Amid everyone's high expectations, Jiang Feng and Qin Feifan stepped onto the stage.
Qin Feifan still showed graceful composure.
Many female disciples screamed and cheered for him.
Qin Feifan was the undisputed Outer Mountain number one.
He was humble and very popular.
Jiang Feng looked at him with anticipation.
Having improved Sword Intent, he wanted to test his power against a master.
But he did not think Qin Feifan deserved it.
"Junior Brother Jiang, may I propose something?"
Qin Feifan asked with a smile.
"What is it? Speak."
Jiang Feng furrowed his brow, curious.
"I, Qin, know I'm no match for you, so I will forfeit this match."
Qin Feifan said openly.
"Huh...? Forfeit?"
Jiang Feng was stunned.
The audience was stunned too.
"No way! I must have misheard!"
"Exactly, why forfeit before fighting?"
"Who can explain why Qin Feifan would just concede?"
"Jiang Feng is strong, but Qin Feifan never fought and just gave up; that's frustrating."
Nearby, Gu Yuetian smirked and said, "That guy loves to show off."
Qin Feifan anticipated the reaction and remained calm.
After watching Jiang Feng fight Gu Yuetian, he knew he couldn't beat Jiang Feng.
More importantly, Jiang Feng had comprehended Sword Intent—
usually only Profound Gang Realm experts could do that!
Though Qin Feifan was Outer Mountain's top disciple, he was far from Sword Intent level.
He added, "Before forfeiting, I have a small wish..."
"May I experience Junior Brother Jiang's Sword Technique realm!"
Jiang Feng understood.
Qin Feifan was sensible.
"Sure. Also, what Sword Technique do you practice, Senior Brother Qin?"
Jiang Feng asked.
"Oh, I practice Moonlight Sword Technique."
Qin Feifan answered promptly.
As he spoke, Jiang Feng's sword drew itself.
A vast sword aura surged forth, like the Milky Way hung high, moonlight shining on the sun.
The blazing sun seemed dim.
The dazzling light and aura blinded the audience, radiant and sharp.
When all reacted, Qin Feifan had been blasted dozens of meters away from the stage.
He appeared lightly injured.
Jiang Feng sheathed his sword and calmly walked down.
This guy was too strong!
Qin Feifan had no counterattack.
No one dared speak further.
Such sword power, if they faced it, wouldn't just defend—it could severely injure or kill instantly.
Qin Feifan rose with respect and shock in his eyes.
He bowed to Jiang Feng, "Thanks for your guidance, Junior Brother Jiang!"
His tone was sincere and genuine.
Others were baffled.
Was Qin Feifan dumbstruck?
Why thank an opponent after defeat?
"Senior Brother Gu, why did Qin Feifan thank Jiang Feng?"
A disciple asked near Gu Yuetian.
"Don't ask me, ask Qin Feifan."
Gu Yuetian left coldly.
Jiang Feng was terrifying!
He had just performed the most essential move of Moonlight Sword Technique.
Without reaching Major Success realm, such technique was impossible.
At least Qin Feifan could not perform it.
He must retreat and cultivate!
Gu Yuetian decided to immediately enter seclusion.
He had always regarded himself a sword genius, but compared to Jiang Feng, he was nothing.
Thus, the Outer Mountain Competition ended.
Jiang Feng first, Qin Feifan second, Gu Yuetian third.
The rewards were distributed.
Jiang Feng happily held a bottle of Top-Tier Primary Spirit Elixirs from Deacon Xiao.
The bottle contained ten Elixirs, each worth 200 Inferior Mysterious Qi Stones.
One bottle was worth 2,000 Inferior Mysterious Qi Stones.
After buying a Profound Sword, Jiang Feng only had about 300 stones left.
The value was impressive.
"Little guy, hurry, let's go!"
Elder Yun was impatient.
With the competition over, he grabbed Jiang Feng's shoulder and leapt away.
The two quickly vanished from Martial Arts Field.
Meanwhile, discussions about Jiang Feng continued on the field...
......
At Demon Sky Sword Sect, Chiling Peak, a slightly weary Inner Sect Disciple stepped into the Chiling Hall.
This drew disciples' attention.
"Huh...? Senior Brother Feng, this is his last chance, right?"
"Becoming a master's true disciple is so hard."
"If he fails again, he loses core disciple status."
"Too rushed... he should have waited."
"If he waited half a year more, he'd likely pass."
"But now no hope."
"It's a pity; even Chief Lin couldn't pass that test."
Amid the gossip, Feng Yiming's expression was calm.
He approached the pavilion and knelt, loudly saying, "Master, I come to accept the test."
Nearby Chiling Peak disciples shook their heads.
Sure enough, Senior Brother Feng was using his final chance.
"Feng Yiming, this test measures comprehension and heart. Have you decided?"
A dignified old voice came from the pavilion.
"I have decided."
Feng Yiming answered firmly.
"Then start after one incense stick."
The old voice sighed.
"Yes!"
Feng Yiming replied.
The surrounding disciples were puzzled.
Last month, Senior Brother Feng had no insight into Flaming Sword Technique.
Could he have progressed in a few days?
Unlikely.
Was he too rushed?
Flaming Sword Technique was easy to understand but hard to master.
Few in the sect could reach Perfection realm.
Upon hearing, many Chiling Peak disciples came to watch.
Feng Yiming closed his eyes and meditated.
He recalled the recent scene in the trading hall's secret room.
That mysterious junior brother demonstrating Flaming Sword Technique repeatedly...
Demon Sky Sword Sect had nine peaks, each with three thousand Inner Sect Disciples.
Passing the master's test granted true disciple status.
With time and effort, one could challenge the Hidden Dragon List of the inner sect within years.
Resources in a sect are limited.
Most are prioritized for Hidden Dragon List elites.
The Hidden Dragon List admitted only one hundred disciples.
Rising in rank meant greatly increased resources.
Competition determined quality. This was reality.
Feng Yiming tightly gripped his sword hilt.
This was his last chance. He must succeed.
To gain true master inheritance and favor, he resolved to give his all.
"Master, I am ready."
Feng Yiming opened his eyes.
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