Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Ling Fei's successive strikes broke through Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Three Swords.

This stunned not only the geniuses watching from afar but also Zhao Chen himself, whose eyes filled with apprehension.

It was easy to imagine just how powerful this young man would become if he were allowed to cultivate for another year.

'By then, will I still be able to compete with him?'

'But as for who is stronger right now, that's not yet decided.' Zhao Chen quickly cast aside his shock. His gaze hardened as he stared intently at the advancing Ling Fei. At the same time, he began to gather his power, his aura climbing bit by bit.

Clearly, he intended to go all out and settle the match.

Wind Wave Sword, the ultimate technique…

Raging winds and colossal waves! Sword Qi like pythons, cresting waves like dragons!

Writhing Dragon's Fury!

As the low words left Zhao Chen's lips, his long sword began to dance. A fierce gale erupted over the lake, churning up monstrous, sky-high waves. The momentum was terrifying to the extreme.

SWOOSH!

Then, his body seemed to merge with the raging wind and colossal waves. His long sword moved, unleashing Sword Qi like giant pythons and waves that roared like frenzied dragons.

Finally, the hurricane, the colossal waves, and the Sword Qi fused, transforming into a writhing, frenzied dragon that swept directly toward Ling Fei.

With this technique, Zhao Chen not only condensed the momentum of wind and waves but also fused it with a Supreme Sword Momentum, becoming one with his blade.

The momentum was like a frenzied python, threatening to drown everything. The Sword Qi was piercing and unstoppable. An aura like this was already comparable to that of an ordinary Late Innate Stage cultivator.

"Zhao Chen has unleashed his ultimate killing blow."

"That technique is even stronger than an attack from a typical Late Innate Stage cultivator!" As the technique emerged, the distant cultivators all wore solemn expressions.

"Can Young Master Ling Fei possibly contend with that?" Li Li's hands clenched, her face wrought with tension.

In everyone's eyes, Ling Fei was just a new student. To be able to contend with a genius from the Earth List was already a remarkable feat.

To expect him to withstand this ultimate killing blow seemed to be asking the impossible.

Thus, they were all worried for Ling Fei.

'An ultimate killing blow, is it?' As Zhao Chen's technique manifested, Ling Fei's gaze sharpened. Then, his long sword danced, moving to meet the attack head-on.

Celestial River Nine Swords—the Eighth Sword!

SWOOSH!

A wave of Sword Qi, carrying the True Dragon Momentum, swept toward Zhao Chen's python-like Sword Momentum.

BANG!

The two torrents of Sword Momentum collided, like two colossal waves crashing together, or a giant python battling a frenzied dragon. An earth-shattering boom erupted instantly.

As the light exploded, Ling Fei's attack disintegrated, and a wave of Extreme Cold Qi spread through the air.

The momentum of Zhao Chen's attack only faltered for a moment, its power barely diminished.

The might of his blade remained immense, more than enough to crush any cultivator at the Innate Mid Stage Realm.

"It seems Young Master Ling Fei's attack can't compare to Zhao Chen's!" Seeing this, worry filled the eyes of Li Li and the others.

Celestial River Nine Swords—the Ninth Sword!

But just as worry filled their faces, a low voice echoed from the lake's surface. They watched as the aura around Ling Fei suddenly exploded.

From within Ling Fei, vast True Qi erupted. The True Dragon Momentum radiated from him.

Then, with a single movement, he swept forward like a True Dragon.

True Dragon Emerges from the Sea!

SWOOSH!

As Ling Fei moved like a True Dragon, breaking through the waves, he slashed his long sword forward.

As he unleashed this strike, his Sword Qi surged like a wave. The lake's surface resonated, raising colossal waves that then followed his movement, merging into his Sword Momentum.

At this moment, Sword Momentum, True Dragon Momentum, and the momentum of the waves all fused as one!

The Ling Fei of today had also reached the brink of the Late Stage of Innate Realm.

ROAR!

Under the countless gazes, Ling Fei's body moved like a dragon, carrying the colossal waves with him. Vaguely, the sound of a dragon's roar seemed to echo, a soul-shaking power resounding in all directions. As the sound reached their ears, the very souls of the spectating cultivators on the lake trembled as if struck by a thunderclap.

"This is...!" At that moment, the pupils of the geniuses on the lake contracted. Their gazes turned grave as they stared ahead.

Under the crowd's astonished gazes, Ling Fei's Celestial River Ninth Sword collided with Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Fourth Technique.

BOOM!

The two ultimate techniques collided.

This was a duel between two pinnacles, a contest of pure Power.

For a moment, the point of impact thundered. A terrifying blast wave erupted, causing the lake's surface to heave as if a massive force was squeezing it outward. Colossal waves surged, reaching a hundred feet in height and completely obscuring Ling Fei and Zhao Chen from view.

Several nearby Watchtower Pillars were shattered on impact by this terrifying Power.

"This..." Feeling the shockwave from the collision, the distant cultivators were all astonished.

"Only a powerhouse at the Late Innate Stage could create a shockwave like that, right?" Liu Yun couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

Only now did he realize how strong Ling Fei truly was. 'To think I actually tried to challenge and ambush him before... I really didn't know my own limits!'

"Among our batch of students, how many could ever contend with Zhao Chen like this?" Wu Hailiang gave a bitter smile.

Meanwhile, within the towering waves, Zhao Chen's python-like Sword Momentum was collapsing.

Ling Fei's aura was like a rainbow. His One Sword Wave Transformation was like a True Dragon Emerges from the Sea, parting the waves as he advanced. Wherever he passed, the hurricane and colossal waves before him disintegrated.

A wave of Cold Qi spread out, hindering Zhao Chen's Sword Momentum. With his own power waning and his opponent's growing, the wind and waves he had conjured finally disintegrated completely.

Then, a wave of Extreme Cold Qi swept toward him.

BANG!

The tyrannical Sword Wave slammed into Zhao Chen.

He was thrown back as if struck by a towering wave, or slammed by a True Dragon, his entire body sent flying backward.

CRACK!

The sound of breaking bones rang out.

As his body flew backward, ice crystals began to form on him.

"So cold... my bones..." A wave of extreme cold invaded his body, and the sound of his own bones breaking reached his ears.

But Ling Fei's attack was too ferocious, its momentum utterly unstoppable. At this moment, Zhao Chen had lost all ability to react.

He could only let his body fall into the lake.

SPLASH!

Zhao Chen fell into the water, but the droplets of water froze into ice crystals in mid-air. The surface of the lake around him began to ice over.

Some nearby Watchtower Pillars cracked and crumbled.

The rolling waves continued to ripple out, one after another, for a long time.

WHOOSH!

As Zhao Chen fell into the water, Ling Fei's figure flashed, and he floated down onto a nearby Watchtower Pillar.

His expression was frigid. He gave the submerged Zhao Chen a casual glance, then his eyes narrowed slightly as he retracted his aura.

'A Sword Cultivator must always press forward. Only then can their true power be unleashed.' As he retracted his aura, Ling Fei carefully contemplated the insights gained from the Mental Realm of the previous battle. 'Back then, how tyrannical was the third technique of Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Sword? His strikes were like a downpour, overwhelming everything.'

'An attack like that is enough to make anyone's blood run cold.'

'If my confidence had wavered then, if I had hesitated for even a moment, I would have been utterly defeated by Zhao Chen's follow-up Sword Techniques.'

'The one seriously injured right now would have been me.'

'But, facing such a powerful attack, not only was I unafraid, my will to fight blazed. I directly used the latter techniques of the Celestial River Nine Swords. I completely ignored the so-called danger, and my Sword Momentum instead gained an indomitable will to press forward.'

'That's the only way the true power of my Celestial River Nine Swords could be unleashed.'

"A Sword Cultivator must not only be sharp and unyielding, but also indomitable, always pressing forward!" Ling Fei murmured to himself, as if to brand this revelation upon his very soul.

'Still, Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Sword is extremely impressive.' After reflecting on his own Swordsmanship, Ling Fei couldn't help but offer a word of praise.

The Wind Wave Sword utilizes the momentum of wind and waves.

Ling Fei's Celestial River Nine Swords uses the momentum of the Celestial River, so it could also be called the Nine Waves Sword.

Both styles of Swordsmanship have their own merits.

However, Ling Fei had comprehended the Celestial River Nine Swords back in the Sword Tomb.

Zhao Chen, on the other hand, had to continuously perfect and comprehend his Wind Wave Sword over time.

Furthermore, Ling Fei's Sword Momentum was clearly stronger.

The difference between the two was clear at a glance.