Feng Jue stood up once more, a razor-sharp glint flashing in his blood-red eyes. Though he was injured, the Saber Momentum emanating from his body grew ever stronger.

BOOM!

All at once, Feng Jue shot forward like an arrow released from its bow. His Silver Battle Saber cut through the air, and countless blades of light erupted from it, forming a river of steel that surged forward.

Qing Xun floated in the air, like a Green Snake Demon God made manifest. Behind him, the heads of nine giant snakes roared at the heavens, their massive bodies whipping around to slam into the river of blades.

BANG, BANG, BANG...

With every snake head that crashed into the river of blades, the terrifying torrent would diminish, the blades of light continuously shattering.

SLASH, SLASH...

Feng Jue walked within the river of blades. His aura, far from weakening, was actually growing stronger as his Silver Battle Saber hacked away at one giant snake after another!

"How is this possible?"

Qing Xun’s expression darkened. ’After taking so many of my attacks, Feng Jue’s aura should be fading. Why is it getting stronger instead?’

’No, I can’t keep dragging this out. More important battles are waiting for me.’

Qing Xun thought, his gaze sharpening.

"Let’s end this! Green Snake Devouring the Heavens!"

With a furious roar, the nine giant snakes doubled in size, their cavernous, blood-red maws lunging to devour Feng Jue.

SLASH!

Feng Jue swung his arm, and his Silver Battle Saber hacked into the head of a giant cyan silhouette, unleashing a terrifying ripple of force.

At the same time, the massive maw of another giant snake snapped shut on Feng Jue. Blades of light shot from his body, forming a protective shield.

BOOM!

The giant snake’s head slammed into the shield of light. Feng Jue let out a muffled grunt and, Silver Battle Saber in hand, charged toward Qing Xun.

"You still dare to charge me? You’re courting death!" A cold light flashed in Qing Xun’s eyes. He clapped his hands together, and the nine giant snakes battered Feng Jue’s shield of light. Feng Jue’s muffled grunts grew louder and more frequent.

Ye Wushuang watched with a sharp, bright gaze, but he did not intervene.

Feng Jue’s Saber Demon Body needed to be stimulated. The stronger the stimulus, the more perfect his transformation would be. This battle with Qing Xun was the best possible trial for him.

Therefore, he didn’t stop it. Qing Xun was merely a stepping stone, a temporary sparring partner.

BOOM!

Feng Jue continued to advance. Though his shield of light was crumbling, the aura emanating from him grew even stronger!

Qing Xun, incensed with humiliation and rage, failed to notice this. He attacked relentlessly, all his blows landing on the shield of light around Feng Jue’s body, gradually dismantling it.

"One last strike! Die!" The nine giant snakes rushed forward in unison, preparing to completely shatter Feng Jue’s shield of light and obliterate him.

But Feng Jue still charged toward Qing Xun, like a moth to a flame!

"Is he crazy? Charging in like that is suicide!"

Countless cries of alarm rang out at that moment. Qing Xun had already launched his most powerful attack; for Feng Jue to charge in like this was to court his own doom.

Sure enough.

The moment Feng Jue’s body neared Qing Xun, the nine giant snakes smashed his shield of light from all directions, shattering his final layer of defense.

A terrifying aura of death enveloped Feng Jue. He was finished!

The crowd couldn’t understand why Feng Jue was so obsessed with charging Qing Xun, but with his shield broken, he was sure to lose—and pay for it with his life.

"That’s enough."

Yet, at that very moment, Ye Wushuang uttered two words.

These two words were only heard by Yunn Xiao, Jian Bufan, Qingxue, and Mo Wentian!

The instant his voice fell, a heaven-shaking transformation took place on the Battle Platform, centered on Feng Jue.

"How is this possible?"

Cries of shock rose one after another.

Below the Battle Platform, the leaders of the various factions, their eyes filled with shock, cried out two words: "A special constitution!"

A special constitution was a symbol of a demon-fiend-level talent, something that existed only in legends. They never expected to see one appear on the Battle Platform now.

All the faction leaders were utterly stunned. ’Just what kind of existence is this Lingxiao Pavilion, to actually possess a genius with a special constitution!’

The giant elder in the sky also narrowed his eyes, staring at Feng Jue. He watched as Feng Jue’s body transformed into a peerless Demon Saber and merged with his Silver Battle Saber.

The Demon Saber was invincible, filled with a berserk energy. Its light flashed magnificently as it lopped off the heads of the nine giant cyan snakes, and a frenzied Saber Intent slashed down upon Qing Xun.

BANG!

Although Qing Xun had defenses up, he was completely unprepared for such a sudden change. His body was sent flying by the slash, soaring off the Battle Platform and crashing headfirst into the ground.

BOOM!

The Battle Platform trembled, only stopping after a moment.

The crowd stared in utter astonishment. Qing Xun of the Spiritual Spring Sixth Layer, the number one genius of the Cyan Race, had lost. He had lost to a nameless nobody at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer.

On the Battle Platform, Feng Jue’s figure materialized once more. Holding his Silver Battle Saber, he stared down at Qing Xun below, his face pale. His honor had been defended!

"Impossible, impossible..."

Qing Xun scrambled up from the ground, staring at Feng Jue on the Battle Platform and muttering to himself. Then, with a SPURT, he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

’Victory was clearly in my grasp. How did this happen?’

Qing Xun couldn’t believe that he would lose to Feng Jue. A price had been paid, but it was he who paid it, not Feng Jue. This match was a crucial one for him to advance into the top ten.

But he had lost, which meant he would never be able to enter the top ten!

"You lost!"

Feng Jue rasped out two words, which pierced Qing Xun’s heart like sharp needles. He couldn’t help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Humiliation!

These two words felt like a mockery to him.

Below the Battle Platform, the members of the Cyan Race all had ugly expressions. Lingxiao Pavilion, a nobody faction, had just slapped them across the face, and they could only swallow their frustration.

Feng Jue turned back to Ye Wushuang, the corners of his lips twitching into a smile.

Ye Wushuang smiled back.

Feng Jue had grown. His Saber Demon Body had completely transformed. As long as he had enough Cultivation Resources, his progress would be exponential.

’Looks like I’ll have to get him some resources!’

Ye Wushuang gave a wry smile to himself. The amount of resources needed to cultivate a special constitution was terrifying; he knew this from personal experience.

"You’ve won this match. Go down and rest."

The giant elder said calmly.

Hearing this, Feng Jue nodded and started to walk down. The previous battle had drained him immensely, and he had sustained quite a few injuries that needed tending to.

But just as Feng Jue’s foot was about to step off the Battle Platform, a shout suddenly rang out: "Wait a minute! I want to challenge you!"

From the Celestial Sword Sect’s side, a young man stepped forward.

A challenge!

The crowd’s gazes turned, and they frowned. To challenge Feng Jue at a time like this was taking shameless advantage of his weakness.

"You want to challenge me?"

Feng Jue also turned his head to look at the young man.

"My rank seems to be higher than yours, so I can challenge you."

The young man said, not caring about the looks from others. If he defeated Feng Jue, his final ranking would improve significantly, and the rewards would be much richer. It was worth it.

Hearing this, Feng Jue nodded. Before the crowd could even react, he responded, "I accept your challenge!"

"Good!"

Seeing this, the young man’s face lit up with joy, and he strode onto the Battle Platform.

"Feng Jue, are you crazy!"

Seeing Feng Jue agree, some people in the crowd who couldn’t stand it anymore shouted out.

Feng Jue’s victory over Qing Xun was enough to be proud of, enough to earn everyone’s admiration and a second look. He didn’t need to prove anything more to earn their respect.

Therefore, he could have just refused the challenge from such a petty character, and no one would have mocked him. Besides, Feng Jue was already injured; to fight now would put him at a definite disadvantage, with no chance of winning.

However, Feng Jue had already agreed. It was irreversible. The crowd could only sigh.

Feng Jue looked at the young man opposite him and asked, "Since you’re challenging me, I’d like to know your name."

The young man replied, "Celestial Sword Sect, Gao Jie!"

"Celestial Sword Sect, Gao Jie. I’ll remember this name!"

"However, for this battle, I forfeit!"

Feng Jue’s sudden declaration left the crowd unable to react. He had let Gao Jie come onto the Battle Platform just so he could forfeit?

Gao Jie was also stunned. His expression froze as he stared at Feng Jue, finding it hard to believe.

Feng Jue said hoarsely, "I forfeit, but that doesn’t mean Lingxiao Pavilion forfeits. Gao Jie, someone from Lingxiao Pavilion will deal with you!"

’Taking advantage of another’s weakness... a petty villain, that’s all he is!’

’I may have lost, but Lingxiao Pavilion has not. There’s still Ye Wushuang. He won’t let Gao Jie get away with this!’