C112 Tomorrow(4)

In just two days, Lu Qingfeng's reputation had spread throughout the entire island. It would not take long for all the cultivators participating in the arena battle to return to their sects or families, and they would definitely spread Lu Qingfeng's name throughout the entire Eastern Falling Divine Continent. In fact, even the other continents would know of the existence of someone like Lu Qingfeng on the Eastern Falling Divine Continent.

In this arena competition that faced the entire Eastern Falling Divine Continent, this was the perfect time for every young elite to become famous. As long as they had outstanding strength, it would be difficult to not become famous here.

Yan Peng returned to his room in the hotel to recover his true energy. Lu Qingfeng and the rest returned to the two dining tables in the corner of the restaurant to wait for their meal. All of the cultivators eating in the restaurant had already recognized Lu Qingfeng, especially his elegant sword techniques on the stage, as well as the display of the sword intent with the three attributes of true essence, which had attracted the attention of most of the cultivators.

Many cultivators even brought their wine cups to Lu Qingfeng to toast him, expressing their congratulations on obtaining twenty consecutive victories in the arena. This was to try to befriend Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng politely replied to their congratulations.

Due to Yan Peng's absence, only Lu Qingfeng, Situ Xiaoyang, and Da Hu remained at the table. Because of Lu Qingfeng's outstanding performance two days ago, no one came to ask to eat with him. Most of them came to toast with a fearful mood, and then these people returned to their seats.

The three of them drank their wine and just as they put down their wine cups, a red figure entered their vision. This person was Ling Feixue from the Meteor Shrine. Ling Feixue did not go anywhere else and directly walked towards Lu Qingfeng and the other two.

Seeing this, in order to show courtesy, Lu Qingfeng stood up and greeted from afar: "Miss Ling, right now it's the peak of the meal, if you don't mind, I still have a seat to spare. Could we have a drink together?"

Hearing Lu Qingfeng's voice, Ling Feixue revealed a faint smile and cupped his fist as he said: "Brother Lu, please accept my invitation. I will have to trouble you." Finished speaking, he had already arrived in front of them and very casually sat down.

Looking at the different feelings between the women of the cultivation world and the women of the mortal world, Ling Feixue was the most obvious example. Compared to the women of the mortal world, Ling Feixue was less reserved and more straightforward. A little less shy and a little more cheerful. It had the demeanor of a chivalrous woman.

As Lu Qingfeng saw Ling Feixue's actions, he couldn't help but secretly exclaim in admiration. This was truly worthy of being called the Central Falling Divine Continent, a heavenly land. Just their temperament was different from that of other women.

After pouring a cup of wine for Ling Feixue, Lu Qingfeng said, "Although the Eastern Falling Divine Continent is barren, there are still many places to circle around. For the first time, Miss Ling, if you have free time, I am willing to be your guide."

Ling Feixue smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for your good intentions, Brother Lu. Feixue came to the Eastern Falling Divine Continent because he has something important on his mind. He came to the Blue Tomb Palace in the East China Sea and coincidentally met with them."

"So that's how it is. This one was rude," Lu Qingfeng laughed, "I wonder how Miss Ling feels about this Star Qualification Tournament?"

"Hehe," Ling Feixue faintly smiled and said, "For the past ten thousand years, there has been a common understanding among everyone in the Central Falling Divine Continent."

"Oh," Lu Qingfeng revealed a curious expression and smiled: "I would like to hear the details." Ling Feixue continued, "They say that the cultivation world of the Eastern Falling Divine Continent has declined. Compared to ten thousand years ago, it cannot be described in the same breath. It is like the difference between clouds and mud."

Pausing for a moment, Ling Feixue continued, "Looking at the arena competition in the past two days, there is indeed a gap between the younger generation and the Central Region. However, there are also some people that stand out even in the Central Region."

When Lu Qingfeng heard this, he was shocked. He looked at Ling Feixue and said, "There's actually such a young talent in the Eastern Falling Divine Continent?"

Ling Feixue laughed, "As the saying goes, one cannot be a fan of the situation. For example, with Brother Lu's current cultivation level, I'm afraid that even a truth level expert would not be able to win against you. Brother Lu's strength is considered one of the top three amongst the younger generation in Central State."

Lu Qingfeng laughed, "Miss Ling is too kind." Ling Feixue waved his hand and said, "That is the truth. Brother Lu, there is no need to be modest."

Lu Qingfeng said, "What Lady Ling has said, this one definitely does not dare to agree. I believe that the Central Falling Divine Continent is a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons exist, and all the cultivators of the entire Meteorite Star are looking forward to it. With my insignificant skill, how could I dare to compare with the young elites of the Central Region.

Ling Feixue sternly said, "Feixue's words are true without the slightest hint of flattery. I believe that Brother Lu will definitely go to the Central Falling Divine Continent in the future, and at that time, Feixue will help Brother Lu cleanse himself, and also introduce the heroic elites from the Central Continent to Brother Lu."

"Alright," Lu Qingfeng smiled, "Once I have some free time, I will definitely head to the Central Continent. At that time, I will definitely go to the Lady's residence to harass her."

"It's a deal." The two of them smiled at each other. Then, Lu Qingfeng introduced Situ Xiaoyang and Da Hu to Ling Feixue.

The night passed silently, and the next morning, people habitually walked towards the arena. The people who had come to watch the match all coaxed them.

Arriving at the square, Lu Qingfeng broke his usual routine of looking for an opportunity to ascend the stage, but instead, he directly leaped onto Ring One. Just as Lu Qingfeng stood firmly on the stage, a person shot over like a bolt of lightning.

This person was standing on the other side of the arena, looking at Lu Qingfeng from afar. Lu Qingfeng could sense with his soul force that this person's cultivation was at the Mid Void Stage, a step higher than Lu Qingfeng.

This person was dressed in blue. He was 1.9 meters tall and was slightly taller than Lu Qingfeng. On his left chest, he wore a green metal plate with a design of a shrine on it. Looking at the green metal token he wore on his chest, Lu Qingfeng already knew that this person came from the East Falling Temple.

No matter where the cultivators were, they would be able to see that the East Falling Temple was made of green metal. The Western Falling Temple was made of red metal, the Southern Falling Temple was made of purple metal, the Central Falling Temple was made of earthen yellow metal, and the Northern Falling Temple was made of icy-blue metal.

There were five temples above. The patterns on the metal plates were all of one shrine, and there were two shrines. The patterns on the metal tablets were quite special, and they were the Lightning Shrine of Antarctica.

There was also the Ice and Snow Divine Hall on the Arctic Continent. The metal plate was ice blue, and on it, other than a shrine, there was also a Divine Ice Sword carved into it. This cultivator from the East Falling Divine Temple was the first to announce himself on the stage.

The cultivator in blue robes said, "I am Qiu Fangjian from the Eastern Falling Divine Temple. I have been watching the battle below the stage for the past two days and I admire fellow Daoist Lu's amazing skills. Even though I know that I am no match, I still have the guts to come and ask for your advice."

Although this person's words were very proper, his eyes were filled with a feminine charm as he looked at Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng looked at him as if there was some irreconcilable enmity between him and Qiu Fangjian.

Even so, Lu Qingfeng still said very politely, "I don't dare to ask you for advice. We are only sparring. Fellow Qiu, please."

As soon as Lu Qingfeng finished speaking, Qiu Fangjian had already pulled out the long sword on his back. Qiu Fangjian's long sword was completely red in color, and the temperature on the stage seemed to rise as well.

Qiu Fangjian gently caressed the sword and said, "This sword is a top-quality magic treasure, Burning Heaven. Fellow Daoist Lu, I will use this sword to compete with Fellow Daoist Lu. I hope that Fellow Daoist Lu will enlighten me."

There was no time to think about anything else on the stage, so Lu Qingfeng also pulled out a blood sword from his back and said: "I will use this sword to spar with Fellow Qiu today, please make my move."

Qiu Fangjian's expression instantly turned incomparably cold, forming a stark contrast with the Burning Heaven Sword in his hand.

Most of the cultivators in the Eastern Falling Divine Hall trained in wood attribute cultivation techniques, and Qiu Fangjian was an exception. He trained in fire attribute cultivation techniques, and this cultivation technique was very famous throughout the entire Yun God's world for it was called the 'Burning Heaven Sword Canon', which was matched with a set of fire attribute sword technique called the 'Burning the Heavens Sword Art'.

The Burning Heaven Sword Technique had a total of six styles, which were: Burning Man, Burning Immortal, Burning God, Burning Sea, Fen Yue, and Burning Heaven. Each of them was more powerful than the last.

As soon as Lu Qingfeng's words fell, Qiu Fangjian had already made his move, and he shouted: "Burning Man!" Following Qiu Fangjian's words, the Burning Heaven Sword slashed down onto Lu Qingfeng's head, the sword carried a deep red true essence sword aura, as if it was carrying a terrifying high temperature, as if it wanted to burn Lu Qingfeng to death.

Qiu Fangjian's fire-attribute sword intent was far inferior to Lu Qingfeng's. Indistinctly, it would consume even more true essence. Lu Qingfeng's five-attribute sword intent had already reached an extremely shallow color and would soon reach a colorless level.

Moreover, Lu Qingfeng cultivated in all five elements at the same time. In terms of the thickness of his primeval essence, even the experts at the peak of the truth realm would not be able to compare to him.

Lu Qingfeng lightly shouted, "Ten thousand swords, pierce the heart!" Lu Qingfeng's body flashed to the side, dodging Qiu Fangjian's burning attack, and the Blood Drinking Sword directly pierced towards Qiu Fangjian's heart. The four True Essence short swords formed a straight line, instantly arriving in front of Qiu Fangjian.

His sword intent was clearly much higher than his own by a stage, but even so, Qiu Fang Jian was still in the mid Nihility God Stage, and was a step higher than Lu Qingfeng, barely dodging the attack.

Lu Qingfeng had also made a ruthless move today. For no reason, he had been viewed with hostility by others. It was as if he was carrying a needle on his back. Moreover, Qiu Fangjian had also made a ruthless move so of course Lu Qingfeng would not show mercy.

The Myriad Swords Piercing Heart failed, and Lu Qingfeng immediately used the mysterious soul attack technique. A soul sword instantly shot towards the center of Qiu Fangjian's forehead, facing the soul attack. Unless the opponent instantly formed a defensive net in his Niwan Palace, otherwise, the only path would be to be attacked by the soul.

Qiu Fangjian was still unable to understand what had happened, and the soul sword had already pierced into his forehead. By the time he could react, he already felt a sharp pain from his soul which caused him to have no choice but to hold his head with both his hands.

All of this happened in a split-second. Lu Qingfeng did not pause for a moment, as the Blood Drinking Sword directly swept towards Qiu Fang Jian's head. Qiu Fang Jian's cultivation was still higher than Lu Qingfeng's by a step, and he immediately regained his senses.

In that split-second, the Blood Drinking Sword was already in front of Qiu Fang Jian's left arm, which was holding his head. In that split-second, the Blood Drinking Sword was already in front of Qiu Fang Jian's left arm, which was holding his head.

Lu Qingfeng sighed in his heart and said to himself: "This is what you call letting the tiger back to the mountain. The future troubles will be endless." Looking at Qiu Fangjian who was floating in the air, Lu Qingfeng had no other choice. The two of them stared at each other, and Qiu Fangjian's eyes were filled with hatred.