Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

When Ling Fei broke through Zhao Chen's aggressive Wind Wave Sword, an uproar swept through the crowd.

At that moment, everyone gained a new appreciation for his strength.

This younger student could truly contend with the top five geniuses on the Earth List.

"Your Sword Momentum is powerful. You're a rare opponent," Zhao Chen said from atop the Watchtower Pillar. "But now, I'm going all out."

"Same here." Ling Fei's gaze was as sharp as a blade, his wild and tyrannical Sword Intent already coiled and ready to strike.

"In that case, allow me to show you the true power of my Wind Waves Swordsmanship!" Seeing that Ling Fei was also brimming with fighting spirit, Zhao Chen's eyes narrowed. A low voice escaped his lips as he shot toward Ling Fei, his long sword already a blur of motion.

Wind Wave Sword, First Form: Wind Rises, Waves Crest!

The low words echoed from Zhao Chen's mouth.

His body immediately became suffused with Sword Intent. As his long sword danced, a gale kicked up, and the whistling Sword Qi surged forward like a colossal wave.

At that instant, the gale over the lake was drawn into his attack.

The lake water churned, moving in concert with his Sword Momentum and forming a massive wave that swept toward Ling Fei.

This sword strike seemed to resonate with the wind and waves of the world itself, fusing various momentums together to assault his foe.

This was the so-called Unity of Heaven, Man, and Sword.

However, Zhao Chen's current Realm was still lacking, so he hadn't fully mastered this Momentum of Heaven and Earth.

Otherwise, he would already be an expert who had stepped into the Late Innate Stage.

Even so, now that he was attacking with his full power, the might of this single strike put Ling Fei under immense pressure.

A terrifying gale and churning waves raged before Ling Fei. The momentum was as sharp as a sword, both ferocious and unstoppable. This attack was worlds stronger than his last. It was clear now that Zhao Chen's previous moves had merely been probes; only now was he using his full strength, intending to defeat Ling Fei in a single, decisive blow.

'Perfect timing!' As Zhao Chen's Sword Momentum began to rise, a glint flashed in Ling Fei's eyes, and he made his move.

Ling Fei held his sword aloft. The True Qi in his body surged like a rushing river, pouring out from his Pill Sea, through his palm, and into the long sword.

Celestial River Nine Swords!

A low voice rang out as Ling Fei struck.

SWISH!

The Celestial River Nine Swords came one after another, each strike more powerful than the last.

His long sword lashed out, and Sword Qi swept forth like a colossal wave. Carrying the True Dragon Momentum, it slashed toward the sudden gale and Sword Wave before him.

BANG!

The first slash quickly collided with the massive wave of Sword Wind created by Zhao Chen, briefly halting its powerful momentum.

But Zhao Chen's attack was simply too tyrannical. The gale raged and the massive wave rose in its wake, the Sword Momentum endless. As the power of Ling Fei's strike dissipated, Zhao Chen's attack swept forward again, carrying a sharp Sword Momentum. An ordinary person, their energy spent, would have been powerless to resist.

But how could Ling Fei's Celestial River Nine Swords be so ordinary?

Just as the first strike dissipated, his second had already been unleashed.

SWISH!

This strike was even more tyrannical, its momentum unstoppable. A biting Cold Intent spread wherever it passed, causing the moisture in the Void to condense into ice crystals.

The momentum of the massive wave surging toward him was obstructed.

BANG!

Then, as the Sword Momentum swept past, the remnants of Zhao Chen's massive wave were frozen solid.

A flash of sword light, like a great river's waves or a ferocious dragon, pounced toward Zhao Chen.

But by then, Zhao Chen had already made his move.

The moment Ling Fei unleashed his second strike, Zhao Chen sensed its extraordinary power.

Wind Wave Sword, Second Form: Raging Wind, Colossal Wave!

The low words escaped Zhao Chen's mouth.

His long sword began to dance as True Qi surged from his body into the blade, his Sword Intent moving in concert.

WHOOSH!

Instantly, a gale howled around Zhao Chen, churning the lake's surface. It was as if he commanded the very Momentum of Heaven and Earth, changing the atmosphere over the lake.

Such power made the hearts of the distant Cultivators pound in their chests.

SWISH!

As his Sword Momentum crested, his long sword flew forward, slashing toward Ling Fei.

A raging gale howled and a massive wave surged, threatening to drown Ling Fei completely.

The power behind this strike was clearly even greater than the last.

Before this attack, the second strike of Ling Fei's Celestial River Nine Swords was instantly crushed.

But Ling Fei's Celestial River Nine Swords was incredibly fast. Just as his second strike collapsed, the third one followed close behind.

As he unleashed his third strike, a sharp Sword Momentum and a wave of Cold Qi swept out.

BANG!

A loud crash echoed as his Cold Chi Sword Energy erupted with incredible sharpness. A wave of Cold Qi spread out, freezing his opponent's gale and the massive wave of Sword Wind.

In the end, however, it still dissipated.

But the power of Zhao Chen's attack was also drastically reduced.

Before Zhao Chen could strike again, Ling Fei's fourth sword was upon him.

BANG!

As this fourth strike hit, the second form of Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Sword finally collapsed.

The gale's power diminished sharply, and the massive wave was frozen solid, turning into ice crystals that fell into the lake.

"Such tyrannical Sword Momentum!" Zhao Chen's eyes flashed as he attacked again.

His Wind Wave Sword, much like the Celestial River Nine Swords, was a style where each strike was stronger than the last, designed to crush the enemy in a single, overwhelming assault.

Only this time, he had met his match.

Wind Wave Sword, Third Form: Raging Wind Forms Swords, a Great Wave Becomes Rain!

After a moment of surprise, Zhao Chen unleashed the third form of his Wind Wave Sword.

As he unleashed this form, his long hair whipped about and his robes billowed. His personal aura climbed ceaselessly as a gale howled around him and massive waves churned at his side.

Such power was immense, far surpassing that of countless Cultivators in the Innate Mid Stage Realm.

WHOOSH!

As his long sword passed, the Sword Wind howled. Each gust of the gale was like a blade of Sword Qi, blasting toward Ling Fei.

A massive wave churned furiously, its spray raining down like a shower of stars—or a downpour of swords—completely cutting off Ling Fei's retreat.

The distant Cultivators watched this assault, their hearts filled with terror.

"Zhao Chen's Sword Momentum is so powerful!"

"Of course it is! This is the Wind Waves Swordsmanship that Zhao Chen comprehended himself. Few can compare to him!" Murmurs of discussion rippled across the lake.

"With this one form, Zhao Chen could take on a dozen Cultivators in the Innate Mid Stage Realm. We're no match for that," one of the geniuses said, his eyes filled with reverence.

"But I wonder if Ling Fei can withstand such an assault?" With faces full of anticipation, the crowd held their breath and stared at Ling Fei.

The spectacle of this battle had already surpassed their wildest imaginations.

SWISH! SWISH!

At that moment, a gale of swords and a downpour of starlike Sword Waves crashed down, completely enveloping Ling Fei in the Sword Momentum.

'Such powerful momentum. He's truly worthy of being the fourth-ranked genius on the Earth List!' Ling Fei's heart trembled as he felt the Sword Momentum before him.

But he felt no fear, and the long sword in his hand moved without the slightest hesitation.

The Sword Momentum he had been building erupted forth.

Celestial River Nine Swords—the fifth strike, the sixth, the seventh…!

Ling Fei moved with his blade, his body becoming one with the sword, having clearly reached the state of Unity of Man and Sword.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Ling Fei struck again and again, ignoring the Sword Rain pouring down on him. He was like a ferocious dragon, carrying a Supreme Sword Momentum as he charged forward.

In that moment, he forgot everything, his mind focused only on meeting his enemy head-on.

Ling Fei's Sword Intent condensed, his Sword Momentum rose, and his mastery over the Sword Dao and his understanding of Sword Intent grew ever stronger.

BANG! BANG!

Wherever Ling Fei's Sword Momentum passed, the great waves roiled. Strands of Cold Chi True Qi, sharp as swords, erupted forth. Before the endless Wind Swords and Sword Rain could even land, they were shattered by his Sword Momentum, then frozen solid by the icy Cold Qi. In an instant, his Sword Momentum broke through the massive waves and charged toward Zhao Chen.

In a flash, Ling Fei appeared in Zhao Chen's line of sight.

Evidently, the third form of Zhao Chen's incomparably ferocious Wind Wave Sword had been broken by Ling Fei.

"You… you actually broke the third form of my Wind Wave Sword!" As Ling Fei emerged from the broken waves, Zhao Chen's brows furrowed tightly.

At the same time, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes as he stared at Ling Fei.

Even among the Mid Level Students, after all, those who could withstand his Wind Wave Three Swords were few and far between!

Yet this new student had shattered all three.

It was clear just what a terrifying opponent he had found.