Chapter 250

"It seems, Murong Feng's chances of winning should be a bit greater!"

"Yes, after all, the Realm is on display here; when everyone is a genius and can fight across levels, the Realm becomes especially important."

The onlookers watching Murong Feng's unreserved aura saw the wind direction begin to tilt to one side.

"Regarding this duel, Principal, what is your view? Between Lu Jing and Murong Feng, who will achieve the final victory?"

Outside the arena, reporters filled the area; someone managed to squeeze in, raised a microphone, and loudly asked the principal of Arashan Wu University.

The question could be described as both tricky and direct; the seated principal of Arashan Wu University, Xu Yuanzheng, frowned.

Saying that Lu Jing would win is somewhat unrealistic, and after all, Lu Jing is a student from another school.

But if one says Murong Feng will win, would that be favoring a student from this school?

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuanzheng said, "We cannot judge a student's excellence by the outcome of a single competition. In my view, both Lu Jing and Murong Feng are extremely outstanding, each with their own strengths, and both will become figures capable of upholding Huaguo's great beams in the future…"

"I hope that through this encounter, they can learn something, make progress, and promote another transformation on the Martial Way path!"

Xu Yuanzheng finished speaking without changing expression; his classic words were as good as saying nothing.

Meanwhile, on the arena.

"Lu Jing, you must be careful; my Sword Intent is still immature, its release and retraction aren't smooth, and it may injure you."

Murong Feng smiled and called out to Lu Jing.

He said so with his mouth, but his eyes turned sinister.

Lu Jing, with a calm expression, gave him a glance and likewise drew the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword at his waist, responding.

At the same time, Blade Intent surged along the blade, and dense slash marks instantly appeared around the arena.

When the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword was unsheathed, Murong Feng felt as if the tip of the blade was pressing against his throat.

A chill ran through his bones, his whole body grew cold, and his hair involuntarily stood on end.

"Great Blade Intent, truly an enviable Talent Endowed…"

Murong Feng thought to himself.

Then his figure instantly vanished in place, creating distance from Lu Jing; azure wind energy rose beneath his feet, pulsating rhythmically.

He had prepared a lot for this duel, first extensively reviewing Lu Jing's combat recordings.

He discovered that Lu Jing was stronger in close combat; as long as he kept distance, his chances of winning would increase considerably.

While creating distance, Murong Feng channeled wind energy to his sword tip, swung his arm, and with a cold Sword Intent aura slashed diagonally toward Lu Jing.

Before the slashing aura arrived, the fierce Sword Intent already filled the entire arena.

Many spectators standing behind Lu Jing, facing Murong Feng, felt the wind on their faces cut like a blade, and couldn't help retreating.

This sword fully demonstrated how powerful the top newcomer, Murong Feng, truly is!

Before the crowd could react.

Lu Jing made his move.

He gently swung the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword from bottom to top, his face calm, as if casually brushed with ink.

Clang—

This slash contained Blade Intent of the Great Realm, as well as a portion of Lu Jing's corporeal power.

Before it fully cut through, a twisted space appeared visually.

This is the result of pure power reaching a certain Realm, causing the surrounding air to compress instantly.

In that instant, both blade light and sword light extended forward—

Boom—

The two collided like falling stars, directly triggering a thunderous explosion; shockwaves radiated from the arena's center, spreading wildly in all directions.

"WTF, this spot is totally unsafe!"

"Danger aside, you can't see anything; everything is hidden by the explosion..."

Someone in the audience stood up and shouted; the Blade Intent and Sword Intent clashed, forming a rolling smoke screen that blocked the sky.

Those with stronger power narrowed their eyes, saw through the layered smoke, and glimpsed the scene inside.

Lu Jing's Blade Intent was clearly superior; after crushing Murong Feng's Sword Intent, its momentum remained undiminished, continuing to charge at him.

But Murong Feng, being a wind‑type Talent Endowed, was flawless in speed.

He simply sidestepped lightly, evading the surging Blade Intent.

Although he easily dodged this strike, Murong Feng's expression was not pleasant.

He realized his Sword Intent was completely restrained by Lu Jing's Blade Intent, like a paper tiger before the opponent—grand in appearance but shattered with a single blow.

Damn, it shouldn't have happened......

Murong Feng licked his lips; a mysterious benefactor had given him a Sword Intent stone tablet, which had been refined to a minor stage, but now it was of no use at all.

Is this the mutual restriction between intents?

For a moment, Murong Feng felt intensely bitter; others might not know how much effort he had invested to comprehend Sword Intent.

This made him increasingly envy Lu Jing's Talent Endowed.

"You're strong; from now on I'll be serious......"

Murong Feng looked at Lu Jing, his expression solemn, and said.

This is indeed the truth; Lu Jing's strongest is Fist Intent, and even without having used his fists yet, he has already suppressed him.

Is the gap between them really that huge?

"Is that so? Then I'll also get serious."

Lu Jing smiled and nodded, signaling the opponent to attack.

Murong Fu simply gathered his Sword Intent and fully propelled the wind energy beneath his feet.

His speed surged instantly, and he charged directly toward Lu Jing.

It was a decision he made on the spot; instead of avoiding the fight and the ranged attacks, he would use his speed advantage and look for a chance to strike down in one blow!

Whoosh—

Mu Rong Feng's speed was extremely fast; in an instant he surged to Lu Jing's front.

At the same time as he raised his sword for a straight thrust, several sharp wind blades materialized around him, spiraling toward Lu Jing.

"Getting close to me, you think my speed is slow?"

Lu Jing saw through his opponent's thoughts; his right hand held a knife, his left hand formed a fist.

A plain, unadorned punch was thrown!

This punch, imbued with supreme Fist Intent, also carried the full power of Burning Force and the Immovable King Sutra!

Mu Rong Feng's eyes widened, watching the wind blades in front of him vanish instantly before they could touch Lu Jing.

It was like sand lifted by the wind.

His intuition told him that if Lu Jing's punch landed on him, he would die!

Mu Rong Feng could no longer worry about anything else; instinctively he tossed aside the long sword he was holding.

"Wind Fury, Crazy Wave Three Steps!!"

A certain special body‑movement secret technique activated, causing Mu Rong Feng's Blood Qi to surge instantly by a notch, and his speed nearly doubled!

This is Mu Rong Feng's ancestral body‑movement secret technique, which can compress wind‑element energy to enhance Blood Qi.

As long as Blood Qi is enhanced, speed naturally rises.

Although after using this technique one falls into a period of wind‑energy depletion, at this critical moment Mu Rong Feng only wants to stay alive!

"Get out of the way!"

Mu Rong Feng's eyes bulged, and he roared loudly.