Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Ning Hao's anger was instantly ignited. His forehead pulsed with veins as he glared at Lin Chen, speaking viciously:

"Fine! Very well, Lin Chen! I originally didn't plan on killing you, but now, today you are sure to die! Even if you die, I won't let you die peacefully; I'll slowly torture you, let you know the cost of provoking me!"

Being threatened like this, even Lin Chen's usually firm resolve was stirred, and he said:

"Heh, what a noisy waste! All you do is talk big!"

Ning Hao raged, saying:

"Lin Chen! Last time was just me being careless! I refuse to believe you, a boy from an inferior plane, can take out anything to contend with me!"

"Hmph, to deal with you, I don't need any other means!"

"Alright, then just try!"

With that said, Ning Hao couldn't restrain his fury any longer and suddenly stepped forward, unleashing the full aura of a fourth-rank Divine Artist!

Feng Shichang, standing to the side, glanced at Lin Chen and said in a low voice:

"Ning Hao, be careful!"

"Brother Shichang, don't worry. Last time was just an accidental slip-up; this time I'm sure to make this kid look bad!"

As soon as his voice fell, Ning Hao's palm moved, retrieving a long knife from his Storage Ring, pointing its tip directly at Lin Chen.

In an instant, his whole aura escalated, his body packed with Divine Essence, radiating increasingly intense heat.

This was precisely the Divine Art of the Sunlight Sect, the Sunlight Art, capable of radiating the Divine Essence inside like sunshine, releasing scorching aura after aura.

At this moment, the long knife in Ning Hao's hand was imbued with a crimson Divine Essence aura, as if entwined with flames, clearly powerful on sight.

Ning Hao looked at Lin Chen, suddenly growled, and the red glow on the knife erupted abruptly; in an instant, he leapt up high like an eagle diving toward Lin Chen:

Sunlight Knife Technique!

Before the knife reached, an intense heat wave had already hit, fluttering Lin Chen's clothing.

"Die, brat!"

Ning Hao grinned maliciously, seemingly seeing Lin Chen's horrified expression in advance.

Lin Chen, however, was calm and collected. He could tell that Ning Hao was using all his strength this time, far more formidable than the palm strike during their previous scuffle at the Treasure Pavilion.

Lin Chen squinted slightly, then moved his palm, and the Tianyan Ancient Sword appeared in his hand. Without any additional movements, the restrained aura within him surged instantly, revealing the peak aura of a fourth-rank Divine Artist.

"Hm? It's actually a fourth-rank Divine Artist! But this doesn't change your fate today!"

Seeing Lin Chen's cultivation was even higher than his own, Ning Hao felt intense jealousy, and the aura of the knife in his hand increased even further.

Lin Chen's aura sank slightly, and suddenly, waves of dark golden Sword Qi exploded forth, surrounded by a multicolored halo. If observed closely, it turned out the halo was compressed flames!

Compressed to that state, one could imagine the terrifying high temperature inside! But the might of the flame wasn't the most formidable; the seemingly simple strike from Lin Chen contained a terrifyingly indomitable Sword Qi!

Without showcasing any divine skill, just before the two's weapons were about to clash, Lin Chen's Divine Essence erupted once again, sending out an invisible pulse, as if a gentle breeze suddenly turned into a storm, instantly boosting the power of the dark golden Sword Qi on the Tianyan Ancient Sword!

Standing to the side, Feng Shichang initially looked calm, but upon sensing Lin Chen's sudden surge of Sword Qi Divine Essence, his expression changed unexpectedly:

"Not good, Ning Hao is in danger!"

By this time Lin Chen's Tianyan Ancient Sword had already swept out, Ning Hao also roared, slashing fiercely, but at this moment, Ning Hao suddenly felt an overwhelmingly powerful force from the Tianyan Ancient Sword, instantly the mighty Sword Qi exploded, sending his long knife flying forcefully, his wrist went limp, and the long knife fell aside.

"What!?"

Wang Li was horrified; his strongest technique was shattered in an instant by Lin Chen's mere confrontation—a complete crush!

"This is impossible!"

At this moment, even though the dark golden Sword Qi dimmed slightly after countering Ning Hao's attack, its might remained undiminished, shooting towards a pale-faced Ning Hao!

"Clang!"

Just as Ning Hao thought his death was certain and had closed his eyes, a figure abruptly appeared before him, bursting forth with tremendous aura, blocking all the scattered Sword Qi.

Feng Shichang intervened!

Feng Shichang frowned, vigorously shook his wrist to dissipate the force, then turned to Ning Hao and said:

"This Lin Chen is too strong; you can't contend with him. Let me handle it!"

Ning Hao had regained his senses by now, gazing at Lin Chen with venomous unwillingness, but quickly stepped aside, leaving Feng Shichang and Lin Chen facing off in mid-air.

Feng Shichang looked at Lin Chen, who appeared calm, his brow furrowing:

"You're Lin Chen, right? Have you mastered Sword Intent?"

In the clash between Ning Hao and Lin Chen earlier, Feng Shichang sharply sensed the peculiarity within Lin Chen's Sword Qi; Divine Essence fused with Sword Qi, and his sword stroke came forth like a sudden tempest, possessing a unique flair, and the formidable power was observably real. Even a simplistic strike, just residual Sword Qi, made Feng Shichang's palm tingle slightly.

All of this pointed to one thing: Lin Chen mastered Sword Intent!

However, it was slightly different from the documented Sword Intent. Lin Chen's attack still mixed some Sword Qi and somewhat scattered Divine Essence, unable to freely convert his Divine Essence into Sword Qi to amplify combat strength, so Feng Shichang wasn't totally sure, leading to his inquiry.

Lin Chen heard this and felt somewhat puzzled himself. He had merely grasped a trace of mystery from the raging winds of Lin Hai that day, yet he wasn't completely clear about his state. But he lacked patience to explain more to Feng Shichang.

"Hmph, if you want to fight, fight. Why so much nonsense? If you're afraid, then step aside; don't block my path!"

Feng Shichang was also displeased, coldly snorting and saying:

"Brat, don't think you've beaten Ning Hao so you can be arrogant. You should know the gap between a sixth-rank Divine Artist and a fourth-rank isn't something your half-baked Swordsmanship can bridge!"

"Oh, then I would really like to see if you have the skill. Sixth-rank Divine Artist, don't let me down!"