Qin Feng's body was covered in dragon scales, and a fierce aura surged toward him. Even with the formation blocking him, he could still feel the terrifying pressure.
Chu Zhen had just blocked Qin Feng's strike when he felt the endless power on the blade erupting like a volcano, wave after wave.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The arena beneath Chu Zhen's feet cracked, and he was pushed backward, resulting in two deep trenches being plowed out of the arena.
Chu Zhen was both shocked and furious. His aura had actually been suppressed by Qin Feng, and in his carelessness, he missed the initiative.
"Boom!"
With a sharp shout, Chu Zhen's entire body erupted with energy and blood, divine light trembled behind him, and a strange phenomenon began to rise behind him.
"Chu Zhen has activated the first generation vision." Lu Mingxuan exclaimed.
"Boom!"
The ground beneath Chu Zhen's feet exploded, leaving ripples on the earth. He immediately stopped his retreat, lifted his foot, and kicked straight at Qin Feng's abdomen.
Qin Feng snorted coldly, thrusting his long blade forward, while retreating half a pace, easily dodging the kick.
"Oh no."
Bai Shishi and the others' faces changed dramatically.
"That's just a feint."
Luo Xue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
As Chu Zhen kicked that kick, countless runes lit up on his arm. His real killing move was in his hand, and that kick was merely to distract Qin Feng.
"Die!"
A ferocious smile suddenly appeared on Chu Zhen's face. His arms glowed, countless runes surged forward, and a tidal wave of power erupted from his palm in an instant.
Chu Zhen was a top expert of the Chu family, both in terms of personal strength and combat skills, he was extremely formidable.
In this kind of match, even though he was in a state of rage, he remained calm and didn't open up the entire vision, lest his opponent reveal his trump card.
Nevertheless, the force of this strike could destroy mountains and mountains; he was confident it could annihilate any powerhouse below the First Generation.
"Buzz"
But as he unleashed the power of his strike, Qin Feng's long blade instantly lit up, radiating a light like the sun. He was horrified to find that the power he had unleashed had been completely absorbed by that strike.
"Not good."
Chu Zhen had just sensed trouble. Qin Feng's long blade was deflected by Chu Zhen's power, but the blade traced a strange arc through the air, spinning like a circular lightning bolt, tearing through the void and slashing heavily at Chu Zhen's neck.
"Pfft"
Amid the splattering blood, Qin Feng's long blade shattered, shattering into countless fragments that shot through the air. His body spun seven or eight times in the air before landing on the ground, while only the handle remained in his hand.
People looked at Chu Zhen in shock, seeing divine patterns appear on his neck, forming a protective shield that protects his neck.
However, the shield was torn apart, blood spraying wildly from his neck, bone visible, and he nearly sliced it off by the long blade.
Luo Bing and the others gasped sharply. After their shock, they realized that Chu Zhen's feint had been noticed by Qin Feng, who had cleverly absorbed the opponent's power into the long blade and swung it back with a spinning force.
This was a classic case of using force against force—fighting fire with fire, using Chu Zhen's power to kill Chu Zhen.
Unfortunately, Qin Feng's weapon was of poor grade and couldn't withstand the terrifying impact. Without fully breaking through Chu Zhen's shield, it shattered. Otherwise, this strike could have severed Chu Zhen's head—just a hair's breadth away. What a pity.
While feeling sorry for Qin Feng, everyone was also deeply shocked by his methods. Such a brilliant calculation was truly terrifying.
Luo Xue couldn't help but look at Long Chen, who looked calm and didn't seem to feel regret.
Luo Xue found it hard to imagine how terrifying the entire Dragonblood Legion must be, if what Qin Feng said was true, and he was just an ordinary member of the Dragonblood Legion.
"You won."
Qin Feng shook his head, pinched the nameplate at his waist, and instantly teleported away, giving Chu Zhen no chance to strike again.
"What a shame, just a tiny bit missing. If I'd known, you should have gotten a better weapon." Bai Xiaole said somewhat indignantly. Qin Feng had lost because of his weapons, which made him feel very frustrated.
"In terms of strength, I'm far behind him. Losing is perfectly normal. He didn't want to reveal too much and preserved his strength, which is why I took advantage of him. Even if I kill him, it's not his true ability." Qin Feng smiled faintly, speaking indifferently.
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Luo Xue and the others secretly admired him. Qin Feng's magnanimity and spirit were truly admirable—this was what a true strong person looked like.
Long Chen nodded silently. Although Qin Feng had been away from the Dragonblood Legion for a long time, everything Qin Feng taught him had been firmly remembered, which made him very gratified.
Qin Feng's performance was very satisfying to him. The fundamental aspects hadn't changed, and the gap in realm was nothing at all. He could quickly make up for it.
Previously, he had high expectations for the Dragon Blood warriors, but now, after coming to Lingxiao Academy and comparing them, Qin Feng was vast, far stronger than Li Cai and the others—a world of difference.
Moreover, even though Qin Feng suffered great losses in both realm and weaponry, he still managed to achieve such a level. Though defeated, he was honorable; no one would look down on him.
In contrast, the victorious Chu Zhen had his neck nearly severed, his face dark and frightening. Although he had won, countless people cast astonished glances at him, making him furious.
Although the injury was nothing to him and would heal quickly, this battle had left him utterly humiliated.
"Not bad," Qin Feng returned to Long Chen's side, and Long Chen encouraged him.
"Actually, I could do better." Qin Feng pondered for a moment before speaking.
"No, you've done very well. Using dragonblood power to absorb the opponent's strength, you've already reached your limit.
The reason your weapon explodes is partly because it doesn't work, and partly because its power is fire-elemental energy, which easily hinders its transformation.
And what you lose the most is your realm. If you could also reach the Ninth Heaven, you had a ninety percent chance of killing him with that last strike.
None of this is nothing. What comforts me most is your state of mind—calm and steady, steady as a mountain. In fact, the moment the long blade shattered, you still had a chance to kill him.
But you gave up. Faced with such a huge temptation, you chose to retreat, and that's what makes me happiest. Long Chen said.
Praised by Long Chen, Qin Feng felt a bit embarrassed: "Boss, it seems that in the lower realm, in martial arts, you've never praised us before." "
"Maybe we're just too slow, and Third Brother feels a bit sentimental." Mu Qingyun smiled and said, through Qin Feng, she finally learned a name—Yue Zifeng. She knew he was the commander of the Fourth Legion of the Dragonblood Legion. Qin Feng's appearance had sparked their strong curiosity about the Dragonblood Legion.
Although Qin Feng was defeated, he didn't care at all, showing no sign of discouragement. Now, aside from Long Chen, Bai Xiaole admired Qin Feng the most.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, the nameplate at Bai Shishi's waist lit up, and everyone perked up: it was finally Bai Shishi's turn.
"Knock out that guy's two egg yolks." Lu Mingxuan cheered for Bai Shishi, but ended up receiving disdain from everyone.