Luo Ning’s power was not originally below that of high-ranking Masters of Life and Death, but suddenly, he erupted with ten times the power.
His power reached the peak of the Life and Death realm in almost an instant.
This level of power had already reached the top twenty rankings of the Hundred Extremes Sky Fall in the northern domain.
The moment Luo Ning released his power, he instantly drew his blade and in front of Chu Fengmian, another slash fell in a flash.
"Hundred Extremes Sky Fall!"
The force and speed of this slash were ten times stronger than before.
Especially when it suddenly swung out right in front of Chu Fengmian.
In almost an instant, it slashed towards Chu Fengmian’s throat.
The force of this slash surged violently, but Chu Fengmian’s eyes were not deceived.
Chu Fengmian could see that Luo Ning had always hidden this surge of Spiritual Power within his body, resembling the holy seed within the body of a Sacred Party Disciple.
Normally, it would not show, but in critical moments, it could suddenly burst forth, allowing his strength to skyrocket by ten or dozens of times.
This was an absolute desperate move, a slash that could kill even a peak Life and Death realm figure was certainly qualified to kill the top twenty of the Hundred Extremes Sky Fall list in the northern domain.
Luo Ning roared ferociously, and his blade had already fallen.
"Too weak, do you really think this trick can kill me?"
Chu Fengmian scoffed in disdain.
Facing the blade that was ten times stronger than before, Chu Fengmian moved his hand.
A burst of Spiritual Power surged forth, and right in front of Chu Fengmian, it transformed into War Dragon’s Claw, which then swung fiercely.
In the moment that the claw was formed, the surrounding space seemed to vibrate from its power.
Like a true ancient war dragon in action, the power of the claw struck down, instantly shattering Luo Ning’s blade; in the face of War Dragon’s Claw, his blade was absolutely fragile, breaking upon contact.
Not only did the blade shatter, but Luo Ning’s body was also sent flying by the War Dragon’s Claw and in the next moment, his body violently burst apart.
Before Chu Fengmian, no shadow of a person remained, leaving only a mass of blood mist, which Chu Fengmian swept away with a wave of his hand.
On the platform, only Luo Ning’s screams lingered incessantly.
All the martial artists watching felt chills.
"How strong must this man be?"
"His claw was unblockable even by Gu Aohan, and now Luo Ning too has been blasted and killed by it."
"An immense power, is this the bloodline of the Dragon Clan?"
Some martial artists exclaimed in amazement.
Such power was shown to be overly astonishing, Chu Fengmian’s strength was due to this pure force.
Luo Ning, bursting with ten times the strength, couldn’t even block this single claw.
Yet not everyone thought highly of Chu Fengmian.
"This young man’s strength is indeed impressive, but his power is merely brute force, however strong brute force may be, what use is it? Against true powerhouses, his brute strength holds no significance."
"With one move, he annihilated the disciples of the Ground Demon Sect. This kid is too arrogant; sooner or later, he’ll be blasted by the Ground Demon Sect," some martial artists thought enviously.
Below, where the disciples of the Ground Demon Sect were gathered.
Many disciples of the Ground Demon Sect, seeing Luo Ning being blasted by Chu Fengmian, were furious, wishing they could go up and kill Chu Fengmian themselves.
But this was the Martial Arts Tournament, where no one could challenge its dignity.
"Good, it seems this kid is tired of living."
The face of the Cold-faced Demon Lord darkened extremely; with his personality, seeing Chu Fengmian being so arrogant made him very angry.
Especially since Chu Fengmian kept calling him "little demon head," it was a provocation to all the disciples of the Ground Demon Sect.
"Anyone who encounters this person shall be killed without mercy!"
All disciples of the Ground Demon Sect responded in unison.
After Chu Fengmian blasted Luo Ning, he moved his body and came down from the arena.
In this Martial Arts Tournament, countless martial artists die in every session, and even many among the top ten of the Hundred Extremes Sky Fall rankings die on this stage.
Luo Ning’s death hardly caused any stir; it was mostly Chu Fengmian’s arrogance that attracted some attention, but that was it.
When it comes to arrogance, every disciple from the major sects who fights on this arena is a genius, and none are without arrogance.
With strength comes the capital to be arrogant; of course, arrogance without strength is simply seeking death.
Luo Ning was a prime example.
The next battle continued.
By the time Chu Fengmian’s battle ended, the first round of fights was almost over, and it was soon time for the next round.
The more battles one survives, the stronger the opponents they meet; this was just the first round, so it was hard to encounter truly powerful fighters.
The battles of the second round had started quickly.
In this round, there weren’t many surprises for Chu Fengmian, except for the unexpected "dark horse" Zang Tian, who caught Chu Fengmian’s eye a few more times.
Zang Tian appeared as a very gloomy young man, but he defeated his opponent with just one move.
What Chu Fengmian noted was that Zang Tian, in his battle, used only brute strength, almost defeating his opponent with his robust Spiritual Power without using any Cultivation Technique, perhaps to hide something.
Such people, the deeper they hide, the more terrifying their strength.
In Chu Fengmian’s mind, Zang Tian was also one of his strong competitors in this Martial Arts Tournament.
He was on par with Feng Wuxin, the top of the Hundred Extremes Sky Fall, Beimang Academy’s number one Night Heavenly Lord, and the top disciple of the Ground Demon Sect, the Cold-faced Demon Lord.
The second round proceeded swiftly.
Chu Fengmian sat on the ground, observing each battle, particularly noting that there were also many Sword Cultivators in this tournament.
These Sword Cultivators, too, were all geniuses from the Northern Region; their swordsmanship, although far inferior to Chu Fengmian’s, might also have something worthwhile.
Like some perceptions they created, in Chu Fengmian’s view, these were very novel, and he learned and absorbed them.
Chu Fengmian created the Nine Domains Sword Technique to integrate the essence of swordsmanship from across the world. The essence of these Sword Cultivators’ battles was seen by Chu Fengmian, who directly assimilated their swordsmanship essence into the Nine Domains Sword Technique.
He sat there, motionless, watching the fights, which amounted to a form of cultivation for him, making his swordsmanship grow stronger and stronger.