Seven days passed in a flash. Early that morning, the Feng family had already arrived at the city gate to wait.
It wasn't until several figures dressed in Qingchen Sect uniforms came into view that everyone, led by Feng Changgeng, knelt down.
"The entire Feng family! We respectfully welcome Elder Lu!"
"..."
At noon, almost all the prominent families in Luofeng City had gathered at the Ye family's Martial Arts Practice Field, just to witness the prowess of the Qingchen Sect's experts.
In the very center of the Martial Arts Practice Field sat a white-haired old man, flanked by two Yuqi Realm disciples of the sect.
This was Lu Qing, the Qingchen Sect Elder who had descended upon Luofeng City this time, a peak Golden Body Realm master.
On his sides were experts from various prominent families of Luofeng City, such as the Ye family, Lin family, and Zhou family.
At this moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on Feng Mo on the arena.
A Heaven-grade fire spiritual pulse, breaking through to the Yuqi Realm at only sixteen years old, attracting a heaven and earth anomaly, and gaining the favor of the Qingchen Sect Elder.
Each of these points was proof of a prodigy!
"Tsk tsk... As expected of a Heaven-grade spiritual pulse. At only sixteen, he has already reached a height we can never achieve in our lifetime!"
"Heh heh, what the Qingchen Sect truly values is not just the Heaven-grade spiritual pulse, but the heaven and earth anomaly! Such a genius has never appeared in Luofeng City before!"
"Looking at this setup, it's even grander than when Miss Lin of the Lin family joined the Qingchen Sect last year, isn't it? With such a monstrous talent, from now on, the Feng family will likely dominate Luofeng City!"
"..."
Listening to the discussions from below, Feng Mo wore a faint smile, arrogant and disdainful.
He had once looked up to Feng Wuchen and Lin Wan in the same way!
Yet, he never expected that one day, he too would bask in such glory.
What Feng Wuchen? What Lin Wan?
What if he was a sword cultivator? What if he had dual lightning and fire spiritual pulse?
In front of a peerless genius like him, who had attracted a heaven and earth anomaly, all prodigies were no longer prodigies; they would only become his stepping stones.
Today, he would step on Feng Wuchen's corpse and become famous in one battle!
However, as time passed, a hint of impatience appeared on Feng Mo's face on the stage, and the crowd below also began to murmur.
It was clearly the day of the duel, yet Feng Wuchen had still not shown up.
"What's going on? Could that good-for-nothing know he's no match for my son and is afraid to come?" Feng Changyun sneered.
"That's not impossible! A sword cultivator who claims never to retreat? Is that all there is to it?" Feng Changgeng let out a cold laugh: "There's still a quarter of an hour until noon. If Feng Wuchen still doesn't show up by then, we'll consider him to have conceded!"
Upon hearing this, a wave of disappointment spread through the crowd.
"Feng Wuchen isn't really scared stiff and afraid to come, is he? To back down before even fighting, isn't that too shameful?"
"Shameful? That's a small matter. The one standing on the stage is the strongest genius Luofeng City has ever seen. Fighting him means losing your life!"
Looking in the direction of that small courtyard, Feng Mo secretly clenched his fists.
He felt no joy upon learning that Feng Wuchen might not come.
Because if that were the case, all his preparations would have been in vain.
He was unwilling!
He wanted to punch that good-for-nothing to death in front of everyone, proving that he was the strongest genius!
...
At the same time, in that dilapidated small courtyard, Feng Wuchen and Yue Qingyin were fighting fiercely.
"Boom!"
Yue Qingyin struck out with her sword, and a powerful force instantly erupted, sending Feng Wuchen flying several feet away.
Feng Wuchen propped himself up with the Burning Sun Sword, while simultaneously digesting everything he had gained from the battle.
As the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower within him trembled, all the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy converged towards his Dantian, and in an instant, he had broken through again.
"Ninth level of the Xiantian Realm!"
Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Yue Qingyin's proud, beautiful eyes.
Over these seven days, she had initially suppressed her cultivation to the fifth level of Xiantian to spar with Feng Wuchen.
Who knew this fellow would grow stronger with each battle, and continuously break through during their fights, until today, she already needed Yuqi Realm strength to gain an upper hand against him.
A cultivation technique that could be broken through by continuous fighting was something she had never heard of or seen before.
"Aren't you afraid of an unstable realm and the growth of inner demons if you advance so quickly?"
Feng Wuchen smiled without speaking. After these days of cultivation, he had already understood why that middle-aged man would seek a reincarnated person to inherit the Lu Tian Sword Art.
Presumably, the speed of improvement with this method was truly terrifying, and only his Celestial Venerable Realm state of mind from his previous life could ensure no inner demons would arise, right?
"You've asked too much!"
Seeing that Feng Wuchen was unwilling to disclose, Yue Qingyin wisely stopped asking, then put away her long sword.
"Time is almost up, let's go to the Martial Arts Practice Field."
"Mm..."
"Brother!"
Just as the two were about to turn, Feng Ning suddenly called out to him.
Feng Wuchen turned around and forced a smile at Feng Ning: "What is it, Ning'er?"
After several days of getting along, he had grown increasingly fond of this sensible and adorable younger sister.
Feng Ning's eyes were a little nervous, and she kept biting her red lips.
"I... I want to go with big brother!"
"What are you going for? Be a good girl and wait for big brother here, I'll be back soon."
"I don't want to!" Feng Ning's voice gradually began to tremble: "I'm scared... I'm scared big brother will leave me alone again."
Looking at Feng Ning's watery big eyes, a ripple stirred in Feng Wuchen's usually calm heart.
He sighed, walked up to Feng Ning, and crouched down: "Come on up!"
"Okay!"
Only then did Feng Ning smile, resting her small face against Feng Wuchen's back, feeling incredibly safe.
Seeing this, Yue Qingyin's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.
This young man was so cold to everyone else, but he gave his only tenderness to his younger sister?
...
On the arena, with time almost up, just as everyone thought Feng Wuchen would never come, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.
"Feng Wuchen is here!"
Following the sound, everyone turned their heads in unison.
They saw Feng Wuchen on the path leading to the small courtyard, carrying a little girl on his back, leisurely chatting and laughing all the way.
At this moment, everyone was stunned, and the entire Martial Arts Practice Field fell silent.
In such a grand setting, this guy was not only late, but also so casual. Did he think the martial arts competition was a stroll in the park?
Seeing this, Feng Mo's expression on the stage instantly turned extremely grim.
At this moment, his hatred for Feng Wuchen was almost overflowing from his eyes, and his voice came out word by word through gritted teeth: "What do you take our duel for?"
Feng Wuchen did not immediately respond to him, but instead dotingly stroked Feng Ning's small head and handed her over to Yue Qingyin.
"Miss Yue, please take good care of my sister!"
"I will!"
Only then did Feng Wuchen turn his head, look around, and then at Feng Mo.
"What do I take it for? Just stepping on an ant by the roadside, and casually throwing away garbage in my hand... Is there a need to make it so grand?"
"Boom!"
As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar, and everyone stared at Feng Wuchen with eyes like he was a monster.
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
To compare Feng Mo, who had awakened a Heaven-grade spiritual pulse and attracted a heaven and earth anomaly, to an ant and garbage!
In this world, besides Feng Wuchen, there was no second person who would dare!
"Is he looking for death?"
"Provoking such a genius, tsk tsk... He really thinks his life is too long!"
On the arena, Feng Mo's expression gradually became ferocious: "Good... You've successfully angered me!"
"And then?"
Feng Wuchen remained calm and composed, further fueling Feng Mo's rage.
"I want to challenge you to a life-and-death duel, do you dare to accept?"
Life-and-death duel!
Immediately, the atmosphere in the arena completely boiled over.
A life-and-death duel, as the name suggests, is a duel where lives are wagered. Once accepted, there is no conceding; it must end with one party's death.
Feng Wuchen's gaze sharpened: "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, but you, you good-for-nothing! Do you dare to accept?"
"Since you're looking for death, then I'll grant your wish. I accept your challenge!" With that, Feng Wuchen leaped gracefully onto the arena.
"Good! Then die!"
As he spoke, Feng Mo's body transformed into a gust of wind. Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and in the next instant, he had already appeared in front of Feng Wuchen.
"So fast!"
"The speed of the Yuqi Realm is indeed vastly different from the Xiantian Realm."
"At such a close distance, that kid definitely can't dodge! I didn't expect him to lose on the first move... Tsk tsk!"
