Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 329 I'll Kill You with Your Knife

Lin Feng and Jian Cang ignored the fight between Sun An and Xu Tian. They only had eyes for each other, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them. Jian Cang hooked his finger at Lin Feng provocatively and said, "Come on, I want to try your sword too." His eyes were full of desire for battle.

Lin Feng's eyes glared. He exerted force with his feet, cracking the ground beneath his feet. He charged towards Jian Cang like an angry bull. His speed was incredibly fast, and he was in front of Jian Cang in the blink of an eye. However, since he had no weapon, he was extremely cautious when facing Jian Cang. His eyes were fixed on the knife in Jian Cang's hand, and his body moved nimbly.

Seeing this, Jian Cang roared, raised his knife high, and slashed down fiercely at Lin Feng. This strike contained his powerful true energy, and the air around the blade was twisted by this force. Lin Feng dodged the blow easily. Jian Cang then swept the knife across, and Lin Feng leaned back, the blade almost brushing against the tip of his nose.

Lin Feng didn't just sit back and take the blow. He seized the opportunity, leaped forward, and kicked Jian Cang's wrist, where he held the knife. Startled, Jian Cang quickly drew his knife back, blocking Lin Feng's kick with the blade. As Lin Feng's foot touched the ground, another punch aimed at Jian Cang's face. Jian Cang dodged sideways, then rammed the hilt of his knife into Lin Feng's abdomen. Lin Feng reacted quickly, blocking Jian Cang's attack with his crossed hands, then leaped back, creating distance between them.

This time, Jian Cang clearly felt the pressure double. He could sense that Lin Feng's physical strength and Qi were far greater than their last encounter. Lin Feng's attacks were like a torrential downpour, sometimes with his feet, sometimes with his hands, each one incredibly powerful, leaving Jian Cang somewhat overwhelmed.

Jian Cang was not to be outdone. He kept changing his attack methods, sometimes slashing with a knife, and sometimes kicking after being blocked by Lin Feng. His eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. He knew that he could not underestimate Lin Feng, otherwise he would definitely lose.

In the fierce battle, Jian Cang fended off Lin Feng's attacks while searching for an opening. He secretly calculated that if he could find Lin Feng's weakness, he could use the Star Blade to deliver a fatal blow. Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Lin Feng, I'll show you the power of your own blade!" As he spoke, he continuously channeled his inner Qi into the Star Blade in his hand. A thin layer of radiant Qi gradually coated the Star Blade, the light growing brighter and brighter, like a dazzling star glittering upon the blade.

Jian Cang had originally thought that the Star Blade, infused with true Qi, would release a field that suppressed cultivation and generated several times the force of gravity, just as he had heard. However, to his surprise, the expected field did not appear. His eyes widened in confusion, and he muttered to himself, "How is this possible? Is this a fake Star Blade?"

Seeing this, Lin Feng sneered, his mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes full of sarcasm, and said: "Hmph, it seems you don't know how to use the Star Sword yet." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in this tense battle atmosphere, as if it was the greatest humiliation to Jian Cang.

At this point, the battle between Xu Tian and Sun An had also reached a fever pitch. Xu Tian's figure moved around Sun An like a ghost, his every strike accompanied by a sharp whistling sound. Sun An, on the other hand, fought steadily. Though wounded, he stubbornly resisted Xu Tian's attacks. His eyes revealed a hint of determination; he knew he couldn't lose, otherwise not only would his life be in jeopardy, but Jian Cang would also be implicated.

Xu Tian spun around, a black scimitar appearing in his hand. He swung it, slashing at Sun An. The blade shone with a strange black light, as if it could devour everything. Sun An was startled and quickly stepped back, but the scimitar's blade still slashed his arm. Blood streamed down his arm, but he gritted his teeth, not letting out a single cry of pain.

"Hmph, demonic demon, is this all you can do?" Sun An taunted, enduring the pain. He knew that he couldn't show weakness in battle, or else it would drive the enemy even more crazy.

Xu Tian sneered: "Don't be impatient, this is just the beginning." After that, he attacked Sun An again. This time, his attack was more ferocious, as if he wanted to defeat Sun An completely.

Meanwhile, Jian Cang was enraged by Lin Feng's words. His face flushed crimson, his eyes burning with rage. "What did you say? I can't use this knife? Humph, today I'll use it to take your life!" He roared, then charged at Lin Feng again. The Star Blade in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight, a light like the call of the god of death, chilling and terrifying.

Lin Feng, however, remained calm, his eyes cool and composed. He observed Jian Cang's attack path and dodged nimbly. He was contemplating how to reclaim the Star Blade. He knew that in Jian Cang's hands, the blade would always be a threat. As he dodged, he searched for Jian Cang's weakness, waiting for the perfect opportunity.

Jian Cang's attacks became increasingly frenzied, each of his strikes imbued with immense power. Lin Feng, however, always managed to dodge them deftly, which only infuriated Jian Cang further. His gaze grew fierce, his rationality gradually swallowed by rage. He recklessly attacked Lin Feng, completely disregarding his own defenses.

Seeing Jian Cang's weakness, Lin Feng's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He saw the right moment and rushed forward. Before Jian Cang could react, he suddenly punched Jian Cang's knife-wielding hand. The punch was so powerful that Jian Cang felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the Star Blade in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

"Hmph, trying to take the knife? Not that easy!" Jian Cang gritted his teeth, tightly gripping the Star Blade. He kicked at Lin Feng, trying to distance himself. Lin Feng dodged sideways, then punched Jian Cang in the chest again. Jian Cang blocked Lin Feng's attack with his other hand, but his body was still shaken back a few steps.

The battle between Lin Feng and Jian Cang reached a fever pitch, each attack a dance on the brink of death. Lin Feng's eyes were as sharp as cold stars, his form darting like a ghost, each strike carrying immense force. Jian Cang's expression was solemn. He knew Lin Feng's formidable strength, but his pride as a Grandmaster prevented him from retreating.