C273 He Was Going to Win
C273 He Was Going to Win
The wind rises and the clouds surge. Facing this saber strike, the surrounding people immediately let out a cry of alarm.
Seeing Ye Feng's actions, the cry of surprise was instantly magnified.
What did Ye Feng want to do?
Could it be that he wanted to face the infamous Iron-Blood Saber Intent head-on?
Just at that moment, Ye Feng already gave his answer.
"Boom!"
With a shake of the longblade, the flood dragon dissolved from the high temperature. It was as if a rain of blood had rained down on the scene.
After ripping apart the blood dragon, the two sabers of different shapes and sizes collided with each other without the slightest trace of fancy.
The blade intent was instantly destroyed.
Ye Feng used the fire attribute to dissolve his enemy's Iron-blood Saber Intent. The imposing aura he emitted was like that of a god descending to the mortal world.
Tia Changkong's was extremely terrified in his heart. He never thought that even though Ye Feng's slash seemed simple, it actually contained such a powerful might.
With his robust physical strength, bizarre Martial Vein power, and the explosion of his Fire Essence, the perfect fusion of the three powers made him feel as if he was unable to resist.
At this moment, he finally understood how powerful Ye Feng was.
It was not because the opponent that Ye Feng had met was too weak, but because although this person was only at the first stage of the Innate Realm, his true strength was not inferior to that of an ordinary warrior at the seventh or eighth stage of the Innate Realm.
That was why his own cousin Tia Hualoong's Dantian had been destroyed with a single punch, and why the opponents participating in the Challenge Competition had been so easily and thoroughly defeated.
He didn't have much time to think about it.
The heavy sword carried the high temperature of the flames, and after breaking through the barrier of the blade's energy, it struck straight towards Tia Changkong's chest.
Tia Changkong no longer had any room to respond. In that moment of life and death, he could only force himself to retreat, and rush towards the back of the stage.
However, because of this, his momentum had weakened and he was now in a passive situation where he was being beaten. It would not be easy to regain the upper hand.
"Clang!"
The two blades clashed once again, producing a crisp metallic sound.
The fierce impact caused Tia Changkong to grind his teeth and retreat once again.
His steps had even reached the edge of the arena.
"What?" Using strength to break through the three moves of the Iron King activated by Tia Changkong's Iron-Blood Saber Intent? "
"Now that Tia Changkong has been forced to retreat to such a state, he has already reached the edge of the platform. He has nowhere to retreat to."
"This... It is truly unbelievable, to be able to do it this way even without using a martial skill. If I were to use a high level martial skill that only elite disciples have, how would Tia Changkong have any chance of winning? "
To most of the people below the platform, whether it was Tia Changkong or the others, they were both experts from the Martial House, giving them an unfathomable feeling.
Tia Changkong's late stage Innate Seventh Level cultivation could be counted on one hand among the three levels of Inner Mansion, and it was said that he would be released to command one of them next year at the latest.
His strength was enough to crush most of the people present.
As for Ye Feng, his reputation rose exponentially. I heard that he was originally a new student who just entered the Martial House this time, but somehow, he actually got the attention of the Palace Chief and became the Eleventh Elite.
In the previous rounds, the two had easily defeated their opponents and entered the fray.
Actually, everyone knew that in the previous rounds of the competition, the two had not used their full strength. This was the reason why such an exciting battle had erupted in this strong battle.
Originally, they had imagined that Ye Feng had already reached the end and was about to be eliminated by Tia Changkong in this round.
However, he never expected that after several intense battles, Tia Changkong, whose cultivation was far higher than Ye Feng's, whom everyone had their eyes on, would actually be completely suppressed by Ye Feng and fall into a disadvantageous position.
At this moment, one could imagine the disappointment in the hearts of everyone present, especially Mo Yixiao and the others who harbored hatred towards Ye Feng.
"Tia Hualoong, your brother seems to be in danger. With just a casual slash, that Ye Feng managed to break your brother's Iron Blood Saber Intent? "How is this possible? Could it be that he also comprehended Concepts?"
Mo Yixiao said, flustered and exasperated.
Tia Hualoong focused on the two people on the stage, his pair of gloomy triangular eyes filled with venom: "There's still a chance, my brother's strongest move was not unleashed, if he uses the strongest move of the three moves of Iron King, this Ye Feng, would definitely not be his match."
"Is that so …"
"…"
At the side of the stage, Tia Hualoong could only continue to dodge Ye Feng's attacks, but he was soon left with no place to retreat to.
"Ye Feng, you are strong, but do you think you can beat me just like that?
As he spoke, a pure-like blade light suddenly exploded, and even the sturdy battle stage beneath his feet was stomped down by the air waves produced by Tia Changkong.
"Iron King's Three Styles — God Slayer!"
Rumble …
Tia Changkong bit his tongue, and a mouthful of Blood Essence appeared to burn on his tongue. At the same time, a red vortex appeared on the blade of the long blade in his hand, instantly absorbing the Blood Essence that spat out.
Instantly, the blade intent condensed into reality, and its power was several times stronger than the first slash.
Facing such a ferocious slash, even Ye Feng was slightly shocked in his heart.
Looks like this fellow is really going to put his life on the line.
"The power of this strike is stronger than before. If I were to use Strength of Artistic Conception, I would be able to defeat him head on. It was just that even if he defeated Tia Changkong, he would still need to fight in a few rounds, and the opponents he would meet would be even stronger. Thus, this time, we cannot rashly use the power of our Concepts. "
Ye Feng calculated step by step in his mind.
It wasn't that he couldn't block this blade, but he could only use his Intent Domain to block it. Ye Feng had to keep the Strength of Artistic Conception safe against the powerhouses after the battle.
Seeing the surging waves of blood rushing towards him, the strong saber Qi was like a flood that had stopped flowing. Facing the overwhelming saber Qi, he had an idea.
He had to temporarily avoid the blade attack.
Tia Changkong's progress in the Concept had surpassed Ye Feng's. If Ye Feng could only use the Concept once in a short period of time, Tia Changkong could barely use it two or three times.
However, it couldn't be more than three times.
As long as he could avoid these strong attacks, without the support of the Concept, Ye Feng would definitely be able to defeat Tia Changkong.
With that thought, he took a step forward and activated Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement, retreating quickly.
Never procrastinate.
Rumble …
An attack containing incredible power came slashing down. It could even be said that it swept across the entire arena.
However, although the blade intent was sharp, how could it deal with Ye Feng? The blade swept out, and did not even touch a hair on Ye Feng's body.
Of course, Tia Changkong's violent and fierce blade intent had also forced Ye Feng to the other side of the stage, but to the spectators, Ye Feng had been forced to retreat, as if he felt that the outcome of the battle had been reversed.
"Haha." I said that my brother would definitely cripple this kid in this challenge. Look, one slash caused Ye Feng to look miserable. "This is only a single slash …"
Tia Hualoong shouted in joy.