Chapter 1412: 916_2
Lin Feng isn’t called a prodigy for nothing; it’s not surprising he was exceptionally promoted to a true disciple, truly formidable.
"Is there no one to challenge me?" Lin Feng saw there was still no response and couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly.
However, he wasn’t in a hurry. After all, not many Martial Venerate disciples had come here, and many hadn’t arrived yet. As long as he continued to wait, there would surely be challengers.
As Lin Feng’s eyes roamed, they fell upon Feng Guang, and his thoughts instantly shifted.
"Elder Feng!" Lin Feng cupped his hands towards Feng Guang.
"Hehe! Lin Feng, congratulations on greatly advancing your cultivation!"
With a forced smile, Feng Guang felt secretly incredulous; just yesterday Lin Feng was at Eighth Layer Martial Emperor Realm cultivation, and within just one day, he broke through to Ninth Layer—such a rapid breakthrough!
"Elder Feng, I want to ask you for a favor. Can Elder Feng help?" Lin Feng said in a solemn tone.
"What kind of favor?" Feng Guang’s plump face showed a look of confusion.
"You should be familiar with some of the Martial Venerate disciples in the sect. Could you notify them about the chance to become a true disciple? Just say that they only need to defeat me to do so; I’m waiting for their challenge!" Lin Feng said earnestly.
Upon hearing these words, Feng Guang’s face twitched, and a thousand running thoughts raced through his mind; he was utterly speechless.
Feng Guang completely didn’t understand Lin Feng’s actions; had he gone mad wanting Spirit Crystals?
Willingly not taking the true disciple position, wanting others to defeat him and seize his position first?
Feng Guang did not believe Lin Feng was lacking Spirit Crystals, especially since yesterday a senior had rewarded Lin Feng with a thousand middle-grade Spirit Crystals, which seemed enough for Lin Feng’s needs for quite a while.Ｘ
"Elder Feng, could you help with this favor?" Lin Feng asked again.
"Alright!" Upon hearing this, Feng Guang nodded slightly, since Lin Feng asked for help, he couldn’t refuse.
However, he naturally wouldn’t run errands personally.
Turning to look at some disciples nearby, Feng Guang’s gaze fell upon a familiar disciple, and said, "You go and notify them!"
"Yes!"
The disciple was just an ordinary Martial Emperor Realm martial artist and didn’t dare defy Feng Guang’s orders, immediately accepting the task and leaving.
Lin Feng saw this, so he quietly waited, waiting for challengers to come again and earn some Spirit Crystals.
Feng Guang watched the departing disciple, his eyes flashed, and an idea rose in his heart.
Lin Feng’s momentum was too strong; it needed to be suppressed a bit; otherwise, he’d grow increasingly arrogant and unrestrained.
Then, Elder Feng Guang slightly moved his lips, sending out a message using Dark Power.
In the distance, the disciple who was already flying towards the Nine Heavens Gang Wind Layer of Taiyin Star was slightly halted, then passed through the Nine Heavens Gang Wind Layer, heading towards the Tao Sect of Taiyin Star.
Everyone started waiting; although the place gathered over tens of thousands of people, most were Martial Emperor Realm martial artists, and Martial Venerate Realm martial artists were few and far between, with no one daring to challenge Lin Feng.
Time flowed, and about half a quarter later, everyone saw the disciple who was sent by Feng Guang return.
Behind this disciple followed a robust young man.
This person was not tall but extremely robust, wearing a short hemp shirt, with strong calves and arms exposed.
His face was resolute, his complexion was somewhat dark, his gaze sharp as a blade, and his back carried a giant War Axe, giving off a feeling both steady and domineering.
"It’s Qin Changshan!"
"Qin Changshan actually came, Lin Feng is in trouble now!"
"Wasn’t Qin Changshan in seclusion? He actually came out?"
Seeing this flying robust youth, everyone began to discuss.
This Qin Changshan wasn’t an ordinary disciple but an exceptionally talented genius; although he only had Second Layer Martial Venerate Realm cultivation, his combat power was extremely strong.
A few months ago, he actively challenged a true disciple, fought over a hundred moves, and narrowly lost.
It can be said, Qin Changshan already possessed a strength close to a true disciple, infinitely close to the slightly weaker true disciples’ power.
In an instant, many couldn’t help but secretly laugh; Lin Feng’s arrogant invitation for challenges would face defeat now!
Then, let’s see how Lin Feng steps down gracefully!
Feng Guang’s lips curled into a faint smile; this Qin Changshan was someone he had specifically asked a disciple to bring.
With Qin Changshan making a move, Lin Feng was bound to lose, and Lin Feng’s arrogant momentum could be thoroughly suppressed.
Although Feng Guang had a good relationship with Lin Feng, he didn’t want Lin Feng’s momentum to be too overwhelming. He felt a little pressure was necessary.
Swish!
In an instant, Qin Changshan flew forward and stopped his figure.
"Are you Lin Feng?" After scanning his surroundings, Qin Changshan’s gaze fell upon Lin Feng in the field.
"That’s correct!" Lin Feng nodded, while also sizing up his opponent, knowing instantly from the first glance that this was a formidable adversary.
His aura was extremely thick, deep as an ocean, not weaker than Lin Feng’s at all, and even stronger by three parts.
This immediately made Lin Feng take him seriously, not daring to harbor any slight contempt.
"Very well, I want the true disciple’s status!" Qin Changshan nodded, speaking with certainty. He had always wanted to become a true disciple but was unaware during seclusion. Now that he knew, he was determined to claim the position.
"Do you have what it takes?" Lin Feng laughed softly, this person was full of confidence.
"Whether I have it or not, you will soon find out!"
Qin Changshan coldly replied, reached behind him, and retrieved the battle axe from his back. A formidable aura arose from him, exceptionally domineering.
"Wait!" Lin Feng raised his hand as the other was preparing to make a move, signaling him to pause.
"What, scared?" Qin Changshan asked with a frown.
"How could it be possible?"
Lin Feng chuckled lightly, saying, "A challenge requires stakes; we should discuss the stakes first!"
This was the most important thing for Lin Feng because his invitation for challenges was to earn spirit crystals.
Although this Qin Changshan seemed very powerful, Lin Feng was fearless; he hadn’t unleashed his full combat power.
"Stakes?"
Qin Changshan pondered briefly and nodded, saying, "Then, a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals!"
Gasp!
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock, a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals, that was a huge wager.
Ordinary Martial Venerate First Layer, Second Layer Martial Artists couldn’t afford so many spirit crystals.
Everyone’s eyes turned to Lin Feng. Qin Changshan raised the stakes to a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals; would Lin Feng dare accept?
No one was foolish; they already saw that Lin Feng invited challenges to earn spirit crystals. If he lost, he’d lose everything.
Lin Feng was slightly surprised, not expecting this person to be so generous, immediately suggesting a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals.
"Alright, a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals!" Lin Feng nodded heavily, his expression serious; he had to win this fight.
Because he didn’t have a thousand middle-grade spirit crystals himself, only six hundred middle-grade spirit crystals won from Fu Tong and Jia Yan. If he lost, he couldn’t pay the wager, and it would be utterly embarrassing.
Moreover, if he lost this battle, all his efforts would be in vain.
Everyone was surprised to hear Lin Feng agree without hesitation. He seemed to have some confidence!
This battle would be interesting!
Qin Changshan nodded silently, no longer speaking, his dark power surging, magnificent like an ocean, sweeping in all directions.
He didn’t underestimate Lin Feng, because before coming he had heard that Lin Feng defeated Jia Yan. Although Jia Yan’s strength wasn’t impressive, Lin Feng had managed to do this with Martial Emperor Realm cultivation, worthy of his attention.
Lin Feng likewise dared not be careless, with the light from the stone sword in his hand shining brilliantly, dazzling three-color sword light swirling, extraordinary sharpness pervading the nine heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Qin Changtian moved, but he didn’t launch an attack; instead, he wielded the battle axe, walking slowly toward Lin Feng.
With every step he took, a muffled thump sounded, and the space beneath his feet shattered, constantly breaking apart.
More astonishingly, with each step Qin Changtian took, his aura intensified, continuously surging, after about seven or eight steps, his aura was akin to an ancient War God, overwhelmingly powerful, shaking the Eight Desolates.
