Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 297 Infinite Sword Dao! (4 more updates)

Chapter 297: Chapter 297 Infinite Sword Dao! (4 more updates)

"Clang!"

A flash of the sword, and Ling Feng swung his blade like a nimble antelope with unpredictable turns, leaving no trace to be found!

The Infinite Sword King inwardly praised but was not too surprised, nor did he think he would lose because of this.

He had proposed to decide the outcome with swordsmanship because his own swordsmanship had long reached the realm of a Sword Technique Grandmaster!

Moreover, he had inherited the Ancient Sword Dao—the Infinite Sword Dao in his early years.

The Infinite Sword Dao that the Infinite Sword King inherited belonged to the top tier of sword dao traditions!

"Good tone! Witness my Infinite Sword Dao!"

The Infinite Sword King was thrilled, clearly excited by the swordsmanship Ling Feng displayed.

Ling Feng stepped forward, choosing to engage in close combat with the Infinite Sword King, fighting speed with speed.

Each sword he swung was like the Nine Heavens Fierce Thunder, unstoppable.

Dominating!

Sweeping!

The Infinite Sword King’s Infinite Sword Dao was unpredictable, throwing out strange moves repeatedly. Both wanted to improve their own skill by observing each other’s swordsmanship, so they did not use killing moves, but exchanged basic swordsmanship back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they had fought four to five hundred rounds.

"Young brother, your swordsmanship is quite remarkable!"

Ling Feng’s sword skills had earned the recognition of the Infinite Sword King, so he no longer called Ling Feng a young lad but addressed him as "young brother."

"Senior’s swordsmanship is also unfathomably mystical. The Infinite Sword Dao is truly impressive!" Ling Feng also couldn’t stop praising the Infinite Sword King’s mastery.

Every move and style of the Infinite Sword King’s swordsmanship was perfectly natural, like a celestial steed soaring across the heavens, or an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, embodying the boundless and endless Great Tao.

The Infinite Sword Dao was already touching the barrier of the Supreme Sword Dao. If he could make further progress, he would surely achieve the Supreme Sword Dao and soar to the heavens.

However, the Infinite Sword King had eventually died, leaving only a sliver of Divine Thought—what more could he refine?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Swords crossed, the sound of metal clashing was piercingly sharp!

Two figures crossed past each other on the platform of the Wind and Thunder Sword Tower, their movements as fast as lightning, their swords as quick as light, every strike plain but incredibly perilous, seeming as if a slightly delayed move would result in a fatal end.

Finally, the Infinite Sword King held back no longer and displayed the secret technique of the Infinite Sword Dao.

"Infinite—Sky-splitting Sword!"

The muscles of the Infinite Sword King flexed instantaneously, and a tremendous strength was transmitted through the sword in his hand. Under the amplification of the Infinite secret technique, he launched a slashing attack.

This one sword carried an unmatched might, unstoppable, as if even a towering cyan peak that pierced the clouds could be split in two by this single strike.

Ling Feng only felt that the sword light before him was like the might of heaven, the space around him seemingly sealed, leaving no way to dodge, and he had to meet it head-on.

It was merely swordsmanship, not even invoking Primordial Qi, yet it caused such terror—this was the horrifying aspect of a Sword Technique Grandmaster.

Of course, if Ling Feng were to activate the Carefree Sword Step at this moment, he could instantly escape from the blockade of this sword.

But a swordsman has their own dignity and honor, which nobody should trample upon, including oneself.

Since it was agreed to be a duel of swordsmanship, I, Ling Feng, would never cheat, nor use any True Qi!

"Infinite—Sky Splitting Sword!"

The Infinite Sword King swung his sword, bringing with him an immensely vast momentum, almost suffocating Ling Feng.

Ling Feng lifted the Ten Directions Annihilation high above his head and roared, "Ascending Dragon Sword!"

The Ascending Dragon Sword, a basic movement technique, was the ultimate choice to block massively powerful slashing sword moves in real combat.

Instantly, enormous brute force surged up from the soles of his feet, and Ling Feng, though outwardly a cultivated and weak scholar, now burst forth with an overwhelming physical strength. The Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique, a potent Body Refining Technique, endowed Ling Feng with unparalleled colossal strength.

"Roar!"

Ling Feng let out a low moan, and his frenzied muscles tore his long robe, each inch of muscle grotesquely bulging, completely losing the usual aura of a scholar.

The clashing sound of swords like that of Outer Heaven Divine Iron colliding, deep and heavy, almost brought Ling Feng to his knees under the Infinite Sword King’s "Sky-splitting Sword," but bursting with physical strength, he held back the two heavy swords of the Infinite Sword King and slowly stood up.

Of course, Ling Feng also realized that his Thunderstorm Armor had somehow dissolved about twenty percent of the tremendous force from the Infinite Sword King’s attack, otherwise, he might have been shaken to the point of vomiting blood.

"Continue!" Ling Feng swept his long sword, parrying the Infinite Sword King’s two giant swords, "The might of the Sword Dao, indeed formidable!"

The Infinite Sword Dao truly deserved its reputation as a top-tier Sword Dao inheritance. Although Ling Feng was stunning in his swordsmanship, he was ultimately too young and lacked depth.

Today’s battle, even if defeated, had taught Ling Feng much from the Infinite Sword Dao, which would be immensely beneficial for his future creation of a Sword Dao. Just for this reason alone, Ling Feng felt his trip to the Wind and Thunder Sword Tower had not been in vain.

However, it seemed he was destined to miss out on the Ninth Floor’s Attribute Sword Intent of the tower.

"Clang! Clang!"

A flash of the sword’s gleam, followed by two crisp sounds of Sword Sounds, the Infinite Sword King actually sheathed the two giant swords on his back, laughing heartily, "Very good, young brother, you just made the most correct decision. This Ascending Dragon Sword maximally resisted my Sword Pressure. Most commendably, you did not use True Qi to escape my Sword Force’s encirclement."

"Uh..." Ling Feng touched his nose, "Senior, you flatter me."

"No, my praise is well deserved! You’ve passed this challenge. Hahahaha..."

The Infinite Sword King threw his head back and laughed. Moments later, he suddenly sighed deeply, "What a pity, I only have a residual soul left; otherwise, having a sword genius like you to spar day and night, my Infinite Sword Dao would inevitably rise to the level of the Supreme Sword Dao."

"Senior’s sword techniques, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes overwhelmingly powerful, truly worthy of the name Infinite. Junior admires it!" Ling Feng bowed in a sword salute, sighed deeply, and continued, "This battle, if it had continued, although I can’t say I would have been definitely defeated, the chances of winning were absolutely slim."

Ling Feng took out a clean set of clothes and put them on, immediately reverting back to his gentle scholarly appearance.

"By the way, young brother, what’s your name?" the Infinite Sword King stroked his long beard, looking at Ling Feng with a smile.

"Junior Ling Feng, does Senior need anything?"

Ling Feng blinked slightly: This old fellow’s expression seems a bit off, why is he suddenly so...

Embarrassed?

The Infinite Sword King looked intently at Ling Feng, swallowed, his face slightly blushing, and rubbing his hands together, he said rather embarrassingly, "Well, Ling Feng, my young friend, hehehe..."

"Hmm?" Ling Feng felt a tightness somewhere, what did this mean?

He clearly saw the Infinite Sword King’s red face like a Chinese date, turning even redder, as if one could pinch it and squeeze out blood.

This old fellow, he doesn’t have some sort of fetish, does he?