Chapter 108: Utterly Shocked Crowd

Long Feng heard the discussions but did not pay attention to them. His eyes remained fixed on Qin Wu.

’She has completely understood that my swordsmanship isn’t particularly impressive.’

He slowly rotated his wrist. ’Then let’s see how she handles my actual strength.’

Qin Wu noticed the change in his expression and immediately became cautious.

Whoosh!

And the next moment, his figure flashed forward.

Qin Wu’s pupils contracted as he appeared directly in front of her.

He gripped his sword in his right hand, at the same time, his left hand suddenly transformed. A dark and violent aura erupted from his arm.

Qin Wu’s expression changed.

"That claw technique!"

She had seen it before. It was the same terrifying technique Long Feng had used against her fellow disciple.

’So this is his strongest technique.’

She quickly retreated while raising her sword.

Long Feng’s left hand tore through the air. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to tremble beneath the terrifying force of the claw.

"Your claw technique is powerful, but I’ve already seen it."

She moved her sword in a precise arc. The sword light instantly formed a defensive barrier directly in front of her.

"If I know what you’re going to use, you won’t be able to surprise me again!"

Boom!

Long Feng’s Sky Demon Claw collided violently with the sword barrier and a tremendous shockwave erupted.

Qin Wu’s expression suddenly changed. The strength behind the claw was far greater than she had expected.

Her sword barrier cracked almost immediately.

"What?"

She gritted her teeth and poured more spiritual energy into the sword. The sword barrier became brighter.

But Long Feng’s five fingers continued pressing forward. His expression was completely calm.

"Knowing what I’m going to use doesn’t mean you can stop it."

Boom!

The sword barrier finally shattered.

Qin Wu was forced backward several meters, her feet scraping heavily against the arena floor before she managed to stop herself. Her beautiful face showed genuine shock.

She stared at him for a moment before raising her sword again. Her spiritual energy erupted again.

Her sword transformed into countless silver flashes that rapidly covered Long Feng’s field of vision.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Sword light continuously flashed through the arena.

Qin Wu’s swordsmanship became even more aggressive, but Long Feng blocked one sword after another while silently waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, his left hand moved.

Qin Wu immediately reacted. She knew the Sky Demon Claw was coming.

Her sword turned instantly, and she used her strongest defensive sword technique to intercept his hand.

However, Long Feng’s lips suddenly curved upward.

A strange mark silently appeared above his forehead, sending a strange, invisible pressure upon her.

"What..."

A sharp pain spread through her head. She staggered backward, her sword almost slipping from her hand.

But before she could recover, Long Feng had already moved. A terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from within the dust.

He appeared in front of her holding his sword with both hands.

"Heaven-Cleaving Sword: First Form."

BOOM!

A massive sword light erupted. The terrifying power of the attack caused the surrounding air to distort.

Qin Wu immediately raised her sword and poured every remaining trace of spiritual energy into it.

For a moment, the entire arena seemed to fall silent before the collision exploded.

Qin Wu’s body was thrown backward. Blood sprayed from the corner of her mouth as she flew through the air.

She barely managed to land on her feet, but her knees immediately weakened. She looked at Long Feng in disbelief.

"Another... Earth Rank technique?"

He already possess that terrifying claw technique, and now he’ve displayed another Earth Rank technique?

Her voice contained genuine disbelief.

"And your swordsmanship earlier..."

She finally understood.

Long Feng had deliberately made his swordsmanship appear ordinary. He had allowed her to believe that the Sky Demon Claw was his only true trump card.

"You believed what you saw." Long Feng smiled faintly.

The spectators around the arena were already completely stunned.

"Two Earth Rank techniques?"

"One is a claw technique, and the other is a sword technique! How is that possible?"

"Even Peak Golden Core cultivators would have difficulty mastering an Earth Rank technique, yet he has mastered two completely different ones."

The discussion spread throughout the arena.

Meanwhile, Qin Wu was still struggling to stand. Her body had suffered serious injuries from the Heaven-Cleaving Sword. Her sword hand trembled slightly.

But before she could do something, Long Feng once again appeared before her.

His right hand suddenly clenched into a fist and struck her upper torso with tremendous force.

"Whatt—" Qin Wu’s eyes widened.

Boom!

The impact sent her flying out of the arena. Her body rolled across the ground several times before finally coming to a stop.

The referee quickly stepped forward and examined Qin Wu’s condition.

After confirming that she was conscious but unable to continue fighting, he raised his hand.

"Winner—Long Feng!"

The eastern side immediately erupted into cheers. But among the spectators, some people looked at Long Feng with complicated expressions.

"That was a little too ruthless."

"She was a woman. Did he really have to punch her like that?"

Long Feng simply glanced toward the fallen Qin Wu. His expression remained indifferent.

’Woman? So what?’

Whether his opponent was a man or a woman made no difference. Whether they were strong, weak, injured, or exhausted made no difference either.

Once the battle began, there was only one thing that mattered.

Victory!

He was a villain, why would he care about such meaningless distinctions?

Long Feng stood quietly in the center of the arena.

Although his expression remained calm, his breathing was noticeably heavier than before.

His chest rose and fell slowly as he tried to regulate his breathing, and faint traces of sweat had already appeared across his forehead.

Although none of those battles had truly threatened Long Feng’s life, the consumption was still real, especially those two earth rank techniques.

Long Feng quietly circulated his spiritual energy through his meridians, attempting to calm the somewhat chaotic flow inside his body.

At the opposite side of the arena, a figure was already walking toward him.

The atmosphere surrounding the entire arena suddenly changed.

The noisy discussions that had filled the surroundings gradually became quieter.

Even the disciples who had been discussing Qin Wu’s defeat turned their attention toward the approaching figure.

A young man wearing the red robes of the Vermilion Flame Sect slowly walked onto the arena.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow. His handsome face carried a calm confidence, while his eyes contained a sharpness that made it difficult for ordinary people to look directly at him.

The moment he appeared, several spectators immediately recognized him.

"Han Tianyu! So he’s finally going to fight!"

"He’s the strongest disciple of the Vermilion Flame Sect in this competition."

Han Tianyu’s reputation was clearly different from that of the previous disciples.

Even before stepping onto the arena, his name had already been known throughout the surrounding crowd.

On the eastern side, Li Qiang looked at Long Feng with some concern.

"He’s fought too many battles in succession." Zhi Yuan, who had already recovered somewhat after his own battle, nodded.

He glanced at Long Feng’s somewhat pale face.

"That must have consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy."

Elder Wei also silently watched Long Feng. Although he didn’t say anything, his expression had become slightly serious.

As Han Tianyu approached, his gaze briefly swept over Long Feng’s body before a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Junior Brother Long."

His voice was surprisingly polite.

"I have watched several of your battles. You are indeed quite strong."

He glanced toward the area where Qin Wu had been thrown out of the arena.

There was no obvious hostility in his words, but the faint smile on his face made it difficult to believe that he was simply complimenting Long Feng.

"However, you’ve fought several battles continuously, and you’ve already consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy."

He paused deliberately. "I don’t want anyone to say that I took advantage. So, I’ll generously give you two minutes to rest."

His voice sounded sincere, but everyone could hear the hidden mockery in his words.

"Two minutes should be enough for you to recover a little."

A few Vermilion disciples immediately laughed.

"That bastard." Li Qiang’s expression darkened.

On the arena, Long Feng simply stared at Han Tianyu for several seconds and unexpectedly, he smiled.

"Thank you. But I only need one minute."

The surrounding spectators became silent.

Han Tianyu stared at him in surprise. This shouldn’t have been his reaction.

But Long Feng didn’t answer and sat down cross-legged in the center of the arena.

The spectators looked at him curiously.

Some thought he was going to circulate his spiritual energy normally.

But nobody knew that Long Feng’s recovery method was completely different from what they expected.

Deep inside his body, within the space of his dantian, the Chaos Swallowing Cauldron quietly floated beside his Golden Core.

His gaze immediately fell upon the crimson droplets suspended inside.

His spiritual sense moved and those droplets instantly dissolved.

BOOM!

A powerful stream of energy suddenly erupted inside the Chaos Swallowing Cauldron.

The cauldron’s black surface seemed to tremble as the energy was transformed and released toward Long Feng’s body.

’Come.’

The energy rapidly entered his meridians. His depleted spiritual energy began recovering at a frightening speed. The tiredness that had been weighing on his body gradually disappeared.

His breathing became steadier. His pale complexion slowly returned to normal. Even the spiritual energy surrounding his body became denser.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Five breaths.

The spectators gradually noticed something strange.

"Wait."

"Is his aura getting stronger?"

Someone’s voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

The crowd stared at Long Feng and found that the spiritual energy around his body was visibly increasing.

Han Tianyu’s relaxed expression slowly disappeared.

’How is he recovering so quickly?’

His eyes narrowed. He could clearly sense the change.

Long Feng’s spiritual energy, which had previously been somewhat unstable, was rapidly returning to its peak condition.

Even Han Tianyu, who had seen many treasures because of his background, found this scene difficult to understand.