Summit of the Old Gods

Chapter 165: 150 Heavenly Pride under the Knife


"Hiss..."

"This?" The onlooking crowd gasped in shock, exchanging uneasy glances.

Like Senior Sister Yan, most of them specialized in sword techniques and were devout followers of North Wind, thus fully understanding the profound significance the "sword" held for the North Wind followers.

The young swordsman's words were a barefaced insult.

Bu Qingfeng indeed lost his composure, his face contorted with rage as he yelled, "Shut up! You shut your fucking mouth!"

"Hoosh~"

Bu Qingfeng's feet stirred the wind as he rapidly lunged towards Lu Ran.

North Wind Divine Skill·Breeze Dance!

Publicly humiliated in front of a large audience, Bu Qingfeng no longer cared about anything.

Being disciples selected by Second-class God·North Wind Blade, of course, they were all exceptionally talented!

Such people were usually looked upon with admiration wherever they went, showered in flattery and praise, when had they ever been ridiculed like this?

"This is bad," whispered Senior Brother Liu, observing the scene.

"Foolish man," Senior Sister Yan said, her face showing some disappointment.

As a follower of North Wind, you can be proud, even arrogant, but one must never let anger cloud their vision.

Your North Wind Divine Skill, your sword, is for meticulous execution!

Not for a reckless charge like the Fierce Heavenly Divine Skill or the Fierce Sky Hammer.

In the blink of an eye, the young man in white and the youth in black had already exchanged several blows!

Under intense rage, Bu Qingfeng's attacks were particularly fierce, like a wild beast lashing out, far more rapid than usual.

However, the young man in black, wielding dual swords, remained composed and fearless, skillfully dodging or blocking the assaults.

"Be careful, good, be careful, don't, be careful..."

Xianxian's heart was in her throat, continually muttering under her breath.

There was no helping it, the speed of offensive and defensive transitions between the two swordsmen was simply too fast!

As soon as Lu Ran had dealt with one crisis, another quickly followed.

This left Xianxian alternating between caution and relief.

This fight was even more nerve-wracking for her than if she were participating herself!

"Zii—"

Suddenly, the sound of a blade cutting through water armor sounded again.

The dark Silent Night Blade, shimmering with deep purple patterns, once again tore open the watery defense at Bu Qingfeng's neck!

The crowd turned solemn, their spirits heightened.

Lu Ran started to counterattack.

He boldly withstood what Bu Qingfeng called his "three-pronged attack," and then revealed his own edge.

"Zii!"

Lu Ran shifted sideways, the Silent Night Blade in his right hand deflecting the attack while the Dawn Blade in his left hand aimed a direct slash at Bu Qingfeng's thigh.

The sound of the armor tearing was painfully vivid, as though the sharp Black Ice Blade was really slicing a bloody wound on everyone's thigh.

"Die!" Bu Qingfeng's face twisted in fury as he stepped back, swinging his sword fiercely.

Lu Ran moved with alarming agility.

He ducked low, letting the blade sweep over his head, and with a light tap of his toes, he surged forward.

The Dawn Blade, sweeping upward from between Bu Qingfeng's legs, cleaved towards his brow!

"Zii—"

The split in the watery armor traced the line where Bu Qingfeng was nearly split in two.

"Huff!!"

A gale abruptly rose under Bu Qingfeng's feet, and he fiercely retreated.

The anger in his eyes once again "devolved" into shock and rage as he swiftly widened the gap from Lu Ran.

"Worthless," Senior Sister Yan said flatly, her expression growing even more disappointed.

Earlier, she described Bu Qingfeng as a "common man," merely thinking that the young disciple was blinded by anger.

But as the saying goes: "A common man in a rage will spill blood within five steps."

Under such extreme anger, Bu Qingfeng's blade could not even stain itself with blood, instead he continued to accumulate injuries.

Indeed, he didn't even deserve the term "common man!"

"You..." Bu Qingfeng's face was extremely contorted, as if he wanted to shatter all his teeth.

"What now?" Lu Ran looked at the hastily retreating Bu Qingfeng, "Is your blade too soft, and now your mouth can't get hard too?"

"Die!" Bu Qingfeng suddenly flung his hand.

In an instant, at least eight wind blades directly thrust at Lu Ran.

This time, Bu Qingfeng did not charge forward.

Sighs echoed from the crowd of onlookers.

He was defeated—thoroughly defeated.

At this point, in everyone's eyes, Lu Ran hadn't even used any Divine Techniques!

Bu Qingfeng, a proud follower of North Wind at the River Realm·First Rank, hadn't managed to force his opponent to use any Divine Technique!

Let alone Divine Techniques, the opponent hadn't even summoned his water armor.

What did this mean?

No one on the field even knew which god's follower this young man in black was!

From beginning to end, the young man in black was purely letting his "sword" do the talking!

This was insane...

And most crucially, and fatally, Bu Qingfeng had shown fear!

Earlier, Bu Qingfeng had charged forward recklessly.

Now, look at him, retreating far back, remotely controlling eight wind blades, trying to encircle and kill Lu Ran.

During a duel, both sides are of course allowed to use Divine Techniques.

However, generally speaking, when followers of North Wind spar, they rarely become "mages" and fight from a distance.

In Demon Cave, you can slaughter Evil Demons this way.

But in a Martial Arts Arena?

Aren't you here to practice and exhibit your sword technique?

"Shameless!" Xianxian shouted loudly, "Look, Lu Ran, didn't I tell you he was a coward?"

"Shut up!" Bu Qingfeng seethed, glaring at Lu Ran, struggling to control the flying blades.

And what happened next left the crowd dumbstruck!

Within the formation of flying blades, Lu Ran nimbly dodged about.

Advancing and retreating, weaving left and right.

A simple lifting of a leg, a slight bending of the knee, a precise and quick step...

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