However, even though there was some anger in his heart, he didn’t dare to do anything to the other party, as he still needed guidance from them in the future.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, two sounds of breaking air resounded, and a man and a woman flew over from another small island, landing in front of Lin Feng. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The arrivals were Nie Qian and Han Ying.

"Ah! Brother Su, you still came!" Nie Qian sighed, a trace of worry appearing on his face.

In his view, Lin Feng’s duel with Leng Jiang was almost certain to end in defeat, with only a faint hope of victory.

"Brother Su, how confident are you about remaining undefeated?" Han Ying softly asked.

Han Ying’s question was very interesting; she wasn’t asking how confident Lin Feng was about winning, but about staying undefeated!

Because for Lin Feng, defeating Leng Jiang was impossible, and as long as he could maintain his position, it would be enough.

By then, with time, he could retreat safely.

"I’m not confident!" Lin Feng shook his head helplessly.

"This...!" The two were taken aback by his words, confident enough to still come?

"Brother Su, you need to be flexible! There’s no need to fight to the death with Leng Jiang!" Nie Qian advised.

"Indeed! As long as you live, there’s hope for the future. With your talent, you could surpass Leng Jiang within a year!" Han Ying also agreed.

Neither of them wanted Lin Feng to fight Leng Jiang, to avoid losing his life in vain.

Lin Feng sighed at their words, knowing they meant well, but while he wasn’t confident in remaining undefeated, he was confident enough to survive.

In other words, even if he lost, it wouldn’t be easy for the other party to kill him.

"No need to worry! You both carry on as you wish, I’ll take a moment to adjust my breathing!"

Lin Feng shook his head and said no more, sitting cross-legged by himself, preparing to continue attempting the fusion of his divine soul and star.

He had already gained considerable insight, as if his divine soul and star were already merging, but still separated by an invisible barrier, keeping him from taking that final step.

His gaze swept across the dozens of distant small islands, spotting a familiar figure.

Under an ancient tree on one of the islands stood Mu Li, in flowing white robes, silently observing.

Lin Feng knew in his heart that the other party had come to watch his duel with Leng Jiang.

After a moment, Lin Feng cleared his mind of distractions, quietly merging his divine soul and star.

Nie Qian and Han Ying watched, feeling helpless, not knowing Lin Feng’s plans.

However, having reminded Lin Feng, they felt they had fulfilled their duty as friends.

Time slowly passed as the two disciples on the sea continued to fight, exchanging almost a thousand moves.

By now, the situation was becoming clear, with one gradually gaining the upper hand and soon defeating the other.

However, the two did not fight to the death; once the winner was decided, they left the sea and returned to the surrounding islands.

At this point, Leng Jiang, who had been waiting on another island, chuckled and stepped out, instantly traveling thousands of miles to the center of the sea.

Standing on the sea, he turned to look at Lin Feng on the island, his gaze cold as he shouted.

"Lin Feng, come down and meet your fate!"

The shout was like a thunderclap, echoing through the vast battleground, causing the sea below to form towering waves.

All the Divine Martial Academy disciples in the battleground were intrigued, eager to witness the spectacle!

Lin Feng opened his eyes, emotionless, and stood up.

His star and divine soul were already intertwining, about to successfully merge.

However, the battle was already at hand, leaving no time for fusion.

"Still not coming down, are you afraid of dying?" Leng Jiang mocked, seeing Lin Feng’s inaction.

Others also watched Lin Feng, seeing it as reasonable for a Martial Artist of Quasi Emperor rank to hesitate.

"Brother Su...!"

Nie Qian and Han Ying were about to further persuade Lin Feng when suddenly, Lin Feng’s figure flashed, like a lightning bolt, tearing through the sky and reaching the sea.

"Haha!"

Leng Jiang laughed and said, "Lin Feng, though you’re a scum, your courage is admirable!"

To Leng Jiang, Lin Feng’s courage to face the battle, knowing he was outmatched, was quite commendable!

Yet, for daring to brazenly snatch his brother’s storage ring, such scum deserved no less than death!

"Scum?" Hearing this, Lin Feng’s gaze turned icy, a murderous intent rising within his heart.

Swish!

The longsword appeared in his hand, Lin Feng’s expression grave as he activated all five divine pills within him, not daring to show any negligence.

"Take my first strike!"

Leng Jiang shouted, suddenly soaring into the sky, long knife in hand, his endless sharpness surging to the heavens.

"Slash!"

With a furious slash from above, terrifying white sword energy poured down like lightning from the nine heavens, striking directly at Lin Feng.

This strike was extraordinarily formidable, imbued with the intense Gold Mystical Technique, its sword power shocking the world, its sharpness lighting up the world.

Swoosh!

The sword energy smoothly cut through the void, as if dividing the entire world with this single slash.

Even before the sword energy struck Lin Feng, it sent chills through his entire body, as if plunging him into an icy cavern.

"Truly formidable!" Lin Feng’s heart sank at the sight; not to mention his opponent’s cultivation, just the sheer power of this Gold Mystical Technique seemed to have reached the Second Rank.

The Second Rank of the Gold Mystical Technique offered a tremendous boost to one’s abilities.

Swish!

Lin Feng did not block the strike directly; he swiftly dodged, shifting a thousand meters in an instant.

Boom!

The terrifying sword energy plunged into the sea, immediately splitting the surface in two, as if dividing the entire ocean, raising waves of ten thousand meters.