The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 46: Did You Ask Me?

Chapter 46: Did You Ask Me?

Ling Feng stood in the midst of the crowd, squinting his eyes as he assessed the two figures on the stage. He thought, These two individuals are indeed extraordinary, at least stronger than Xiao Qinggang and Li Changqing that I encountered in the wilderness back then!

He raised an eyebrow. If it were a month ago, he might not have been confident in defeating such opponents, but now...

The mountain breeze swept through, causing the robes of the two individuals to flutter and ripple in the wind.

"Remember my name, I am Di Jingtian. Even though you are the top Qi Formation disciple of Wenxian Sect, I'll make sure you at least know whose sword brought you down!" Di Jingtian swung his long sword, laughing arrogantly.

"Di Jingtian, is it?" Li Muge showed no signs of weakness. "Sorry, I've never made a habit of remembering the names of defeated opponents!"

"I hope you can still be this defiant later!"

Di Jingtian sneered, his wrist flicked, and the long sword hummed, breaking the sound barrier as the whistling of the wind accompanied the thrust of the sword.

A sword move - Ten Blossoms!

Ten sword lights blossomed like flowers, and the sword qi spread in all directions. The onlookers quickly retreated several meters, avoiding being swept into the impact.

Clang!

Li Muge reacted swiftly, thrusting his sword out. The clash of the two swords produced a harsh and metallic sound, accompanied by sparks flying in all directions.

"Not bad!"

Di Jingtian laughed heartily, making his move without holding back.

For a while, the two sides engaged in a fierce exchange, with sword lights flashing and intertwining. The ground where they battled showed chaotic sword marks, several inches deep!

"Such fast footwork! Such swift swordplay! I can't even see how they are making their moves!"

"Such astonishing sword qi. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to handle even half of their moves!"

"Senior Brother Li has become stronger again. He must be able to defeat Di Jingtian!"

Clang!

Another loud clash resounded as the sword edges intertwined, stirring up clouds of dust on the ground. The two figures separated after a brief intersection, each pointing their swords at the other from a distance.

From the recent exchange, it seemed that both sides were evenly matched, and it's hard to tell who was stronger or weaker.

"Not bad. Being able to exchange blows with me for this long, you're already much stronger than the top Qi Formation disciple of Qiankun Sect." Di Jingtian's eyes glinted with excitement. "But from now on, I'll have to go all out!"

Li Muge gripped the hilt of his sword, his breathing slightly becoming more intense.

Although it seemed evenly matched just now, in reality, he was slightly at a disadvantage.

The strength of Di Jingtian was truly astonishing. Continuously parrying so many of his strikes had caused Li Muge's right arm to tingle slightly.

If this continued, his defeat was inevitable!

"Looks like Li Muge is about to lose," Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, commenting casually.

Upon hearing these words, a Wenxian Sect disciple nearby glared angrily and was about to reprimand. Who dared to undermine the prestige of their fellow disciple!

However, when he saw Ling Feng's expression, he immediately wilted.

To this day, no one in Wenxian Sect dared to provoke this ominous figure.

"Ling... Senior Uncle Ling..."

Ling Feng shrugged, ignoring the disciple. In his heart, there was a faint sense of anticipation for a spar with Di Jingtian.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he possessed a top-grade mystical weapon and a high-grade yellow-tier sword technique was enticing enough.

On the stage, Di Jingtian and Li Muge remained silent, but their entire beings seemed more condensed. The collision of their auras created a whirlwind, sweeping away all the dust beneath their feet.

Thud! Thud!

Both of them almost simultaneously touched the ground with one foot, shooting out like arrows released from a bow.

"Onslaught of Endless Falling Leaves!"

Di Jingtian slashed with his sword, a chill sweeping across the entire arena. It felt as if autumn had arrived, with leaves falling all around.

Such an astonishing aura!

Li Muge's expression changed slightly. This was a manifestation of mastering a sword technique to its peak, where the sword art had reached a level capable of disrupting the opponent's perception.

"Oceanic Dominance Slash!"

Li Muge also roared, a thunderous sound echoing. His sword qi surged like a rushing river, overwhelming as it rolled forward. The entire sky seemed to be engulfed by turbulent waves, dimming the world!

"So powerful! Truly formidable!"

"The true killer move has emerged. The outcome will be decided in a single strike!"

The disciples of the Wenxian Sect grew excited. "Senior Brother Li is definitely going to win!"

Ling Feng, however, shook his head. The strength of the two was very close, but Di Jingtian's murderous intent seemed to slightly overpower Li Muge's surging waves.

In this battle, Li Muge was going to lose!

Bang!

The killer moves of the two finally collided. The surging waves and turbulent rivers dispersed with a resounding impact. Di Jingtian's murderous intent transformed into sword qi, shooting through Li Muge. Numerous wounds appeared on Li Muge's body, and his green robe was stained red with fresh blood.

"You have lost!"

The three words struck heavily on Li Muge's heart, causing his face to turn pale.

He had lost, and it was a complete defeat!

If it were a fight to the death, the opponent's sword would have pierced his heart!

A curve formed at the corner of Di Jingtian's mouth. "The first of Wenxian Sect is nothing special!"

Di Jingtian sheathed his sword, turned, and looked at the Broken Sword Elder with a proud smile. "Master, let's go!"

Li Muge's face was pale, his eyes devoid of vitality. Without uttering a word, he clenched his fist and silently left.

He had lost, and along with it, he had lost the dignity of the Wenxian Sect!

The Broken Sword Elder laughed heartily. "Good job, my disciple! Wenxian Sect's foundation is ultimately insufficient, unable to be compared with our Liuyun Sword Sect!"

Elder Qing Yun's face turned bright red, tightly clenching his fists. His disciple was not as skilled as the opponent, leaving him speechless.

"Today, I can destroy the disciples of the Wenxian Sect who are in the Qi Formation Realm. In the future, I will destroy the direct disciples of the Pulse Formation Realm. The Wenxian Sect will forever be under my shadow and unable to lift their heads!"

Di Jingtian was uttering arrogant words, displaying the recklessness of youth.

"Too much! You! You!..."

Each disciple of the Wenxian Sect was infuriated, trembling with anger, yet no one dared to step forward.

Even Li Muge was defeated. Who else was there?

"Who said Li Muge is the first in Qi Formation at the Wenxian Sect? Did you ask me?"

Ling Feng parted the crowd and stepped forward. "If you want to dominate the Wenxian Sect, you'd better defeat me first!"

"It's Ling Feng!"

The Wenxian Sect disciples, who had fallen in despair, started getting excited when they saw Ling Feng step up.

However, their expressions darkened very quickly.

Ling Feng was indeed a genius. Just a month ago, he had effortlessly slain a monster like Xiao Qingfeng with a single sword.

However, Xiao Qingfeng and Li Muge were simply not in the same league as martial artists. Even though Ling Feng had effortlessly defeated Xiao Qingfeng, it didn't necessarily mean he could contend with Di Jingtian!

"How did he get up there? How could he possibly be a match for Di Jingtian?" Elder Qing Yun furrowed his brows. Although Ling Feng's courage to confront him showed he had enough valor, a momentary burst of enthusiasm wouldn't make a difference at all!

"Haha, is the Wenxian Sect really so desperate that they have to rely on someone of this caliber to uphold the dignity of the sect?"

The Broken Sword Elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect burst into laughter. In his opinion, Ling Feng's aura was far inferior to that of Li Muge. In his eyes, Ling Feng was absolutely going to be slain with a single strike by Di Jingtian!

Elder Qing Yun clenched his fist, sighing inwardly, I hope he doesn't lose too embarrassingly!

Clearly, he had no confidence whatsoever in Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's identity was indeed unique. However, at this critical moment, was he going to reveal his significant connection with the young lady of the Cangqiong Sect to suppress the opponent?

If that's the case, winning wouldn't be honorable either!