I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

"This boy has truly undergone a complete transformation, and his strength far surpasses his peak." An elder was secretly shocked.

Wang Long staggered several steps on the battle platform before regaining his balance, his face filled with horror.

He looked down at the Jinghong Sword in his hand and saw that a thin mark had been struck on the blade. His eyes widened in shock.

This is a genuine Heaven-Rank Spiritual Artifact. Just how terrifying must the power be to cause cracks in it?

Although the crack was as thin as a hair and seemed insignificant, it was enough to prove that Lin Feng was by no means the mediocre person he had previously thought of, but a formidable enemy who could threaten his life!

"As expected of a Heavenly-Rank Spiritual Weapon, it withstood one of my punches without shattering. But how many punches can you withstand?"

Lin Feng let out a cold laugh and suddenly darted out, rushing towards Wang Long with unstoppable momentum.

He unleashed a powerful punch with his right fist, still without using any martial arts techniques, relying solely on the power of his physical body emanating from the Chaos Heavenly Scripture.

"Open it!"

Faced with Lin Feng's strong counterattack, Wang Long's eyes widened in anger, his long hair fluttering wildly.

He suddenly made a sword gesture, and streaks of sword light suddenly rose in the sky. However, they did not slash at Lin Feng separately, but instead condensed into one, eventually transforming into a crystal-clear sword aura.

The sword energy was translucent and lustrous, its brilliance dazzling, as if it had been carved from a single piece of precious diamond.

"This is the Heaven-Rank martial skill, Moon Shadow Flowing Wind Sword!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

As the top disciple of the inner sect and a personal disciple of an elder, Wang Long's profound foundation was indeed astonishing. Not only did he wield a Heaven-rank spiritual weapon, but he also mastered a Heaven-rank sword technique.

"Clang!!!"

With a thought, Wang Long unleashed a sword aura that slashed towards Lin Feng.

A smug look flashed across his eyes.

He had already mastered the martial art of Moon Shadow Flowing Wind to a high level.

He rarely showed it to others, always keeping it as a trump card.

This sword technique is known as the nemesis of body cultivators. Its sword energy contains an extremely sharp aura, and ordinary flesh and blood bodies cannot withstand a single strike, and will be cut in two on the spot.

Only a protective armor of the same rank can barely withstand it.

"Lin Feng, you will eventually die by my sword."

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Wang Long's mouth.

Inside the pavilion, Murong Xue stared intently at the battle, then suddenly spoke, "Father, surely Lin Feng should activate that protective armor by now?"

Murong Yan remained silent. He found himself increasingly unable to see through Lin Feng, as if the young man was always shrouded in a layer of mist.

On the battle platform, Lin Feng's expression hardened slightly, but he still did not summon his protective armor.

Wang Long is Gu Niantong's personal disciple, and his methods are bound to be endless, far more than what he has just used. Gu Niantong must keep some trump cards up his sleeve to deal with any future threats.

With a low shout, Lin Feng unleashed both fists at the same time, moving at extreme speed, instantly creating dozens of fist imprints.

Each fist imprint was incredibly powerful, crashing down on the sword energy like a heavy cannon.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sword energy that slashed down from the sky was violently shaken by the fist imprint, and fine cracks appeared on its surface.

In just a moment, the sword energy shattered inch by inch, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air.

"How is that possible?!"

Wang Long's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

This is a sword aura formed from a Heaven-rank martial skill, known as indestructible.

Lin Feng actually shattered the sword aura with just his bare fists?

"Whoosh!"

But Wang Long had no time to think about it anymore.

The moment Lin Feng shattered the sword energy, he suddenly activated all his blood and energy, charging forward.

He was like a savage beast, his momentum overwhelming, leaving deep footprints on the battle stage with every step he took.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sword beams that Wang Long unleashed in succession were like paper in front of Lin Feng, unable to stop him in the slightest.

The next moment, Lin Feng's shoulder sank, like a mountain crashing down, slamming heavily onto Wang Long.

Wang Long was sent flying backward, rolling on the ground more than a dozen times until he reached the edge of the arena before finally coming to a stop.

At this moment, the audience below the stage was already numb with shock.

Cultivation level crushes!

Martial arts skills are overwhelming!

The magical weapon crushes it!

Despite having these three advantages, Wang Long was still no match for Lin Feng.

The scene before my eyes was so absurd it was like something out of a fairy tale.

Gu Niantong's gaze darkened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, his face remaining calm.

His gaze fell on Lin Feng's fists, where he saw that the skin on his hands was already torn and bleeding profusely.

Clearly, Lin Feng's breaking of this sword aura was not as easy as it seemed to everyone; he must have paid a considerable price.

"Wang Long, it's time to use that move."

Gu Niantong's gaze was as deep and unfathomable as a cold pool.

"Splash—"

As the dust settled, everyone looked up towards the edge of the battle platform.

Wang Long scrambled to his feet, his body suddenly enveloped in wisps of crimson mist, his skin turning an eerie red.

At the same time, an extremely violent aura was surging and rising from his body.

"This is... the aura of the Berserker Pill?!"

Elder Zhu was startled and immediately shouted, "Sect Master! The Berserk Pill is a forbidden medicine within the sect and must never appear in the Grand Competition!"

"Wang Long has blatantly violated the clan rules and should be directly judged as the loser!"

Many elders and disciples below the stage also showed expressions of indignation upon seeing this.

The Berserk Pill is a pill that forcibly stimulates vitality and potential. Although it can greatly increase combat power after consumption, the backlash is extremely terrifying.

If taken in excess, it can even lead to the complete severing of meridians.

Therefore, the Qingyun Sect had long ago listed it as a prohibited drug.

Moreover, this elixir is extremely valuable, and ordinary disciples would never have the chance to see it.

"Elder Zhu, you are mistaken!"

Gu Niantong was clearly prepared, and his tone was calm and unhurried.

"The battle between Wang Long and Lin Feng is not just a sect competition, but a life-or-death duel, so naturally there are no taboos."

Elder Zhu's expression changed. He looked towards the misty pavilion in the distance, but seeing that the sect leader had not spoken, he could only suppress his anger.

"Father, are you really not going to call a halt?" Murong Xue, sitting high on the table, couldn't help but ask.

"It's alright, I want to see just how far this kid's limits are."

Murong Yan narrowed his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them.

On the battle platform, the effects of the Berserk Pill fully kicked in.

Wang Long was enveloped in layers of crimson smoke, even his pupils were stained blood red.

"Lin Feng, I was reluctant to use this Berserk Pill, but you've forced me to this point!"

As Wang Long spoke, his aura continued to rise, and he soon broke through the sixth and seventh levels of Foundation Establishment!

And the momentum did not diminish, eventually stopping at the peak of the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.

Although it seems like he has only improved by two minor realms, Wang Long's power at this moment is terrifying to the extreme, several times stronger than before!

Lin Feng's expression suddenly hardened. He felt an extremely strong sense of pressure from Wang Long, even a life-or-death crisis.

But he quickly regained his composure and said coldly, "The effects of the Berserk Pill will only last for an hour at most. As long as I can hold out for that time, you will be the one who dies."

"Hahaha! You'll have to survive this hour!"

Wang Long burst into wild laughter, then his figure moved suddenly, rushing to Lin Feng's front at three times the speed of before, and slashing down with his sword!