Chapter 80

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This strike of the blade shocked the elder first.

This strike of the blade shocked the steward.

This strike of the blade shocked the disciples of the Ninth Heaven of Martial Dao, including Zhang Wusheng, who all wore expressions of disbelief!

This strike of the blade left the disciples of the Eighth Heaven of Martial Dao in shock and dumbfounded!

This strike of the blade left all the outer disciples stunned on the spot, completely awed by this stunning strike, making them feel an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

This strike of the blade was sharp, fierce, like a tiger out of the gate, ready to tear everything in front of it to shreds, leaving nothing behind.

...

No one had expected Lin Fei to unleash such a powerful attack.

It was too powerful.

Chen Xiaosheng, who had been defeated by Lin Fei before, was originally filled with anger. Seeing this move, his mouth dropped open in a perfect "O," as if a duck egg could fit inside at that moment.

"How... How can he be so strong? If Lin Fei had used this move back then, I wouldn't have been able to block it at all! Is this Lin Fei's true strength?"

A gentle breeze blew, and Chen Xiaosheng realized he was drenched in cold sweat, all from fear.

Such a terrifying person, and he had even thought of finding a chance to take revenge on Lin Fei. Chen Xiaosheng wished he could slap himself to wake up; he was simply living without a care. After seeing this strike, Chen Xiaosheng's anger vanished, and any thoughts of revenge disappeared without a trace.

No way, Chen Xiaosheng didn't dare to cross Lin Fei!

So, Lin Fei was immediately marked as a dangerous person!

Chen Xiaosheng couldn't block this move, let alone counter it, and could only tough it out.

Similar situations kept occurring among the outer disciples, all of whom were stunned by Lin Fei's stunning strike.

This strike of the blade was not from the Divine Martial Sect's techniques but from outside.

...

Lin Fei's stunning strike was precisely to overpower Zhang Wanshan with strength!

What is strength?

This is strength! Lin Fei could imagine the current situation, but at the moment, his mind was solely focused on defeating Zhang Wanshan, crushing him underfoot, and leaving him with a memory that would never fade. Everything was about to succeed.

Lin Fei was inherently ruthless.

On the stage, as long as there were no serious injuries or deaths, everything was fine, but accidents were always possible.

After Zhang Wanshan stepped onto the stage, Lin Fei could see the ferocity in his eyes. He understood better than anyone that if he showed any mercy, Zhang Wanshan wouldn't show him any.

Therefore, Lin Fei launched a powerful attack, not giving Zhang Wanshan a chance to strike.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Zhang Wanshan's calm expression vanished, a look of shock flashing across his face, though he tried to hide it. His sword was drawn, and he leaped into the air, clashing with the blade. Despite his quick reaction, he still retreated three steps, leaving deep gashes on the stage behind him.

Three steps, forced back three steps, in front of everyone.

Lin Fei's powerful strike, the "One Cut, Two Sever" technique, wouldn't allow Zhang Wanshan a moment to catch his breath, giving him no chance to think or counter.

The second strike, another "One Cut, Two Sever"!

The second use of "One Cut, Two Sever" produced two strange white lights, the blade technique changing, becoming even more ferocious, accompanied by a heavy, mountain-like pressure, pressing down from above.

Madness!

The outer disciples were mad.

Anyone could see the terror in this strike, forcing Zhang Wanshan back, clearly consuming a large amount of mystic energy. No one expected Lin Fei to use this powerful strike again.

One strike forced Zhang Wanshan back!

What about the second strike?

No one knew, no one could predict... They were all captivated by Lin Fei's strike, and even more so, they were in awe.

This was Lin Fei's true strength.

...

The blade technique, "One Cut, Two Sever"!

Lin Fei had long mastered it to a profound level. Once he used it, the killing intent was overwhelming, with a sharpness that could cut through anything, and the mystic energy could be controlled within a certain range.

Zhang Wanshan's sword created countless sword flowers, but the shocked expression on his face froze as the second strike brought an even more astonishing change in the blade's momentum.

Shock, unwillingness, surprise... all these emotions converged on Zhang Wanshan's face, almost making him want to spit blood. How could Lin Fei be so strong?

Strength, Zhang Wanshan himself hadn't even felt it!

Clang, clang, clang!

One after another, the two figures moved, continuous sounds coming from the stage. Everyone saw Zhang Wanshan's disheveled figure, blood at the corner of his mouth, no longer composed.

Injured, injured.

Zhang Wanshan was injured, by Lin Fei's hand.

"Third strike, One Cut, Two Sever, Wind Whirl!"

Lin Fei spun into the air, transforming into a tornado, the blade light like a white shadow. In this instant, to the onlookers, it seemed as if Lin Fei had struck ten times, fifty times, even a hundred times, or even... A massive tornado rose on the stage, the blade light like a shadow.

The elders in the stands couldn't sit still.

Elder Hu Fei, eyes wide, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, as if lost in deep thought.

"No, no, this isn't the Wind Realm... The Wind Realm shouldn't be like this... I understand, hahaha, good boy, using his own speed to reach the limit, creating something similar to the Wind Realm, a genius, truly a genius!"

The other elders all saw the truth, looking at Lin Fei like a monster.

They almost thought Lin Fei, an outer disciple, had comprehended the Wind Realm! If that were true, they wouldn't know how to describe it.

Wind Realm!

Throughout the entire Divine Martial Sect, only a few disciples had comprehended the Wind Realm, and even then, only partially, with endless benefits.

Whoever comprehended the Wind Realm could use speed alone to torment others to death.

They clearly hadn't recognized it until Elder Hu Fei pointed it out, realizing that Lin Fei hadn't comprehended the Wind Realm but had found a shortcut to create a tornado. This was the unbelievable part.

If it weren't right in front of them, they would have thought it was a mirage.

On the stage, the blade light was like a shadow, a massive tornado dominating the entire stage, making it impossible to find Lin Fei's position, as if he had become one with it, perfect and flawless, invincible.

Clang, clang, clang...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The blade light and the aura clashed, a dangerous aura spreading across the stage.

"Retreat!"

With a loud roar, the entire tornado descended, forcing Zhang Wanshan to the edge, still in a state of shock.

A rough, large hand reached out from the air, moving like the wind, gliding along the blade light.

"Clang!"

Zhang Wanshan's sword was knocked out of his hand, and he immediately felt a numbness in his arm.

This was just the beginning.

That rough, large hand, breaking through the aura, struck him in the face with a loud slap, the sound echoing across the entire square, accompanied by a few teeth and blood, like two peanuts.