"Luo Feng is probably in danger! Ji Wufa's Sword Intent is incredibly powerful; even Gu Yunfei couldn't withstand a single strike from him."

"Hmm, now all we can do is see if Luo Feng can fend off Ji Wufa's Sword Intent. If he can, then he has a chance of winning..."

"Even if Luo Feng loses, he's still the Third New Talent."

Judging from previous matches, Luo Feng was more skilled in defense. However, Ji Wufa had comprehended Sword Intent, making his attacks irresistibly sharp. A significant gap still existed between the two.

On the platform, Ji Wufa and Luo Feng faced each other from a distance.

Ji Wufa's gaze was icy, his posture as straight as a drawn sword.

Thirty paces away, Luo Feng appeared calm. Faced with Ji Wufa's aggressive stare, his expression remained composed.

The entire martial arts arena gradually fell silent.

In this duel, one contestant was the biggest dark horse of this year's New Talent Convention; the other was a Sword Dao prodigy who had comprehended Sword Intent.

In the eyes of the crowd, although the outcome of this duel held little suspense, they still watched with keen interest.

"Ji Wufa, before we begin, I have a question."

Luo Feng looked at Ji Wufa and asked, "Why do you challenge me? If your goal is the First New Talent, your opponent should be He Qin."

Ji Wufa raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips as he clasped his hands behind his back. "The title of First New Talent means nothing to me! I came here only to defeat opponents who interest me. Your strength qualifies you as my opponent!"

"I see."

Luo Feng smiled and nodded, a hint of admiration for Ji Wufa's spirit in his eyes.

The man was clearly a wanderer, roaming the world solely in pursuit of the Sword Dao.

Such swordsmen were the most formidable.

"Draw your saber. I will not use Sword Intent." Ji Wufa drew his Three Feet Green Edge. With a slight shake, a surging, sharp aura immediately swept across the platform, as if countless blades were tearing through the void. The oppressive pressure spread in all directions.

Even from tens of meters away, Luo Feng felt an intense chill, the pores on his skin prickling.

"What a sharp aura, it's as if it could pierce through anything! Huo Tianqing, it's truly surprising that your Floating Snow School has produced such a Sword Dao genius," remarked Zhou Zhiyun, the Dean of Tianlan School, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise as she observed Ji Wufa.

Huo Tianqing of the Floating Snow School shook his head and smiled. "I am quite surprised myself."

Among the Four Great Academies, the Floating Snow School was most renowned for its Saber Technique. For Ji Wufa, a student of the Floating Snow School, to have grasped Sword Intent—something countless swordsmen dreamed of—was indeed astonishing.

"With Ji Wufa's Sword Dao cultivation, even if he doesn't use Sword Intent, Luo Feng is definitely not his match," Zhao Hanshan suddenly interjected, casting a gloomy glance at Zi Hongyuan on the other side.

As one of the deans of the Four Great Academies, Zhao Hanshan naturally couldn't miss the New Talent Convention. So, after sending Wan Feng off for treatment, he had returned to the VIP seats.

Zi Hongyuan appeared at ease, paying no mind to Zhao Hanshan's words. He chuckled, "Zhao Hanshan, isn't it a bit premature to jump to conclusions?"

"Hmph! We'll see soon enough if it's premature!" Zhao Hanshan snorted. He least wanted to see Luo Feng win and had intended to use Ji Wufa to undermine Zi Hongyuan, but it had no effect.

On the stage, a formidable aura emanated from Ji Wufa. The sharp Qi Force transformed into a fierce gale, sweeping in all directions.

Strangely, when this piercing Qi Force reached within three feet of Luo Feng, it immediately calmed.

Luo Feng stood his ground like an unyielding mountain, unmoved by the raging wind.

Before they even exchanged blows, their auras were already clashing intensely.

HUM!

Luo Feng gripped the hilt of his Tiger Soul Saber, drew it from his back, and faced Ji Wufa with a smile. "I advise you to use your full strength. Otherwise, you won't have any chance of winning."

Arrogant!

This thought surfaced in most people's minds.

Ji Wufa was a swordsman who had comprehended Sword Intent, a talent rarely seen even among a hundred thousand swordsmen. Even without using Sword Intent, his strength was considerable.

For Luo Feng to utter such words when facing Ji Wufa was the height of arrogance!

"This is the first time I've met someone more arrogant than myself. Take my first move—Seeking the Flaw!"

Ji Wufa's eyes flickered. A powerful Qi Force suddenly erupted around him, ripping the platform to shreds. His figure flashed, transforming into an unsheathed treasured sword as he lunged towards Luo Feng.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Wufa appeared three paces before Luo Feng. With a flick of his wrist, a distorted, brilliant sword light thrust out silently.

The sword light condensed to a single point, appearing slow yet moving with incredible speed. The martial arts arena fell deathly silent, as if all sound and color had been absorbed by this one strike. The entire world seemed to hold nothing but this single beam of sword light.

The students near the platform turned pale. Even from such a distance, they felt as if all their weaknesses were exposed to this sword light.

Luo Feng's brow twitched. He slashed out repeatedly with his Tiger Soul Saber.

Three slashes of dark saber light, forming a triangular pattern, sealed the shifting sword light within.

Not only that, but the fierce saber light also completely cut off the sword light's path of retreat!

CLANG!

Ji Wufa's divinely unpredictable strike was successfully parried by Luo Feng. The powerful impact shattered the platform further.

A flicker of surprise crossed Ji Wufa's eyes. With a twitch of his wrist, his sword hummed with the sound of clashing metal as three streaks of sword light shot out simultaneously from different directions.

The Tiger Soul Saber swung three times, and the three sword lights vanished without a trace.

Ji Wufa's gaze sharpened as he gathered his power for another thrust!

The previous three sword lights had been mere feints; this strike was the true killing move.

WHOOSH!

A stunningly bright light pierced the void. The air on the platform seemed to split in two, and a terrifying sword momentum completely enveloped Luo Feng!

"Fall!" Ji Wufa barked, the sword light aimed straight at Luo Feng's chest.

"Not necessarily!"

Luo Feng's eyes glinted. A clear dragon's roar echoed across the platform as a massive black dragon coiled around him, shielding him securely.

BOOM!

The sword light struck the great dragon. Two entirely different streams of Gang Qi clashed violently. The immense sword light shattered inch by inch against the dragon's scales, until both it and the dragon vanished completely!

"How is that possible?!"

Even Ji Wufa, usually so composed, couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes.

Both were at the peak of the seventh-level Essence Storage Realm cultivation, but he had comprehended Sword Intent, placing his strength a level above ordinary swordsmen!

Since Luo Feng wasn't an eighth-level Hell Realm expert, he shouldn't have been able to block that last strike.

Strange!

Ji Wufa frowned slightly. Just as he was about to attack again, Luo Feng, surprisingly, launched a counterattack!

"Evil Qi Soars to the Heavens!"

Luo Feng roared, his Tiger Soul Saber cutting through the air towards Ji Wufa, carrying immense wind pressure.

Ji Wufa retreated a step, and a brilliant sword light erupted.

BOOM!

The saber light and sword radiance collided. The powerful shockwave caused the entire platform to tremble violently.

Ji Wufa had just breathed a sigh of relief when his heart suddenly tensed.

On the platform, layers upon layers of saber light fanned out, sweeping towards him!

Impossible!

Watching the whistling saber light approach, Ji Wufa's expression turned grave for the first time. Unleashing Gang Qi externally consumed a vast amount of energy. For his opponent to launch such powerful attacks consecutively, his Yuan Qi reserves had to be terrifyingly profound!

At this moment, Ji Wufa finally shed his disdain. His figure blurred as he retreated rapidly, dodging the area enveloped by the saber light.

RUMBLE...

The saber light struck the platform, leaving it crisscrossed with deep gashes, looking as if it would crumble at the slightest breeze.

"So strong! Are these two really students from our Four Great Academies? I feel like I'm watching a battle between Golden Palace Disciples!"

"Luo Feng is incredible! He's not at a disadvantage against Ji Wufa at all; he even seems to have a slight upper hand!"

"But Ji Wufa hasn't used his Sword Intent yet. If he does, he should be able to defeat Luo Feng easily."

A tide of astonished cries swept through the arena, everyone shocked by the power displayed by the two combatants.

Ji Wufa retreated to the edge of the platform and did not make another move.

Looking at Luo Feng, a cold glint flickered in Ji Wufa's eyes. He suddenly chuckled. "Interesting! Since I mastered Sword Intent, you're the first person to push me this far!"

Luo Feng twirled his long saber and smiled faintly. "Then I'm truly honored."

"You are worthy of facing my Sword Intent!"

As he spoke, Ji Wufa's aura underwent a dramatic change.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

Within a thirty-foot radius around Ji Wufa, countless cracks appeared on the platform, as if swept by innumerable sword lights. A torrent of Qi Force coalesced into a sharp sword, shooting straight towards the heavens!

Many in the audience gasped.

Having merged with his Sword Intent, Ji Wufa looked at Luo Feng in the distance. "To be defeated by my Sword Intent is an honor you can be proud of!"

SHING!

The moment he finished speaking, Ji Wufa thrust his sword.

Sword Intent greatly amplified the power of swordsmanship. This strike was entirely different from before.

The frigid sword tip radiated a biting chill, like winter incarnate. A palpable coldness spread, and the air near the blade began to condense into snowflakes!

Only upon close inspection could one faintly discern a glimmer of sword light within the swirling snow.

A single glance at this sword light sent a shiver down one's spine. It was sharpened to the extreme, condensed to its absolute limit, seemingly possessing the power to pierce through anything!

"Sword's Tip Condenses Snow!"

Ji Wufa's gaze was incisive. He thrust his sword, the light infinitely concentrated, irresistibly sharp!

The brilliant sword light shot forth. The surrounding space seemed to freeze in an instant. The intense sense of danger made every hair on Luo Feng's body stand on end!

"Truly, Sword Intent!" Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, the gaze peeking from between his lids as sharp as a blade, piercing the void.

"Grand Momentum Like a Saber!"

A peculiar ripple emanated from Luo Feng's body. The colossal, faint image of a saber appeared around him, its aura soaring to the heavens, scattering the dark clouds above.

Everyone in the martial arts arena stared, wide-eyed, their hearts pounding with a mixture of awe and fear.

The moment the saber's phantom image appeared, Luo Feng seemed to merge with the grand momentum of heaven and earth, capable of slaying anything! The sabers worn by the Martial Artists in the vicinity who wielded them began to tremble violently, as if in profound fear.

"How is this possible?! That's Grand Momentum! He actually comprehended Grand Momentum!"

In the VIP section, Huo Tianqing, usually as steadfast as a mountain, shot up from his seat, exclaiming in shock, his face a mask of disbelief.

Hearing this, the other three deans of the Four Great Academies, men who had weathered countless storms, all wore expressions of utter shock.

Zhao Hanshan was so stunned his jaw dropped. He mumbled, "Impossible... How could he possibly comprehend Grand Momentum...?"

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