Not only was Zhuo Yifeng shocked, everyone present was extremely astonished.

A sixteen-year-old Martial Artist with the cultivation of True Martial Double Layer was indeed rare, but once every hundred years or so, a genius of this caliber would emerge within the Galaxy Sect. However, a genius who could master the Triple Sword Force at the age of sixteen was something that might not even appear once in several hundred, or even a thousand years.

"Such a talent in the second son is truly terrifying, no wonder you call him a demon. He really lives up to that title," on the Golden Warship, Sect Master Chu Yunshan had once again revised his opinion of Zhao Letian, his eyes showing admiration. He had now formally regarded Zhao Letian as a monstrous genius on the same level as those of history and Xiao Feng.

The Guardian Elders on both sides also nodded their heads in approval.

Though to the Sect Martial Realm powerhouses, everything below Sect Martial was viewed as insignificant, they normally did not pay much attention to the internal disciples; but if your talent was truly great to a certain extent, it could attract their notice.

"Only Triple Sword Force? I thought this kid had directly grasped the Four Layers Sword Force," Sword Obsession, although very gratified, still hoped that Zhao Letian could demonstrate something even more astonishing.

"The Master is so powerful, at sixteen, with the cultivation of True Martial Double Layer and the Triple Sword Force, he can challenge those at the True Martial Fourth Realm. Such a genius can indeed compete with those real monsters in War King City," the big tiger said excitedly.

War King City was a stage even grander than the Galaxy Sect, brimming with geniuses. Even for talents like those in history or Xiao Feng, it was not certain that they could attract much attention there. Powers that stood as dominant as the Galaxy Sect were commonplace, and there were even more terrifying, heavyweight powers. Big Tiger firmly believed that one day, Zhao Letian would lead them to make a great impact in War King City.

"Outrageous, even I have only grasped the Double Sword Force, yet he has managed to master Triple. Fortunately, his cultivation isn't high, otherwise, I truly might be unable to handle him," Lin Yun's eyes showed a serious look, Zhao Letian's performance was increasingly worrying him.

"Triple Sword Force? Zhao Letian, the better your talent, the more you deserve to die. Today, on the Life and Death Platform, I will cut you down," Shentu Yu finally became solemn. Zhao Letian had made him feel threatened. He must completely eliminate this threat before Zhao Letian had the chance to grow, or else it would lead to endless troubles.

"So his Martial Arts Realm is higher than his cultivation. My brother Yan Guan didn't die unjustly, but still, he has to die," Yan Peng was slightly surprised but still had full confidence in killing Zhao Letian.

On the leaderboard arena below, Zhuo Yifeng's face didn't look good.

In the recent exchange, Zhao Letian had used only the Double Sword Force and already was able to draw with him. Now that he had displayed the Triple Sword Force, his strength must be even more terrifying. How could he possibly contend with him?

"Do you want to continue the fight?" Zhao Letian did not rush to attack and calmly asked. It was his turn to challenge next, and to conserve energy, he would not strike unless necessary.

"Give me another chance with the sword. I've trained hard for so long, I really cannot reconcile with just conceding defeat," Zhuo Yifeng said with a bitter smile, knowing his chance of victory was slim but still harboring a slim hope.

"Alright," Zhao Letian nodded slightly and calmly released a sword light, which harmonized with the forces of heaven and earth, seamlessly integrating with the surrounding wind speed, light, temperature, humidity, air pressure, space, and many other factors, pushing the concept of acting with the momentum to the extreme, making this sword as if possessing the might of heaven and earth, irresistible.

"I..." Zhuo Yifeng was sweating profusely, his face pale, and his sword-holding hand trembled involuntarily. Facing this strike, he didn't even have the courage to make a move, because he felt that Zhao Letian's sword was simply impossible to counter, and that even if he struck back, defeat was certain.

"I concede!"

At the last moment, Zhuo Yifeng gritted his teeth and made the difficult decision, leaping off the arena to escape Zhao Letian's sword. With a look of unwillingness and humiliation on his face, this was the sword he had asked for, but he lacked the courage to face it, causing his Martial Arts Heart to waver.

Zhao Letian was speechless, shaking his head helplessly. Truly, Zhuo Yifeng could have admitted defeat earlier to avoid wasting his True Yuan Power. But with the sword already struck, feeling vexed was useless.

"Zhao Letian, it's your turn to challenge. Since you've just fought a battle, the old man can allow you a brief rest. Of course, if you don't wish to rest and start the challenge directly, that's also possible," the Sect Martial Elder overseeing the leaderboard arena fights spoke to Zhao Letian. He was very aware of Zhao Letian's performance, which was enough to attract the attention of the sect's upper echelons, thus his polite attitude towards Zhao Letian, also considering forging a good relationship for the future. Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (М|V|L0ЕМРYR) hоsts thе оriginаl.

"Thank you, Elder. Since there is an opportunity to rest, I naturally wish to rest a while before taking on the next challenge," Zhao Letian said with a faint smile. He was a very practical person. He had already fought three battles prior, and although he did not consume much energy, he was happy to rest and return to his best condition, without the need to flaunt bravado unnecessarily.

Subsequently, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Letian flipped out an elixir for restoring True Yuan, swallowed it in one gulp, and sat cross-legged in the center of the leaderboard arena, meditating and regulating his breath.

At this time, Lin Yun's expression in the sky became somewhat anxious because if everything went as expected, Zhao Letian would be challenging him next. Moreover, their battle would not be on the leaderboard arena but on the Life and Death Platform for a decisive deathmatch.

"Fortunately, Pan Qingqing's father presides over the fight on the Life and Death Platform; he should take care of me somewhat, right?" Lin Yun looked at the Green Robed Elder in the sky above the Life and Death Platform, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. Although he was confident that taking down Zhao Letian wouldn't be an issue, should anything unexpected happen, having Pan Qingqing's father there would mean he needn't worry.

On the leaderboard arena, after Zhao Letian rested and adjusted his breath for a moment, he opened his eyes and stood up.

"Are you already good to go? You can rest a bit longer," the amiable elder overhead smiled.

"Thank you, Senior, I am already well," Zhao Letian bowed, having already adjusted to the best condition, not wanting to waste any more time.

Afterward, Zhao Letian leaped onto the central Life and Death Platform.

"You're going to engage in a life-and-death battle?" Pan Teng, floating above the Life and Death Platform, looked down at Zhao Letian and was surprised. He had seen Zhao Letian's talent, and if nothing went amiss, his future was limitless, and it truly wasn't necessary to stake his life on a rash battle.

"Lin Yun, come down and face your death!"

Zhao Letian glanced at Pan Teng but did not answer and directly roared at Lin Yun in the sky.