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Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Speed and Sword
"Youngster, have you gotten dazzled by now?"
The indifferent laughter of Zhuo Buyu came from all around.
Lin Feng’s mouth curled slightly; indeed, he could not see his opponent, but he was not in a hurry at all. If he couldn’t see, he wouldn’t strike. He didn’t believe that Zhuo Buyu could resist attacking, and he didn’t believe that with such high-speed movement and no consumption of physical strength, the opponent could keep it up indefinitely.
Sure enough, at first, Zhuo Buyu wore a smug expression; it was just like this, who knows how many people he had toyed with using this tactic, before eventually being kicked off the platform by him.
He had originally thought Lin Feng would be the same, but who would have known that Lin Feng stood there like a wooden man, completely unaffected and showing no panic on his face.
"What does this mean?"
Now, Zhuo Buyu was the one confused. It was the first time he had encountered someone so composed. Could it be that this person wasn’t panicking because he couldn’t see?
No, that can’t be right; he must be pretending, deliberately showing this kind of stance to attract my attack. Heh, how could I fall for such a foolish trick? I don’t believe you can keep this act up for long.
Thinking this, Zhuo Buyu snickered disdainfully; such a naive idea. He continued his high-speed movements, and after several minutes, Zhuo Buyu still couldn’t help but launch an attack—not for any other reason, but because his endurance was starting to fail him.
The moment he made a move, Lin Feng was able to detect his position. This was the moment he had been waiting for: let the winds blow from all directions, I stand firm and unyielding.
The instant Zhuo Buyu attacked, Lin Feng launched a punch.
Ah! 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
A scream sounded as Zhuo Buyu was sent flying sideways out of the arena, causing an instant silence among all the spectators on the viewing platform.
Even Zhuo Buyu had been defeated by this youngster; how could this young man be so strong?
After Zhuo Buyu was knocked away, two more challengers stepped up to challenge Lin Feng, thinking that despite his strength, he couldn’t possibly last very long at such a young age. Hadn’t his physical strength and endurance been depleted?
And if not that, surely his Gang Qi must have been consumed?
But what greeted them was a single punch each, sending them flying. In fact, each fight was resolved with just a punch and hardly any physical strength was spent. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had achieved a thirteen-victory streak.
"Wow, that guy came from fighting in the second area, his strength is really something. Seems he’s not far behind even the Wild Bull."
On one side of the arena, four people appeared, three men and one woman with exceptionally powerful auras and bursting essence blood. They were the official Martial Artists of the Duel Arena, also known as the Snipers.
One of the long-haired men said, "A teenager, I can’t really bring myself to fight him, so, how about this, A Jian, you’re about the same age as him, you go and give it a try."
Among the four, there was a youngster dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face expressionless and indifferent, holding a treasure sword in his hand. Hearing his companion’s words, he simply nodded, then stepped onto the platform.
There were exclamations from the spectator stands as soon as he appeared.
"I just knew it, surely the Snipers would come out. This is A Jian, with the strength of the Third Layer Peak, extremely powerful. Before this, there have been those with ten or more consecutive wins, but once they face him, they are stopped in their tracks. Now this youngster is done for."
"What a pity, I knew that the Duel Arena wouldn’t just watch Lin Feng take all their Gold Pearls."
"So that is A Jian? I heard this person is deaf and mute, but his mastery in swordsmanship is extremely formidable, terrifying!"
Many in the stands began to talk upon seeing the young man stepping onto the arena. They had seen A Jian before; he was very strong, and whenever his sword was drawn, no matter if the opponent had a ten or thirteen consecutive wins, none could withstand his single strike.
Sword climbed onto the battle platform in silence, just looking at Lin Feng, then suddenly drew his sword. As a deaf and mute person, he had nothing to say, nor did he want to speak. All his emotions were vested in the treasure sword he held.
In an instant, a bright, snow-white light flashed, spreading a chill all around.
"Sword actually drew his weapon the moment he got on the platform. It seems he knows his opponent is strong!"
"So what? This is Sword after all. Up to now, he has rarely been defeated. That young man might be strong, but he absolutely can’t block Sword’s attack!"
Clang!
However, the next moment, a crisp sound came from the platform, and it made everyone show an expression of astonishment.
The young man they thought would definitely lose, actually caught Sword’s treasure sword with one hand.
He had managed to disarm him with his bare hands!
Sword’s pupils contracted, and in an instant, the Seventh Grade Star Iron Sword’s power surged, enhancing his sword’s sharpness by a factor of three. The bright, icy light was enough to make one’s scalp tingle. After the first strike failed to hit, Sword didn’t waste any time and immediately executed an even more powerful sword attack.
This sword strike was as fast as lightning, like an antelope hanging its horns, akin to mercury pouring to the ground—infinitely fast. This sword strike was swift enough to easily claim the life of a Martial Master Fourth Layer.
Meteor Kill!
Sword’s only mastery-level Combat Skills, amplified by the Seventh Grade Star, was chillingly formidable in power!
Clang!
Yet again, to the shock of the audience on the stands, the young man managed to block it once more, disarming the attack with his bare hands!
After being stunned for a moment, the crowd came to their senses and inhaled sharply.
From the moment Sword made his move until now, only three or four breaths had passed. Yet, Sword’s two attacks had both been blocked by his opponent, who actually caught the swords with his hands. Doesn’t it hurt? Is he made of iron?
Shock was written all over everyone’s faces. They had never imagined that Lin Feng would block a sword in such an impossible manner. After all, who would use their hands to catch an enemy’s stabbing sword?
"This, how is this possible, my God, this guy actually caught the sword with his hands? How can this be?"
"Unbelievable, this is simply impossible."
What others couldn’t do, Lin Feng could—simply because of the Ninth Grade Star Shield Bone Dragon!
He hadn’t used the Star Body, so no one knew exactly what kind of Star he had.
But during the confrontation with Sword just now, he used the Shield Bone Dragon’s Talent Skill.
Bone Palm!
Indeed, the Shield Bone Dragon Star that Lin Feng had just communicated with inherently possessed a Talent Skill. Though only at the Third Layer Level and merely Three Stars, it was an incredibly practical Skill, able to form a layer of thick bone shield over the hands. This was no ordinary bone, but Dragon Bone—it wasn’t an exaggeration to say it was as hard as iron.
Others couldn’t see it, but Sword clearly noticed the change in Lin Feng’s palms, his pupils contracting as he tried to withdraw his sword.
But the next moment, a scene that shocked him, and everyone else, occurred.
It shattered.
