The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 921: Flame Shatters Ice

Below the platform, two elderly men stood among the crowd. One missing an arm, the other a leg, both cloaked in black robes, their eyes gleaming with intense focus.

"Haha, that boy's Devouring Flame has reached such power! That aura is unmistakably my Cangming Earth's Core Flame!"

The old man leaning on crutches burst into hearty laughter.

"Hmph, as if my Southern Bright Flame is inferior?" The one-armed elder stood tall with pride. "To think he's already fused the fire control techniques of the Southern Bright Flames Art with swordsmanship in such a short time. This boy is truly a sword dao genius!"

These two were none other than Sword Maniac and Pill Devil, the reclusive masters who dwelled in Flame Valley.

Who could have imagined that what they considered a "children's skirmish" would draw these legendary figures from seclusion?

Nearby spectators, unaware of their true identities, gave the two crippled old men odd looks as they talked about things like "Southern Bright Flames" and "Cangming Earth's Core Flame." To the crowd, they were just a couple of delusional old geezers talking nonsense.

If they're truly so remarkable, why aren't they seated in the VIP section instead of standing among the common crowd?

Sigh, even watching a match has become an occasion for empty boasts these days. How times have changed!

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As ice and fire clashed violently, Yan Jinghong's eyes widened in disbelief. His Ice Emperor's elemental qi was actually melting under Ling Feng's flames.

"Fall!"

Ling Feng's voice cut cold as he raised his sword high. A power infused with the will of heaven and earth surged forth.

"Scorching—Sky Blaze!"

A tsunami of fire erupted around Ling Feng. Fueled by the Five Element Ring, all his elemental qi converted instantly to fire attribute elemental qi. The inferno swelled violently, its towering flames threatening to reduce the entire arena to ashes.

Yan Jinghong had once effortlessly neutralized Ling Feng's Heaven-Slaying Sword Art when Ling Feng was far weaker. But times had changed.

The tyrannical sword qi, wreathed in flames, tore through space itself. Yan Jinghong could only watch helplessly as his Ice Emperor's Domain began crumbling.

Impossible!

Yan Jinghong's face darkened. Though he refused to believe it, the truth was undeniable. Ling Feng had surpassed him.

"No! I won't accept this!"

Roaring in fury, Yan Jinghong re-summoned his Ice Emperor spiritual manifestation. The temperature plummeted as massive ice spears coalesced from the frozen storm, charging at Ling Feng like enraged jiao dragons.

"Die!"

Veins bulged across Yan Jinghong's bloodshot eyes. He couldn't endure that an ant he once could crush without thought had now overtaken him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ice met fire. Blue clashed with red.

Within the inferno, Ling Feng's indomitable sword qi seemed capable of splitting the heavens. The roaring ice dragon shattered instantly under its onslaught.

"That's bad!"

Xuanyuan Pozhen's pupils contracted. He recognized Yan Jinghong's impending defeat.

But on this stage, Yan Jinghong could not afford to lose!

Boom!

Xuanyuan Pozhen kicked off the ground, his golden greatsword erupting with blinding radiance as he swung to intercept Ling Feng's attack.

"Your opponent is me!"

Li Bufan moved like thunder. Activating Wind and Thunder Transformation, he became a living lightning bolt, intercepting Xuanyuan Pozhen's strike with his own blade.

The impact sent Li Bufan flying back, his hands numb from the recoil. Xuanyuan Pozhen's strength was terrifying indeed.

"You dare block me?"

Xuanyuan Pozhen bellowed. Though he repelled Li Bufan, the delay cost him his chance to intervene fully. freёweɓnovel_com

"Shit!"

With no other option, Xuanyuan Pozhen hurled his sword to deflect part of Ling Feng's attack. But the remaining force of Scorching Sky Blaze still slammed into Yan Jinghong's chest.

Bang!

Blood and flesh sprayed as Yan Jinghong was blasted backward, coughing up a mouthful of blood before crashing into the Royal Sword Team's offensive-defensive zone.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Staggering over a dozen steps, Yan Jinghong stared blankly ahead, his mind struggling to process reality.

How can he be this strong?

Though he had narrowly escaped with his life, Yan Jinghong had been completely stunned by Ling Feng. His legs were even trembling slightly.

"M-My goodness!"

The audience collectively gasped.

Yan Jinghong lost to Ling Feng!

The prodigy known as the Empire Legend, synonymous with invincibility since his debut, had been defeated on the Tianwei Square before the Golden Hall!

Another peerless genius had risen to claim his throne.

The crowd erupted. Some trembled with excitement, others roared until hoarse.

"Brother Feng! You did it!"

"Haha, that's our boss!"

In the Tianwei Academy camp, Wang Yishan, Ouyang Jing and others waved their fists wildly. Ling Feng's victory alone would shake the imperial capital and the entire Tianbai Empire!

From this day forth, the title of the empire's number one monster and undefeated legend would change hands!

"Hahaha, I taught this kid! I taught him!"

Leng Jianfeng, completely overwhelmed with excitement, threw himself at the nearby mentor with hugs and kisses, paying no attention to his image. He nearly got tossed out as a lunatic.

"Good! Excellent!"

On the competitor's platform, Gu Tengfeng clenched his fists so tightly they turned white. Were he not confined to a wheelchair, he'd have leaped for joy.

Xue Xiaolin rolled her eyes as she steadied him. "A grown man losing composure like this. Why can't you be mature like me?"

"Uh..." Gu Tengfeng's face reddened just before Xue Xiaolin cupped her hands and shrieked, "Ling Feng, you're so handsome!"

"..."

Gu Tengfeng's face darkened. The hell? This is what she calls mature?

"Brother Feng is unstoppable!" Ye Nanfeng howled with laughter.

"I'll donate my entire collector's edition artbook! Brother Feng, you're my idol!"

Yu Sixian waved the Tianfeng Sword Team flag wildly, earning unanimous eye-rolls from his teammates. This fool was an embarrassment!

"He actually did it..."

Even General Deng's eyes burned with fervor. However, two even stronger opponents remained on the Royal Sword Team.

The Fourth Prince Mo Yan and Xuanyuan Pozhen were, without exaggeration, half a step into the king-tier realm.

While their talent couldn't match Yan Jinghong's, raw power was raw power!

Though Ling Feng had defeated Yan Jinghong, victory against Xuanyuan Pozhen seemed far less certain.

At least, that was General Deng's assessment.

Deng Yongshi, lacking such discernment, shook her grandfather's arm wildly. "Grandpa, look! Ling Feng beat Yan Jinghong! He defeated the Empire Legend!"

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