C111 Tomorrow(3)

All of the cultivators below the stage were in an uproar. It was not because of any other reason, but because after the red figure landed on the fourth stage, it gave people a strong visual impact.

This was a woman holding a scabbard in her left hand. Her beauty could not be described with words. She was a little more plump than Zhao Feiyan, a little less graceful than Yang Yuhuan, and also had a heroic air that two beauties did not have.

Wearing a red outfit, he gave off a feeling of unrestrained enthusiasm. However, the expression on his face was one that did not allow strangers to get close to him. His blue hair was tied behind his head with a red ribbon, revealing an appropriate harmony.

This woman was standing opposite of Lu Qingfeng. Her right hand holding the long sword was crossed over with her left hand. She looked at Lu Qingfeng and faintly smiled, saying, "I come from the middle Life Destruction Divine Continent and my name is Ling Feixue. Brother Lu, please consult me."

Hearing Ling Feixue announce his name, Lu Qingfeng was startled. He never thought that people would actually come here from such a far away location like the Central Falling Divine Continent. He lamented that he actually didn't even come out from such a small place like the South Rong Empire.

This was a battle arena that did not care about life and death. He did not have time to think about it as he composed himself and cupped his fists towards Ling Feixue: "I do not deserve your advice. Miss is a guest from afar, it would be good to spar with you."

Actually, the person Lu Qingfeng didn't want to meet the most was a woman. Whether it was a friend or foe, none of them were willing to fight. The only time he had fought with a woman in his life was when he had taught her a lesson in the sect.

It wasn't Lu Qingfeng's style to admit defeat for no reason at all. If that were to happen, then there would be no point in winning the last ten consecutive victories. Furthermore, if a woman were to be scared off, Lu Qingfeng would be ashamed of himself.

Ling Feixue stood in his original spot without moving. Lu Qingfeng said, "Miss Ling, please make your move." Good, "Ling Feixue shouted tenderly," Sorry for the offense. "

Finished speaking, he drew his sword from its sheath, and the scabbard on his left hand immediately disappeared. The moment Ling Feixue's sword was unsheathed, a breeze blew across the arena. It was clearly just a breeze, but the feeling it gave off caused people to feel a slight piercing pain all over their body.

It turned out to be a wind attribute Concept, and it wasn't just a wind attribute Concept. There was also a hint of the Killing Sword Intent contained within it, causing the wind attribute Concept and the Killing Sword Intent to be cultivated by very few people on the entire Yun God Realm. It seemed like this woman definitely had an extraordinary background.

Lu Qingfeng's face turned serious, and now, the feeling that Ling Feixue gave Lu Qingfeng was that of extreme danger. In a battle with this woman, he had to go all out.

Lu Qingfeng had also instantly used the Blood Devouring Sword in his hand. Ling Feixue could be heard shouting: "Divine Wind Sword Technique." The two of them instantly began to battle.

No matter how fast she was, Lu Qingfeng did not fear her in the slightest. How could her wind attribute domain be compared to the Fast and Slow True Intent? Amongst the cultivators of the Emptiness Realm, the ones who could comprehend the Fast and Slow True Intent were as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns.

Before Lu Qingfeng joined the Greencloud Sword Sect, he had gone through some experiments outside the sect. At that time, his soul was already at the True Realm, and at that time, his cultivation level was only at the True Realm. Now that he was at the Nihility God Stage, his soul could already be comparable to a True God Stage expert.

In addition to his strong soul force, each move of Ling Feixue's was like a snail's climb in Lu Qingfeng's eyes. In the eyes of others, his flawless martial skills were full of holes.

Lu Qingfeng was always able to accurately discover that the weakness of every move of Ling Feixue's, the Blood Drinking Sword, was especially used to attack the acupuncture points all over Ling Feixue's body. It seemed like the Tai Yi Profound Sect's sword technique was executed very slowly, but every time it attacked one of Ling Feixue's acupuncture points, it was always as fast as lightning.

Lu Qingfeng's concept of speed and speed combined with the Tai Yi Mysterious Gate sword, forcing Ling Feixue to attack. Halfway through the battle, he had to change his move, and the people below the stage could not see what was going on. Only Ling Feixue was clear in his heart about the grievances of the battle between him and Lu Qingfeng.

Every time Lu Qingfeng finished defending, it would be followed by a fierce attack, which would make Ling Feixue extremely passive. The wind attribute concept had no advantage in front of Lu Qingfeng.

The spectators below the arena were all extremely puzzled. They had all seen the battle between Lu Qingfeng and Shen Qianqiu before. At that time, Lu Qingfeng had displayed the water attribute sword intent of someone on the verge of reaching the fifth step. Why didn't he use sword intent against this girl?

The cultivators watching the fight did not understand. Currently, Lu Qingfeng had already used his powerful soul force and the True Meaning of Fast Slow, which was even more terrifying than Sword Intent. If Lu Qingfeng were to use a mysterious technique, he could instantly kill Ling Feixue in the arena.

Half an hour later, Lu Qingfeng was already very familiar with Ling Feixue's path, and there was no need for him to continue this stalemate. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately released a moment of light, and in the instant Ling Feixue closed his eyes, Lu Qingfeng performed the self-created Sword Rumbling Heaven.

When Ling Feixue opened his eyes again, the light silver light had already arrived in front of him. It was already too late for him to take any other measures. Ling Feixue had been directly sent flying out of the arena by Lu Qingfeng's sword.

After breaking through to the Emptiness Realm, Lu Qingfeng's control over his primeval essence had reached the point where it could be released from his heart, and his control over his strength was just right. In a battle, if Lu Qingfeng wanted to pierce his sword into an inch of his opponent's body, then it would definitely not be three parts.

If it was in the past, Lu Qingfeng's sword move that had shaken the universe would have definitely split his opponent's sword attack into two. But today, he had only allowed true essence to have a strong inertia and had only sent Ling Feixue flying.

Ling Feixue was swept out of the arena by Lu Qingfeng's sword and quickly regained his balance. He sheathed the sword in his hand and cupped his fists towards Lu Qingfeng as he said: "Thank you Brother Lu for showing mercy. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to ask Brother Lu for guidance." With that, he flew toward the crowd. In the blink of an eye, the red figure disappeared.

At this point, Lu Qingfeng had achieved his second ten win streak. He went to the referee and received the jade token representing his second ten win streak. Turning around, he flew off the stage.

After winning two ten times in a row, Lu Qingfeng had used three different types of sword intents, water, fire, and metal. These three types of sword energies had already reached a very faint color, and were not far from reaching the fifth stage of sword intent. Everyone knew that Lu Qingfeng was a cultivator of the same cultivation level with three different attributes, and he had already reached the Nihility God Stage. When Lu Qingfeng flew out of the arena, the crowd quickly opened up a path for him.

Regardless of where it was, people would always respect geniuses very much. There were many Emptiness Realm Experts like Lu Qingfeng, who were not even thirty years old, in this square of the Jade Dawn Palace. However, in the eyes of others, Lu Qingfeng was only a three element Emptiness Realm Expert.

Those who were able to participate in the arena battle were all under the age of 30, and their cultivation bases were all above the immortal realms. In their hometown, these people were all proud and arrogant people, and one could imagine just how monstrous they were.

Just like yesterday, Lu Qingfeng did not return to the hotel. Instead, he continued to watch the battles in the other arenas. Glancing at the other four arenas, he discovered that there was a person in the 2nd arenas who was currently battling with Yanpeng.

Right now, Yan Peng was battling the ninth cultivator, who had the same cultivation level as him. Both of them were at the peak of the Immortal Truth Realm, holding onto a mace and waving it so tightly that even the wind wouldn't be able to pass through.

However, this person's sword intent was only at the second stage. Every time he swung the mace, it would bring out a very obvious silver-white sword aura. As for Yan Peng, the sword was wrapped in a faint silver-white colored true essence sword aura. His sword intent had already reached the fourth stage.

In addition, Yan Peng had also comprehended the concept of 'fast and slow'. By comparing the two of them, it was obvious that Yan Peng had the upper hand. The longsword in his hands was like a phantom image.

However, because the level of sword intent was too low, the person who used the Wolf Fanged Mace would undoubtedly need to consume even more true essence during the course of the battle. Even if the battle continued for a long period of time, the person who used the Wolf Fanged Mace would still end up losing due to the depletion of their true essence.

However, Yan Peng did not want to waste time with him. No matter how tightly he swung the spiked mace, he was unable to dodge Yan Peng who had mastered the concept of 'slow and fast'. As long as there was the slightest flaw, Yan Peng would see through it.

Even though there were close to ten million cultivators below the arena, the number of people who were going up the arena was not continuous. Every time they defeated an opponent, there would be a period of time between them.

There was a clear rule in the Challenge Tournament that as long as one entered the arena, one would not care about life and death. There was no assurance at all, and one would absolutely not dare to step onto the arena easily. After all, everyone only had one life.

Over 80% of the cultivators in these ten million were in the Immortal Truth Realm. They had a lifespan of a thousand years. Anyone in any empire was a great general, so they were even more afraid of death.

Yan Peng waited on the stage for less than a minute before someone flew up onto the stage and stood in front of him. Just like Yan Peng, this person also held a long sword in his hand. After their names were exchanged, the two of them began fighting.

This person had comprehended the Earth Attribute Sword Intent, and its color had already become very pale. He waved his long sword, and it was like a small mountain pressing down on Yan Peng. Pure Earth Attribute Sword Intent was not suitable for attacking.

Although Yan Peng had mastered the sword intent of 'Fast and Slow', his strength was inferior. Although his metal sword intent had reached the fourth level, it was suppressed by the sword intent of his opponent's earth attribute true essence.

The two fought to the end, Yan Peng was also forced out of his rage. He finally found a flaw in his opponent, and used a sword as well as kicks to kick him out of the arena.

The battle between Yan Peng and the tenth person lasted for too long, there was almost no true essence left in their bodies. When they floated down the arena to Lu Qingfeng's side, their faces were extremely pale, and seeing Yan Peng in this state, no one was in the mood to continue watching.