Chapter 27: The Chasm of Strength (Sixth Update, Second Update)

  "Don't scare me, I'm timid and can't take fright!" Kong Zhuo's calmness was so calm that it seemed to float away, and Lin Yufeng gathered all the energy and spirit he had cultivated to create a solemn and murderous aura, only to have it all released at once.

  "Don't you dare point your sword at me, Second Brother! It's not that I, Kong Zhuan, look down on you. You alone, plus that Yu Lao Si!" Kong Zhuan pointed to Yu Xuanji, "Plus the others here...!" As Kong Zhuan moved, everyone felt a sudden lightness on their bodies, as if the earth's massive gravitational pull had vanished in an instant. "You try it, see if you can punish me with your combined strength!"

  With a playful tone, Kong Zhuang waved his hand and said, "Perhaps you really want to give it a try!"

  Lin Yufeng's face changed, turning iron-green with rage, a feeling of being insulted.

  Indeed, this is an insult. All along, among the three generations of Luofu's disciples, Chang Yue never mentioned that his age was there, and his strength was naturally far above himself. In everyone's eyes, Chang Yue was considered a second-generation half-disciple, but below Chang Yue, he had always been first. Although Kong Zhuo later emerged, in his eyes, he was just a fellow disciple with good swordsmanship. As for real strength, he wouldn't have taken it to heart. However, now he finally understands that things aren't as simple as he imagined.

  Just now, Kong Zhuan used the primordial magnetic force of the Earth element to trap them completely, and only then did he suddenly realize that the chubby fifth junior brother in front of him, who had no conflicts with people but only with pigs, was far beyond his imagination. Perhaps even stronger than Shanggong by one or two levels. However, this could not shake his confidence. It didn't matter if his strength was slightly inferior; he could make up for the gap through hard work in the future.

  However, Kong Zhong's words were really hurtful.

  What's meant by "United we can't punish your crime?"

  If you hadn't struck first, it's still uncertain who would have killed whom now!

  Joining hands, others may not say it, but Yu Xuanji is also a leader among the three generations of disciples. Although he can't compare to himself, if we say that our two joining hands can't deal with your guilt, then you're underestimating people too much.

  But such insults, I have never encountered in my life.

  You're overestimating yourself!

  The rumors seemed to be getting more intense, layer by layer, gathering around Lin Yufeng.

  "Lao Wu, what did you just say?" Lin Yufeng said word by word, his sword slowly retracting, his body slowly rising under the influence of the layered whirlwind.

  Taoism!

  Kong Zuo smiled, the wind technique is not among the five elements, but it's also one of the most famous ones in Qimen Dasao. Lin Lao Er's name has a "wind" character, who would have thought that he learned wind technique too, it's quite interesting.

  "My previous meaning was already very clear, Lin Lao Er, your strength is poor, and your brain shouldn't be bad too, of course, I agree that your brain isn't good for use either. What I meant to say earlier is that the fourteen of you added together aren't even enough for me to pinch!" Kong Zhuo smiled, his provocative attitude overflowing from his words.

  "Is that so? The fourteen of us joining hands are no match for you, Old Five. Your tone is quite arrogant!" Lin Yufeng gradually calmed down at this moment, his many years of cultivation and the teachings of his seniors having made him possess a demeanor befitting a master despite his young age.

  "Since it's already been decided, there's no need for so much idle chatter — huh, interesting!"

  The sound paused, and a strand of sword wind had already arrived at his brain back.

  "Fourth brother, sneaking around like this, don't you feel ashamed?!" Kong Zhan coldly smiled and suddenly spun his body. Yu Xuanji's sword stabbed into the air, but before he could even retract it, Kong Zhan's body had already slightly tilted to the side. In that instant, their bodies were almost shoulder to shoulder, leaning against each other.

  Then, a strong gust of wind hit his body.

  Yu Xuanji's face suddenly turned pale, the sword pose had already been withdrawn in time, but it was too late to make any adjustments. Kong Yan's body leaned forward, completely sealing off his next move. All he could do was twist his body as much as possible, trying to minimize the damage from Kong Yan's next strike, but all of this was in vain!

  Between the physical entanglement, a sly smile flashed across Kong Zhuo's eyes, like a fierce tiger teasing its prey that had already been bitten in the throat, making one's heart chill.

  The air was stagnant at this moment.

  Kong Zhuang swung his thick arm, without hesitation, without mercy, extremely fast, and slammed it down hard on his back.

  "Bang!" A dull thud, not loud, but except for Lin Yufeng, the expressions of the other twelve people involuntarily froze, their mouths slightly agape, their eyes looking somewhat stunned, as if this elbow had been slammed onto their own backs.

  Yu Xuanji's body flew out horizontally, floated in the air for a while, and involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood. He crashed to the ground three zhang away, his body bouncing several times before coming to a complete stop, unconscious.

  Heh heh, turning his head around, scanning the surroundings, the eyes of the twelve disciples touched and flashed, without exception, lowering their heads. Finally, his gaze slowly fell on Lin Yufeng who was floating in mid-air.

  As for the struggle between Kong Zhuan and Yu Xuanji, Lin Yufeng was indifferent and didn't intervene, but that doesn't mean he hadn't seen it.

  Kong Zhan's move was swift and decisive, with a subtle grasp of timing and precision that left him feeling chilled to the bone.

  And now, the only thing he can do is to concentrate all his strength and bring it together with his best state, strongest strength and fight against Kong Zhuan. Even if he loses, he cannot lose as badly as Yu Xuanji did.

  "Hmm, not bad!" Kong Zhuo stretched out his right index finger and pressed his brow with some worry. "Lin Lao Er, get ready to make your move, you only have one chance!"

  Lin Yufeng's pupils suddenly constricted, the sword in his hand emitted a clear hum, and shot out, the power of the wind was completely compressed at the moment the sword shot out, forming a cyan-colored barrier like crystal around the sword body. As the sword moved, the fully condensed cyan crystal actually quickly seeped into the sword.

  The blue sword light suddenly surged, and its speed also increased by nearly tenfold in an instant.

  In the arena, except for Kong Zhuan, no one could see clearly that sword light, but Lin Yufeng, who made the sword move, couldn't see it either.

  This sword, he used all his strength, this sword, is the most perfect one he has ever made in his life.

  After the essence, spirit and vitality were raised to the extreme, the sword that was launched was almost comparable to a beginner's Sword Driving attack. At this moment, he could even feel his nearly fully condensed primordial spirit about to attach itself to the sword light.

  However, the sword light was too fast, and the nascent soul that had just condensed into a point dissipated in an instant, reverting to its original state as a mortal soul. His gaze could no longer keep up with the progress of the sword light.

  Everything happened in an instant.

  In the eyes of outsiders, in the eyes of the twelve still sober disciples, Lin Yufeng's sword light burst out, green light flashed, and then came to a standstill, all within the blink of an eye.

  Then everything is settled.

  Lin Yufeng maintained his sword-drawing posture, with a downward-charging pose from top to bottom, looking quite elegant, but with an unusual expression on his face.

  Kong Zhan still had the same expression, with a warm smile on his face, standing in place, only stretching out the right hand that was used to rub his forehead earlier, his index finger pointing out and touching the tip of Lin Yufeng's sword.

  One finger blocked Lin Yufeng's full-force blow, and it looked like he was doing it effortlessly.

  "Lin Lao Er, I really admire you! Swordsmanship is swordsmanship, Taoism is Taoism. Your swordsmanship hasn't even reached the entry level, yet you're thinking of combining it with Taoism and using wind techniques to control swordsmanship. Who do you think you are? A great master?! Humph, what a mess!" Kong Zhuo scolded, "Hmph, absurd!"

  With a slight exertion of his right index finger, the tip flashed with a black gleam, and a crisp, tinkling sound like pearls falling onto a jade plate was heard. The cyan crystal that had been condensed around Lin Yu Feng's sword by the wind technique suddenly shattered.

  Lin Yufeng's body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, his sword flying out of his hand and spinning in the air for who-knows-how-many circles before landing on the ground with a "ting" sound, just as Lin Yufeng's body landed on the ground.

  His face turned pale, and he suppressed a mouthful of blood from spitting out. After dry retching for a while, he used one hand to prop himself up, panting heavily, his eyes revealing an extremely shocked gaze as he stared at Kong Zuo.

  At this time, all the thoughts in his heart were replaced by a silent shock. When did Lao Wu become so strong?

  With all his might, he unleashed a nearly perfect sword strike, but it was no match for the other's single finger.

  This——

  Am I dreaming?

  However, the intense pain transmitted from his body told him that this was not a dream, but reality. Between him and Kong Yan, an insurmountable chasm had unknowingly appeared!

  "Master brother, is this play enjoyable?" Kong Zhan didn't pay attention to Lin Yufeng on the ground, but instead hooked up the corner of his mouth and looked towards a dense forest.

  "Quite interesting, Old Five!" Chang Yue's figure slowly walked out of the dense forest, looked at the two people lying on the ground, frowned, raised his head, and a bright red danwai flew towards Lin Yufeng, landing precisely in his mouth.

  "You really have given me a new perspective!"

  "Haha!" Kong Zhuo scratched his head and chuckled somewhat foolishly, "A minor skill, I'm afraid it's not worthy of Big Brother Master's attention!"

  "Your purpose has been achieved, go see the Master now!" Chang Yue said, and looked at Yu Xuanji who was unconscious, pointing to the two disciples closest to him.

  "You two, take this idiot back!"