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Chapter 1803: 262: Is the Swordsmanship Master Defeated?

Capítulo 1803: Chapter 262: Is the Swordsmanship Master Defeated?

“Who exactly is this person? Why are they so strong?”

In the midst of the confusion, Feng Shengfeng advanced.

At this time, the three exchanged glances, each considering the others as formidable opponents that must be guarded against.

Lin Yifan came for the three Wind Spirit Pearls. Whoever stood in his way would be eliminated, no questions asked. He then shifted his attention to watching Lei Ming’s Thunderclap Sword.

The space around Lei Ming’s Thunderclap Sword became a safe zone, and so, without any unexpected incidents, he smoothly advanced to the next stage.

He certainly felt a bit resentful. However, only strength could win the championship. Being safe now did not mean he could last until the final round, so he figured it out and felt relieved.

On the other side, Feng Shengfeng was quite surprised.

In the second round, Lin Yifan advanced even before him. Apart from the Second Prince of Great You Country, this person appeared to be the most threatening.

He really wanted to exchange a few moves with Lin Yifan, but for now, he’d have to wait for the next round to find an opportunity.

The five hundred participants who advanced appeared quickly, while the five hundred eliminated contestants departed from Tianhua Mountain one after another, returning to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the familiar figures appear, the cultivators waiting at the foot of the mountain felt quite uneasy.

The elimination of their brothers and companions meant that they had already lost the chance to compete for the three Wind Spirit Pearls, or that their chances were now very slim.

Among these eliminated cultivators, they did not find the Second Prince or the Seventh Princess of Great You Country, nor the shadow of Feng Shengfeng of the Hongshan Sect.

This indicated that these people had already advanced to the next level contest at the mountainside, becoming some of the few strong contenders.

This was actually within their expectations since the most capable competitors this time were the Second Prince of Great You Country and Feng Shengfeng. If either of these two were eliminated, it would indeed be strange.

Not seeing any trace of Lin Yifan, Fan Dachuan, watching in secret, felt quite frustrated.

However, not finding Lin Yifan was one thing, but also not finding that brat in the High Immortal Second Realm who talked back to him, left him displeased.

Because the other’s swordsmanship was at best on par with his, yet this kid wasn’t eliminated while he was. Why?

“What’s the point of relying on others? If it were me, I would never want the stinginess of that bastard; moreover, I would fight him to prove my own strength.”

These words, if said to Lei Ming, might have a stimulating effect, but muttering it here to himself only hurt him.

Angry as he was, he was still interested in watching the excitement; he guessed that Lei Ming would definitely not last till the final stage, otherwise, he’d eat shit.

The higher it got, the more intense the competition became; because the space was smaller, and the spots were reduced accordingly.

At the same time, the competition time would be greatly shortened since the targets were easier to find, and the number of eliminations needed for advancement wasn’t so high anymore.

Reaching the mountainside, Lei Ming felt a surge of emotions.

When participating in this sword competition, he hadn’t expected to make it this far; everything seemed so illusory, so unreal.

Although he knew Lin Yifan had the greatest impact, without his own strength, he wouldn’t have made it to this stage, so he still felt proud.

The mountainside battle soon began, and those who successfully advanced closed their eyes and used their swords to kill in all directions.

Feng Shengfeng’s white Holy Sword drifted over from the southwest. Wherever it passed, various treasured swords hurriedly avoided it.

This was a mighty God of Killing; not avoiding him would be foolish.

However, this was regarding those without much strength; as for a master like Lin Yifan, he eagerly awaited encountering a good sword.

Lin Yifan, who was about to find a target to hunt, soon encountered Feng Shengfeng’s white Holy Sword.

Now that the enemy had come to him, it was impossible to flee.

So be it, since he encountered him, he’d solve it.

Thus, he began to exert his strength, directing his sword to attack Feng Shengfeng’s white Holy Sword.

Feng Shengfeng did not intend to have a life-and-death battle with Lin Yifan.

He merely wanted to test Lin Yifan’s strength to see if he posed a threat to him.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

At the mountain foot, seeing the colorful Immortal Sword collide with the white Holy Sword, everyone was first stunned; they hadn’t expected these two masters to meet so soon.

The next moment, they held their breath, watching intently, wanting to know who would eventually win.

Similarly, Fan Dachuan, hiding in the distance, was very curious about who would win between the two.

Of course, he leaned more towards Feng Shengfeng; because Feng Shengfeng was a renowned swordsmanship expert, and that kid was just a greenhorn novice.

Lei Ming’s Thunderclap Sword moved over.

When he discovered the duel between the two masters, he wanted to help Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan refused, as this was an honorable battle between him and Feng Shengfeng, and outsiders should not intervene.

Reluctantly, Lei Ming had to look for other targets to attack.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

After a few exchanges, Feng Shengfeng found that Lin Yifan’s swordsmanship was very advanced, not inferior to his at all.

He could conclude that this was a formidable competitor, best left for the final round. Therefore, he swiftly left, no longer entangling with Lin Yifan.

Seeing the white Holy Sword leave on its own, the various cultivators watching at the mountain foot were stunned.

A revered swordsmanship master like Feng Shengfeng fleeing; would you believe it?

“Could it be that the kid’s swordsmanship surpasses Feng Shengfeng’s?”

“If that’s truly the case, then this tournament’s championship is surely his.”

“Not necessarily; he still has to get past the Second Prince of Great You Country. The championship isn’t that easy to obtain.”

“Despite that, he’s one of the hot favorites for the title.”

“Never expected this sword competition to have such a dark horse emerge, completely surprising everyone.”

“Getting more and more curious about his identity.”

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“Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Feng Shengfeng lose to this brat? This must be fake!”

Fan Dachuan, observing in secret, felt a mix of emotions.

He originally thought Lin Yifan would be easily defeated, but the outcome was beyond his expectations. That guy Feng Shengfeng actually fled, scared out of his wits.

“All those so-called swordsmanship experts below the Heavenly Immortal Realm are all fake.”

He no longer believed in these so-called titles; everything had to be judged based on actual circumstances.

Amateurs watch the show, while experts see the tricks.

The surrounding “proctors” understood Feng Shengfeng’s intention.

Feng Shengfeng hadn’t exerted all his strength; his purpose was clear. Likewise, the person wielding the Imperial Rainbow Immortal Sword was doing the same. They were probing each other’s strength, without any talk of victory or defeat.

Nevertheless, Lin Yifan’s exceptional performance was enough to attract the attention of these “proctors.”

This person’s identity was unclear, but they recognized his companion as a cultivator from the Kingdom of Leizhen. Judging by the attire, he should be a member of the royal family, very likely a prince of the Kingdom of Leizhen.