Han Zhong's cultivation was undoubtedly superior, and he ran with lightning speed. Lin Feng's cultivation was far inferior, only at the third level of the Innate Realm, but like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger, he was full of vigor after passing two trials in the Celestial Tower. For a time, he was not inferior in the chase, and after activating the Nine Revolutions Technique, his internal energy was inexhaustible and his endurance was extraordinary, which secretly shocked Han Zhong. In the end, they reached the top of the mountain one after the other, with little difference in their arrival.Looking out, the mountainside was shrouded in mist, with many peaks not even reaching halfway up Yellow Stone Peak, like stars surrounding the moon. Standing atop the peak, one could survey the vast landscape. In the distance, equally towering and majestic peaks echoed each other, encircling the Five Finger Peak where the five elders reside; within the Five Finger Peak lay the towering main

This time, instead of solely pursuing speed and power, the strike was steady. Just as the blade was about to touch the bamboo, a sudden acceleration and exertion of force caused the sharp Autumn Water Blade to gleam. The instant the blade struck the bamboo, a powerful recoil surged forth, numbing the wrist and nearly causing the Autumn Water Blade to slip from the hand. On the bamboo before him, there was only a faint blade mark.Or did it fail?Lin Feng opened his eyes wide, only then realizing how powerful these white-tuffed demon bamboos were.A powerful martial artist at the Innate Realm, even with all his might, couldn't cut a single bamboo stalk. If the news reached the common people, countless jaws would drop in astonishment."Not bad, you've improved, much better than before. You can't rush the basics; you'll have to hone them slowly," Han Zhong encouraged loudly. "This strike, you were on the right track, but your skill is still lacking. You need more practice to refine it. T

The wind grew stronger and stronger, howling fiercely.Lin Feng continued his cultivation, working alone at the edge of the bamboo forest. Learning from his previous experience, he not only reserved more strength with each strike but also constantly paid attention to the surrounding wind and grass. His swordsmanship gradually became more steady and composed, moving away from its previous expansive and powerful style. While his attacks appeared far less ferocious than when he stormed the Celestial Tower, his composure concealed deadly moves. Once he accurately judged the shift in speed—which happened in an instant—he could unleash astonishing power within a mere moment, making his attacks even more lethal.The gaps in the bamboo are getting bigger and bigger."The 172nd...""The 173rd..."Lin Feng continued his attacks, and with his 175th strike, the bamboo in front of him finally broke in two.It was a success.Lin Feng became excited, raised his head and let out a long roar, then sw

Lin Feng was full of energy, and his training was even more motivated and energetic. Slowly, one bamboo stalk after another fell at his feet. More than a hundred cuts might sound like a lot, but for a master swordsman, it was just a matter of a moment. This was even with Lin Feng slowing down and deliberately honing his basic skills; if he had focused solely on speed, his cuts would have been even faster.After sunset, Lin Feng dragged his weary body back to Huangshi Peak. This time, he was even more exhausted than the night before; his arms ached and were so numb that he couldn't even take off his clothes. Finally, with the help of his servant Hu Changtian, he managed to step into the medicine cauldron, sit cross-legged, and immerse himself motionless in the Dragon Vein Cleansing Liquid, repeating the process of cultivating, tearing his meridians, over-recovering and strengthening them, and then tearing them again. Once the wounds inside and outside his body had almost healed, he o

Half a month passed in a flash.At midday, Han Zhong came over from the direction of the Celestial Blade Sect, arriving as promised. However, he was stunned by what he saw even before he got close to the bamboo forest.Inside the bamboo forest, Lin Feng charged left and right, sometimes slashing forward with his sword held horizontally across his chest, crushing rows of tough white-haired demon bamboo; other times, he would reverse his grip on the long sword and run forward wildly, leaving a long string of white-haired demon bamboo behind him. It looked like he was cutting tofu, slicing through more than a dozen of the notoriously tough white-tuffed demon bamboos with a single stroke."Impossible, could that really be Lin Feng?" Han Zhong rubbed his eyes, exclaiming that it was impossible, his face filled with disbelief. "How long has it been? How could Lin Feng's swordsmanship suddenly become so fierce? Impossible, absolutely impossible...""Senior Brother Zhong, you've arrived!" Lin