Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

On the battle stage, gaze after gaze fell upon Ling Fei.

These were all Cultivators at the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm, and they stared at Ling Fei as if he were a lamb laden with treasure.

The stares left Ling Fei feeling utterly exasperated.

Zhu Wei, however, was frozen in place, not knowing what to do.

Because he didn’t know what Ling Fei meant by his words.

Did he truly want him to defeat Ling Fei? Or was Ling Fei just saying that to save face, while secretly wanting him to throw the match?

"Ling the Pill Master, do you really want me to defeat you?" Zhu Wei asked, transmitting his voice directly to Ling Fei.

"What the hell? Give me everything you’ve got! If you don’t go all out, you won’t get a damn thing from me. If you win, however, I can give you a Spirit Awakening Pill." Upon hearing this, Ling Fei was thoroughly enraged.

’This guy isn’t just underestimating me, he’s insulting my character! Do I really seem like someone so desperate to save face?’

’This is outrageous! How dare this guy openly try to bribe me? What does that do to my reputation?’

’More importantly, does this guy really think he can beat me?’

Ling Fei muttered to himself, furious, and glared daggers at Zhu Wei.

Across from him, Zhu Wei shivered. He knew he’d messed up; it seemed he had angered Ling the Pill Master.

"Then I’ll really go all out!" Zhu Wei said timidly.

"Go all out! Use your strongest moves!" Ling Fei declared, his voice booming across the arena. He was determined to set the record straight.

"What...?" The people in the crowd felt their heads spin. "Is Ling the Pill Master doing this on purpose, or does he actually want Zhu Wei to go all out?"

"Let’s just watch and see."

"This Zhu Wei is the second-ranked genius of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff and has already reached the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm. If he goes all out, can Ling the Pill Master defeat him?"

For a moment, everyone was filled with anticipation for this match.

"That Zhu Wei actually thought he could get a Spirit Awakening Pill just by offering to lose?" The people from the Lingyun Sect, however, were speechless.

On the competition stage, Zhu Wei took a deep breath, and after a timid glance at Ling Fei, he said, "Ling the Pill Master, I’m really going all out now!"

"Just make your move," Ling Fei said irritably.

"Alright." Zhu Wei’s expression turned serious. He then flipped his palm, and a Spirit Sword appeared.

The sword was nine feet long, very heavy, and emanated a sharp aura.

With the Spirit Sword in hand, a sharp aura immediately began to emanate from Zhu Wei’s body.

As the second-ranked genius of his generation from the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, his strength was not to be underestimated.

"My Ten Thousand Swords Cliff specializes in the Sword Dao. We take Sword Momentum as our foundation. Where the intent reaches, it is as if ten thousand swords strike at once, breaking through all defenses!" A low voice emanated from Zhu Wei. "I have long heard that Ling the Pill Master is a prodigy in Martial Arts, capable of crushing Cultivators of the same Realm. Today, I will experience your Swordsmanship for myself."

As he spoke, a sharp Sword Momentum gathered. Sword light shot up from Zhu Wei, dazzling and fierce, each ray like a blade, piercing to the eyes.

"Celestial Pill Perfection Realm!" Ling Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly as he muttered, "His aura is indeed very strong."

As he whispered, Ling Fei also drew his own Long Sword.

With sword in hand, a sharp aura also began to emanate from Ling Fei.

He stared intently ahead.

"Ten Thousand Swords Slash!" Just as Ling Fei drew his Spirit Sword, Zhu Wei in front of him made his move. His gaze hardened, and he brought his Long Sword down.

SWISH!

The Long Sword slashed down, its light flashing and transforming into a hundred-zhang-long Giant Sword that descended upon him.

A fierce Sword Momentum enveloped the entire stage. The Sword Qi howled like a raging wind, tearing at the nearby Void.

Yet, from a distance, the sword shadows overlapped, looking like thousands of Giant Swords were slashing down. Such an attack, all happening in an instant, was enough to strike fear into one’s heart.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Slash! That’s the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff’s Cliff-Suppressing Swordsmanship! It’s said that if one grasps its essence, a single strike can truly unleash ten thousand slashes."

As the sword fell, a clamor immediately erupted from the audience below the stage.

"Although Zhu Wei’s sword hasn’t yet reached the point of ten thousand slashes, it’s still extremely powerful. Such a domineering attack is not something an ordinary person can block. Ling the Pill Master is only at the Celestial Pill Great Success Realm. Can he withstand such a powerful strike?" Amid the uproar, some people also worried for Ling Fei.

Because just moments ago, someone had sparred with a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff and was defeated by just such a domineering strike.

"Ten Thousand Swords Slash!" As the Long Sword fell, Ling Fei’s gaze also hardened. The powerful Sword Momentum made him feel the true strength of this attack.

’The Mystical of the Sword for this technique is to turn one strike into ten thousand. Though this Zhu Wei hasn’t reached that level, he’s still managed twenty-one consecutive slashes.’ Ling Fei’s Heart Spirit Sensing clearly perceived the attack’s formidable nature. ’Twenty-one slashes in an instant. With the momentum stacked like that, I can only imagine how powerful it is.’

While sensing the attack, Ling Fei’s mind raced, searching for the best way to counter it.

’If he wants to overwhelm me with momentum, then I’ll play his game.’ A flash went through Ling Fei’s eyes. With a slight shift of his feet, his Long Sword shot out.

Celestial River Fury!

SWISH, SWISH, SWISH!

The Long Sword in Ling Fei’s hand slashed forward violently.

The Long Sword fell, delivering nine consecutive slashes. With each one, the Sword Momentum was like a great river, crashing forward.

When the Sword River fell, it was like a furious, coiling dragon, erupting with a terrifying blow.

BANG!

In an instant, the Sword River collided with Zhu Wei’s Long Sword.

From below the stage, the crowd saw the light of Zhu Wei’s descending sword shadows dissipate one by one.

Then, a violent, giant wave from the Sword River surged toward him.

Zhu Wei’s expression changed, and he retreated again and again.

However, on the stage, Ling Fei moved like a bolt of lightning, directly breaking through the swirling Sword Essence and pressing his advantage against Zhu Wei.

WHOOSH!

With a single fist, he shattered the Sword Essence and appeared before Zhu Wei like a shooting star.

This punch was truly too fast—fast like a shooting star, making it impossible to block.

"Such a fast punch." Zhu Wei’s expression changed.

In his haste, he quickly swung his sword to defend.

BANG!

Ling Fei’s fist struck the body of the sword, creating a crisp sound.

Zhu Wei felt as if he had been struck by a mountain, or charged by a fierce tiger or giant dragon. His wrist trembled, the bones cracking, and the qi and blood in his body roiled.

Then, a surge of Extreme Cold Qi invaded his sword and entered his body. His meridians began to freeze over with an Ice Seal, and his Sword Essence felt as if it were solidifying.

"Cold Dao Mystical!" As the Cold Qi invaded, Zhu Wei’s face changed drastically.

The next moment, his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

PTUI!

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from Zhu Wei’s mouth, mixed with shards of ice.

When Zhu Wei landed, Ling Fei also stopped, about thirty feet away from him.

"This..." Seeing the scene before them, the Cultivators below the stage were all stunned.

"Zhu Wei lost?"

"How could he be so easily defeated? Wasn’t he said to be the second-ranked genius of the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, who had already reached the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm?" Seeing Zhu Wei land and spit blood, an uproar ensued. The Cultivators from the various sects looked on in astonishment. Even if Ling Fei was strong, Zhu Wei shouldn’t have been defeated so easily!

Even if his attack was blocked, Zhu Wei should still have had the strength to keep fighting!

But now, he had been sent flying by a single punch from Ling Fei.

"Could it be... he threw the fight?" Soon, a thought struck everyone, and they all turned to look at Zhu Wei and Ling Fei with strange expressions.

On the stage, Ling Fei stood with his sword in hand. His face was cold and severe, his entire presence as sharp as a blade’s edge.

At this moment, he was no longer an Alchemy Master, but a Martial Arts Powerhouse. The sharp edge in his eyes was completely unconcealed, inspiring awe and fear in those who saw him.

"Ling the Pill Master’s aura is certainly strong, but... why do I get the feeling that his current posture was all arranged with Zhu Wei beforehand?"

"Zhu Wei definitely threw the fight. That guy is shameless! To do this for an Elixir... he should have at least lasted a few more rounds before losing!"

"Yeah, he’s so unprofessional! Even if you’re going to throw a fight, you should at least make it look convincing!" One person after another looked at Zhu Wei with contempt.

"Sigh, what a pity. A Spirit Awakening Pill was just handed to that Zhu Wei." Some people sighed, wishing they could have gone on stage to fight Ling Fei themselves.

"Threw the fight?" On the stage, hearing these words, the fallen Zhu Wei nearly flew into a rage. ’Threw the fight? My ass!’

He felt incredibly wronged.

The strike just now was his Ten Thousand Swords Cliff’s famous Sword Technique. If one grasped its Mystical, its power was truly immense.

With his Cultivation at the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm, it should have been enough to crush Ling Fei, who was only at Celestial Pill Great Success.

But...

He looked inward at the state of his body, his lips pursed, on the verge of tears.

’The bones in my wrist are broken, and my organs took a bit of a shock, but they aren’t seriously injured. I can slowly expel this invading Cold Qi,’ Zhu Wei thought. ’But the broken wrist is already affecting my combat ability, and it will take time to get rid of the Cold Qi.’

In that case, his combat power would decrease by twenty percent.

In this situation, could he still win?

"How can this Ling Fei be so powerful? Wasn’t it said that his ability to defeat the geniuses of various sects was because he had complete control over a Profound Spirit Treasure?" Zhu Wei had a bitter expression on his face.

"Brother Zhu, do you still wish to fight?" As Zhu Wei was lost in thought, Ling Fei spoke calmly from across the stage.

After regulating his breathing, Zhu Wei got up. He looked at Ling Fei, hesitating in the face of his words.

Was there any point in continuing the fight?

He was starting to doubt himself.

Ling Fei’s strength had far exceeded his expectations.

"Fight! You have to fight! Otherwise, it’ll be too obvious you’re throwing it!" someone in the crowd jeered immediately.

"Right, you have to fight," voices of agreement chimed in.

When these voices reached his ears, Zhu Wei’s eyelid twitched. He screamed internally, ’Throwing the fight? You’re the one throwing the fight! Your whole family is throwing fights!’

He felt so wronged.

He clearly hadn’t thrown the fight, but now he was being misunderstood like this.

Most importantly, he hadn’t gotten the Spirit Awakening Pill!

"Fight! You have to fight!"

However, the crowd didn’t care how wronged he felt. They all thought he was getting that Spirit Awakening Pill far too easily.

No matter what, he should at least let Ling Fei beat him until he spat blood a few more times, right?

"I’ll try again!" Helpless, Zhu Wei looked up and said to Ling Fei.

Ling Fei said, "Use your strongest move!"

"Alright!" A flash went through Zhu Wei’s eyes, and his aura suddenly surged.

A powerful Sword Intent condensed around him.

Immediately, his entire body shot into the air. A terrifying sword light erupted from the area of his Dantian.

The sword light flickered, blooming like tangible, sharp swords. Each ray seemed capable of piercing the heavens. Such power could not be underestimated.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!" As he rose into the air, his low voice rang out.