Chapter 1648: Ling Feng Takes the Stage
What?
Ling Feng is going to fight?
The disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool exchanged bewildered looks.
Ling Feng's reputation within the inner sect was undeniably immense. In fact, he had even surpassed Murong Bai in fame, and the contributions he had made to the sect could be described as unparalleled.
Still, his cultivation was simply too low.
Back when he fought the Unrivaled Young Emperor, although he had ultimately won, the battle had been far from easy. And that fight had only happened a month ago.
How much stronger could he possibly have become in such a short time?
No matter how they looked at it, he probably still fell short of Helian Xiao and the others.
Now that even Helian Xiao had been defeated, Ling Feng stepping onto the stage could only end in humiliation.
"You?"
Helian Xiao's throat tightened with frustration, anger rising in his chest. "Didn't you see that even I lost? Don't tell me you think defeating Qin Zusheng means you can already stand on the same level as Senior Brother Murong Bai!"
Ling Feng paid him no attention at all and walked straight toward the center of the arena.
"You... Fine! Fine then!"
Helian Xiao nearly exploded from anger.
This brat was way too arrogant!
He completely ignored him, treating this senior brother as if he didn't even exist.
After all, Ling Feng was only ranked Eighth Young Emperor, while he himself was the Fourth Young Emperor!
"Senior Brother Helian, calm yourself."
At that moment, Xu Ming raised a hand and pressed it lightly against Helian Xiao's shoulder, his eyes carrying a meaningful look.
"Junior Brother Ling has always been calm and steady. He isn't the type to act recklessly on impulse. Since he insists on going up, perhaps he has something to rely on."
"Besides, Junior Brother Ling is only an Extreme First Stage Human Emperor. Even if he loses, it won't affect Dongling Immortal Pool too heavily. Letting him try isn't necessarily a bad thing."
Helian Xiao sighed softly.
"Fine then. I'd like to see exactly what this kid is capable of."
It was not that he intentionally wanted to target Ling Feng. He was simply considering things from the sect's perspective. If Ling Feng lost, Dongling Immortal Pool would only suffer even greater humiliation and earn the mockery of being overconfident beyond reason.
In truth, Ling Feng had stopped Tuoba Yan from taking the stage because he had his own considerations.
Granted, Tuoba Yan's strength had improved tremendously compared to before, but much of it came from Saint Lady Hui Yue's empowerment. In actual combat, she might not necessarily be that overwhelming.
If she revealed her abilities too early and others learned the secrets of her Cold Moon power, then during the Sunset Heaven Selection, she would very likely become heavily targeted.
After all, despite being praised as the "Little Saint Lady Hui Yue," the gap between her and the real Saint Lady Hui Yue remained unimaginably vast.
On the arena of the Sunset Heaven Selection, everyone was a genius. Attribute suppression alone could often determine victory or defeat.
Ling Feng, however, was completely different.
He cultivated Qi Refinement, Body Refinement, and Spiritual Refinement simultaneously. On top of that, he was proficient in countless miscellaneous arts.
With the Eye of the Emperor, he could perfectly control all kinds of martial skills and cultivation arts. Combined with his Chaotic Physique, he possessed virtually every attribute imaginable.
Because of that, Ling Feng had no natural enemy.
There were only people he could suppress.
No one could truly suppress him in return.
In other words, he had nothing to fear from exposing his abilities.
"So that brat finally stepped onto the stage?"
A cold glint flashed across Ye Changge's eyes.
Women like Tuoba Yan and Fairy Qingping were peerless beauties, yet both of them revolved entirely around Ling Feng and listened to him in everything. That fact alone was enough to fill him with boundless jealousy.
Still, given his status, personally dealing with Ling Feng would lower his own standing.
On the other side, Wang Qian of Yunluo Sacred Land revealed a trace of disappointment.
He had actually wanted to probe Tuoba Yan's true strength. A woman with such peerless grace and hidden power truly resembled a divine maiden unmatched beneath the heavens. Compared to Yue Huaqing, she was not inferior in the slightest.
At that moment, Ling Feng had already arrived at the center of the sparring arena. Disciples from the two sacred lands immediately began discussing among themselves.
"Is Dongling Immortal Pool really out of people, or are they trying to hide their true experts by sending out a sacrificial pawn? An Extreme First Stage Human Emperor actually dares to step up? What a joke!"
Liu Donglin clenched his fists and said coldly, "Senior Brother Wang, let me handle him. One move is enough for me to cripple him."
"Sit down and stay put!"
Wang Qian glared at him irritably.
This fellow really loved showing off too much.
Meanwhile, Yue Huaqing looked at Ling Feng with clear surprise in her eyes.
She could not understand why he had chosen to step onto the stage. With his cultivation, wasn't this simply asking for humiliation?
Yet somewhere deep down, she also felt worried for him.
After all, this man had once saved her life.
More importantly, he was the only man who had ever seen her body.
The moment that thought surfaced, Yue Huaqing's delicate face flushed slightly red.
Since childhood, she had studied under Sacred Emperor Dong Hua and devoted herself wholeheartedly to martial arts. She had never once involved herself in matters between men and women.
Even so, she understood that a woman's pure body should only ever be seen by her future husband.
Liu Donglin had originally calmed down after Wang Qian stopped him, but when he turned around and noticed Yue Huaqing's shy expression, he instinctively followed her gaze.
Then he realized she was staring directly at Ling Feng.
Instantly, jealousy exploded inside him.
"Damn it! If I don't cripple this bastard today, my surname isn't Liu!"
In the next instant, Liu Donglin shot out from the pavilion with a leap, glaring viciously at Ling Feng.
"Does Dongling Immortal Pool seriously have no one left? They actually sent trash like you onto the stage?"
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his plain white robes fluttering lightly in the wind. His expression remained calm and leisurely.
"Someone like me is more than enough to defeat you. Why would the true experts of my sect need to step in?"
"Defeat me? You think you're worthy?"
Liu Donglin stared at him fiercely and sneered, "If you know what's good for you, kneel and beg for mercy right now. Maybe I'll consider sparing you."
Wang Qian frowned helplessly.
"Junior Brother Liu, get back here!"
Without even turning around, Liu Donglin waved a hand dismissively.
"Relax, Senior Brother Wang. If I can't even handle trash like this, then there's no point for me to participate in this year's Sunset Heaven Selection."
Wang Qian sighed inwardly.
Liu Donglin excelled in every aspect. His talent was monstrous beyond compare.
Unfortunately, his personality was far too arrogant and prideful. He loved competing with others and often lost his rationality because of it.
Earlier, in order to win, he had even ignored the warnings of the sect elders and exposed part of his true strength during his fierce clash against Helian Xiao.
Fortunately, this time his opponent appeared ordinary enough. Most likely, Ling Feng would not be capable of forcing Liu Donglin to reveal his true abilities, so Wang Qian simply let him continue.
"Make your move."
Liu Donglin stood proudly with his hands behind his back and shouted coldly.
No one thought he was being arrogant.
After all, he had already defeated Helian Xiao. If he attacked first, Ling Feng might not even get the chance to retaliate.
Yet Ling Feng remained completely motionless, his expression calm as ever.
"I'll give you time to rest and recover your strength first."
After battling Helian Xiao for over a hundred exchanges, Liu Donglin had clearly consumed a considerable amount of stamina and elemental force.
Given Ling Feng's pride, he naturally disdained taking advantage of such a thing.
"I need rest to deal with you?"
Liu Donglin burst into loud laughter and strode forward, his eyes gleaming with icy malice.
"I already gave you the chance to attack first. Since you don't know how to appreciate it, then get ready to learn what it feels like to be trampled beneath someone else's feet!"
Today, he was going to beat this pretty-boy brat into a dead dog and let Yue Huaqing see who the real man was!
If Ling Feng knew what Liu Donglin was thinking right now, he would probably laugh until he cried.
Never in his life had he imagined that one day, someone would actually mistake him for a pretty boy.
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