the point of producing Qi Light. Truly terrifying, this must be at least the Profound Realm of sword techniques. The title of the top student in the Outer Academy is indeed well-deserved!"

"Yes, it looks like Tanggu is bound to fail. If this Qi Light touches even a little, without defensive martial techniques, it will instantly sever bones and limbs, causing death or injury. And Tanggu, from start to finish, seems to only know this one strange sword technique, with no other martial techniques. This time, he is surely doomed!"

"The dark horse's journey ends. The top student of the Outer Academy is the top student, no one can match him. With Du Senior Brother's current strength, even if he enters the Inner Academy, few could match him."

"Profound Realm, huh?"

Opposite, Tanggu's eyes also changed slightly upon seeing this sword, but in an instant, they were filled with confidence.

"Using only the First Turn of Qi Dao for so long, do you really think I only have the strength of the First Turn of Qi Dao?"

As he spoke, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from Tanggu's entire body, growing stronger and stronger, finally surpassing most people in the arena, with only a few being on par with him.

"Second Turn of Qi Dao!"

Everyone was shocked. It turned out that Tanggu had been using only the First Turn of Qi Dao to defeat the mid-Second Turn of Qi Dao and Spider Poison Pill user Wang Zheng, as well as Li Youxue, who possessed the First-Rank High-Rank rare martial technique Northern Desert Soft Fist.

Who would have thought that this Outer Academy servant disciple, who was only at the Middle Qi Sensing Realm a month ago, had not only broken through to the First Turn of Qi Dao but had already reached the Second Turn of Qi Dao in such a short time?

The vast and powerful natural qi gathered around Tanggu, and small green wind spirals appeared all over his body, lifting him and making him much lighter.

He held the half-broken Mystic Thick Sword, slowly infusing it with his inner breath. Gradually, intense and brilliant red sword light emerged from the Mystic Thick Sword.

The sword light was like a raging fire, finally forming a massive red sword dragon on the blade. The sword dragon surged forward, colliding with the Silver Spirit Mystic Sword struck by "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei in mid-air.

"Puff, puff!"

The Third-Rank Mystic Thick Sword could not withstand such immense power and instantly shattered, turning into a shower of small iron fragments.

However, the red sword dragon did not disintegrate. Instead, it instantly struck back, sending Du Pengfei's sword, which contained Qi Light, flying backward. Du Pengfei staggered, his face pale, and he fell to his knees, sliding several meters and almost falling off the arena. He felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood!

With one sword, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei dropped his sword and was severely injured!

In the audience, everyone was in an uproar! Tanggu had hidden his strength, and "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei's strongest attack was no match for him, causing him to spit blood. Could the final outcome be rewritten today?

Everyone's hearts raced, and on the arena, as he watched his Silver Spirit Mystic Sword fly far away, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei knelt at the edge of the arena, his face turning ugly and fierce.

Tanggu did not advance, and the atmosphere on the arena suddenly became extremely tense, with a sense of an impending storm in the air.

Du Pengfei kept his head down, kneeling on one knee on the arena, and no one could see his expression, but his aura was unpredictable.

"Is he conceding?"

"Yes, his sword flew away. What else can he do but concede? The top student of the Outer Academy is rewritten! 'Iron Sword' Du Pengfei will become just another nobody!"

"Is that so, conceding?"

Suddenly, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei lifted his face, and his eyes turned a ghostly red, filled with a terrifying bloodlust, madness, and savagery.

"Crack, crack!"

He slowly stood up, his bones cracking like bamboo in a pan, and he slowly raised his left hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the audience, a faint blue spiritual energy appeared on his left hand, like a flame that constantly flickered and floated in the air, like a spirit.

"Iron Sword" Du Pengfei suddenly opened his mouth, and the blue spiritual energy began to slowly expand and compress, finally forming a long blue ribbon that wrapped around his fingers.

A terrifying water qi fluctuation instantly emerged from his body, and on his left index finger, a foot-long, finger-thin, scaled, and horned blue python with sharp teeth appeared, coiling and hissing.

The blue python seemed to extend from his finger, and the surrounding space was filled with faint blue flames, which blurred the space around the blue snake.

"This is... the First-Rank Supreme Finger Technique, Thunder Water Mad Snake Finger?"

In the audience, everyone's faces changed instantly, almost disbelieving their eyes.

On the arena, since the appearance of this finger-thick blue snake, the originally weak aura of "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei suddenly surged, sweeping across the entire arena!

"Actually forcing me to use this move, kid, I will make you die, die—"

At this moment, "Iron Sword" Du Pengfei's expression was more ferocious than ever, a terrifying madness spreading from his body.

He lifted his eyes, which instantly turned a deep blue, like the deepest spring in the coldest ice, exuding an extremely terrifying cold, eerie, and bizarre aura.

PS: Third update. One recommendation ticket please.

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