Chapter 124 - Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Ice Knife_l

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Ice Knife_l

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When Yan Feng’s second sword struck down, Chen Mobai felt an oppressive force far more potent than what he had previously experienced in the six rounds of the magical duel. It seemed like the air on the arena was cleaved apart by this strike.

He could not take this sword strike head-on!

His potent divine sense made him come to this judgment immediately.

However, before each of Yan Feng’s sword strikes, he would first lock onto Chen Mobai with his qi, forcing him into direct confrontation.

“I must first find a way to break this qi chain.”

In the midst of these thoughts, Chen Mobai threw all of his remaining two rank-1 lower-grade talismans.

At the same time, under his divine sense control, the dark water condensed into seven thin waves, emulating wings of cicadas.

All the defensive power of Water Elemental Shield was concentrated by him onto the attack point of Yan Feng’s sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The first three dark water waves couldn’t withstand even for a moment. Upon contact with the Mengmeng Sword Qi emitted from Yan Feng’s finger sword, they burst into a rain of water droplets.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Chen Mobai’s Ice Breath was already fully brewed, and he breathed it out.

With the “crack” sound, the remaining four water waves were frozen into ice shields.

But under the powerful impact of Yan Feng’s second sword, two more ice shields were pierced, turning into fragments. Fortunately, the third ice shield managed to hold for a breath’s time, followed by the last ice shield that lasted two seconds.

Boom!

Yan Feng finally broke through Chen Mobai’s “Water Elemental Shield” and “Cold Ice Technique” conjured into the strongest seven-fold defense. The Mengmeng Sword Qi erupted from his fingertip had halved in size, leaving only about three centimeters in width and twenty centimeters in length.

But he had already broken through all the obstacles and came in front of Chen Mobai. His right-hand double fingers were ready to strike, about to knock his opponent off the arena.

“Scatter!”

At that moment, Chen Mobai yelled out and activated a simple talisman.

The Quicksand Talisman!

This rank-1 lower-grade talisman that could turn rocks into fine sand was used by immortal sects for creating ways through mountains.

But when Chen Mobai used it here, he achieved an unexpected effect.

Yan Feng’s feet suddenly softened as the rocky stage under his feet instantly turned into a pit of sand, causing him to start sinking.

But his eyes sharpened, disregarding everything, he even poured all the remaining power of his finger sword into a thrust aimed at Chen Mobai’s chest.

“This guy is definitely in a different league compared to previous opponents.”

Chen Mobai sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to activate the “Wood Armor Talisman”.

This intermediate grade rank-1 defensive talisman transformed into a green light covering his whole body, barely blocking Yan Feng’s finger sword, which already had been weakened seven times and was barely holding on.

“Boom!”

Even so, Chen Mobai was forced to continually retreat by the powerful impact of this finger sword. His feet dragged out two marks on the arena. By the time he steadied himself, he was one step away from the edge of the arena.

“If the second sword forced me to use up all my defensive methods, aren’t his third and fourth swords even more terrifying?”

Chen Mobai let his thoughts run, pondering over the information about the cultivation techniques that Yan Feng had willingly revealed.

If things were as Yan Feng had said, he definitely wouldn’t be able to withstand the fourth sword, and might even be knocked down from the arena by the third sword.

But there was no fear in Chen Mobai’s heart.

The Sea Sword Qi, one can start training from the seventh level of Qi Cultivation, and by the ninth level of Qi Cultivation, one should only be able to cultivate three sword Qis.

If Yan Feng deliberately mentioned he had cultivated four sword Qis, it could be a tactic to unnerve his opponents by bluffing about being at the Foundation Establishment level, causing them to hesitate and become timid during the magic duel.

Of course, Yan Feng may be a rare genius who managed to cultivate four sword Qis at the Qi Cultivating Realm.

But regardless, in the present moment, he could only assume he didn’t have it.

He could not fall into Yan Feng’s rhythm, allowing him to wield his sword at will.

He needed to pressure him into using the Sea Sword Qi, to observe any potential weaknesses from it.

Chen Mobai finalized his battle tactics, his eyes narrowing as he breathed out, maximizing the power of his Cold Ice Technique.

The hundreds of students watching from around the arena, those with lower cultivation levels suddenly unconsciously shivered.

“Strange, how has it suddenly become cold in this hot summer?”

Lu Hongsheng scratched his head, using his spiritual power to drive away the chill from his body.

Yan Bingxuan, who had been pulled by Mo Simin to stand with them after Chen Mobai’s arrival at the stage, brightened her beautiful eyes at this moment.

“Even my Xuan Ice Change couldn’t withstand his Sea Sword Qi, can your Cold Ice Technique achieve that?”

Before this, Yan Bingxuan had always thought that her strength and that of Chen Mobai should be on par.

But, as the magic duel progressed, she came to realize that, although both she and Chen Mobai were at the Qi Cultivation Realm’s seventh layer, the gap between them was quite significant.

What she couldn’t do, Chen Mobai might be able to.

With this Cold Ice Technique, which she had helped him to comprehend and cultivate!

Whoosh!

A long and chilling stream of Ice Breath wildly spurted out from Chen Mobai’s mouth. The surrounding air temperature plummeted instantly, causing Lu Hongsheng’s hair to stand on end and he couldn’t help but sneeze.

But everyone was so focused, their gaze towards the rainbow that had suddenly appeared above the arena was unwavering.

The Dark Water, which was previously shattered into droplets and ice shards by Yan Feng, under the double enhancement of Chen Mobai’s Water Controlling Technique and his Cold Ice Technique, turned into a gigantic semi-transparent ice knife. Under the sunlight, it emanated a seven-colored light.

It was exceedingly dazzling and beautiful.

Chen Mobai exerted 70% of his physical stamina’s spiritual power, and used his strongest spell to form this three-meter long Rainbow Ice Knife, slashing heavily towards Yan Feng, who had been caught in quicksand because of the surge of his Sword Qi.

Hum!

Seeing this magnificent ice knife, Yan Feng didn’t hesitate for a moment, and once again triggered a Sword Talisman. A clear Sword Sound echoed on the peak.

A swing of the Finger Sword!

A rumbling Sword Qi. Yan Feng, who had fallen into quicksand, his eyes were flickering with intense light. He rose like a sharp sword breaking through the sky, trying to escape the Rainbow Ice Knife’s attack which was obviously slower and a bit clumsy, whilst simultaneously breaking free from the binding of quicksand.

At this moment, another talisman, buried together with the Quicksand Talisman, was activated.

Yan Feng who had just sprung out of the quicksand, his expression suddenly changed. Wooden columns rose rumblingly from the sand beneath him, forming a two-meter high wooden prison, tightly trapping him who intended to change direction.

Bang!

With a swift swipe of the Finger Sword, Yan Feng easily broke through this Wood Prison Talisman.

But at the same time, the colossal Ice Knife had already fallen overhead. There was no time to dodge, he could only brace himself to withstand!

Yan Feng hesitated for a moment. He didn’t have any better solutions, so he could only reluctantly launch his third Sword Qi.

Only to see that his right finger tip sparked a nearly two-meter long and double fists wide, giant Sword Qi, striking horizontally towards the Ice Knife that was slashing down from above.

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In the midst of the grating sound.

The immense Ice Knife, under the impact of Yan Feng’s third Sword Qi, had some small cracks before it shattered with a loud bang.

“Let’s decide the outcome!”

The silently chanting Chen Mobai didn’t hesitate, nor did he want to face the third sword head-on anymore, let alone consider the fourth sword he wasn’t sure about!

He drew out his final talisman!