Phi-Fic Chapter 439 She was disappointed: "That's it?"
Chapter 439 She was disappointed: "That's it?"
On the arena, Chu Lengyu remained calm and composed.
Although the previous battle had depleted her spiritual energy, she was still in good condition, exuding a calm and composed aura.
She stood quietly, her gaze serene, like a tranquil lake, awaiting the arrival of the next challenger.
Suddenly, a voice rang out, breaking the silence: "Wait, Chu Lengyu of the Hundred Swords Pavilion, do you dare accept my challenge?"
The sound instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Upon hearing this, Chu Lengyu raised an eyebrow slightly and scanned the crowd. Soon, she locked onto the source of the voice.
A young man was flying in on a sword, his movements graceful and his expression arrogant.
The man tossed something down, and it landed steadily in the referee's hand.
The referee took the token, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He looked at the minor sect cultivator who was supposed to challenge, transmitted a few words to him, and then with a flick of his sleeve, sent the man away.
The man dared not speak out in anger and could only wait in a corner offstage, feeling utterly frustrated.
Seeing this, even if the audience didn't recognize the newcomer, they could probably guess that this person must have an extraordinary status in the Qianlan Sect, otherwise how could he have such great ability to easily replace the original challenger?
Lin Qianfeng strode onto the arena and stood in front of Chu Lengyu, his eyes filled with disdain.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "I am Lin Qianfeng, a true disciple of the Qianlan Sect. Just now, I challenged the twentieth and nineteenth arenas."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.
Only then did they realize why Lin Qianfeng was able to "cut in line" to challenge them; it turned out that he was proving his strength in such a unique way.
Lin Qianfeng did not follow the rule of defending the title, but instead chose to challenge from the last arena all the way forward.
This method is undoubtedly more difficult and better demonstrates a person's ability.
However, there are two sides to every story. If he fails to achieve the ranking he deserves and is eliminated prematurely, it will become an even bigger joke, causing him to lose face on Jingu Island.
But the fact that he dared to choose this method is enough to prove his confidence and arrogance, believing that his strength is enough to sweep away all opponents.
However, Chu Lengyu knew very well that Lin Qianfeng's visit was probably not for a simple sparring match, but because she had defeated Wei Yu and made him lose face in public, and he was here to get revenge.
"Sigh." She sighed softly, feeling helpless.
The trees want to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.
If she wins this challenge, it will be difficult to explain. But if she doesn't accept it, the other party won't let her off the hook either.
and so--
"I accept the challenge."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianfeng's lips curled into a cold smile. In his heart, he could only describe Chu Lengyu with one word—arrogant.
In his view, how could this disciple from a second-rate sect, even if she had shown some brilliance in the previous competition, compare to him, a true disciple of the Thousand Mist Sect? How dare she so arrogantly accept the challenge? She was simply ignorant of her own limitations!
Fine, I'm strong enough to easily crush her, so I'll let her know what the real difference in strength is.
Seeing this, Lin Qianfeng stopped wasting words and directly summoned his longsword. The blade gleamed with a chilling light, like icicles in winter, inspiring awe.
The sharp sword energy instantly spread out, sweeping across the entire arena.
His swordsmanship is known for its speed and ferocity. Today, he will show the people of the Hundred Swords Pavilion what true swordsmanship is!
Holding a long sword, he deliberately spoke loudly, "Don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation to the early stage of Foundation Establishment, so that you will be convinced."
His words were filled with an unquestionable arrogance.
At this moment, his eyes were like knives as he stared at Chu Lengyu, as if trying to see right through her.
However, Chu Lengyu remained calm and composed, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow. She simply nodded slightly to the other party and said, "Please enlighten me."
She knew very well that Lin Qianfeng, as a true disciple of the Qianlan Sect, was far stronger than her previous opponents, so she had to find a different way to deal with him.
Win, but win discreetly.
She concentrated her spiritual power into the sword, and a faint light appeared on the blade.
On the ring, the two were locked in a tense standoff, the atmosphere so tense it was suffocating.
With the referee's order, the battle officially started.
Lin Qianfeng stood still, unmoved, his arrogance seemingly disdainful of seizing the initiative or gaining that insignificant advantage.
In his view, victory in this battle was already a foregone conclusion.
However, Chu Lengyu dared not be careless in the slightest.
Therefore, she struck first, her sword flashing like rain as she swiftly thrust towards Lin Qianfeng.
Lin Qianfeng parried with his sword, his face showing no sign of tension in the battle. Instead, he appeared relaxed, as if he were enjoying the thrill of the fight.
Ding!Ding!Ding!
The crisp sound of swords clashing rang out continuously, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than a dozen blows.
But throughout those dozen or so moves, Chu Lengyu was always on the offensive, while Lin Qianfeng was always on the defensive.
He stood still, hands behind his back, as if casually twirling a sword with one hand, effortlessly neutralizing all of Chu Lengyu's attacks.
In contrast, Chu Lengyu's attacks were like a child wildly swinging a wooden sword, posing no threat to him whatsoever.
He was confident of victory and was ready to make sarcastic remarks at any moment.
However, before Lin Qianfeng could speak, Chu Lengyu spoke first, saying with disappointment, "That's it?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianfeng, the referee, and the onlookers all paused for a moment in surprise.
They never expected that such words would come from Chu Lengyu's mouth.
Shouldn't Lin Qianfeng be the one saying this? How dare she mock a true disciple of the Qianlan Sect like this?
This scene thoroughly enraged Lin Qianfeng.
He could no longer maintain his previous lazy demeanor and was ready to get serious.
But Chu Lengyu did not give him that chance.
Her sword style suddenly changed, and Lin Qianfeng felt a blur before his eyes, as if he had instantly entered a different world. His opponent seemed like a completely different person, becoming extremely unfamiliar.
brush--
The blade sliced through the air, leaving behind a cold yet beautiful silver gleam.
This sword strike was exquisitely beautiful, so beautiful it seemed otherworldly.
His superb swordsmanship and sword intent were perfectly integrated, reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Lin Qianfeng stared intently at the sword strike, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.
If he didn't understand swordsmanship, he could have easily broken this sword strike.
But he also possessed a profound understanding of swordsmanship, and it was this understanding that led him to become deeply engrossed in it.
The moment the sword appeared, it immediately captivated his mind, leaving him mesmerized and unable to extricate himself.
At this moment, it was as if the entire Dao of the Sword was laid out before him, how could he not be captivated and want to take another look, even just one more glance?