Chapter 79

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Elder Lideng and Elder Hufei's covert struggle left the other elders with no choice but to watch, clearly such incidents happened frequently, and they could only shake their heads, not daring to intervene.

Everyone knew about Elder Lideng's taboos, and they rarely mentioned them. Moreover, Elder Lideng had many good friends within the inner sect, so the outer sect elders dared not say anything, allowing Lideng to do as he pleased. This time, from the very beginning, the situation had shown signs of trouble, and since Elder Hufei greatly admired Linfei, it was as if he was deliberately putting sand in Lideng's eyes.

When Elder Lideng proposed the duel, no one found it strange. After all, Lideng was that kind of person, and Linfei had clearly violated his taboos.

Many of the elders were secretly considering whether they should remind their disciples not to practice the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, as provoking Lideng would not be a good idea.

Elder Hufei, on the other hand, was seething with anger, thinking to himself, "You, Lideng, are really pushing it too far. You have no shame. I finally admire a disciple, and you come to provoke me. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Hufei had always disliked Lideng's arrogant attitude, even to the point of extreme disgust. Out of respect for the outer sect elders, he had never really taken action.

Now, with Lideng planning to target Linfei, Hufei could easily sense the underlying intentions. Given that Zhang Wanshan was Lideng's beloved disciple, it was not hard to conclude that Lideng was about to make a move.

Hufei laughed, "Elder Li, I hear you have a copy of the 'Thousand Cloud Palms,' a mid-grade Yellow Rank Profound Art. I quite like it. If you use this mid-grade Yellow Rank Profound Art as the stake, I will agree to the duel!"

Lideng's face showed no emotion as he smiled, "No problem, it's just a copy of the 'Thousand Cloud Palms,' which is of little use to me. However, I quite like your Thousand Edge Sword, a mid-grade mundane weapon. Since you're not using it, why not add it as a bonus?"

The Thousand Edge Sword, a mid-grade mundane weapon!

The 'Thousand Cloud Palms,' a mid-grade Yellow Rank Profound Art!

The other elders' faces showed shock, and a greedy look flashed across their faces. As elders, they were very much concerned with divine weapons and powerful tools. They were well aware of the power of mid-grade mundane weapons, and they never expected the stakes to include a mid-grade Profound Art and a mid-grade mundane weapon.

The stakes were quite high.

"Elder Li has spoken, and if I refuse, it would be unreasonable. I accept the stakes."

If it weren't for Lideng's last words, Hufei had no intention of dueling with Lideng. It was all out of anger. A man fights for his pride, and even a Buddha fights for a stick of incense. He couldn't back down.

The two elders finalized their agreement, and the bet was set!

……

On the arena.

"Hehehehe!!!"

As soon as he stepped onto the arena, Zhang Wanshan burst into laughter, a powerful aura like a mountain descending upon Linfei with overwhelming force, as if trying to pin him down on the arena.

"Who's afraid of who when it comes to aura!"

Linfei snorted, his eyes flashing with electricity. The aura he had been suppressing burst forth, no longer restrained. Instantly, his aura became like a sharpened longsword, cutting through the air with a terrifying force, aiming at the towering mountain.

The auras clashed, and the battle began.

At this moment, both Linfei and Zhang Wanshan saw each other as opponents, neither willing to fall behind. This was not just about their future status but also about their families.

Zhang Wanshan wanted to cripple Linfei to prevent him from becoming an enemy of the family and to prove to everyone that even with great talent, a mere waste was still a waste.

Linfei's goal was simple: to defeat Zhang Wanshan, crush him, and rid himself of all resentment, truly integrating into the Xuantian Continent and avoiding future troubles.

With their auras rising, the battle began!

"Linfei, you haven't disappointed me. In just three months, your strength has soared, and even disciples at the Eighth Level of Martial Dao are no match for you. This is indeed surprising. This way, I won't be accused of bullying a junior. Let's settle this now!" Zhang Wanshan said calmly.

"Hehe, I think you'll be disappointed. I'm like a mantis, not easily killed. Are you ready? Don't end up capsizing in a ditch!" Linfei sneered, his eyes piercing Zhang Wanshan, not backing down.

Zhang Wanshan laughed, "What a presumptuous junior! No wonder the Lin family kicked you out like a waste. You still dare to talk back. Today, I will not only cripple you but also destroy your Lin family. In five years, your Lin family will be no more, and you will be worth nothing. Enjoy these last days of yours!"

For some reason, Linfei's face turned red with anger.

The Lin family, to Linfei, the imposter, was a distant concept, like a chasm. He thought to himself, "No wonder you're a family disciple, trying to shake my resolve by mentioning my Lin family. Unfortunately, you don't know that I'm just an imposter!"

"Insulting my Lin family, you're asking for death!"

Enraged, Linfei lunged forward like a leopard, his hands raised, and two beams of sword light shot out, one aiming at Zhang Wanshan's chest and the other at his lower abdomen. The sharp sword light seemed to cut through the air, and to the onlookers, Linfei appeared thoroughly enraged.

Impulsive!

Many people began to shake their heads, thinking that Linfei's composure was far from adequate.

Zhang Wanshan laughed, "A man who can't control his temper, easily provoked by a few words. No matter how strong you are, defeating Eighth Level Martial Dao disciples, you're still at my mercy. You will still fall to me."

"Break this attack!"

Zhang Wanshan casually pointed two fingers, and two beams of energy shot out, effortlessly breaking the sword light. The attack was completely nullified, and this move was far superior to that of an average Eighth Level Martial Dao disciple.

"Indeed, you have some skill. This is perfect for me to defeat you with absolute strength!"

Linfei's left hand slashed out three more beams of sword light, cutting through the remaining energy. He had never underestimated the power of energy techniques, even with his indestructible body. The Black Slaughter Blade in his hand, without being drawn, he raised it and delivered a straight, powerful strike.

"Cut in Two!"

This strike was Linfei's full power.

The blade light was like a white flash, dangerous and intimidating, instantly splitting the air.

The moment this strike was unleashed, it was truly awe-inspiring!

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