Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

With a single sword thrust, Ning Hao couldn't withstand the force and actually stepped back. He cast a startled glance at Lin Chen, then fiercely lunged at him again, engaging in battle with Lin Chen.

However, Lin Chen wasn't using all of his energy power. Relying solely on swordsmanship and his formidable physical strength, he could contend evenly with Ning Hao, indicating some difference in their strengths.

The two occasionally leaped into the air, flashing and maneuvering as they exchanged dozens of moves.

Ning Hao seized the moment when Lin Chen's old strength had waned and new strength had not yet arisen, slashing toward his waist. The speed was so fast that it created a piercing sound in the air.

Seeing this, Lin Chen gave a cold snort. Instantly, a sliver of seven-colored radiance emanated from the Tianyan Ancient Sword, but Ning Hao didn't notice at all. The next moment, their weapons collided heavily.

"Crack!"

As soon as they made contact, Ning Hao immediately felt a strong force coming his way. Failing to harness it, he intended to withdraw and attack again when suddenly a scalding, powerful energy surged from the blade, traveling up his arm to his body. He was instantly shaken, sliding a long distance with his short sword embedded in the ground before finally stabilizing himself.

At this moment, his gaze towards Lin Chen was no longer disdainful but filled with disbelief.

"How is it possible? How could your energy be so strong?"

"Hmph, it's not that I'm strong, but that you're too weak!"

Lin Chen felt somewhat disappointed. Ning Hao's movement technique, combat skills, and cultivation technique were all superior, yet his combat effectiveness was not high, failing to fully demonstrate his potential strength.

Ning Hao saw the look of disappointment and disdain on Lin Chen's face and immediately felt furious. When had someone as proud as him ever been treated this way?

He immediately got up, took a deep breath to calm his wildly fluctuating energy, and then said:

"You're merely relying on some tricks and brute force. To defeat you, I only need one move!"

"Heh, haven't you already used enough moves?"

Surprisingly, Ning Hao had no intention of rebuking. He just watched Lin Chen coldly, seemingly adjusting his state.

Finally, at a certain moment, his gaze became extremely fierce again. He placed the short knife in front of his chest, holding it with one hand while his other hand's fingers rapidly formed complex and mysterious hand seals. As the seals gradually took shape, an immensely intense wave began to spread.

Lin Chen slightly furrowed his brows:

"Hmm, this wave seems like a combat skill but also different."

Lin Chen didn't wait long before Ning Hao completed his move.

At this point, his short knife was covered in a crimson light, flowing like terrifyingly hot magma.

Executing this move was apparently quite exhausting for him. His face was pale, but his eyes were intensely staring at Lin Chen, sneering as he spoke:

"Heh heh, inferior realm bumpkin, try this move, The Yellow Grade Divine Skill, Flame Slash!"

"Hmm? Yellow Grade Divine Skill? What are divine skills?"

Before Lin Chen had time to ponder, the short knife in Ning Hao's hand suddenly erupted in a crimson blaze, transforming into a stream of fire slashing towards him!

"The power is not weak, several times stronger than the initial Flame Strike!"

Feeling the extreme heat from it, Lin Chen quickly made a judgment in his mind:

"It's time to go all out!"

Without further ado, he gripped the Tianyan Ancient Sword tightly once more, holding it before his eyes. Immediately, multicolored flames emerged on the blade, their numbers increasing rapidly until they covered the whole Tianyan Ancient Sword, the flowing vibrant flames making it as dazzling as a work of art.

At that moment, Ning Hao's attack was upon him. Lin Chen gripped the sword hilt with both hands, slashing fiercely, and a rainbow-colored flame swept forth, colliding with the crimson light in mid-air.

Without a deafening explosion, the different colored flames melded, creating a "sizzling" sound, and their silent struggle was even more perilous!

However, Lin Chen's attack had the upper hand, and the rainbow flames gradually began to overwhelm the red magma, showing signs of a complete counterattack.

Seeing this, Ning Hao yelled loudly, and the short knife again blossomed with dazzling red light, slashing towards Lin Chen. Sensing the pressure, Lin Chen, too, held nothing back, unleashing all his internal energy. The rainbow flames flared as if they had been nourished, finally shattering Ning Hao's attack. Ning Hao was sent flying, landing heavily on the platform.

The whole plaza fell silent instantly.

"Isn't Lin Chen too strong? That was a divine skill, even if it was low-grade."

"Tsk tsk, to defeat a same-rank opponent using divine skills with just his own attack, Lin Chen's power is indeed formidable!"

"Divine skills, far surpassing combat skills by countless measures, are skills that only the strongest from superior realms can pass down to their juniors."

Unaware of the crowd's discussions, Lin Chen held the Tianyan Ancient Sword, placing it against Ning Hao's neck.

"Hey, are you going down yourself, or should I throw you off?"

Ning Hao was as pale as a piece of paper. His power was insufficient to fully wield the divine skill, only showcasing a tenth or so of its effectiveness, which was already enough to make him proud. Yet, he still lost to Lin Chen.

He cast a venomous look at Lin Chen without speaking, braced himself with the short sword, and barely stood up, leaping down beside Li Feng, who reached out to support him immediately.

Li Feng frowned as he looked at Ning Hao, saying blandly:

"Being able to accomplish this with a high-level Yellow Grade Divine Skill is quite impressive. Rest well, and return to the sect with me later!"

Lin Chen, watching not far away where Ning Hao was being cared for, had complex thoughts and felt a bit regretful.

This Ning Hao had now become a mortal enemy for him, and his master Li Feng didn't care for him either. If there were an opportunity, he would like to get rid of Ning Hao to eliminate future troubles. However, as Murong Fu's earlier words forbade malicious killing, even though defeating the opponent, Lin Chen wasn't arrogant enough to confront a Divine King-level expert.

After defeating Ning Hao, Lin Chen returned to his place in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, when a voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

"Haha, boy, well done. I enjoy seeing Li Feng unhappy!"

Lin Chen was startled initially, but he soon realized it was Elder Sword Bone communicating with him.

He couldn't help but smile faintly. This Elder Sword Bone, like an old kid, was quite amusing indeed. Following him to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion was definitely the right choice!