Chapter 23: The First Battle
Tang Feng watched with a smile on his face. He only just realized how weak the outer disciples of Celestial Pavilion Sect were, none of them were above the Nascent Soul Realm first stage, he sighed, "They're simply too weak", he muttered, nodding his head disappointed.
His words, though a whisper, was loud enough for Bai Dong to hear, causing Bai Dong to scoff, "Weak, you say. I'll show you", he said, turning around and getting ready to attack Tang Feng.
"Senior brother, stop, don't cause a scene", Qingyin whispered as she communicated telepathically.
"But you heard what he said. That bastard dared to call us weak", he said, his fists bawled shut as he gazed at Tang Feng with contempt.
"Calm down, we can't afford to lose face as the sect's core disciples because of a mere worker. He doesn't deserve to feel our fury", Qingyin said, looking at Bai Dong.
What she said made Bai Dong smile a little, "Little sister is right, but I still have to punish him for acting so rudely towards my juniors", he said, wanting to go give Tang Feng a good beating.
"Senior brother, stop. I have an idea", Qingyin said, stopping Bai Dong, and casting a glance at Tang Feng, a devious smirk on her lips.
Tang Feng who felt the bloodlust that was directed at him looked up and saw Qingyin staring at him, but he stared back at her, unfazed by the pressure she gave off.
Qingyin saw this and decided to test Tang Feng a little. She sent a soul attack towards Tang Feng, one that would dry up his knowledge sea and cripple him, but the moment it got to him, Su Yan activated his barrier automatically, causing him to phase instantly, taking Qingyin by surprise.
He appeared behind her, his eyes glowing as he phased again before she could detect him, appearing at the place he previously sat, his expression calm as he continued to watch the competition.
Qingyin felt dreaded but also amused, "Interesting", she said, as she hooked her gaze on him, before looking away.
Tang Feng sat down with his legs crossed as he just realized the huge opportunity he had created for himself, 'Su Yan, observe the competition and copy any useful techniques or fighting style from the contestants', he said, a devious smirk on his face.
The first contestants got on the platform, one a swordsman and his opponent was a fist fighter. They spent the first few seconds, surrounding the platform and gauging each other's strength, and waiting for the other to take the first step.
In an instant, both sides leaped towards each other, fist and sword clashing as they went at each other.
The swordsman swung his sword up and summoned his sword spirit, creating 5 swords made of his chi, "Go die", he said as he aimed it at the fist fighter.
"Bring it on", the fist fighter said, a satisfied smile on his face as he smashed his fists together, and began running towards the attack.
"Is he crazy? Does he want to die?", the audience all said amongst themselves, but he didn't care and just charged through the swords.
But the swordsman smiled and squished his finger in a sliding form, causing his swords to spread out and surround his opponent, forming an imprisonment array.
"It's over", the swordsman said, before thrusting his sword forward and firing a sword beam that tore through the array, destroying it.
He put his sword back in his sheath, walking away, but as he took four steps, he sensed the battle wasn't over.
From turning back slowly to quickly pulling out his sword again to block an attack, "Where are you going?", the fist fighter said, coming out of the smoke his face covered in blood, his fists chapped and his eyes bloodshot.
"Is this your real strength? Too weak", he said.
The swordsman just smiled, "Interesting", he said.
Tang Feng was watching the whole time, getting tips from Su Yan about the movement patterns of the fighters she had copied.
The fist fighter made a finger move, that made an array plate appear at his back, "The birds rule the night...the tiger fears the mountains...the river rages at dawn...the dragon breaks the heavens", he said, a cloud forming above him as he closed his eyes, his chi manifestation turning to a solid armor, and his eyes growing green, the clouds above turning into thunderclouds as every strike hit the surrounding.
So Bai Dong set up a barrier to protect the viewers.
"Isn't this too terrifying?", one of the spectators said.
"Yes, even his opponent can't beat this attack", another said.
The fist fighter did a couple more finger moves, and the thunderclouds strike intensified.
"Break", he said, and the thunderclouds turned into a huge long dragon which coiled around as it emerged roaring as it flew behind the fist fighter.
The roar broke the barrier and sent a fierce attack to everyone's knowledge sea, causing everyone to lose consciousness leaving only a handful, Tang Feng, Bai Dong, Qin Qingyin and the swordsman included.
The swordsman smiled, as he stood his sword still out from blocking the earlier attack.
He rubbed his finger through his sword, raising it up, and bringing it down till the tip of the blade was just inches away from his face.
The fist fighter stood watching the move, and so was Tang Feng who was quietly taking note and copying it.
The swordsman's eyes and sword glowed blue at the same time, causing a huge figure to appear behind him, a sword in hand.
"Take my move", the fist fighter said, satisfied.
Everyone began waking up and those who stood unfazed by the roar silently watched the battle, with Qingyin erecting another barrier, and Bai Dong reinforcing it with his own.
The fist fighter and the swordsman both charged at each other, clashing with their eyes glowing and their manifestations respectively clashing.
As they clashed, the entire area blew up and countless huge void cracks were formed, breaking through the new barrier and causing a huge smoke screen to cover the entire area blocking the view.
"Who won?" The spectators asked as they tried to get a better view.