Just like now.
The power of the Demon-Subduing Pestle in hand grew stronger and stronger, and from the mont Jiang Feng raised his left hand, Gu Miyun already sensed a life-threatening danger.
All those endless attacks before hadn’t made him feel a sense of crisis; it was mostly passive defense while constantly applying pressure. It’s not that he didn’t want to fight back, but amidst the opponent’s rabid attacks, he simply couldn’t find an opportunity to retaliate.
To put it bluntly.
He could only ensure he wasn’t defeated while holding back, completely unable and not knowing how to counterattack. Jiang Feng’s combat style was identical to what the seniors often ntioned about Swordmaster Peak disciples.
Jiang Feng’s desperate battle fueled by burning his cultivation rely forced him to take it seriously, pushing him to bring out his best skills. Facing an opponent like Jiang Feng, the best approach was dragging out ti, passive defense, and as long as he could endure until the opponent’s physical body collapsed, he could win without any sacrifice.
The only miscalculation he had was...
This kid was too resilient.
Truly, he was the toughest hard bone he had ever encountered, forced to use the sect’s magic treasure in a life-or-death defense.
"Dodge, dodge!"
Gu Miyun almost gritted his teeth as he roared.
With short-term protection from the divine entity and counterattacks, he couldn’t even control what the summoned god would do. The Demon-Subduing Pestle pierced the sky like a teor, while the fire in Jiang Feng’s hand was equally formidable. The mont he pulled the trigger, the terrifying recoil jolted him back several ters.
The strange patterns etched on the firearms directly emitted light, equating to imprinting Daoist skills onto the weapon and the bullets, thereby enhancing propulsion. The weapon in his hand now surpassed the category of both hot weapons and magic treasures.
The fla and Demon-Subduing Pestle collided rcilessly.
The finger-thick bullet boasted countless purple lightning strikes, densely covered all over. It wasn’t just physically driven but also fortified by Daoist skills. Even the spiral grooves inside the gun barrel were engraved with exquisite spells, and even the power of anti-material weapons was probably nothing compared to this.
Boom——
Their collision was quick as a flash, leaving the thousands of spectators in complete silence.
Huge clouds of dust and waving yellow sand obscured the view; no one could see clearly who could still stand firm in the center, especially Yan Fengchun, who was so shocked his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"Did I enter the sect with this guy?"
He couldn’t help questioning, rembering their duel three years ago vividly. Though he lost by a narrow margin, it was just a narrow loss. But today, three years later, the gap between them seed not just a bit.
Yan Fengchun actually knew a little about the weapon Jiang Feng pulled out earlier because sotis he encountered this kid at ho researching magic treasures and once asked him to seek top craftsn for so small items. His brother wasn’t the type to hide his skills.
He just didn’t expect it to be terrifying to this extent.
Let alone the weapon Jiang Feng pulled out earlier; just talking about the hundreds of Sword Qi, Thunder Yuan entering the body, and Hundred Swords as One - among the third-generation disciples, apart from those who condensed Nascent Soul, who dared say they could withstand this move?
Actually.
Even those who have condensed Nascent Soul are sowhat apprehensive.
Like Qingxia Peak’s chief, Chen Shan, who has a good relationship with Jiang Feng, he felt his scalp tingling watching this scene.
"Senior Brother!"
The first person to react was Lin Jiangxian.
Without saying a word, she jumped off the audience seat. At this ti, the protectors responsible for guarding the audience were frozen, taking a long ti to co to their senses. The battlefield’s aftermath had vanished, and Miss Lin directly dashed into the field to save her senior brother.
The second ones to react were naturally Liang Yu and Bai Yu. As mbers of Swordmaster Peak, they wouldn’t just stand by in such situations, so they chose to jump down to rescue imdiately. Even the disciples of Dragon Head Peak felt restless—they all wished to believe that their master brother was safe, but the commotion was too overwhelming.
Before the Dragon Head Peak mbers could step in, a figure leapt from the dust, and the yellow sand dispersed. The Hidden Sound Cleansing World Technique ceased, landing steadily.
"Phew——"
"Phew——"
For a mont, he wanted to say sothing, but the intense exhaustion kept him from speaking. Seeing the disciples of Dragon Head Peak coming down, he rely waved his hand, indicating he was alright, then pointed to the opposite side.
"I’m fine, hurry, save... cough cough."
Cough several tis.
With Gu Yuanshan’s physical strength and realm, there wouldn’t be a problem. No matter how much he held back, he was still the chief among the third-generation disciples. Even if Jiang Feng fought with all his might, he could at most make him serious. Just called upon Spiritual Energy a bit too much earlier, leaving him slightly weakened.
Let’s say this: if he had used the sect-given magic treasure at the start, the battle would have lost all suspense completely. After pointing towards the distant dust, the Dragon Head Peak disciples imdiately realized who they needed to save.
A group of people rushed over, and a sudden green light appeared in the sky upon closer look, two Peak Masters standing high with the Wood Rune Technique, making everyone feel refreshed, including Gu Miyun in the center.
Once the power surged into the body, the previously chaotic energy imdiately flowed smoothly, and the depleted Spiritual Energy recovered slightly. This showcased the impact of Qingxia Peak and Divine Wood Peak; having them present was like adding a mobile fountain to the battlefield, consistently restoring energy for everyone.
Su Yi followed this thod, but now she couldn’t abandon the wheelchair in hand to help, so she could only form her Spiritual Energy into a rope to throw towards Jiang Feng, hoping to replenish his energy and blood slightly. The rest of the disciples had already exploded, and those invited allies or secular forces were left in complete ntal blankness.
Everyone’s gaze concentrated on the sweeping dust, and the other Peak Masters high above noticed Liu Tangxi had disappeared, alleviating their worried minds noticeably, illustrating the disparity in realms.
Swoosh!
The people present felt shocked in their hearts!
A Sword Qi slashed through the sky, heading straight up, lifting all the dust in the center as it nearly grazed Gu Miyun’s head, causing his body to tense. But soon, the Sword Qi swept past him, hitting the clouds and dispersing them forcibly.
Everyone saw the situation in the center clearly.
It was Liu Tangxi.
Tall in stature, calm in expression, standing motionless—her left hand hung freely, while her right hand lifted Jiang Feng by his clothes, picking up his upper body. The Sword Qi clearly ca from her casual swipe with her left hand.
Clink——
The man held showed no sign of movent, only continuous blood flowing from his mouth and nose, soaking his clothes and the floor of the Martial Arts Arena.
"Master Liu, I sincerely apologize, I couldn’t hold back..."
His expression was sowhat cautious.
But fortunately, the other party just shook her head.
"No harm done, his essence wasn’t injured; a period of rest will suffice."
Hearing this, Gu Miyun’s tense heart finally relaxed. He feared he might have caused severe injury, but despite Jiang Feng’s miserable appearance, his tendons and bones hadn’t suffered.
"Senior Brother!"
The disciples of Swordmaster Peak finally arrived.
A few people scrambled to support the young man, holding him at both sides, but Jiang Feng’s large build made him tower over his junior sisters. They couldn’t lift him properly, only Bai Yu’s height could barely suffice.
Turning around, Yan Fengchun, who had also jumped down from the audience seat at so point, imdiately sought to help carry his brother from the Martial Arts Arena, while Gu Miyun also awkwardly cupped his hand towards Liu Tangxi.
"Master Liu, according to the rules, I shouldn’t use sect-given magic treasures during sect martial arts gatherings. It happened suddenly, and if I hadn’t used it, I feared my life would be in danger.
"I broke the sect rules, Master Liu, I shall explain voluntarily after this."
"This battle should be awarded to Brother Jiang..."
She rudely interrupted.
"No need."
Then she glanced at Gu Miyun who stood still.
"Your skills are impressive."
"After the gathering, I will personally visit Dragon Head Peak to find you, still, to Gu Nephew..."
"Not reluctant for any guidance."
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