99: The mystery of Zhi Ge sword technique!

On the arena stage, Qian Feng smiled as he sized up his opponent. After Wang Shuai used his Martial Soul True Body, a scorching heat began to spread outwards.

The entire venue quickly became hot, and everyone's foreheads were more or less covered in sweat.

In contrast, Qian Feng's expression was normal. Holding the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, he made no move: "Alright, stop sizing me up. If you want to fight, be quick about it, dawdling is really annoying. Don't make me attack, or it'll be quite embarrassing for you to be instantly defeated by one move~"

As these words were spoken, everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

What an arrogant young man! Ning Rongrong's delicate brows twitched, and she watched the two on the stage with great interest, all sleepiness gone from her eyes.

"Heh heh, after cultivating to Soul Saint, you're the first person to be so presumptuous towards me. Fourth Soul Skill: Earth Splitting Fire Pillar!" Wang Shuai roared angrily. The Fire Gorilla's Martial Soul True Body immediately pounded its chest with both hands.

Qian Feng narrowed his eyes and looked down at his feet. In an instant, a pillar of fire shot up towards the sky! It was a pity; although the fire pillar wasn't slow, it was too ordinary compared to his movement technique.

To avoid exposing himself, he didn't plan on using any soul skills at all, intending to win purely with swordsmanship.

But in Wang Shuai's eyes, this became blatant contempt. The anger in his eyes turned into red light, and his strongest soul skill was immediately used.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Blazing Mountain Fury Fist!"

He stepped forward and charged towards Qian Feng. As his fists swung, bursts of flames would erupt.

Qian Feng's figure flickered, light and graceful, perfectly dodging the opponent's attacks every time. The Zhi Ge Divine Sword was held behind his back, and his eyes held a hint of disappointment as he sighed:

"You are not worthy of me using a sword move."

"Ah!!!" Provoked, Wang Shuai roared with his head held high, and the speed of his punches increased significantly. Bursts of scorching flames spread outwards indiscriminately, and the arena stage emitted sizzling sounds of burning.

Unfortunately, Qian Feng's only response was to shake his head. Then, he turned around, drew his sword with his right hand, and thrust it out with lightning speed!

The tip of the sword pressed directly against Wang Shuai's throat. Moments later, his Martial Soul True Body dissipated, and he stood woodenly in place, his fists still in a striking position.

Too... too fast.

Qian Feng's left hand was behind his back, and the sword thrust from his right hand gave Wang Shuai no time to react at all. He had lost too completely!

Wang Shuai took a few steps back, the anger in his eyes completely gone, replaced only by deep desolation. He cupped his fist towards Ning Rongrong and said: "Miss, I am inferior in skill, it is truly embarrassing. I have no face to remain in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Farewell!"

Having said that, he fled towards the outside of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as if escaping.

"Hey!" Ning Rongrong was about to reach out to keep him, after all, a Soul Saint was already a rare fighting force. Even if he lost a match, he could still be appointed as an Elder with slightly less authority!

"Cough cough." Qian Feng lightly coughed. He wasn't naturally ostentatious, but if he wanted to speak with Ning Fengzhi as soon as possible within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he naturally had to be a bit "arrogant".

"Heh heh, Jing Hun, your swordsmanship is truly amazing~" Ning Rongrong stood up, clapped her hands towards Qian Feng, and praised with a smile: "The next match is your wife's, right? How about this, you conduct the assessment on her behalf, and let me appreciate your sword moves again?"

Qian Feng held his sword and cupped his fist, nodding his head and saying: "Everything is according to Miss's arrangements~"

Ning Rongrong nodded with satisfaction. After sitting down, she crossed her right leg, appearing quite relaxed, her gaze fixed tightly on Qian Feng, observing his every move.

"Heh heh, Sir has excellent swordsmanship. I am Chen Ying. It seems I must fight with all my strength." The middle-aged man who jumped onto the stage was lean and tall. As his voice fell, his Martial Soul, the Aurora Owl, appeared behind him.

Qian Feng nodded his head, acknowledging that he had greeted the other party.

Next, the battle was about to erupt!

Chen Ying knew Qian Feng's strength, and his first move was his most powerful technique.

His Martial Soul True Body combined with his Sixth Soul Skill were unleashed one after another!

He flew into the sky, and as his wings vibrated, feathers of purple light shot towards Qian Feng.

Each feather could create a small pit on the arena stage, not to mention the damage it would inflict on a person.

Qian Feng's figure flickered, and he continuously swung the long sword in his right hand, blocking all the incoming feathers.

Chen Ying seemed to know that this skill wouldn't secure victory. His expression turned stern, and his ten-thousand-year soul ring floated up: "Fifth Soul Skill: Aurora Flash Strike!"

As his voice fell, he immediately burst out with exaggerated speed, turning into a purple aurora and diving towards Qian Feng.

"Hmm, that looks somewhat decent. This Soul Saint is much stronger than the previous one, not just by a little bit~" Qian Feng nodded with satisfaction. The Zhi Ge Divine Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with golden lightning bolts circulating around the blade.

However, his foot moved slightly!

"Heh heh, it seems Sir will pay the price for his arrogance!" Chen Ying's eyes lit up with joy. This attack of his was comparable to the damage of a Soul Douluo. If it weren't for losing most of his soul power after using it, he could completely rely on this move to contend with an ordinary Soul Douluo!

Qian Feng closed his eyes, listening to the sound of air breaking beside his ears and the sound of the crowd's confusion.

His right hand gradually released the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, allowing it to spin in mid-air.

Half a breath later, Qian Feng suddenly opened his eyes, let out a cold snort, and said: "Star Shift!"

As his voice fell, he pressed his right hand against the Zhi Ge Divine Sword and slashed forward!

Chen Ying was suddenly startled in his heart, but his eyes didn't capture anything. He prepared to continue his diving attack!

But at this moment, Chen Ying's soul power instantly dissipated. He opened his mouth and gasped for cold air, flapping his wings but not daring to move at all in mid-air.

Squinting his eyes, he saw that threads of lightning as thin as hair had already bound him in place. Even the slightest movement would touch those lightning threads.

Sweat was already starting to seep down his forehead, and his heart was filled with lingering fear.

What would have been the result if he hadn't dispersed his soul power and had forcefully rushed through the lightning threads?

Chen Ying gradually felt bursts of lightning invading his body. The paralyzing sensation made him extremely uncomfortable. He could only take a deep breath and sigh: "I... I lost."

Qian Feng pursed his lips and chuckled. He waved his left hand towards Chen Ying, and the sky-filled lightning threads dissipated.

Only then did the opponent weakly fall onto the arena stage. He looked up at Qian Feng with fear and said: "Th-thank you."

"Good, good, good~" Ning Rongrong immediately stood up, clapped her hands, and smiled: "Jing Hun, your swordsmanship is much stronger than I imagined. Tsk tsk tsk, this Miss is very curious about what kind of surprises you can bring me next!"

Qian Feng nodded with a smile. At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice sounded from outside the competition venue.

"Rongrong! I've come to see you again, Rongrong! Woo woo woo, how can I live if I don't see you for a day!"

Yu Tianheng quickly ran into the competition venue and looked at Ning Rongrong, shouting with a wronged expression.

In his heart, however, he had another plan:

"I can't get together with the Poison Titled Douluo's granddaughter! Then I must win over the Miss of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"