CHAPTER 441: CHAPTER 421: BATTLE AGAIN

"Lin Feng’s strength is formidable, with hopes of breaking into the top thirty!"

"Indeed, around the thirtieth position should be his limit, given that his cultivation is only at the Peak of Earth Martial Master Third Layer!"

Many spectators in the stands are paying attention to Lin Feng.

The competition continues, and in the next round, another clash of the strong ensues.

On the Northern Battle Platform, Han Qianze battles a genius ranked sixteenth on the Hundred Extremes List.

This genius, named Li Yuntian, is known as Shadowless Fast Blade, possessing an incomparably fierce and invisible Fast Blade technique that kills.

On the Battle Platform, facing Han Qianze, Li Yuntian’s expression is extremely grave, his hand tightly clasping the long blade.

"Li Yuntian, any Fast Blade or Fast Sword is useless in front of me, don’t get your hopes up!"

Han Qianze sneers mockingly.

"Han Qianze, cut the talk, face my blade first!"

Li Yuntian bellows, instantly unleashing his blade, slicing through the air with terrifying Sword Energy that is as fast as lightning, covering a kilometer in the blink of an eye.

"Ha ha!"

Han Qianze remains composed with a light chuckle, True Yuan surging around him, as a terrifying cold air wreaks havoc in all directions, instantly covering the entire Battle Platform in thick frost.

Even the surrounding air solidifies.

The Sword Energy from Li Yuntian, before nearing Han Qianze, is eroded by the terrifying cold air, slowing drastically in speed and losing its force.

Crack!

With a wave of his hand, Han Qianze turns Li Yuntian’s Sword Energy into ice crystals, crashing down on the Battle Platform.

"How terrifying!"

Li Yuntian’s expression drastically changes; though he has fought Han Qianze in the previous tournament, his opponent’s strength has increased tenfold since then.

Crack, crack, crack!

Han Qianze steps forward, approaching Li Yuntian step by step with relentless cold air assaulting the surroundings, an instant thick ice forming beneath his every step on the Battle Platform.

"Han Qianze, take another move from me, if you can withstand it, I will concede defeat!"

Li Yuntian roars, feeling tremendous pressure with every step his opponent takes.

"Ha ha! Make your move!"

A slight smile curls on Han Qianze’s lips.

"Instant Kill Slash!"

Li Yuntian yells furiously, Sword Energy soaring into the sky, a fierce Sword Intent piercing the heavens.

Li Yuntian leaps up, both hands on the blade, and slashes downward fiercely, releasing a sharp pale Sword Energy that is overwhelmingly powerful.

"Sword Intent?"

Han Qianze is dismissive, considering it just a First Rank Middle Stage Sword Intent, not worthy of his concern.

The sharp Sword Energy, incredibly fierce, not even the pervasive cold air could hinder it in the slightest, speeding like lightning and instantly arrives before Han Qianze.

"Ice!"

Han Qianze utters lightly, extending his hand forward, in an instant endless surrounding cold air gathers, forming a massive ice crystal that completely freezes the Sword Energy.

Boom!

The solidified ice crystal crashes onto the Battle Platform, shattering in all directions, and with it, the contained Sword Energy also breaks apart and dissipates.

"I concede defeat!"

Knowing he could not possibly defeat Han Qianze, Li Yuntian chooses to concede defeat immediately.

Following this, the more than sixty spans of Dragon Fortune on Li Yuntian are devoured by three spans.

"Han Qianze is truly formidable; his ’Nine Nether Cold Ice Technique’ must have been cultivated to the last few layers!"

"The ’Nine Nether Cold Ice Technique’ is a Level Four Upper Grade Cultivation Technique; it’s said that at its pinnacle, it can instantly freeze a small city, its power is incredibly terrifying!"

People on various stands chatter, Lin Feng’s gaze also stays tightly on the Battle Platform; Han Qianze is indeed formidable, his mastery of the Ice Element Martial Arts is not to be underestimated.

The subsequent battles feature one super-genius after another making their appearances.

Ao Wushuang, proudly unmatched, defeats any opponent with just one hand.

Ninth Princess is also invincible, unstoppable by anyone.

Although Huo Ling is defeated by Ninth Princess, his strength is indisputable; none of his opponents withstand his three strikes, not even the genius ranked thirteenth on the Hundred Extremes List.

Mo Yue, Hong Qingtian, and other top ten ranked geniuses remain similarly unbeatable.

Lin Feng fights two more rounds, not encountering any exceptionally strong experts; his Dragon Fortune steadily grows, reaching thirty spans.

However, though a thirty-span Dragon Fortune is not low, it is still significantly lesser when compared to the seventy spans of Dragon Fortune of Hong Qingtian, Mo Yue, and others.

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This Duan Jingtian, having acquired some fortuitous encounter, exhibits tremendous strength, his War Spear insurmountable, defeating the genius ranked thirty-ninth on the previous Hundred Extremes List in just seven moves.

"Lin Feng, it won’t be many rounds before we meet!"

Duan Jingtian returns to the stands and glimpses at Lin Feng, smiling.

The matchups of this ranking battle, though randomly determined by the Hundred Extremes Token, have a certain pattern.

The winner’s next opponent is usually someone with slightly stronger Dragon Fortune than the last, while the loser’s next opponent will have slightly weaker Dragon Fortune.

Lin Feng and Duan Jingtian’s Dragon Fortune are closely matched, likely to face off against each other.

"Meeting you will be your doom!"

Lin Feng states calmly.

"Ha ha! Hope你们决生ink so by then!"

Duan Jingtian sneers.

Moments later, Lin Feng defeats another opponent, and when his Hundred Extremes Token again trembles, Lin Feng smiles.

His Hundred Extremes Token keeps trembling, pointing towards the Central Battle Platform, and not far away, Duan Jingtian’s token, too, is trembling and pointing towards the Central Battle Platform.

"Lin Feng, the time has come for us to battle for life and death!"

Duan Jingtian stands up, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.

"As you wish, to battle for life and death!"

Lin Feng rises, his figure spreading as he flies towards the Central Battle Platform, followed closely by Duan Jingtian.

The Great Elder, Second Elder, and others remain silent, their expressions grave as water.