A saber cultivator...?
Ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon List?
A prodigy who has comprehended the embryonic saber intent?
"Hm... a worthy opponent!"
Jiang Feng looked at Cheng Wufeng, a sharp sword intent rising from his body.
Cheng Wufeng, who had been extremely disdainful of Jiang Feng, narrowed his eyes after feeling the sword intent.
"With sword intent of this level, no wonder you're so arrogant. You must have also comprehended the Sword Intent Embryo."
Cheng Wufeng stared fiercely.
"What? Want to try?"
Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Too bad your cultivation is too low, a major flaw!"
Cheng Wufeng said with some disdain.
"But crushing you is enough."
Jiang Feng retorted.
"You...!"
Cheng Wufeng's face darkened.
"Junior Brother Jiang Feng is really tough!"
Feng Yiming twitched his mouth, stunned.
The onlookers: "This..."
They were speechless now.
They had thought Jiang Feng was a body cultivator.
But he was actually a sword prodigy who had comprehended Sword Intent Embryo.
My god...!
Comprehending Sword Intent at the Royal Profound Realm level was terrifying.
Now they understood why Jiang Feng was so arrogant.
Seeing Jiang Feng and Cheng Wufeng, ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon List, confront each other still amazed everyone.
In their eyes, both were genius-ranked cultivators.
One seemed to have comprehended Sword Intent Embryo, the other saber intent embryo.
But their cultivation levels differed by a whole major realm and three minor realms.
They couldn't really fight, could they? Too predictable!
"Cheng Wufeng, do you dare to fight me...?"
Jiang Feng directly issued a challenge.
"Junior Brother Jiang Feng, our rankings are not high enough, we can't challenge Cheng Wufeng yet."
At this moment, Feng Yiming reminded him.
"Fine! I was just about to teach you a lesson."
"I won't bully you with cultivation advantage; I'll suppress my cultivation to your level."
Cheng Wufeng said, his fighting spirit surging.
Since Cheng Wufeng said so, no one objected.
The crowd cleared the area for the two.
If they fought at the same cultivation level, the outcome was unpredictable.
"Hehehe... so who do you think will win now?"
"I think Senior Brother Cheng Wufeng will win. I've seen his fights. He's really strong!"
"Jiang Feng is scarier though; he's a sword cultivator but have you ever seen him draw his sword?"
"If Jiang Feng really wins, he will be the most talented disciple Demon Sky Sword Sect has had in decades."
At this moment, Jiang Feng and Cheng Wufeng stood opposite each other in an open space.
Cheng Wufeng suppressed his cultivation to Royal Profound Realm Perfection.
"My saber is a top-Tier mysterious artifact. Don't think you can catch it with your bare hands; otherwise, don't blame me if your hands are ruined."
Cheng Wufeng laughed and warned.
"You actually don't need to suppress cultivation; I can still beat you at Divine Sea Realm Fourth Heaven."
Facing such provocation, Jiang Feng calmly retorted.
"Then let's fight!"
Cheng Wufeng's eyes turned cold, and he shouted.
Jiang Feng was strong, and his mouth was sharp.
Cheng Wufeng felt he couldn't outtalk this suddenly rising sword disciple.
"Bring it on!"
Jiang Feng responded.
Clang...!
He finally drew his sword from the sheath.
His sword was only a top-Tier mysterious artifact, one-Tier lower than Cheng Wufeng's.
"Flaming Sword Qi!"
Jiang Feng whispered.
In an instant, a scorching aura spread from his body.
It swept the entire arena.
Like a volcano about to erupt, it was soul-shaking and terrifying!
Feng Yiming's eyes shone brightly.
"That's Sword Intent!"
Junior Brother Jiang Feng was too strong, he really reached the Sword Intent level.
"Slash!"
Jiang Feng slashed with his sword.
The sword light flew out, seemingly ordinary.
But it contained overwhelming and surging energy.
"Don't be afraid of me!"
Cheng Wufeng's primal force surged, a terrifying saber shadow appeared behind him.
He slashed down fiercely!
A chilling dark glow covered the saber, slashing fiercely onto Jiang Feng's sword light.
"Huh...? Something's wrong!"
"This... this is not Sword Intent Embryo! This is real Sword Intent!"
Cheng Wufeng shouted in shock.
Bang!
A loud explosion sounded.
Cheng Wufeng was pushed back over ten steps before stabilizing.
His saber trembled uncontrollably, blood dripping from his hand.
"I wasn't wrong, fighting me, you don't need to suppress cultivation."
Jiang Feng said calmly.
"You're stronger than I thought."
Cheng Wufeng's eyes burned hot, his expression serious!
"But what use is your trump card? Don't I have one too?!"
As he finished speaking, Cheng Wufeng stepped forward...
Boom!
His aura surged wildly.
His saber sliced through the void toward Jiang Feng...
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