Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1682: Chapter 1683: Ten Years Is Too Long, Seize the Day! (Second Update)

"Whoosh!"

A pitch-black long sword, as dark as ink, swiftly shot towards Gu Changfeng’s face in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Gu Changfeng felt a wave of annihilation, hurriedly wielding his sword to block it.

Clang!——

However, upon deflecting the attack, Gu Changfeng’s sword almost flew out of his hand, his palm splitting open, tingling with numbness.

"What... what swordsmanship is this?"

Gu Changfeng’s eyelids twitched fiercely; could Ling Feng actually be controlling three long swords simultaneously?

"Silent Annihilation Sky Star Flow."

Ling Feng’s expression didn’t change as he calmly spoke.

Since acquiring the Nihility Dual Blades from the Nihility Venerable Sage’s Tomb, he had hardly had the chance to showcase them. Now, encountering a sword dao expert like Gu Changfeng was the perfect opportunity for a duel of swords.

"Silent Annihilation Sky Star Flow, is it?"

Gu Changfeng’s face grew increasingly serious. Though he’d never heard of this swordsmanship before, he certainly experienced the powers of void annihilation firsthand.

"A truly exquisite Silent Annihilation Sky Star Flow."

Gu Changfeng shook his head with a bitter smile, involuntarily glancing towards Shi Haoxuan’s direction. From Ling Feng, he could sense the same calm composure he felt with Shi Haoxuan.

Perhaps this was the special demeanor that true experts possessed.

"New talents emerge with each generation. Junior Brother Ling, in ten years, this arena will be yours."

Gu Changfeng laughed heartily, flourishing his long sword and said loudly, "But today, defeating me won’t be so easy!"

The sword edge swayed, pointing directly at Ling Feng, Gu Changfeng’s cold eyes like lightning, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Ling Feng held the Ten Directions Annihilation, with the Nihility Dual Blades swirling around him. manipulating three swords effortlessly, his divine sense and elemental power far surpassing ordinary limits, enabling him to wield three Immortal Artifacts without difficulty.

Ling Feng stood arrogantly, his gaze fixed on Gu Changfeng, laughing heartily, "Ten years is too long; I, Ling Feng, always seize the day!"

"A splendid ten years is too long; seize the day!"

Gu Changfeng felt his blood boiling passionately; to have a fierce battle with a sword dao genius like Ling Feng, regardless of the outcome, was utterly satisfying.

Clang clang clang!

In the clash of swords, within an instant, dozens of strikes were exchanged, their speed nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.

Fifteen minutes!

Ten minutes!

...

These two swordsmanship prodigies held nothing back, purely engaging in swordplay. Below, the audience held their breath, afraid to blink, lest the decisive blow that distinguished victory be missed.

Clang!

The swords crossed, the two figures separated, landing at opposite corners of the arena.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Both were panting heavily, but compared, Ling Feng seemed slightly more composed. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

At this moment, who won or lost was already quite evident.

This outcome left everyone incredulous. Even though they knew Ling Feng was an extraordinary dark horse, no one expected him to be so formidable, defeating even Gu Changfeng!

Yee Changge clutched his fists hard, feeling deeply unsatisfied for not making it to the top ten. Yet now he understood, if not for the rules of the arena, he might not even be able to preserve his life.

Ling Feng’s strength continually redefined his understanding; this person was simply a monstrous talent.

The likes of Wang Qian and Lio Donglin were all deeply shaken by Ling Feng’s prowess. They realized the opponent they couldn’t defeat despite their utmost efforts had never truly taken them seriously in their bouts.

"Is his strength truly so formidable?"

A faint smile appeared on Zi Zhao Yan’s peerless face; with her Xuanxin Purple Eyes, she assessed Ling Feng’s power as possibly equalling Ye Ting. Initially, she couldn’t believe it, but until this moment, she began to accept that perhaps Ling Feng really was comparable to Ye Ting!

"Well done, Ling Feng! Junior Sister Biluo, you truly found a gem."

The Void Sky Palace Master Shen Guang couldn’t help but praise. His former direct disciple, the Unrivaled Young Emperor Qin Zusheng, paled in comparison to Ling Feng.

Biluo Saintess smiled faintly; in this Sunset Chosen event, East Spirit Immortal Pond had five disciples ascend to the top ten, and among them, Ling Feng and Yeu Linglong, both from Earth Spirit Hall, were truly making waves, greatly enhancing its reputation.

Their prominence even surpassed the Three Great Divine Palaces!

On the arena.

"Junior Brother’s swordsmanship is exceptional, and his Slaughter Sword Intent entirely suppresses my Wind-Cut Sword Intent. If this battle continues, I have no chance."

Gu Changfeng shook his head. From Ling Feng, he felt a deep-seated sense of powerlessness once more.

That feeling was like no matter how much he improved or exploded with power, Ling Feng was always slightly stronger, and just that slight difference left him with no advantage despite using all his strength.

He severely suspected that even now, Ling Feng was still holding back considerable strength!

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng felt helpless, shaking his head slowly, "Junior Brother Ling, I concede!"

He had realized the gap between himself and Ling Feng; continuing was meaningless.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Ling Feng cupped his hands respectfully towards Gu Changfeng. Behind them, the Luck Dragon floated up. Gu Changfeng’s Luck Dragon had accumulated to eighteen zhang long, and considering they were fellow disciples, Ling Feng felt reluctant to plunder, letting his Luck Dragon circle around Gu Changfeng before returning, without seizing any of his Qi Fortune.

Gu Changfeng looked at Ling Feng with a peculiar expression, pondered for a moment, then clasped his fists towards Ling Feng, "Thank you, Junior Brother Ling. I am eager to see how far you will go."

Ling Feng smiled serenely, not responding.

However, from beginning to end, his eyes only saw the champion’s throne!

"Ling Feng, is it? Interesting, I look forward to a duel with you!"

In the preparatory area, Ao Jue from Yunluo Sacred Land didn’t hide his battle readiness.

Ling Feng maintained his composure, his face calm as the wind and clouds, nodding, "Looking forward to the duel!"

"Hmm!"

Ye Ting’s eyes flashed with contempt; this era’s absolute prodigy should only be one, and that was him, Ye Ting.

Ling Feng?

Nothing more than a passing storm!

Ling Feng touched his nose, noticing the disdain in Ye Ting’s eyes, his expression unmoved.

Strength or weakness will be answered by his fists when they duel.

After another hour of rest, the Puppet Referee heartlessly announced the fourth battle: "Gongsun Long versus Gu Changfeng!"

The crowd felt somewhat speechless; out of all four matches, Gongsun Long had already been made to fight three times in a row. Did this puppet have a vendetta against Gongsun Long?

Of course, this was unlikely, and it seemed Gongsun Long’s luck really wasn’t favorable.

Having lost two consecutive matches, Gongsun Long now desperately needed a victory to prove his strength, yet unfortunately, Gu Changfeng wasn’t a weak opponent.

Though he lost to Ling Feng, it was mainly because Ling Feng’s Slaughter Sword Intent heavily suppressed his sword dao accomplishment, or he might not have conceded so easily.

The two mighty individuals stepped onto the stage, exchanged courteous bows, then spoke no more, each executing their ultimate skills, aiming for a swift resolution.