1121: C1121 Use Your Sword and I'll Cripple Your Sword Dao!

C1121 Use Your Sword and I'll Cripple Your Sword Dao!

"Eight deputies, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

City Lord Jing Rui looked at the eight representatives sitting on the chairs. Before the meeting began, he had to ask the representatives of the Seed Academy for their opinions. This was a rule, and no matter if it was held in Jing City or not, he had to ask them.

It was just that normally, there would not be any representatives who would suggest the opposite. After all, they had to give the East Path Master enough face. They were both Divine Ancestors, so face was the most important thing.

However, there were also exceptions.

"Brother Jing, why don't we use the sword to liven things up before the start of the convention?"

This was not an opinion, but a request, and it was a little too much. Today's itinerary was arranged by City Lord Jing Rui, and now he was asking for a sword to liven things up, which naturally made City Lord Jing Rui a little unhappy.

He raised his head and looked at the principal of the Sword Ancestor Academy, Sword Ancestor. At this moment, the smile on Sword Ancestor's face was very thick. Although he looked harmless, he had been thinking about it for a long time. This was a conspiracy and also a good opportunity for the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy to become famous.

To the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy, the way of the sword was already a very simple thing, not to mention using the sword to liven things up. This was not a problem for the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy.

"How do you want to liven things up? Are you alone? Or is it a battle?" City Lord Jing Rui's state of mind was not lacking, so he was able to endure this very inappropriate condition, because the Academy Conference could be carried out smoothly, and sometimes the interlude had to be accepted in order to complete the Conference very well.

After hearing City Lord Jing Rui's question, Sword Ancestor glanced at the Sword Ancestor Academy disciple in the corner of the arena. He saw a young man dressed in blue, holding a heavy sword in his hand. The heavy sword was wrapped in a sword belt. It was unknown whether he was afraid that others would see the sharpness of the sword or just trying to be mysterious.

"Jian Xuan, come and greet the elders."

The Sword Ancestor pointed at the other five Divine Ancestor who were also sitting on the chairs. Only Bai Nv and Lin Feng were not pointed at by him. Clearly, he was indirectly telling Jian Xuan that although the two of them were sitting on the chairs, they did not have the qualifications to do so.

Lin Feng and Bai Nv both raised their eyebrows. When Bai Nv saw Lin Feng's gaze, Lin Feng also looked at Bai Nv. After their eyes met, Lin Feng calmly retracted his gaze. On the other hand, the corner of Bai Nv's mouth curled up into a smile.

"Jian Xuan greets the five seniors."

"Greetings, City Lord."

The disciple in blue held his heavy sword and bowed to the five Divine Ancestor representatives and City Lord Jing Rui as a form of respect.

Jing Rui ignored Jian Xuan. In his eyes, the realm of the sixth level of the Divine Monarch was already negligible. He could easily kill an expert at the eighth level of the Divine Monarch, let alone a disciple at the sixth level of the Divine Monarch.

"Sword Ancestor, what do you think?" City Lord Jing Rui asked the Sword Ancestor. He did not know why the disciples of his academy were asked to come out at this time. Could it be that one of them was playing with the sword? This was simply outrageous.

The day would soon be over, and the College Conference would be held for two days in a row. Eight teams would be selected for the semifinals that day, and the top three would be chosen the next day.

Thus, time was of the essence. He had deliberately arranged what he needed to do at every moment, and now that Sword Ancestor's intentions had disrupted his original plan, City Lord Jing Rui was naturally furious.

"I want Jian Xuan to compete with someone in the sword. Once the winner appears, the competition will begin immediately. What do you think?" Sword Ancestor laughed coldly, his face revealing a lot of coldness. This time, in front of tens of thousands of people, City Lord Jing Rui would not refuse.

Indeed, it was impossible for Jing Rui to resolve the Sword Ancestor's request. After all, he had already acquiesced to the duel.

"Give me five minutes. After five minutes, no matter who wins or loses, the meeting will begin." Jing Rui agreed to this request in a difficult situation, but only for five minutes.

A bright smile appeared on Sword Ancestor's face as she nodded her head lightly and said, "No problem. Five minutes is enough for Jian Xuan to prove himself."

"Jian Xuan, choose an opponent. After obtaining his consent, we will fight with the sword." Sword Ancestor smiled faintly and then glanced at Lin Feng.

The meaning was very clear. He wanted Jian Xuan to kick Lin Feng out of his seat so that he could humiliate the Nebula Academy in front of everyone. He did not know what Nebula Academy was, nor did he know when this academy had existed. However, this kind of representative did not have the qualification to sit side by side with him.

Someone had to beat him down, and none of them would be able to do so. They would be able to humiliate a Divine Emperor with the might of the Divine Ancestor, but Jian Xuan could do so. In this battle of swords, firstly, there was a good reason for the battle, and secondly, there was a battle at the same level.

Jian Xuan understood what the master meant. He followed the Sword Ancestor's gaze and looked at Lin Feng. The corner of his mouth could not help but curl up into a playful and playful smile. From beginning to end, he had never taken a liking to Lin Feng. Now that he had the chance to fight with the sword, he would not let go of such an opportunity.

Lin Feng had never thought that the Sword Ancestor's target would be him. It was simply too unexpected, because he never expected that he had never provoked the Sword Ancestor, nor had he ever seen the Sword Ancestor, nor had he come into contact with the disciples of the Sword Ancestor Academy.

Now that the Sword Ancestor wanted Jian Xuan to teach him a lesson, he was the one who took the initiative to provoke him. Lin Feng would never let such a person die peacefully.

"Prepresentative of the Nebula Academy, do you agree to fight me with your sword to liven up the mood of the crowd?"

Finally, under the anticipation of many people, Jian Xuan chose his opponent, and this opponent also shocked countless people.

The representative of one of the Seed Academy, Jian Xuan, had actually chosen a representative of the Seed Academy to challenge Lin Feng.

Things were getting more and more lively. Not only did outsiders decide this, but even Lin Feng himself felt that things were getting interesting. Jian Xuan challenged him to a sword duel.

Di Shang and the other three stood at the side of the corner, looking at the scene in the arena from afar. They were anxious and nervous. Wouldn't it be very embarrassing? Perhaps no one would take the Nebula Academy seriously in the competition.

But then again, if Lin Feng won the competition, it would be equivalent to offending the Sword Ancestor Academy. The Sword Ancestor Academy was a third-class power with three or four Divine Ancestor, not just the Sword Ancestor.

Therefore, Lin Feng was in a dilemma internally and externally. He could neither agree nor disagree.

Lin Feng glanced at Jian Xuan's overbearing gaze. When he looked at Lin Feng, he was completely ignoring him and did not take him seriously at all.

Indeed, with his current cultivation as a fifth level of Divine Monarch, it was very difficult for him to be valued by others, not to mention that the other party's Jian Xuan was already at the sixth level of Divine Monarch.

"What? You don't want a sword fight?"

When Jian Xuan saw that Lin Feng did not reply, his face could not help but reveal a hint of ridicule and humiliation, as if he was deliberately provoking Lin Feng.

However, if Lin Feng was provoked by him like this, then he would be called a genius in vain.

"There should be something to liven things up in a battle of swords. What if I win? What if you win?"

"There are no such rules, yet you want to invite me to a sword duel. Little brother Jian Xuan, hehe, where did you get your confidence from?"

After Jian Xuan's ridicule, Lin Feng finally said the first sentence on the arena. It was also this first sentence that made many people feel that there was something different about Lin Feng.

Furthermore, although these words were calm, there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Lin Feng was simply humiliating Jian Xuan's intelligence and raising his own status. Calling him little brother was enough to show everything.

Jian Xuan was originally in a good mood, especially since he was able to provoke the representative of the Seed Academy. However, Lin Feng's words had directly counterattacked, leaving him with only anger in his heart, but he did not know how to refute.

"Hmph, your name is Lin Feng, right? I only have some manners because I respect you as the representative of the Seed Academy, but don't you know what's good or bad? There is a limit to my patience with you!"

"Lin Feng, just give me a reply. Do you dare to fight with swords?"

Jian Xuan was enraged and immediately asked Lin Feng if he dared to fight with his sword. This kind of attitude was nothing more than completely tearing apart all pretenses of cordiality. It was just that he wanted to slap Lin Feng in the face. The more painful the slap, the better. This was the scene that Sword Ancestor wanted to see.

He enjoyed doing what he was supposed to do as a disciple.

Lin Feng had never thought that Jian Xuan would provoke him so directly, but since that was the case, if he did not continue, he would really be looked down upon.

"Alright, I accept your challenge and challenge you to a sword duel."

With a single sentence, Lin Feng took a step forward and arrived in front of Jian Xuan. The distance between the two of them was less than ten meters.

They looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly turned cold. There was killing intent hidden in the coldness.

"Little Friend Lin Feng, please be gentler. Hehe, after all, Jian Xuan is a junior."

In an instant, Sword Ancestor shouted out in a tone that was filled with ridicule towards Lin Feng instead of genuine sincerity.

Lin Feng ignored him. He had nothing to do with the Sword Ancestor, let alone with him.

"Lin Feng, pull out your sword and let me see your attainments in the Sword Dao. Since you can represent me, there must be something extraordinary about you!"

Jian Xuan sneered. He began to grip the heavy sword tightly, and when he opened the sword belt, a sharp blood-red heavy sword was revealed in front of everyone's eyes, causing everyone to cheer.

"Is this sword really that terrifying?"0

"It should be about to advance to the Divine Ancestral Artifact, right?"

"No, it should still be a Divine Emperor Weapon, but it is already close to the Divine Ancestral Artifact."

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"Lin Feng, what is it? Do you not have a sword? Or do you not dare to draw your sword?" Seeing that Lin Feng still did not speak or draw his sword, Jian Xuan's face immediately revealed a mocking smile, and his words were also laced with restraint.

"Jian Xuan, do you understand the meaning of using your sword to cripple your Sword Dao?"

Lin Feng was silent for a long time before he finally raised his head and stared at Jian Xuan. Then, he asked Jian Xuan in a cold tone.

Jian Xuan's expression changed slightly. He could feel the humiliation from Lin Feng's words. A nameless fire rose in his heart. He, who was holding the giant sword tightly, immediately rushed towards Lin Feng.

"I don't care. I'll show you what I mean by the way of the sword, haha." Jian Xuan laughed mockingly. A heavy sword pierced through the air and forcefully pierced into Lin Feng's chest.

Many people had already closed their eyes and did not dare to watch the bloody scene. The sound of pity spread throughout the arena.

However...

"Eternal Sword, Trash Sword Dao, that's it!"

A playful laugh resounded through the clouds, and a terrifying aura spread in all directions. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with their eyes wide open. Lin Feng gripped the blade of the heavy sword with his bare hands. There was a faint trace of blood, but that was not the point.

The main point was that Lin Feng, who was holding the heavy sword tightly, forcefully snatched the sword away. Jian Xuan's face was already red from holding it in, but no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to do anything to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng held the blade and kicked with his left foot. The hilt of the sword rushed towards his arm, and Lin Feng took the opportunity to hold the heavy sword.

The sword slashed down fiercely towards Jian Xuan's skull.

Jian Xuan's entire body trembled, and he was so scared that he did not even dare to take half a step. He looked at the heavy sword above his head with a pale face.

Crack!

Suddenly, the heavy sword in Lin Feng's hand stopped on Jian Xuan's skull. The distance between the two of them was less than half an inch, but it scared Jian Xuan out of his wits. It was as if a hundred years had passed.

One strike, one move, the Eternal Sword, the Waste of Sword Tao, it was that simple.

"Sword Ancestor, I will give you face and listen to you. Seeing that Jian Xuan is a junior, I can't bear to kill him. It's good that you know that."

"The sword, I'll return it to you. Remember, the most important meaning of the Sword Dao is the Sword of Eternal Brilliance, to cripple the Sword Dao!"

With that, Lin Feng threw the giant sword to Jian Xuan, then steadily walked back to the edge of the arena and sat back down on his chair.

At this moment, the arena was completely silent!

Only Jian Xuan was living a life worse than death. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

His Sword Dao had really been crippled!

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