"Good! The Azure Flame Seven Repair Sword of the Sky Sword Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation!"

Surrounding Zhou Jian within a ten-meter radius, there were intercrossing sword marks. With a palm strike, he shattered the sword mark still burning with azure flame, gazing at Zhuang Fei opposite him, he spoke.

Zhuang Fei’s gaze was cold, "Your Golden Tiger Fury skill is not bad, but compared to me, it still falls short. Prepare to lose!"

Before the words fell, Zhuang Fei soared into the air, azure light boiling all around him, dazzling and radiant, his eyes bursting with an intense azure glow, unleashing a sword strike.

Wu wu wu wu...

The momentum of this sword was stronger than any previous strike, the azure flame almost piercing through the night sky.

A twenty-meter-long azure Sword Qi, embodying the force to obliterate everything, slashed towards Zhou Jian, azure spectral flames twisted and surged, forming countless skeletal corpses that roared with resentment, filled with various negative emotions, threatening to destroy everything in this world, shaking the soul.

"Such powerful oppression."

Luo Feng’s gaze flickered, this Sword Qi could actually cause psychological pressure, if one’s resolve weren’t firm, facing this Sword Qi might lead to losing one’s mind.

Beside him, Nanxuan, Lin Yue’er, and others, as well as the maids and guards of the City Lord Mansion, were shrouded by this terrifying sword presence, faces pale.

"Break!"

Luo Feng gathered Grand Momentum, palm upright like a blade, slashing through the void, severing the horrifying sword presence.

"Phew, thank you, Senior Brother Luo Feng..."

Nanxuan and others sighed in relief, gratefully glancing at Luo Feng.

Lin Yue’er said with slight shock, "I’ve long heard that the Azure Flame Seven Repair Sword of the Sky Sword Pavilion can oppress with momentum, I had no idea it was this formidable."

"Hmm."

Nanxuan thought of the terrifying oppressive sensation just now, nodding slightly.

Lu Yun looked smug, smiling, "Looks like the outcome will be decided soon."

Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged, he simply sipped his tea, watching the two in the square.

It wasn’t just them, other disciples of the Golden Palace in the square were also tense and focused, afraid to miss a single detail.

"Hahaha... Zhuang Fei, I’ll take on your sword!"

Facing the terrifying Sword Qi roaring towards him, Zhou Jian did not retreat, laughed several times, the momentum of the virtual image of the Golden Tiger on him grew stronger, roaring nonstop, overwhelmingly fierce.

"Tiger Roar Sky Cauldron!"

His body sank, Zhou Jian pushed forward with both palms, the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, the giant tiger phantom roared once, biting into the azure Sword Qi.

Clack!

The Azure Flame Sword Qi trembled, shattered and vanished.

"Zhou Jian, your turtle shell is indeed hard. But, my attacks have just begun."

Seeing the sword Qi break, Zhuang Fei was indifferent, coldly laughed, suddenly slashing his left arm in the void before him, sharp aura spreading, condensing into three azure-glowing treasure swords.

"Azure Flame Style One!"

"Azure Flame Style Two!"

"Azure Flame Style Three!"

Hand gestures changed, three Sword Qi with terrifying cyclones spiraled down, forming a massive blue cyclone, suppressing from above.

"Azure Flame Style Four!"

After a sequence of three swords, Zhuang Fei coldly shouted, uniting with the sword, pure Sword Qi infused into the blade, descending along with the cyclone formed by the three Sword Qi.

Boom boom boom!

The space violently shook, the square beneath Zhuang Fei kept trembling, torn by fierce Qi Force, leaving deep fissures.

Zhou Jian’s face was solemn but unhurried, hands together, his Yuan Qi erupting.

Roar!

The golden giant tiger roared skyward, radiating sun-like brilliance, the square whipped into a frenzy, the entire City Lord Mansion seemed to tremble violently.

"Defeat!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Zhuang Fei coldly shouted, his speed suddenly accelerated, the sword light forming a Sword Qi storm, thrusting downwards.

Clang!

The Sword Qi storm blazing with Azure Flames struck fiercely onto the golden giant tiger, creating a deafening crash.

The square shockingly trembled, the ground around the two sank several meters instantly, cracks spread all over.

Zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz...

After the strike, the Sword Qi storm did not vanish, instead continuously whirled around Zhou Jian’s figure, the sharp Sword Qi relentlessly struck, gradually breaking Zhou Jian’s defense.

Zhou Jian’s straight back was pressured to bend slightly by the immense force, but his face remained expressionless, eyes through layers of Sword Qi, locked tightly onto Zhuang Fei.

Feeling Zhou Jian’s gaze, Zhuang Fei coldly laughed:

"Zhou Jian, just admit defeat."

At this moment.

Zhou Jian’s gaze suddenly grew incomparably sharp: "Zhuang Fei, you underestimate me, Indestructible Golden Tiger Zhou Jian!"

With a roar, Zhou Jian stamped his foot, his figure penetrated layers of Sword Qi, one leg slashed down.

The golden leg Gang transformed into a massive golden giant blade, sweeping out fiercely, slashing towards Zhuang Fei.

Zhuang Fei had always thought Zhou Jian was at his limit, never expecting the opponent still had strength to counterattack, coupled with his full-force strike, caught unprepared and unable to withdraw, the golden leg Gang fiercely struck the Mysterious Green Treasure Sword in Zhuang Fei’s hand.

Clang!

The sword trembled, flew from his hand, Zhuang Fei’s figure retreated explosively in the air.

"Defeat!"

Zhou Jian slightly bent his legs, punched forward, the golden giant tiger emitting a thunderous roar, clawing at Zhuang Fei.

Bam!

Protective Gang Energy shattered, Zhuang Fei groaned, his figure retreated a hundred meters, digging two large pits in the square before stopping.

Spurt!

Face flushed, Zhuang Fei spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Hehe, Zhuang Fei, I’ve won, thank you for letting me."

Zhou Jian cupped his hands, brimming with vigor, and returned to his seat.

Zhuang Fei’s face was gloomy. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and picked up his treasure sword in silence.

The entire plaza fell into a brief silence. Most people were dumbfounded, faces full of shock. Firstly, they were amazed by the powerful strength of Zhou Jian and Zhuang Fei. Secondly, they were caught off guard by the sudden turn of events in the duel’s result.

Just earlier, when Zhuang Fei unleashed a sword qi storm, Lu Yun, Hengmu, and even Xia Yunjing believed Zhou Jian had little chance of winning. At most, he could only hold on until Zhuang Fei’s Yuan Qi was exhausted, resulting in a draw.

No one expected that in a flash, Zhou Jian would launch a desperate counterattack and win with a single strike!

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, you’re amazing! The outcome of the duel was exactly as you predicted!"

Nanxuan snapped out of her daze, clenched her little fists, and excitedly looked at Luo Feng.

Zhou Jian reserved his strength and suddenly counterattacked for a victory. This was just as Luo Feng had said!

Hearing this, the others also looked towards Luo Feng, including Xia Yunjing. She hadn’t spoken earlier, but inwardly she thought that Zhuang Fei’s strength slightly surpassed that of Zhou Jian.

Hengmu patted Luo Feng on the shoulder with a smile:

"Luo Feng, you’re something else. I didn’t expect you to predict it right."

Luo Feng smiled faintly and didn’t speak. He was not surprised by this outcome.

Nanxuan’s downcast mood was swept away. She tilted her little head, looking at Lu Yun and the other disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion, smiling:

"Hehe, everyone, who exactly is the presumptuous one now?"

"You!"

Lu Yun’s face turned ashen, and the teacup in his hand cracked with several fractures.

Nanxuan didn’t care about the murderous look from the other side, rolling her eyes and saying to herself:

"Some people overestimate themselves and look down on others, making themselves a laughingstock."

Xia Yunjing’s lips curled into a faint smile. She had long been dissatisfied with Lu Yun and his group, and hearing Nanxuan’s words, her mood improved.

Several disciples from the Yuangang Hall couldn’t help but almost burst out laughing.

"Really?"

Zhou Jian didn’t know what had happened. After hearing Su Rui’s explanation, he looked at Luo Feng with slight surprise.

He thought he had hidden himself well, but hadn’t expected Luo Feng to see through him so clearly.

"Could it be a guess? He’s only at the mid-stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s sixth level..."

Zhou Jian felt a bit uncertain in his heart.

Crack!

The teacup in Lu Yun’s hand shattered, and he slammed the table, standing up. His sharp gaze focused on Luo Feng.

Swish!

Before he could speak, the sound of breaking wind rose, and a figure appeared in the center of the plaza. It was the robust young man who had previously had a dispute with Nanxuan while entering the garden.

"Junior Brother Cheng Jun!" Lu Yun was somewhat surprised to see the robust young man.

"Looks like Senior Brother Cheng Jun couldn’t hold back."

"These Linglong Hall disciples aren’t much in terms of strength, yet they’re so arrogant. It’s time to teach them a lesson."

The other two disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion murmured softly.

Lu Yun glanced at Luo Feng and sat back down.

Although Cheng Jun’s strength was not as high as his, he was also an expert on the New Dragon Ranking, ranked forty-sixth in the previous tournament, with cultivation at the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s sixth level. With his fighting power, as long as he didn’t encounter Linglong Hall’s Xia Yunjing, there should be no problem.

Clang!

The robust young man drew his sword. Qi whirlwinds surged around him, splitting the ground beneath his feet into cracks. His cold gaze pierced toward Nanxuan:

"Cheng Jun, disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion. You have a sharp tongue and excellent verbal skills, but I wonder about your strength. Do you dare to fight me?"

All at once, everyone’s gaze focused on Nanxuan.

Luo Feng had already learned the visitor’s identity from Hengmu. He reached out to stop Nanxuan, stood up, and looked at Cheng Jun, coldly smiling:

"You’re at least someone within the top fifty of the New Dragon Ranking, yet you bully the weak like this, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

Upon hearing this, whispers arose around.

Cheng Jun was a New Dragon Ranking expert, with a late-stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s sixth-level cultivation, while Nanxuan had just stepped into the fourth level. They were also two years apart in age, making it a clear case of the strong bullying the weak.

Cheng Jun’s face stiffened. In his anger, he had overlooked this point. His sword tilted slightly, pointing at Luo Feng:

"In that case, why don’t the two of you come at me together? Saves you from saying I bullied you."

"Senior Brother Luo Feng..." Nanxuan turned her head to look at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng raised his hand to interrupt Nanxuan, looked at Cheng Jun, and coldly laughed:

"You think highly of yourself, asking the two of us at once. Let me face you."

Swish!

Before the words fell, Luo Feng appeared in the center of the plaza.

"You want to play the hero and rescue the beauty, so I’ll oblige you. Too bad, today you might not save the beauty or end up embarrassed." Cheng Jun laughed coldly, tilted his chin slightly, exuding an expression suggesting he had the situation under control.

Luo Feng looked calm, his right hand withdrawn, and his left hand extended, speaking indifferently:

"I don’t wish to bully you, I’ll let you have one free hand."

Buzz!

With these words, most people in the plaza were stunned, except for Xia Yunjing and a few others who remained calm.

Su Rui glanced at Xia Yunjing and her group, blinked, and smiled: "There’s a good show coming."

Zhou Jian was puzzled: "Su Rui, do you think Luo Feng can win with one hand?"

"Just keep watching." Su Rui didn’t answer directly.

On the Sky Sword Pavilion’s side, Lu Yun’s face was livid, sneering dismissively:

"Doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!"