Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 129 Hard Fight

Lin Feng remained undaunted. Immediately, his hands transformed into Golden Phoenix Slash. The edges of his palms gleamed with sharp Qi light, like blades. "Shua!" A crescent-shaped stream of Qi shot out, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

"A mere trifle!" The tenth elder snorted coldly and dispersed the crescent-shaped true qi with a wave of his hand.

Lin Feng's expression grew even more solemn, but he showed no sign of retreating. He shouted again, "Qi Slash!" He concentrated all his Qi into his hands. At that moment, his arms seemed enveloped in a brilliant light. Lin Feng swung his arm vigorously, and a powerful crescent-shaped stream of Qi roared out. It was so dense and powerful that the air crackled and exploded wherever it passed.

However, for the Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperors Pavilion, whose primary focus was on physical cultivation, these attacks were mere tickling. The Tenth Elder stood still, motionless, allowing the energies to slash him. Even as the energies dissipated, he remained unscathed.

"Boy, is this all you can do? You're simply wasting my time." The Tenth Elder said coldly, with a scornful smile on his lips.

A flash of despair flashed across Lin Feng's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tenacity. "I won't give up easily!" he shouted, charging towards the Tenth Elder once again, engaging in close combat.

Lin Feng's movements were like a violent storm. His punches were fierce, and each one carried his anger and unwillingness. His eyes burned with a blazing fighting spirit, as if he wanted to devour the enemy before him.

The Tenth Elder responded calmly. His body was as hard as steel. Lin Feng's fist hit him with a dull sound, but could not cause any substantial damage to him.

"Bang!" The tenth elder casually swung a punch, and Lin Feng was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough..." Lin Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, but he still struggled to stand up.

"You think you can compete with me?" the tenth elder laughed.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, struggled to get up from the ground, and rushed towards the Tenth Elder again.

"You are overestimating yourself!" said the Tenth Elder in annoyance. He kicked Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was kicked out again.

Lin Feng slammed heavily against a rock, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the Tenth Elder with an unyielding look in his eyes.

"I won't let you succeed!" Lin Feng said, panting.

He stood up again and rushed towards the Tenth Elder, but every attack was easily deflected by the Tenth Elder.

Lin Feng realized that he could not win in close combat, so he quickly distanced himself and launched another long-range attack.

Lin Feng was breathing heavily. The Tenth Elder stood there calmly, his clothes fluttering gently in the wind. His clothes were as clean as new, without a wrinkle or stain, as if the fierce chase and battle just now had not left any trace on him.

Lin Feng, in tattered clothes, rustled in the wind. His chest rose and fell violently, each breath like the strain of a worn bellows. He panted, his face etched with exhaustion and despair. The vast gap in power between a high-level Grandmaster and a Grandmaster lay before him like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard he tried, he could not cross it.

Lin Feng had just experienced a battle some time ago. In that battle, even facing the combined siege of several high-level Grandmasters, he was able to remain undefeated with his own strength and wisdom. However, at this moment, facing the Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperor Pavilion at the Grandmaster level, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The Great Elder of the Nine Emperors Pavilion's eyes revealed a hint of mockery and cruelty, as if Lin Feng before him was nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he casually swung the gleaming sword in his hand. A sharp sword energy instantly whistled out, shooting towards Lin Feng like a brilliant bolt of lightning.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply, he clenched his teeth, and his muscles tensed instantly. He swung his weapon with all his might, trying to deflect the deadly sword energy. At the critical moment, he jerked his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the blow.

The sword energy rushed straight towards the cliff like a violent dragon. With a deafening roar, the cliff was instantly split into two. Huge rocks collapsed and rolled down, falling into the surging sea, stirring up waves several feet high.

Lin Feng looked at the shocking sword marks, his heart filled with shock and despair. He knew clearly that the enemy in front of him had hardly expended any effort, while he was already on the verge of exhaustion.

"Is it really impossible to defeat them?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, a flicker of resentment and helplessness in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Others who travel through time and space always challenge opponents of higher levels, unstoppable and unstoppable. But why is it that when it comes to me, not only can I not defeat my opponents of higher levels, but I'm almost killed by them? Why is the gap so huge?"

But at this moment, complaining was meaningless. Lin Feng took a deep breath, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. He knew that this was a critical moment of life and death. Only by unleashing his most powerful skills could he have a chance of survival.

Lin Feng danced his hands quickly, and instantly released several streams of true energy. Those true energies were like agile dragons, attacking the ten elders of the Nine Emperor Pavilion with a whistling sound.

The Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperors Pavilion stood motionless, a scornful smile on his face as he thought to himself, "This brat is already at the end of his rope. This weak attack is just his last ditch effort."

At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly occurred on the body of the Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperor Pavilion and on the ground beneath his feet. With a loud "bang", flames shot up into the sky, smoke and dust rolled up, instantly enveloping the Tenth Elder.

Lin Feng seized the opportunity to quickly shift positions, his eyes firm and resolute. He clasped his hands together, then, exerting all his strength, slowly pulled them apart. Between his palms, a sphere of condensed Qi gradually emerged. As he pulled his hands apart, the sphere slowly grew larger, shimmering with light, and the surrounding air seemed to be warped by its immense power.

When his hands were shoulder-width apart, Lin Feng paused. At this point, the Qi ball was the size of a head, emitting a chilling aura. But this wasn't over yet. Lin Feng's meridians swelled, and he desperately poured the remaining Qi into the ball.

The dust surrounding the Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperors Pavilion gradually dissipated. He noticed Lin Feng's change in position, but he only frowned slightly, not paying much attention. However, when his gaze fell on the sphere of Qi condensed between Lin Feng's palms, his expression finally changed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise and praise.