Grand Momentum is elusive, even more so than Sword Intent.

Among millions of Martial Artists, it is incredibly rare for even one to grasp Grand Momentum.

In the entire Flowing Cloud Region, with a population in the tens of millions, those who have comprehended Grand Momentum are few and far between, and all of them are renowned masters in the martial world.

For someone like Luo Feng to grasp Grand Momentum before the age of sixteen was unprecedented in the entire Flowing Cloud Region! This showed how truly astonishing it was!

Zhou Zhiyun's beautiful eyes gazed at the stage, and she remarked with a gentle sigh, "It is indeed Grand Momentum, but only half-step Grand Momentum. I once saw a spearman in the Imperial City who had mastered Grand Momentum. His aura could change the weather and defeat his enemies without lifting a finger. Luo Feng's Grand Momentum still lacks some refinement."

Huo Tianqing let out a slow breath, his eyes shining brightly as he stated, "Even though it's half-step Grand Momentum, it's no small feat. This boy's future achievements are immeasurable, comparable to Lu Xiao Yun three years ago."

"Zi Hongyuan, congratulations. Purple Sun School has produced another promising student," Zhou Zhiyun said with a smile, turning to Zi Hongyuan.

Zi Hongyuan's face was flushed with excitement; the consecutive surprises made him feel as if he were ten years younger.

Zhao Hanshan stood aside, unusually silent, his expression terrifyingly grim.

BOOM!

While they were speaking, the situation on the platform changed dramatically.

The moment the illusory blade light merged into Luo Feng's body, his entire aura soared.

SWOOSH!

The Tiger Soul Saber slashed down from the air, its blade light extending ten meters, rumbling as it pressed down towards Ji Wufa with immense force. It was as if the entire Yunlan Peak trembled beneath the blade light.

In everyone's eyes, this was no longer mere blade light but a towering mountain, destroying and shattering everything in its path! A single glance was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

CRACKLE! CRACK!

Under the pressure of the blade light, the platform, as fragile as tofu, continuously split open with wide fissures. It was a shocking sight, as if the entire high stage could collapse at any moment.

POP!

The blade light easily shattered the terrifying sword light infused with Sword Intent. Its remaining power undiminished, it bore down on Ji Wufa inch by inch.

"Break!"

Ji Wufa stood beneath the blade light, his back straight, an unyielding look in his eyes as the Three Feet Green Edge whistled out.

BANG!

Two ferocious momentums collided fiercely. Qi Force rampaged in all directions, the air squeezed into transparent crystals by two completely different streams of Gang Qi!

RUMBLE!

Amidst the deafening sound, both the blade light and the sword light vanished instantaneously. Under the massive impact, the high stage collapsed. Ji Wufa was caught in the blast, spurted a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward.

Standing firm on the remaining half of the platform, Luo Feng's figure was like a long spear, completely unaffected by the surging squall.

A hush fell over the spectator stands. Only after a moment did murmurs break out.

"Unbelievable! Luo Feng actually won!"

"He's terrifying! Defeating Wan Feng made him a genius. But defeating Ji Wufa? His strength is simply monstrous!"

"Who could have imagined he would grasp Grand Momentum? To comprehend Grand Momentum before sixteen—with such potential, he's a standout even in the entire Flowing Cloud Region!"

"Indeed. His potential is limitless. Perhaps in a few years, he could become one of the Ten New Dragons of the Flowing Cloud Region!"

"Coming to the Rising Talent Tournament this time was truly worthwhile…"

The crowd sighed and exclaimed, none having anticipated such a turn of events.

In the spectator stands, Luotian and Yang Qing were overjoyed.

Years ago, Luo Feng hadn't broken through for several years and was derided as trash; yet now, he had grasped Grand Momentum, a state that Martial Artists dreamed of achieving!

This transformation stirred a complex mix of emotions within them.

CRASH!

Rubble was pushed aside, and Ji Wufa struggled up from amidst the debris, his right hand hanging limply at his side. Although he had blocked the blade light, his right hand had fractured in the process, and he could no longer hold a sword.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ji Wufa looked at Luo Feng, his expression defiant. "I, Ji Wufa, will not lose to anyone! And that includes you! Luo Feng, within half a year, I will definitely challenge you again!"

Hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but shake their heads. Luo Feng had comprehended Grand Momentum, and his strength was bound to advance by leaps and bounds. Ji Wufa was no match for him now; in half a year, he would stand even less of a chance.

Luo Feng, however, found himself somewhat admiring Ji Wufa.

Although he lost, his sharp spirit hasn't been blunted in the slightest. His will is like a sword. With such fighting spirit, his future achievements will surely be limitless.

"Alright! I'll await your challenge!" Luo Feng nodded.

His opponent's fighting spirit alone was worthy of respect.

Stumbling, Ji Wufa retrieved his sword. He turned and gave Luo Feng a deep look. "A promise is a promise!"

As his voice fell, Ji Wufa executed his Light Martial Arts. His figure flickered a few times before he exited the martial arts plaza and vanished from everyone's sight.

"Huo Tianqing, aren't you going to try and keep him?"

From the VIP seats, Zhou Zhiyun sensed Ji Wufa heading directly down Yunlan Peak and turned to ask Huo Tianqing.

Huo Tianqing shook his head and smiled wryly. "This boy, Ji Wufa, has a personality like a sword—unyielding and unrestrained. He can't be stopped. So be it. Having comprehended Sword Intent, he had become somewhat proud and impatient. Encountering Luo Feng this time, his gains are already sufficient."

Zhou Zhiyun nodded.

In a Martial Artist's cultivation, a good rival is as important as a good master; they can stimulate a Martial Artist's potential.

After a moment, the elder overseeing the competition snapped out of his daze and announced, "Ji Wufa's challenge against Luo Feng has failed. Luo Feng is promoted to second place, and Ji Wufa is ranked third."

Because Ji Wufa had withdrawn from the Rising Talent Tournament, third place was taken by Zi Yuan, and Bing Ruolan entered the top four. The rankings of the subsequent students all moved up by one position.

The presiding elder then asked, "Does anyone else wish to issue a challenge?"

Upon hearing this, all eyes simultaneously turned to Luo Feng and the Heavenly Fragrant Woman, He Qin.

Having defeated Ji Wufa, the only one now with the strength to compete with He Qin for the title of First New Talent was Luo Feng.

At this point, no one still believed Luo Feng lacked the strength to contend for that title.

Luo Feng glanced at He Qin, stepped forward, and declared, "I challenge the first-ranked, He Qin!"

ROAR!

Cheers erupted from the spectator stands, with many people shouting their support for Luo Feng.

One was the biggest dark horse of this Rising Talent Tournament, who had even comprehended Grand Momentum!

The other was the champion of the previous Rising Talent Tournament, the favored daughter of heaven, the only one from the four great academies to have stepped into the Eighth Stage of the Hell Realm.

This duel was undoubtedly today's pinnacle confrontation, the most anticipated battle of all!

In the VIP seats, Huo Tianqing looked at Zhou Zhiyun and said with a smile, "Zhou Zhiyun, Tianlan School has held first place in the Rising Talent Tournament for three consecutive years. It seems this year they might have to yield it."

Zhou Zhiyun pursed her red lips lightly, an elegant and beautiful smile gracing her features as she replied, "That's not necessarily so. I, too, was very surprised that Luo Feng comprehended Grand Momentum. But He Qin's strength is not beneath his."

Huo Tianqing's gaze flickered. He turned back to Zi Hongyuan and said with a smile, "Zi Hongyuan, your Purple Sun School has certainly stolen the show today. What are your thoughts?"

Zi Hongyuan smiled faintly, his eyes on the two on the stage. After pondering for a moment, he said, "He Qin, as an expert at the Eighth Stage of the Hell Realm, can utilize the Hundred Steps Divine Gang. Luo Feng's Grand Momentum will have a hard time threatening her. Luo Feng has comprehended Grand Momentum, and his various Martial Arts have also reached an incredible level. He even seems to have strength in reserve. As for who will win or lose between them, I also find it hard to judge."

Huo Tianqing smiled faintly and inquired no further.

The meaning behind both Zi Hongyuan's and Zhou Zhiyun's answers was clear: Luo Feng now possessed the strength to threaten He Qin.

For a previously unknown student to suddenly possess the strength to threaten the First New Talent—this was already shocking enough.

On the stage, Luo Feng and He Qin faced each other from a distance.

A gentle breeze swept by. He Qin's dark, silken hair danced in the wind, and a faint, refreshing fragrance wafted on the breeze, pleasing to the senses.

"Zi Yuan indeed has good judgment. Luo Feng, for you to have comprehended Grand Momentum is truly commendable."

Facing Luo Feng, a hint of a smile bloomed on He Qin's cool and aloof expression. She showed absolutely no sign of nervousness, as if merely chatting with a friend.

Luo Feng rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "He Qin, since you know I've comprehended Grand Momentum, do you still insist on us fighting? You've already witnessed my strength. Your chances of winning are slim, aren't they?"

He Qin pursed her red lips lightly, her gaze as serene as mist and clouds, as she said, "On the True Martial Continent, it's not only Martial Artists who have comprehended Grand Momentum or Sword Intent that can become experts. If you want me to concede, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Her voice was like a clear, flowing spring, soothing to the heart, yet beneath its calmness lay a tenacious conviction.

"Then we'll just have to determine who is superior."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, a hint of admiration in his tone.

For her, the previous First New Talent, to maintain such a calm and composed attitude is truly praiseworthy.

He Qin nodded her delicate, snow-white chin, her slender, jade-like fingers resting on the hilt of her exquisite sword. "Let's keep this a spar, stopping before any serious harm is done."

HUM!

The instant her fingers landed on the sword hilt, an icy aura immediately permeated the entire platform, causing all the pores on Luo Feng's body to prickle open.

As his Soul Power spread out, Luo Feng immediately sensed eight three-meter-long invisible Sword Gangs whistling towards him from the front!

Although the Sword Gangs were invisible and traceless, their sharp aura was in no way inferior to Ji Wufa's Sword Intent.

Luo Feng dared not be careless; the Tiger Soul Saber instantly appeared in his hand.

"Break!"

With a low shout, a faint, almost imperceptible tiger's roar sounded on the platform. The pitch-black blade light scraped against the ground as it met the Sword Gangs.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of violent explosions erupted. Seven Sword Gangs vanished instantly, and the last one was shattered by Luo Feng's punch.

He Qin's beautiful eyes flickered. Her Invisible Sword Technique is a Profound Level, Low-Grade Martial Art, its power considerable. To think Luo Feng blocked it so easily!

Taking a slow breath, the sword in He Qin's hand hummed faintly, the sharp aura emanating from it causing her plain dress to flutter.

Amidst the sword's hum, the air across the entire platform seemed to be diced into countless pieces. Sixteen invisible Sword Gangs now filled the stage, sweeping towards Luo Feng.

CRACKLE!

Countless terrifying cracks instantly spiderwebbed across the platform. The spectators in the stands stared wide-eyed, trying to comprehend what was happening.

So fast! Luo Feng felt the entire platform fill with Sword Gangs, crisscrossing and rampaging, leaving him virtually no room to dodge!

His gaze focused. A strange fluctuation spread from within him, and a massive illusory blade appeared.

"Grand Momentum Blade!"

BOOM!

The ten-meter-long pitch-black blade light flashed. Amidst the deafening sound, all the Sword Gangs on the platform instantly shattered, and half of the platform itself was cleaved in two.

Just as Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a soft hum. The situation on the platform became turbulent once more.

Invisible Sword Qis rampaged and whistled—this time, their number had doubled!

A total of thirty-two Invisible Sword Qis!

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