Chapter 1746: Two Monsters
Within the Long Clan camp, Long Aotian and Long Tengyuan stared at each other in utter disbelief.
How was this possible?
Long Xingye's strength only continued to grow the longer he fought. The only way to defeat him was to overwhelm him from the very beginning. If an opponent started out evenly matched with him, the battle would inevitably end with Long Xingye completely crushing them.
Yet after fighting for half an hour, Ling Feng still hadn't fallen.
Could it be that his strength was also increasing throughout the battle?
Just where was that man's limit?
What no one knew was that Ling Feng himself was equally conflicted.
He wanted to discover Long Xingye's limit just as much.
Although Long Xingye's swordsmanship was somewhat clumsy in terms of technique, his sword speed and the way he synchronized with the Law of Earth had reached an almost flawless level.
Ling Feng had learned a tremendous amount simply by fighting him.
Long Xingye was like a piece of untouched jade, naturally gifted and waiting to be refined.
How had the Long Clan managed to raise someone with such extraordinary talent into nothing more than a savage beast?
Foolish.
Utterly foolish.
"Roar!"
Unable to break through Ling Feng's defense despite his relentless assault, Long Xingye's fury continued to mount.
"This is Xingye's Abyssal Sword Force! Anyone trapped beneath its pressure feels as though they've fallen into a pit of absolute despair. Hahaha! That brat is finished!"
The Long Clan brothers, who knew Long Xingye's abilities better than anyone, burst into laughter. Their eyes gleamed with the savage light of wild beasts.
No matter how monstrous Ling Feng's talent was, there was no chance he would survive this attack.
Within Ling Feng's perception, the air itself became oppressively heavy.
He could clearly sense every speck of dust around him pressing against his body like a thousand-catty boulder. His movements grew sluggish, and his feet slowly sank into the ground as though the yellow sand were trying to swallow him whole.
"So the power of an elemental law can actually be fused into one's own Sword Force?"
A sudden flash of enlightenment struck Ling Feng.
It was as if a door to an entirely new world had opened before him, instantly clearing away countless doubts that had puzzled him before.
Long Xingye truly seemed to carry an inexhaustible treasure vault within him, one waiting to be explored.
"Die!"
Long Xingye roared. His voice boomed like a collapsing mountain, causing the countless dust particles suspended in the air to grow even heavier.
He raised his massive sword high overhead.
The surrounding air howled as it spiraled around him. Dust from every direction gathered toward the blade like rivers flowing into the sea.
Grains of yellowish-brown earth rapidly adhered to the greatsword while torrents of earth-attributed sword essence poured into it. The sword essence merged with those dense particles, causing the weapon's weight to increase by several million catties.
The blade became unimaginably heavy.
Long Xingye's face twisted with ferocity. Veins bulged across his forehead as he gripped the hilt with both hands. Every muscle in his arms swelled with explosive strength, like molten lava moments away from erupting from a volcano.
Though it seemed like a lengthy process, everything happened within a single instant.
The massive sword rose.
Then it came crashing down.
The strike carried enough force to split mountains and cleave towering peaks apart.
"Heaven-Shattering Earth-Sundering!"
Long Xingye unleashed his killing move with a thunderous roar.
"Die!"
The disciples of Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor clenched their fists, their eyes blazing with excitement.
Xiao Juanyun also tightened his fists, intending to intervene, but he knew it was already too late.
"Surely... he's not really going to die here?"
Luo Hanzhou inhaled sharply.
In his opinion, Ling Feng's strength should not end here.
"Junior Brother Ling!"
Yue Huaqing and Murong Bai cried out at the same time.
Among everyone present, the two of them were undoubtedly the most anxious.
"It's over."
"There really wasn't any suspense after all."
"Long Xingye is a monster. Ling Feng should never have challenged him."
"What a pity. Ling Feng was an extraordinary genius in his own right."
Just as everyone believed Ling Feng was doomed, he finally drew his sword.
Eight Swords As One!
His strike came so quickly that even experts like Xiao Juanyun and Luo Hanzhou could not see it clearly. All they caught was a faint blur of sword light as eight sword rays of different colors fused together in an instant before shooting across the battlefield.
At that moment, all light seemed to vanish.
Darkness swallowed the world.
Only that eight-colored sword qi shone with dazzling brilliance as it rose through the darkness and tore it apart.
"W... What kind of sword art is that?"
"My heavens! It feels as though that sword carries the might of heaven and earth itself. Just looking at it makes my soul tremble."
"So he still has another trump card!"
The moment the attack appeared, several of the strongest spectators immediately realized that Long Xingye's strike would no longer be enough to kill Ling Feng.
Boom!
The eight-colored sword light slammed violently into the earth-yellow sword radiance released by Long Xingye.
The ground shook violently.
The arena beneath their feet had already been battered beyond recognition, but now it shattered inch by inch before collapsing completely into a massive crater several zhang deep.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The two figures were blasted backward simultaneously.
Almost immediately, they rushed back toward one another and collided once again.
After such a world-shaking clash, neither of them appeared to have suffered any serious injuries. Without the slightest pause, they launched straight into another fierce exchange.
"Long Xingye is one thing, but is that Ling Feng even human?"
"They're both monsters!"
Everyone's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
Once again, Ling Feng's monstrous talent had shattered everything they thought they knew.
"How... how is this possible?"
Long Aotian's face turned deathly pale.
At the same time, he secretly thanked his luck that he had sent Long Xingye into battle. Had he gone himself, he would probably have already died beneath Ling Feng's sword.
"Hmph. I knew I wasn't mistaken. His true strength is no weaker than mine."
Luo Hanzhou's eyes burned with intense excitement.
It seemed he had found himself another worthy goal.
Throughout Luo Hanzhou's cultivation journey, whenever he encountered someone stronger than himself, he would remain by that person's side and follow their commands without complaint.
He asked for only one thing.
They had to keep sparring with him.
Only after surpassing them would he leave in search of his next target.
Now, Ling Feng had become that next target.
And Luo Hanzhou firmly believed the day he surpassed Ling Feng was not far away.