Qin Feng's saber art was incomparably resplendent, like a star from beyond the heavens. The moment it shone, it erupted with an extremely terrifying power.
Moreover, as Qin Feng's hatred grew stronger and stronger, the power of his moves also grew stronger and stronger.
In the beginning, Qin Feng could only display five times the power of laws, but as time passed, his attack power continued to rise.
Five times the power of laws!
Six times the power of laws!
Seven times the power of laws!
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In the end, Qin Feng's strength actually increased to the extent of nine times the power of laws. Compared to the beginning, it had almost doubled.
As the saber light grew more and more resplendent, the surrounding crowd grew more and more excited.
"Too strong! Qin Feng's Everlasting Hatred Saber Art has already reached the small success stage. If he uses his full strength, Qin Feng's strength is enough to rank in the top three even among our Saint realm's Saint realm experts. He might even be able to compete for the title of the strongest Saint realm expert."
"I've heard before that the level of Martial Dao inheritance in True Spirit World is extremely low. Even if this Ye Chen obtained a trace of our Sacred Race's inheritance, how much can he comprehend?"
"That's right. Such a person wants to be our Sacred Race's monarch? Simply wishful thinking. Just wait and see, Qin Feng will immediately beat this kid until he's looking for his teeth on the ground."
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The surrounding sarcastic remarks and taunts were not concealed in the slightest as they directly entered Ye Chen's ears.
Ye Chen's face did not change in the slightest.
But beside him, Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella's faces were already very ugly.
Back then, they had followed Qin Shitian to True Spirit World to battle. Of course, they knew how revered the Sacred Race's Monarch was in the Sacred Race.
But now, not only did these Sacred Race descendants not take Ye Chen, the Sacred Race's Monarch, seriously, but they were instead aggressive.
If these Sacred Race descendants really defeated Ye Chen today, then the Sacred Race's Monarch's reputation would suffer a fatal blow.
The Sacred Race would probably no longer have a Monarch.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella could not help but sternly shout, "Stop, all of you stop!"
However, no matter how angry Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella were, the crowd simply ignored them.
These Sacred Race descendants were about to defeat Ye Chen, so how could they stop now?
Qin Feng's saber technique was getting stronger and stronger, but it still couldn't touch Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's figure was like a butterfly among flowers as he shuttled back and forth between Qin Feng's blade-lights. Every time he was about to be hit by Qin Feng, he would suddenly explode and evade the attack.
Most of the people around could not see through Ye Chen's background, but as a Supreme Dao elite, Qin Yuanjia furrowed his brows.
It was true that Qin Feng's strength had already reached its limit, but Ye Chen had yet to make a move. He had only relied on his speed to stall Qin Feng.
"Could this kid be good at movement techniques?" Qin Yuanjia thought to himself.
Qin Feng executed the Everlasting Hatred Saber Technique and fought with Ye Chen for a long time. Although he had the upper hand, he was still unable to defeat Ye Chen. This made him gradually irritated and he couldn't help but shout, "Are you still a martialist? You only know how to hide and don't even have the courage to face me head-on. You're just like a mouse."
Provocation!
Anyone could see that Qin Feng was trying to provoke Ye Chen. He wanted to make Ye Chen give up his advantage in speed and choose to face his Everlasting Hatred Saber Technique head-on.
Would Ye Chen fall for it?
Everyone who saw this muttered in their hearts.
If it were them, they would definitely not give up their advantage.
On the side, Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella looked at Ye Chen, who was entangled with Qin Feng. Their faces were full of surprise and joy.
What was surprising was that Ye Chen's strength was actually stronger than they had imagined. At the very least, his speed was comparable to an ordinary Supreme Dao expert.
What was surprising was that Ye Chen's strength was enough to maintain the current situation as long as he didn't court death.
If Qin Feng couldn't defeat Ye Chen, then Ye Chen's status as the Sacred Race's Sovereign Monarch could still be salvaged.
"Ye Chen's character has always been cautious. Qin Feng's provocation was used in the wrong place on Ye Chen." Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella snorted coldly in their hearts. They were very disdainful of Qin Feng's method.
They knew very well how Ye Chen had walked step by step from the bottom of the True Spirit World to where he was today.
This kind of experience meant that Ye Chen simply wouldn't be fooled by Qin Feng's little trick.
Almost everyone felt that Ye Chen simply wouldn't be fooled by Qin Feng's little trick. Even Qin Feng himself had been forced into a corner, so he had no choice but to provoke Ye Chen. He wanted to anger Ye Chen and make Ye Chen change his fighting style.
However, Qin Feng also knew very well that this kind of childish provocation might not have any effect.
Although he knew this, Qin Feng still continued to mock Ye Chen.
To him, even if he couldn't hit Ye Chen, he would still ruthlessly mock Ye Chen to vent the resentment in his heart.
"Is this all you've got?" Ye Chen suddenly asked.
Qin Feng snorted coldly. "You've finally spoken. I thought that you, the self-proclaimed Sacred Race Monarch, were just a mute."
"It doesn't matter if I'm a mute or not. If that's all you've got, then you can leave now." Ye Chen's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't put Qin Feng in his eyes at all.
Ye Chen's tone made Qin Feng a little furious. "Who doesn't know how to boast? If you have the ability, then defeat me first."
"Alright, then get ready." Out of everyone's expectations, Ye Chen's figure actually stopped at this moment.
The Monarch Sacred Sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand.
"Sword One."
The long sword in Ye Chen's hand pierced towards Qin Feng.
This sword was extremely ordinary. It was just a straight stab.
However, Qin Feng's expression changed drastically at this moment.
He forced the long blade in his hand to block in front of him. The Monarch Sacred Sword in Ye Chen's hand pierced the edge of Qin Feng's blade.
Kacha!
The long saber in Qin Feng's hand was instantly shattered into pieces. Qin Feng himself was sent flying ten meters away before crashing heavily into the ground, leaving a deep trench in the ground.
Defeated!
Qin Feng was defeated just like that?
The surrounding crowd widened their eyes in disbelief.
Just now, Qin Feng clearly had the upper hand. Ye Chen had just counterattacked. How could Qin Feng be sent flying? Didn't this mean that Qin Feng couldn't even block one of Ye Chen's moves?
How was this possible?
"Ye Chen's strength is actually so strong. He even started to cultivate the sword manual. Moreover, he seems to have cultivated to the second half of Sword One." Qin Xiaoyao and Left Glabella were stunned at first, but soon their faces were filled with ecstasy.
Ye Chen was the Sacred Race Monarch that they recognized in their hearts. Therefore, the stronger Ye Chen was, the more satisfied they would be.
"Next, who's next?"
Ye Chen defeated Qin Feng in one move as if it was a trivial matter. He raised his head to look at the surrounding crowd and said indifferently.
These Sacred Race descendants had gathered here today with the intention of taking Ye Chen down a notch.