In short, Feng Tianming was extremely angry in his heart.
"What do you take me for? A clown?"
He directly used his invincible techniques.
Heaven and earth instantly erupted, and boundless divine light burst forth from his body.
"That’s the Wood Spirit Divine Body, transforming into a divine tree, ceaselessly flourishing, and greatly increasing defensive power. It is the strongest divine body of the Maple Demon Clan."
Someone exclaimed, "Feng Tianming, through his Divine Demon Body foundation, has already managed to exhibit some of the Wood Spirit Divine Body’s techniques!"
Feng Tianming was forced to use his Divine Demon Body techniques, which showed how powerful "Qing Ge"’s strength was.
Indeed, the next moment when the boundless light dissipated, Feng Tianming’s skin had already turned as ancient and wrinkled as old wood, but within it surged an immense vitality, extremely terrifying.
Feng Tianming’s face was full of unwillingness as he glared at Lu Qingshan, gritting his teeth and saying, "Qing Ge, I will make you understand that a Low-Ranking Demon General can never defeat a High-Ranking Demon General, never!"
He admitted that he had indeed underestimated "Qing Ge" before.
But it was no big deal. "Qing Ge"’s sword technique was so superb, surely he spent most of his time on it, neglecting the foundation of the Divine Demon Body.
This was not a baseless assumption, because up until now, "Qing Ge" had never displayed any techniques of the Divine Demon Body.
If he wasn’t negligent in refining the foundation of the Divine Demon Body, why hadn’t he showcased his skills prominently?
He had every reason to believe so.
"The Divine Demon Body is our Demon Race’s strongest technique, you’re just going for the lesser power!" Feng Tianming thought disdainfully.
He had spent most of his time refining the foundation of the Divine Demon Body.
"That’s enough." Feng Tianming raised his long knife, which gleamed with golden light, like a river of stars falling.
His aura soared, unleashing astonishing waves, and then he charged towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan watched as Feng Tianming almost reached him, his face changing slightly.
A flash of light passed through his eyes, completely unafraid.
He dodged repeatedly, his sword in hand flickering like a ghost, forming a continuous rain of swords, attacking relentlessly.
Lu Qingshan first blocked Feng Tianming’s aggressive strike, then, with speed far surpassing Feng Tianming’s, he swung his second sword at an unexpected angle, slashing at Feng Tianming’s physical body.
But this time, he felt a sense of resistance from the sword.
As if he was hacking at a piece of wood, unable to advance an inch.
Feng Tianming sneered, and his second strike followed immediately.
"Not good!" Lu Qingshan hurriedly defended, and with astonishing speed, he executed the third sword, blocking Feng Tianming’s second strike.
However, a giant dragon suddenly burst forth from Feng Tianming’s long knife, hitting Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan promptly mobilized his body’s Spiritual Power, transforming it into rolling Demonic Qi to block in front of him.
But the surging impact instantly blasted him back dozens of yards, causing him to spit blood.
"Come, let me see what other tricks you have." Feng Tianming coldly shouted at the injured Lu Qingshan, his tone severe and cold.
"This is the strength of the Divine Demon Body foundation. Qing Ge’s sword speed may be fast, but if he cannot harm Feng Tianming, then no matter how fast he is, it’s useless."
Someone pointed out, "In the current situation, Feng Tianming can completely ignore Qing Ge’s attacks and just concentrate on clashing."
"Does that mean Qing Ge is finally going to lose?"
"It’s hard to say, Qing Ge hasn’t shown his Divine Demon Body foundation yet."
Some people made rational judgments, thinking that the fight was becoming more exciting and were filled with anticipation for its ultimate result.
Ying Mingyue, with an alluring figure and extraordinary appearance, was calmly watching the two combatants, seemingly not worried at all.
Lu Qingshan steadied himself, feeling his blood and Qi churning within, very uncomfortable.
His situation was actually worse than others thought.
They only assumed that such injuries were a minor issue for Qing Ge, who trained in the Divine Demon Body foundation.
But they didn’t know, Lu Qingshan was merely a façade, his physical body as fragile as paper compared to a Demonic Cultivator.
Lu Qingshan slightly controlled the turbulent Qi-blood within him, feeling cautious in his heart.
Feng Tianming’s Divine Demon Body foundation was indeed very powerful.
His "Seven Extremes" swordsmanship could strike the opponent but soon lost its advantage, putting him at a significant disadvantage.
Moreover, his physical body was weak, incapable of taking many hits, and couldn’t afford any more mistakes.
This was the shortcoming of a Sword Cultivator.
While it is exhilarating when they kill the enemy in one strike, it is equally excruciating when their physical body is attacked.
For players, death and revival were just part of the game; only the thrill mattered, so they could be heedless.
Lu Qingshan had only one life and dared not act so recklessly.
He coughed up a mouthful of clotted blood from his throat.
"The reason I can’t hurt him is because my sword speed is not fast enough, and my sword technique is not strong enough," Lu Qingshan introspected.
"If that’s the case, then I shall enhance my swordsmanship." He murmured.
Only through introspection and reflection on one’s shortcomings can one grow stronger!
"You consume 7 million Experience Points, enhancing the power of [Secret Sword: Wind Slash]!"
"You consume 6 million Experience Points, enhancing "Seven Extremes" to the Sixth Layer!"
"You consume 10 million Experience Points, enhancing "Seven Extremes" to the Seventh Layer (Maximum)!"
In the next moment, new insights regarding the Wind-Cutting Secret Sword and "Seven Extremes" swordsmanship emerged from his mind.
These two sword techniques, he could not directly use now.
But what he needed were these insights.