Chapter 2060 - 2045: Familiar Zither Melody and Silhouette!

The last day of the Martial Arts battle!

In the Flower Viewing Pavilion, Shi Feng had successfully mastered the third form of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles, Heavenly Sword Extinction.

Tomorrow is the Martial Arts battle spoken of by the Jian Family. Today, Shi Feng had stopped cultivating and once again stretched out his hands to push open the two tightly closed golden doors of the Flower Viewing Pavilion.

Just as Shi Feng stepped out of the Flower Viewing Pavilion, he suddenly saw a dazzling silver Sword Light descending from the sky, coming to engulf him!

"Is it ever going to end?" At this moment, a cold snort rang from Shi Feng's mouth.

As the Sword Light was about to engulf Shi Feng, his figure flashed and disappeared.

"Bang!" A violent explosion sounded, and the place where Shi Feng had just stood had exploded, with dust flying and rubble splattering, silver light raging.

In the Void, a purple silhouette was seen suspended in the air, holding a purple long sword; it was the eldest young lady of the Jian Family, Jian Ji.

Seeing Shi Feng disappear, Jian Ji's cold face furrowed, and then she fiercely slashed behind her with her sword.

As the sword slashed out, the dazzling Sword Light shone again; within the Sword Light, a black silhouette was faintly visible—it was Shi Feng.

Although Shi Feng was amidst the Sword Light slashed by Jian Ji, his face still remained indifferent, as if completely unfazed.

In his hand, he was already holding that Divine Grade Battle Sword, and then, the sword in his hand moved!

As the long sword moved, Jian Ji's slashed Sword Light instantly vanished, disappearing completely.

"Heavenly Sword Extinction!" Jian Ji's face showed a surprised expression and she exclaimed.

Indeed, the sword Shi Feng had just slashed was the Heavenly Sword Extinction, a sword skill of the Jian Family that he had only recently comprehended.

Although Heavenly Sword Extinction is one of the Nine Forms of the Heavenly Sword, Jian Ji had comprehended it long ago, but the power of this sword slashed by Shi Feng was something she could not match.

After Shi Feng extinguished Jian Ji's power with Heavenly Sword Extinction, the sword continued to move, still imbued with Supreme Sword Power, slashing towards Jian Ji.

"Hah!" A tender shout rang from Jian Ji's mouth; the surprised expression had faded from her fair and beautiful face, replaced by one of determination.

Then, a dazzling, blinding silver Sword Light shone from the purple long sword in Jian Ji's hand; at that moment, the whole Purple Sword quivered slightly in her hand.

Jian Ji gathered her entire body's strength, once again using the powerful Sword Skill of the Jian Family, facing the sword that Shi Feng slashed at her.

"Boom!" A sound like the violent collision of metal echoed, as intense forces ravaged in all directions, mixed with dazzling silver brilliance that instantly engulfed and disappeared the figures of Shi Feng and Jian Ji.

As time passed, the raging energy and Sword Light gradually dissipated, and the two figures swallowed by the silver light reappeared.

However, at this moment, the eldest young lady of the Jian Family looked rather embarrassed, while the Divine Sword in Shi Feng's hand was now pointing at Jian Ji's neck.

"If you dare to move arbitrarily, I will slice off your head with one sword," Shi Feng said coldly to the beauty in front of him, without a hint of pity.

"You!" Jian Ji gritted her teeth and coldly spat out "You," then retorted, "You dare!"

"You can try!" Shi Feng coldly retorted, the long sword in his hand edging closer to Jian Ji's neck.

Jian Ji instantly felt a chilling cold sensation on her neck.

Even though she was a powerful Divine Grade Master, if this person's sword came at her, her head would surely fly off under that sword strike.

Looking at Shi Feng at this moment, he didn't seem like he was joking; Shi Feng didn't care whether she was the eldest young lady or the second young lady of the Jian Family.

Seeing Shi Feng like this, Jian Ji didn't act recklessly or speak any further.

Looking at this woman, Shi Feng spoke again, "I said before, if you want to challenge me, bring a few more people.

And you, are really overestimating yourself!"

"Next time if it's still just you, then don't expect to return."

After saying this, seeing that the woman had nothing more to say, Shi Feng slowly withdrew his sword, then no longer paid attention to the eldest young lady of the Jian Family, his figure floated down.

Jian Ji lowered her head, though she did not speak again, her eyes were fixed coldly on the black figure.

This time, Shi Feng did not return to the Flower Viewing Pavilion, but leisurely walked, entering the flower bushes ahead.

Jian Ji's eyes never left that black figure, watching as the figure moved through the flowers and gradually receded, she finally coldly uttered two words: "Bastard!"

Although that person acted like he really would kill her, Jian Ji didn't believe he would actually dare to kill her.

And he even said that if next time she comes alone to challenge him, she shouldn't expect to return.

Not expect to return? He wants to keep her? What is he planning?

The more Jian Ji thought about these things, the more she felt this man was a bastard.

Even if he had outstanding talent, he was not a good character.

"My little sister must be blind! No, I need to talk to her, to make sure she doesn't get involved with this bastard anymore."

...

Shi Feng strolled through the flower bushes, walking out of them, he walked along the lakeside.

The gentle breeze brushed his face; above the lake, shimmering waves glittered, and faintly, an illusory white mist rose from the lake, adding a celestial aura to this lake.

"Zheng!" Suddenly, a melodious sound of the zither reached Shi Feng's ears, clean and clear, like a mountain brook flowing gently, making one feel refreshed and at peace.

For the past few days, Shi Feng had been concentrating on understanding the Jian Family's Sword Skills; upon hearing this music, all fatigue was swept away.

Continuing to stroll by the lakeside, not long after, Shi Feng suddenly saw a lone boat gradually drifting in the center of the lake, and seated on the boat was a white silhouette.

"Hmm!" Shi Feng's eyes focused on the white silhouette.

The flowing white clothing and black hair, the graceful zither music, instantly recalled the white silhouette in his mind, and the fated relationship.

At this moment, that white silhouette was very much like that person, even the zither music sounded so similar.

And this lake, this ethereal vibe.

"Could it be her?" Shi Feng wondered silently to himself.

But then he shook his head, smiled, and said, "How could it be her? This is, after all, the Small World."

When that thought just emerged, Shi Feng immediately denied the idea.

Yet, despite this, his feet, which had involuntarily stopped moments before, resumed their movement, stepping into the lake and walking steadily.

Listening to the gentle zither music, he walked step by step towards the white silhouette.