"You know him?" Long Chen asked.
"No, but before I came, I did some research on Jiuhua Sect. After all, you beat up Ji Li, so they're bound to get revenge. So, I checked their list.
This guy with a face full of pockmarks was named Su Ye. The pockmarks on his face were burns left when he was a child when he practiced a strange cultivation technique, which was enveloped by Dao patterns.
Not only did his face get burned, but look, one of his eyes was covered because one of his eyes was also blinded by the burn.
His disfigurement combined with blindness caused his temperament to change drastically—cruel and violent, utterly ruthless. Almost every disciple of Jiuhua Sect feared him.
Even the top young figures of the Jiuhua Sect kept their distance from him. He was a truly terrifying figure. It was said that once he started fighting, he didn't even care about his own life.
It was said that he was in the Awakening stage. Although he hadn't awakened the first-generation bloodline yet, he already possessed the qualifications and formidable combat power. Qin Feng was in great danger. "Bai Shishi said seriously.
"So that means the first-generation bloodline hasn't awakened yet?" No worries, Qin Feng can handle it. "When Long Chen heard Bai Shishi say this, he was startled earlier. He thought Qin Feng was so unlucky to meet the first generation so quickly. But when he heard it wasn't the first generation, he immediately felt relieved.
Bai Shishi shook her head, thinking Long Chen was oversimplifying. That Su Ye was a battle maniac—anyone who fought him would be at a disadvantage.
But now that Qin Feng had already taken the stage, they couldn't send any message to him. Saying anything was useless. She only hoped Qin Feng would notice the situation and quickly admit defeat.
Hearing Bai Shishi's words, Luo Bing and the others immediately became a bit nervous, their eyes fixed on Qin Feng's arena. Long Chen was completely unfazed, seemingly unconcerned.
At that moment, Qin Feng's arena lit up instantly. Opposite him stood a tall, one-eyed man. His face was covered in pockmarks, his hair disheveled, looking like a madman. His mouth was split open, revealing two rows of teeth, looking like a beast ready to devour people—he looked extremely terrifying.
Qin Feng faced Su Ye calmly. As the arena lit up, he slowly gripped the hilt of his blade behind his back, arching his back slightly, legs stretched forward and back, like a nimble leopard, tightly locked onto his prey.
The moment Qin Feng gripped the hilt, an invisible aura flowed. In that instant, he seemed like a different person, focused to an intimidating degree. It was as if the world had fallen silent, time seemed to have stopped, and people could forget even to breathe.
"Expert"
Bai Shishi, Lu Mingxuan, Luo Xue, and the others were moved. Qin Feng's posture was flawless, and the aura he radiated, even with the formation blocking him, still gave off an immense sense of oppression.
They couldn't imagine how someone with only mid-stage Divine Fire Realm cultivation could radiate such a terrifying aura.
Su Ye, sitting opposite Qin Feng, immediately sensed something was wrong. The ferocious smile vanished, replaced by shock. His large hand opened, and a forged iron staff appeared in his hand.
"Buzz"
When the light on the arena flashed three times in a row, the light screen between them suddenly vanished. Qin Feng shouted loudly, his tongue like spring thunder, his long blade drawn, and like a bolt of lightning, it slashed down on Su Ye.
There were no flashy moves, no technique—just a simple strike, yet imbued with a will capable of splitting heaven and earth.
"Get lost!"
Qin Feng was incredibly fast, mastering the rhythm to the brim. He was a step ahead of Su Ye, seizing the initiative. Su Ye roared angrily and swung his staff horizontally.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, waves of energy surged. Amid the turbulent winds, Qin Feng and Su Ye both retreated simultaneously, fighting to a stalemate.
Luo Bing and the others immediately praised Qin Feng. They saw it clearly: Qin Feng's blade slashed down, but in the middle of the slash, he turned and struck the middle of Su Ye's long roller. Because Su Ye was holding the staff with one hand and sweeping horizontally, the spot where Qin Feng struck was exactly where it was hardest for him to maintain balance.
After the strike, Su Ye staggered back seven or eight steps in a sorry state, while Qin Feng was sent flying straight backward, his body unbalanced. After his foot touched the ground, he sprang forward again, like a fierce wind, rushing back to Su Ye and slashing down with another strike, this time even faster than the last.
Su Ye's body was still retreating; his old strength had faded, but new strength had not yet emerged. Enraged, he gripped the long staff with both hands and stabbed it straight at Qin Feng's chest.
The staff is long but the blade is short. Although Su Ye struck later, because of their weapons, their attacks would simultaneously land on each other's bodies.
At that moment, Qin Feng's blade would kill Su Ye, and Su Ye's long staff would carry all its power, instantly piercing Qin Feng's body and shattering him—a move meant for mutual destruction.
In fact, this move was the best counterattack for Su Ye. If Qin Feng dodged, he could turn the tide and seize the opportunity to counterattack—killing two birds with one stone.
However, after making his move, he was shocked to find that Qin Feng's expression was calm, showing no sign of dodging. That strike carried an unstoppable momentum, truly intending to perish together with him.
Seeing this, Luo Ning couldn't help but scream. With this strike, both of them would die—it was too brutal.
"Boom!"
In the end, Su Ye changed his move. He didn't want to perish together with Qin Feng, but in his hasty move, he immediately suffered a heavy blow. With a loud explosion, blood spurted wildly, and like a cannonball, he slammed hard into the arena's light screen, only to bounce back.
"Pfft"
But as soon as he bounced back, the blade flashed through the void, and a head shot into the sky, blood splattering everywhere.
"Cough!"
The long blade slowly sheathed itself, letting out a soft whistle.
"Thud, thud, thud."
Su Ye's body was scattered and fell onto the arena. People were horrified to discover that after being struck by that blade, the soul fire had dissipated—he was actually—dead.
Logically, even if a Divine Fire Realm expert had their head severed, they wouldn't die immediately. Clearly, Qin Feng's strike was so domineering that it shattered his soul.
Qin Feng's face showed no emotion, as if he had done a trivial matter. Even Bai Shishi and the others were stunned.
You have to understand, Qin Feng said he was just an ordinary member of the Dragonblood Legion. Above him were powerful sergeant commanders, terrifying legion commanders, and above the legion commanders was the even more twisted Long Chen.
In his words, he was just a small fry, yet he managed to kill Su Ye, the second-ranked powerhouse of the Jiuhua Sect, in just three moves. That was simply astonishing.
"They're all crazy people who don't care about their lives. Qin Feng is even more reckless than that Su Ye." Lu Mingxuan couldn't help but shake his head. If Su Ye hadn't changed his tactics at the last minute, the two of them would have perished together.
Although it was only three moves, it was thrilling and extremely dangerous.
"Whew."
At this moment, Qin Feng was teleported back and stood calmly beside Long Chen, as if nothing had happened.
"Buzz"
At that moment, Long Chen's nameplate began to flash rapidly.