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Chapter 225: The Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, Earth-Water Army Breaker!

Each move and each stance of his appeared to be crafted to swiftly neutralize his adversary.

The techniques flowed seamlessly from one to another, demonstrating Yan Cangtian’s exquisite and matchless skill!

Unquestionably, it could be boldly asserted that the divine sword art Yan Cangtian just displayed was capable of raising one’s combat level beyond their level!

Not long after, Yan Cangtian sheathed his sword and stood tall to observe Ling Feng, who stood frozen in place, with a smug smile playing on his face.

"How about it, kid? Take some time to digest it. I\'ll demonstrate it again after a bit, alright?"

Yan Cangtian\'s eyes sparkled with excitement, thoroughly pleased with himself.

In fact, he even began to imagine that with this skill alone, Ling Feng would obediently kneel and relentlessly beg to become his disciple.

Then, he could initially make some excuses and refuse him for a while before finally reluctantly accepting him as his disciple!

Hehe, the mere thought of it is exhilarating!

However, Ling Feng shook his head and addressed Yan Cangtian, saying, "Elder Yan, I believe there\'s no need for you to demonstrate it again."

With a firm grip on the Eradicator of Realms, he added casually, "Elder Yan, take a look. Isn\'t it like this?"

As he spoke, he effortlessly replicated Yan Cangtian\'s earlier demonstrated sword art, each move and stance fitting seamlessly as if crafted from the same mold.

Flawless execution!

Yan Cangtian\'s eyes and mouth involuntarily twitched with a hint of madness.

What kind of freak is this to be able to understand it after just one look!?

While there were still slight rough patches between the moves, and its execution hadn\'t quite reached mastery, it certainly met the criteria for a beginner\'s level!

Recalling his own struggles when learning a few sword arts initially, Yan Cangtian couldn\'t help but feel an urge to bang his head against a wall.

"Phew..."

Having completed the sequence, Ling Feng sheathed his sword and stood tall, smiling at Yan Cangtian. "Elder Yan, your sword art is truly profound. I admire it!"

A slight flush colored Yan Cangtian\'s cheeks as he cleared his throat. "Hmph, you haven\'t seen all the miraculous techniques I possess!"

"I wonder, what\'s the name of this sword art?"

Yan Cangtian raised his head proudly and declared, "This technique is called Eight Direction Shatter Abyss! With a single sword strike, it seizes the advantage in every move, leaving no opponents untouched in all directions!"

Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, chuckling. "Elder Yan, I feel like this sword art might not be complete. Why don\'t you be a good person and teach me the complete technique as well?"

"Hmph, being too greedy is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. You better digest this technique thoroughly first before saying anything else! As for the subsequent sword arts, it will depend on your luck!"

With that, Yan Cangtian said no more and swiftly entered the main hall. The kid\'s comprehension was unexpectedly strong. Handing over everything at once would leave him empty-handed before the kid even became his disciple!

No, it wouldn\'t be a wise move!

Ling Feng was momentarily stunned. Before he could utter another word, Yan Cangtian had vanished without a trace.

"Ugh..." Ling Feng sighed lightly, resigned to practicing the "Eight Direction Shatter Abyss" technique that Yan Cangtian had just taught him in the courtyard.

If graded, this technique could be classified as a low-grade martial skill of the Earth-tier.

Throughout the night, Ling Feng immersed himself in sword practice.

The eastern sky turned pale as the sun rose and the moon set!

Suddenly, the Eradicator of Realms in Ling Feng\'s hand seemed to tremble slightly, shedding some of its rust and revealing a faint, dark gleam.

Then, Ling Feng felt as though his mind had gained additional information, reminiscent of the last time the Eradicator of Realms transmitted the sword art, Scorching Sky Blaze, into his mind.

"Could it be!?"

Ling Feng\'s pupils contracted abruptly as he used his consciousness to perceive the information.

In an instant, Ling Feng seemed to once again enter a starry sky, where a dazzling blue sword danced wildly, sweeping through the galaxy with the force of mountains and rivers collapsing. It was unmatched in power!

"The second form of the Heaven-Slaying sword art: Earth-Water Army Breaker!"

Ling Feng\'s eyes gleamed with insight.

He now realized that the Scorching Sky Blaze was merely the first step in a complete sword art!

And Earth-Water Army Breaker represented the second move of the Heaven-Slaying sword art.

In contrast to the Scorching Sky Blaze, Earth-Water Army Breaker required a completely different kind of true qi—water attribute true qi!

In the courtyard, Ling Feng stood like a statue, motionless for the entire morning.

Yan Cangtian believed that Ling Feng was comprehending the Eight Direction Shatter Abyss he had taught him, nodding in approval. "Hmm, the young can indeed be taught. This kid will undoubtedly become a legendary god of sword in the future!"

...

In Yan Cangtian\'s medicinal herb garden, Ling Feng immersed himself in mastering Earth-Water Army Breaker, inadvertently missing Su Qingxuan\'s lesson on imperial history again.

It was quite a coincidence.

Yan Cangtian and Ling Feng had scheduled their meetings every three days, often coinciding with Su Qingxuan\'s imperial history class the following day.

As a result, Ling Feng had rarely attended Su Qingxuan\'s classes on imperial history!

"Ugh,

this Ling Feng!"

In the classroom, Su Qingxuan\'s expression turned somewhat grim.

"Ouyang Jing!" Su Qingxuan suddenly called out Ouyang Jing\'s name, leaving him somewhat flattered.

"Huh?" Ouyang Jing stood up abruptly, blinked in surprise, and asked, "Mentor Su, what\'s the matter?"

Su Qingxuan took a deep breath and said slowly, "Ouyang Jing, you have a good relationship with Ling Feng, don\'t you?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Ouyang Jing nodded eagerly. "He\'s my sworn brother, my big brother!"

"Alright then, let me ask you. Does your chief, Ling Feng, have any objections towards me, the mentor of imperial history?" Su Qingxuan asked, furrowing her brow.

She believed that she made her imperial history classes engaging and lively, so she couldn\'t understand why students would be absent without reason.

Oddly enough, whenever she taught her classes, Ling Feng would invariably be absent for those same classes!

Determined not to tolerate such behavior from a student any longer, she pressed Ouyang Jing for answers.

"Who told you this?" Ouyang Jing asked, taken aback. "How could Big Brother possibly have any objections towards you?"

Su Qingxuan\'s expression hardened as she fixed Ouyang Jing with a determined stare. "Then tell me, why does Ling Feng never attend my classes?"

"Well... um..." Ouyang Jing hesitated, finding himself unable to provide a satisfactory explanation.

Ling Feng\'s whereabouts were indeed peculiar. Every three days, he would disappear for a day, and that day happened to coincide with Su Qingxuan\'s imperial history class.

"...Anyway, Mentor Su, Big Brother definitely wouldn\'t have any objections towards you!" Ouyang Jing\'s eyes darted around as he quickly added, "Yes, Big Brother is actually sick and simply can\'t make it!"

"Sick?" Su Qingxuan snorted. "He falls sick every time it\'s my class?"

"Anyway, Big Brother is really sick this time!" Having told a lie, Ouyang Jing was now compelled to continue the deception with more lies.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qingxuan clenched her fist and gritted her teeth. "Fine, after all courses are over this afternoon, I\'ll personally visit Ling Feng, our chief of the East Court, at the courtyard where you stay."

"Ah?"

Ouyang Jing was dumbfounded, his expression puzzled. This situation had taken a turn for the worse.

Internally, Ouyang Jing lamented, praying fervently: "Big Brother, please don\'t punish me..."