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Chapter 210 Li Chunfeng finally drew his wooden sword!

Li Chunfeng's incredible anticipation and evasion skills earned him even greater respect from all the undercover disciples in the audience.

In their eyes, this Brother Feng is no longer just an optimistic ordinary person.

Despite his own weakness, he still yearned for the path of immortality and made unremitting efforts for it.

Li Chunfeng is the most vivid example for this group of pseudo-spiritual root beings who have been rejected by the immortal path!
It was because of the constant encouragement and motivation from Brother Feng and Senior Brother Dong that they were able to persevere through the despair of the outer sect, working diligently and conscientiously, and even mustering the courage to take on this life-or-death undercover mission.

Now that Brother Feng has internal energy, he can actually dodge the sword energy of cultivators!
Although he was just a mortal and the other person was only at the Qi Refining stage, he was truly getting closer to his dream step by step!

This growth and perseverance moved them and made them feel ashamed of their previous laziness.

On the arena, Disciple A no longer harbored any intention to test the waters.

With a thought, his spiritual power surged once more!

"Brother Feng, watch out!"

This time, he didn't hold back. Instead, he swung his sword rapidly while continuously forming hand seals.

Several sword energies instantly materialized, blocking all of Li Chunfeng's evasion routes from different angles!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sword energy tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek!

The undercover agents in the audience were on the edge of their seats!
Faced with this unavoidable attack, Li Chunfeng's optimistic smile finally faded a bit.

He realized that this time, there was no way to hide!

He poured all his internal energy into his arms!
"Clang! Clang! Clang clang clang clang—!"

The afterimages of the wooden swords intertwined in front of him, forming an impenetrable net of swords!
"Ding! Ding! Ding ding ding!"

The sounds of rapid, continuous impacts filled the air!
Those sword energies, powerful enough to split stone tablets, were actually blocked by him with his seemingly fragile wooden sword!
However, something even more astonishing happened!

Disciple A felt strange, counter-force flowing back into his body through the connection of the sword energy!
"puff--!"

His blood surged, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he was so shocked that he took half a step back, his face turning slightly pale.

What…what’s going on?!
He stared at his hands in disbelief. "It was clearly my sword energy that I unleashed, so why... why am I injured?!"

The players in the spectator stands immediately erupted in excitement.

"Holy crap! That was a perfect block!"

"Absolutely! Look at how much blood and qi are churning in Disciple A's eyes, he's definitely shocked by the damage from the perfect parry!"

"Wait, can sword energy be perfectly deflected? That's not scientific!"

"Who cares if it's scientific or not? It's just a game, everything can be explained! Even without spiritual roots, mortals are still quite interesting!"

Disciple A took a deep breath.

The gap between myself and Brother Feng in swordsmanship is like heaven and earth.

He no longer harbored any arrogance towards mortals, but instead regarded Li Chunfeng as a truly respectable opponent.

He decided to pay the highest respect to this senior in the manner of a monk!
Even if it hurts the other party!

He's going to go all out!

Disciple A took a deep breath and held nothing back.

He pushed the spiritual power of the fourth level of Qi Refining in his body to its limit and formed hand seals.

In no time, he could readily use the various basic techniques he had learned in the Guixi Sect by completing tasks and receiving instruction from the elders who imparted their skills.

Then they all called out to Li Chunfeng!
"Explosive Flame Technique!"

"Frost Spike!" "Entanglement Technique!"

Fireballs, ice spikes, vines...

In an instant, the arena was filled with flashes of light, creating a terrifying spectacle.

Although these are only beginner-level spells, when performed by a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, their power is still not to be underestimated by ordinary people.

Despite the dazzling onslaught, Li Chunfeng's smile remained unchanged.

He could sense that the disciple before him had finally stopped seeing him as a mortal who needed to be "merciful," and was now taking him seriously as a true opponent.

This feeling of being truly recognized filled him with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

When he was in the outer sect, although he was highly respected, there was always a layer of arrogance that cultivators naturally have towards mortals, an invisible barrier called "the difference between immortals and mortals".

And now, this barrier seems to be being broken down little by little by him.

This is indeed a good thing!
He was filled with pride, for it was his great fortune to be able to spar with a true cultivator with his mortal body!

Without any further hesitation, he drew his sword and returned it to its sheath at an unprecedented speed, almost leaving a blur!

He poured his newly generated internal energy into it without reservation!
"Clang clang clang clang clang clang—!"

The wooden sword seemed to be groaning under the strain of the extreme speed!
Looking at the countless complex torrents of magic before him, Li Chunfeng chuckled softly:
"Fancy and superficial, broad but not deep."

The moment he finished speaking, he roared!
The hand movements came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a standard draw-and-slash stance.

All his strength, along with that newly generated internal energy, was concentrated into this one sword strike!
"open--!!!!!"

A sharp screech that tore through the air!

Li Chunfeng finally pulled out his wooden sword!

A crescent-shaped sword aura, imbued with pure internal energy, slashed out fiercely along the trajectory of his sword swing!
That sword energy seemed ordinary, but it struck the weakest point of all magical attacks!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fireball exploded in mid-air, severing the ice spikes and slicing the vines clean off at the roots!

The seemingly violent torrent of magic was easily diverted to both sides by this sword energy, and slammed into the empty arena!

Disciple A was completely dumbfounded.

W-What's going on?!

Internal force... Internal force can actually break through a cultivator's spiritual energy techniques?!

How can this be? !
In the instant he lost his composure, the sword energy that had shattered all the spells continued its relentless assault on his face!

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him!

Disciple A was so frightened that his mind went blank. He forgot to dodge and defend himself, and just stood there blankly, watching the sword energy grow larger and larger in his pupils.

Oh no... Am I going to die...?

However, the sword energy vanished without a trace just as it was about to strike him.

"Huh...huh..."

Disciple A slumped to the ground, panting heavily, his back already soaked in cold sweat.

Looking at Li Chunfeng, who had sheathed his sword but still wore a smile, he felt nothing but endless awe and gratitude.

"Thank you... thank you for showing mercy, Brother Feng!"

The undercover agents in the audience were also completely shocked by this amazing reversal.

A mortal... a mortal actually defeated a Qi cultivator?!

(End of this chapter)