Ye Feng was now interested solely in the rewards. Luoying was a deeply rooted major organization, and within such an organization, there should be plenty of valuable items to find.
The Flame Envoy said, "I heard that this year’s reward items include the Grasshopper Sword, the Creation Fruit, and the Xuzuo Battle Armor, one of the three. The champion will be able to choose one from among these items!"
"Creation Fruit!" A wave surged inside Ye Feng’s heart, becoming somewhat excited. Wasn’t the Creation Fruit exactly what he needed?
Initially, Ye Feng had wanted to refine other elixirs to help himself break through his realm, but now with the Creation Fruit, it would be different. The Creation Fruit was one of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that could not be used in medicines, just like the Undying Flower.
It could only be ingested directly, and for mighty warriors below the Divine Realm, consuming it offered a fifty percent chance to directly break through one level of cultivation.
Ye Feng, at most, would need three months to reach the pinnacle of the Legendary realm. If Ye Feng could obtain the Creation Fruit, he was almost one hundred percent certain that he would be able to break through to the pinnacle of the Legendary realm!
Once Ye Feng’s cultivation reached the pinnacle of the Legendary realm, his combat power would be comparable to the Divine Realm.
Ye Feng, capable of matching the Divine Realm, would even stand a chance of slaying the Second God and could thus act much more boldly!
After all, three months was far too long. Ye Feng was currently in enemy territory, and his identity could be exposed at any moment. It could be said that every minute, every second was dangerous for Ye Feng.
Naturally, the earlier Ye Feng could break through, the more secure his safety would be.
As long as he broke through to the pinnacle of the Legendary realm, even if Ye Feng’s identity were discovered, he was utterly confident that he could escape from Luoying with composure.
"Swoosh!" While Ye Feng was pondering, a powerful Wind Blade suddenly tore through the Void, bringing with it the sound of ripping air and a burst of fragrance. In an instant, the Wind Blade was upon Ye Feng.
Above the Void, fine cracks suddenly appeared. Ye Feng furrowed his brow, concentrated his True Essence, and a True Essence Blade shot out, clashing against the Wind Blade.
"Boom!" A loud explosion echoed, and shockwaves spread around, propelling the Flame Envoy and the others backwards.
Looking towards the direction from whence the Wind Blade came, Ye Feng saw a middle-aged woman in white, her expression indifferent, as she coolly stated, "Indeed, you possess some strength. It seems this year’s tournament will be quite interesting!"
The middle-aged woman had smooth, delicate skin and emitted a mature woman’s charm. She looked beautiful yet cold.
Her presence was sharp, like a strong storm, making people hesitant to approach her casually.
Upon seeing this woman, everyone’s eyes revealed a wariness as they called out, "Storm Envoy!"
This middle-aged woman was none other than the leader of the seven envoys, the Storm Envoy, with the might of Great Perfection in the Legendary realm.
Hearing the Storm Envoy’s words, Ye Feng remained calm, speaking indifferently, "The Storm Envoy, just so-so..."
"Seeking death!" The Storm Envoy instantly grew furious. In a flash, wind formed under her feet, and a hurricane burst forth. Her speed reached its extreme, her momentum ferocious. In the blink of an eye, she had charged to Ye Feng’s front, clutching a Longsword in her hand.
With a slash of her sword, several hurricanes invaded towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng’s face was the picture of ease. With his strength now comparable to a warrior at the Half-step Divine Realm, why would he fear a mere Legendary Great Perfection?
Taking a step forward, in an instant, True Essence surged, and True Essence from within his Qi Sea struck his arm.
Immediately, a resplendently dazzling light burst forth from Ye Feng’s arm.
Gleaming fiercely, Ye Feng’s punch landed on the Storm Envoy’s longsword.
In a flash, the air twisted, forming a small vortex as the two combatants’ strikes collided.
"Crackling~~" In an instant, shockwaves collided, generating streams of electricity that scattered in all directions before settling on the ground, exploding and creating numerous small craters.
The terrifying aftermath, like a tidal wave, surged outwards in every direction.
After being hit by that aftermath, people were incessantly forced to retreat.
The forces of the two opponents were locked in a stalemate. The eyes of the crowd revealed shock as Ye Feng’s fist actually pushed the Storm Envoy backward, momentarily suppressing him.
"What!" Everyone was astonished, filled with admiration for Ye Feng’s strength.
Ye Feng appeared to be in his twenties. Judging his true age, he might be in his forties, yet he was now able to suppress the power of the Legendary Great Perfection Storm Envoy.
Surprise also shone in the eyes of the Storm Envoy, who had not expected Ye Feng’s strength to surpass his own.
However, victory in their battle did not come solely from strength.
It depended on a combination of body skills, strength, speed, defense, and the use of techniques—strength alone could not determine the winner.
"Damnit, a grown man bullying a woman, how disgraceful!" Just then, an angry roar echoed in the void. A middle-aged man clad in a blue robe, wielding a longsword, charged out, instantly arriving behind Ye Feng and cleaving his sword down at him.
Ye Feng furrowed his brows, not expecting such a sudden stealth attack.
He hastily dodged, but was a moment too late. After repelling the Storm Envoy’s longsword, Ye Feng swiftly turned and threw a punch toward the man’s sword.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Ye Feng, forced to act in haste, only unleashed sixty percent of his strength and was immediately overpowered by the man’s sword, the impact sending Ye Feng stumbling back.
"Thud thud thud~~" Ye Feng was forced back three steps by the shock, and a small wound was sliced open on his fist by the sword’s edge.
Blood Qi roiled inside Ye Feng’s body, and a trickle of fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the middle-aged swordsman, people quickly bowed with clasped hands and called out, "Sword Saint Commander!"
The man was none other than one of the four commanders of Luoying, the Sword Saint Commander, a Legendary Great Perfection warrior, and veteran at that rank with formidable strength, second only to the Second God and the Sword Emperor—in a tie with the Fist Emperor Commander and the Ninja Emperor Commander as the third strongest in Luoying...