Around the arena, within a thousand meters in all directions, winds and clouds swept through, a fierce gale raged, and seas of fire churned. The terror of this imposing force was clearly beyond what an ordinary early Spirit Origin realm cultivator could withstand. The high-ranking members of the various factions on the surrounding stands felt a chill in their hearts. Drawing from past experience, those at the mid Spirit Origin realm and above quickly unleashed their own auras, enveloping the stands to shield their junior disciples from being caught in the aftermath. Watching a match and ending up injured would be rather embarrassing. At the same time, they were inwardly shaken. No wonder he was a prodigy-level talent—this imposing force had already reached the level of the fourth layer of the Spirit Origin realm, surpassing Zhou Wenhao and Wu Xin by more than a notch. Unfortunately, Chen Feng was up against Lin Xuan, a monstrous anomaly whose talent far outstripped even the genius Zhang Yuchen. Such an imposing force, barely bearable for an ordinary early Spirit Origin cultivator, stood no chance against Chen Feng. But facing Lin Xuan, could it even withstand three of his moves? Everyone’s gaze converged, filled with anticipation.
On the arena, Lin Xuan looked out at the surrounding sea of fire and wind, his expression indifferent as he shook his head slightly. The imposing force wasn’t bad, but it posed no threat to him. Across from him, Chen Feng, seeing Lin Xuan’s calm and composed demeanor, felt his heart skip a beat. A growing sense of foreboding gnawed at him. But at this moment, he had no time to dwell on it. He could only give his all, leaving the outcome of victory or defeat out of his hands. With a single sword stroke, the vast wind and sea of fire around him condensed in an instant into a colossal sword beam dozens of feet long, flowing with flames and wrapped in raging winds. This sword beam was his strongest technique, one capable of threatening even a fourth-layer Spirit Origin realm cultivator. Then, with a thought from Chen Feng, this massive sword beam, ablaze with fire and encircled by endless winds, descended from the sky as if tearing the heavens apart, slashing down toward Lin Xuan. Where it passed, everything turned scorched black, as if the very void had been ripped open. Its power was terrifying beyond measure.
On the other side, Lin Xuan gave a calm evaluation: “Not bad in power.” Then he made his move. “Overlord Fist!” he murmured, sending a punch forward. In an instant, a violent, thunderous force surged out like endless waves. An unmatched, domineering aura radiated from Lin Xuan in all directions. At that moment, it was as if Lin Xuan had transformed into an invincible overlord, dominating heaven and earth. The imposing force spread outward, even pushing back Chen Feng’s sea of fire and wind by over a hundred meters. The contrast made the difference clear. The crowd in the square felt a jolt and nodded slightly. As expected, Lin Xuan was stronger—far stronger. On the arena, surging, sea-like energy swirled around Lin Xuan, compressing the air into thin sheets. A fist-shaped air cannon materialized instantly, carrying an overwhelming domineering aura as it met Chen Feng’s flame-flowing, wind-wreathed giant sword beam. Though the air cannon’s size was far smaller than the massive sword beam, its imposing force was in no way inferior, and no one dared underestimate it. The next moment, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the air cannon shot upward and struck the giant sword beam.
Boom!! A deafening explosion rang out. Terrifying shockwaves spread, pushing back even the Spirit Origin realm auras around the stands by several meters, leaving the high-ranking members of the factions stunned by the two fighters’ strength. Truly, they were the top talents of the Red Sun Domain, already not far behind the older generation. Looking back, as expected, high in the sky, Chen Feng’s strongest strike—the dozens-of-feet-long sword beam flowing with flames and wrapped in endless winds—was halted midair, unable to advance an inch. Blocking it was Lin Xuan’s air cannon. The air cannon’s size was less than one percent of the giant sword beam, highlighting Lin Xuan’s terrifying power. And it didn’t stop there. Crack, crack... A chilling sound of fracturing echoed. Cracks, thick and massive, appeared on the giant sword beam, centered on the air cannon, spreading in all directions. In an instant, they covered the entire beam. Boom!! A terrifying explosion erupted. Chen Feng’s strongest strike—the flame-flowing, wind-wreathed giant sword beam—shattered violently, dissipating into spiritual energy. It unleashed an even more fearsome shockwave, carrying scorching fire and raging winds in all directions. Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle... Even the auras displayed by the high-ranking faction members were partially offset and dispersed. The crowd was even more awestruck by the two fighters’ power. On the arena, Chen Feng stared at this scene, momentarily stunned. Then his face fell into utter defeat: “As expected, I’ve lost again—couldn’t even withstand a single move!” He muttered, his eyes dimming. But then, his heart leaped, and a chill ran down his spine as a wave of terror washed over him. “No! What’s happening?!” Looking ahead, he saw the wind and fire dissipate. Lin Xuan’s air cannon, radiating an unmatched domineering aura, seemed completely unscathed, its power and speed undiminished as it continued hurtling toward him. “So that’s where it comes from,” Chen Feng said with a bitter smile, knowing he had lost—utterly and completely lost. His strongest strike couldn’t even stop Lin Xuan’s casual punch, let alone weaken its power. The gap between them was beyond words. He had no more will to fight. Turning, he leaped off the arena. Though leaving the arena meant defeat, he was already beaten. Staying would only invite injury. The domineering air cannon traced an afterimage and slammed into the spot where Chen Feng had stood. If he had lingered for even a second, he would have been gravely wounded. Then, the air cannon paused, rippled, and dissipated, showcasing Lin Xuan’s precise control over his power. The high-ranking faction members’ pupils contracted. Such precise control over power was beyond even them, cultivators at the mid Spirit Origin realm and above. Yet Lin Xuan, a junior disciple under twenty, had demonstrated it so effortlessly. Not only did he maintain that terrifying cultivation speed and strength progression, but he also wielded such precise control over his power. This was just too monstrous and freakish. Once again, the faction leaders were stunned by Lin Xuan’s talent. As the air cannon vanished in an instant, the terrifying energy within it naturally spread out. Cough! The nearest, Chen Feng, was caught in the aftermath.