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The moment Yi Feng's aura closed in, Sun Qian threw out several punches in mid air, forcefully dispersing Yi Feng's aura. However, in the face of Yi Feng's aura this time, Sun Qian could be considered to have been defeated.

At this point, everyone knew that Yi Feng's momentum was so strong that Sun Qian actually wanted to disperse it with a punch. Other than Xuan Feng Yang, no one else present could do it.

In front of so many people, he was actually forced to retaliate by the aura of a young man. This was an extremely embarrassing matter, and he was afraid that when he returned to the School of Ten Thousand Swords, others would mock him.

Yi Feng did not show any expression on his face. Even he himself was puzzled by his own aura. Ever since the appearance of the Dao Domain, Yi Feng's understanding of Dao and its aura had increased by a whole level.

Although Sun Qian was an expert warrior of Great Perfection, Yi Feng did not put him in his eyes. After all, along the way, he had experienced several life and death battles, and many of his opponents' cultivation bases were much higher than his.

Sun Qian snorted coldly as his momentum couldn't be compared to the white-robed youth. His figure flashed and he launched a punch at Yi Feng, obviously trying to vent his anger.

However, Yi Feng was not a puppet. Just as Sun Qian's fist was about to make contact with Yi Feng's body, Yi Feng nimbly sidestepped and avoided Sun Qian's attack.

As Yi Feng's cultivation level improved, Yi Feng's Wind Walk became more and more ingenious. At this point, Sun Qian did not even touch the edge of Yi Feng's clothes.

Looking at Yi Feng's elegant movements, everyone was filled with envy. This was a mysterious movement technique, what kind of background did this young man have? Everyone was amazed one after another.

After failing to hit his opponent several times, Sun Qian became even more anxious. This young man's movements were too strange. His speed was far beyond what he could compare with. This way, his opponent would be in an invincible position.

Sun Qian stopped attacking and smiled, "Does Brother Yi only know how to dodge and the advantage of speed is all you know? It's fine if you don't want to compete in this round."

Faced with Sun Qian's obvious provocation, the surrounding people all shook their heads and laughed bitterly. This Sun Qian is too retarded. Why would the other party receive such a simple provocation from you?

However, to everyone's surprise, Yi Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Then we will do as you say. I will fight with you then."

Sun Qian did not expect Yi Feng to agree so easily. He became overjoyed and said, "Then I won't be polite."

However, before Sun Qian could finish his sentence, another person appeared in front of him. It was Yi Feng. Since he was going to fight, Yi Feng would not show any mercy. He casually threw a punch towards Sun Qian's chest.

Although Sun Qian was an arrogant man, his talent was not weak and his cultivation was much higher than Yi Feng's. Facing Yi Feng's punch, Sun Qian did not panic. His right hand turned into a claw as it clawed at Yi Feng's wrist.

Yi Feng didn't need to use his high level martial skills to fight with Sun Qian at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged hundreds of blows.

In terms of strength, Sun Qian was much stronger, so it seemed that Sun Qian had the upper hand, but he did not cause any real harm to Yi Feng.

After another clash, both of them stopped attacking. Looking at the other party, Sun Qian said loudly, "Brother Yi should only be a beginner warrior, right?"

Yi Feng did not deny it. Since the other party knew of his real cultivation base, he had nothing to say.

As a Junior Warrior, other than the Xuan Dao Sect's disciples and Xuan Feng, everyone else was puzzled. How was it possible that this young man was only a Junior Warrior?

It was possible that the boy had hidden his aura, but there was no reason for him to. However, the aura that had erupted just now was not fake. Could it really be the aura of a beginner warrior?

If that was true, it would only mean that the youth's talent was too terrifying. This would also explain why the Xuan Dao Sect had asked him to cultivate on the peak of Clear Spring Peak.

"If you really only have this little bit of strength, I think it's better if you don't take your own disgrace and admit defeat." At this point, he no longer thought much of Yi Feng. Because he was wary of Yi Feng's strength, he did not use his full strength. Now that he knew this young man was only a beginner warrior, Sun Qian was confident that he could defeat Yi Feng in ten moves.

"I don't have the habit of admitting defeat." The battle had just begun, admitting defeat was not Yi Feng's style.

"Then I'll let you know the difference in power." Sun Qian said confidently. Circulating his zhen qi, he threw a punch towards Yi Feng.

Yi Feng did not dodge. He formed a palm with one hand and roared "Raging Flames Slash" in his heart. Without any warning, a huge fire red zhen qi sword chopped towards Sun Qian.

When Sun Qian, who was attacking Yi Feng, saw this sword, his expression changed. However, he didn't show any intention of retreating. Both of his hands formed a fist in the air, and a white ball of zhen qi struck towards Yi Feng's zhen qi sword.

Right at the moment when the Zhen Qi sword and the white ball clashed, Yi Feng's figure strangely appeared at the side of Sun Qian. The afterimages of his palm kept appearing, and at a certain moment, Yi Feng's palm gently slapped towards Sun Qian.

The strangeness of Yi Feng's movement technique was far beyond Sun Qian's imagination. When Yi Feng struck out with his palm, Sun Qian felt a sense of danger. However, in a panic, he could only direct his Zhen Qi towards his palm attack, and then Sun Qian's figure quickly retreated, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Yi Feng was using the Wandering Cloud Palm. One had been accumulating energy for a long time, and the other was a hasty counterattack. Even if Sun Qian's cultivation was higher than Yi Feng's, he still wouldn't feel well.

A muffled groan was heard by everyone present. Everyone knew that Sun Qian was injured, and it was not a light injury. He was injured by a young man who was only a beginner warrior.

From the beginning, Yi Feng had planned this attack, betting that the opponent would look down on him. Raging Flames Slash was only a feint. However, in order to confuse Sun Qian, Yi Feng had used the full power of Raging Flames Slash. He then used the Steps of the Wind and the Wandering Cloud Palm to ambush Sun Qian.

This was the result of Yi Feng not using his Purple Cloud Boots. If Yi Feng used his Purple Cloud Boots, Sun Qian might not even be able to catch Yi Feng.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but Sun Qian still couldn't believe the truth. He had actually been injured, and it was even a beginner warrior who had injured him.

After spitting out the blood, Sun Qian roared furiously. With a twist of his right hand, a silver spear appeared in his right hand.

As Sun Qian held the long silver spear, the Xuan Dao Sect's disciples glared at him. Then, they looked at Sun Qian with strange expressions, as if they were looking at a joke.

When Yi Feng saw the spear in Sun Qian's hand, his expression turned strange. He thought to himself, "Why is this guy always courting death?"

Under everyone's astonished expressions, a long spear appeared in Yi Feng's hand. It was two meters long and pitch black in color. It looked even more mysterious in the dark night.