Zhou Feng's words were laced with a clear threat. It was evident he not only disregarded Li Xingyun but was also determined to make trouble for him. Li Xingyun, however, was not angered by this. Instead, he sighed and said, "No, Senior Brother Zhou Feng, I don't think I've offended you, have I?"
"I could understand if Senior Brother Zhang Qi was messing with me, but why are you joining in the fun? This really isn't right!"
Zhou Feng sneered, "Senior Brother Zhang Qi and I have always been on good terms. If I don't help him, who else would I help? You're just a low-grade immortal. What benefit would I get from helping you?"
Li Xingyun spread his hands, "If we're talking about benefits, there really aren't any. After all, you don't like drinking, do you?"
"But justice is in the hearts of men. Even for the sake of justice, you can't help harm me, can you?"
Zhou Feng scoffed, "You truly are a fool. Talking to you is a waste of my breath."
"And drinking, you drink every day, yet you haven't died from it?"
"You don't need to say any more to me, because next, I'll make sure you can't say another word!"
With that, Zhou Feng drew the long sword from his back. Simultaneously, a powerful aura erupted outwards. A genuine mid-grade immortal.
Zhou Feng grinned menacingly, "Li Xingyun, draw your sword quickly."
"Otherwise, you won't have the chance later."
Even though Zhou Feng's aura surpassed his own, Li Xingyun seemed to be under no pressure. He smiled faintly, "I won't draw my sword."
"After all, you are a senior brother. It wouldn't be proper for me to draw my sword against you. This is improper, improper."
The smile on Zhou Feng's face became even more disdainful. He laughed heartily, "You say that so quickly, I think you're just scared, aren't you?"
"But even if you are scared, it's normal. In my eyes, you're like an insect."
"Why wouldn't an insect be afraid of a grown-up?"
As he spoke, a sharp aura flowed from his sword, and his voice lowered considerably: "It's just... even if an insect is very scared, no one wouldn't step on it."
"For example... like this!"
Zhou Feng's tone suddenly rose, and then he transformed into a sharp figure, charging straight at Li Xingyun! The long sword in his hand emitted a shrill whistling sound, as if it were about to pierce one's eardrums!
"Is this... Wind-Walking Void-Breaking Sword?!"
"Heavens, this is a mid-grade immortal technique! Why is Senior Brother Zhou Feng using such a skill right from the start?"
"Li Xingyun is finished! He's just a low-grade immortal, how can he possibly block such a move?"
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect murmured amongst themselves, their discussions largely leaning towards Li Xingyun's defeat. Their reasoning, however, was not without merit. After all, the Wind-Walking Void-Breaking Sword was a solid mid-grade immortal technique, focusing on speed and piercing power. In the records of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, there was no mention of a low-grade immortal being able to block it.
However, even when faced with such a move, Li Xingyun showed no panic. He still did not draw his sword, nor did he release his immortal energy. But... just as Zhou Feng's sword tip was about to hit him, with a swish, he suddenly vanished!
"Where did he go?!" Zhou Feng exclaimed, his sword missing its target.
"I'm here." At that moment, Li Xingyun's voice floated gently from behind him.
Before Zhou Feng could turn around, Li Xingyun delivered a hand chop to the back of his neck. Instantly, a wave of intense dizziness washed over Zhou Feng's mind. His body lost all strength, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
This scene stunned everyone, leaving them momentarily unable to react, their minds buzzing. Zhou Feng's sword had been incredibly fast, and the match had ended just as quickly. But how could the outcome be like this? Logically, shouldn't Li Xingyun be the one to fall? But now, why was Zhou Feng the one on the ground?
Even the elder responsible for judging couldn't react in time to such an event. It was Li Xingyun who prompted him, "Do I win like this?"
Only then did the elder finally recover from his bewilderment and loudly announce, "Yes, yes! Li Xingyun wins this match!"
Silence fell over the entire arena! The gazes of everyone present were filled with stunned disbelief. Their minds were blank, and they didn't know what to say! Such a thing was simply unbelievable! Wasn't Li Xingyun a low-grade immortal? But how could a low-grade immortal accomplish something like this? It made no sense!
Amidst the profound silence, Wu Tian smiled slightly, then stood up and led the applause. Initially, the applause was sparse, but gradually, it grew more fervent. Finally, the entire fighting arena was filled with enthusiastic clapping! Clearly, Li Xingyun had earned the recognition of everyone present with his performance! Even the sect leaders of the Eight Divine Sects were gently clapping in appreciation!
Li Xingyun, being thick-skinned, was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he raised his arms, fully enjoying the cheers. Lei Qianjiao, who had initially harbored some doubts about Li Xingyun, couldn't help but exclaim, "Wu Tian, your friend is quite formidable!"
"I truly didn't expect him to defeat his opponent so easily. Some people really can't be judged by their appearance."
Hearing this, Wu Tian couldn't help but chuckle, "Who can't be judged by their appearance?"
"If he heard you say that, he'd be heartbroken."
While teasing him verbally, Wu Tian's heart was filled with admiration. Although he had full confidence in Li Xingyun, Li Xingyun's methods were still exceptionally brilliant. As a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, to defeat a mid-grade immortal without using his sword was something that even he hadn't anticipated at first.
He could clearly see that although Li Xingyun hadn't outwardly displayed his immortal energy, he had actually gathered it. And as Zhou Feng charged forward, he suddenly unleashed this immortal energy, instantly boosting his strength. Using this opening, he dodged Zhou Feng's attack and struck Zhou Feng's weak point, thus achieving such an astonishing instant kill.
While Zhou Feng's carelessness certainly played a part in this process, the fact that Li Xingyun could unleash and then retract his immortal energy so quickly, all while maintaining an unchanged expression, was something that ordinary cultivators could not achieve. Furthermore, Wu Tian could clearly sense that Li Xingyun's immortal energy was already approaching the mid-grade immortal realm. Perhaps he was just a step away from a complete breakthrough.
"This guy..." he sighed inwardly.
"He kept saying he wanted to give up."
"In the end, it turns out he was just playing the part of a pig to eat the tiger..."