Chapter 141: Surging Sword Qi

"Take my sword and use it."

Lin Feng had never been separated from his sword. Kunwu had accompanied him for tens of thousands of years, long since becoming an inseparable part of him. Now, for the sake of Wang Zexi—a man loyal to his country and steadfast in his duty—Lin Feng decisively lent out his precious sword.

Seeing this, Gu Feng’s eyes widened in astonishment.

One must know that this was the very sword Lin Feng had used at the Five-Province Martial Arts Tournament. Even the God of War, Yun Qianshang, had deeply envied Lin Feng for possessing such a fine sword.

Yet now, he had actually lent this sword to Wang Zexi. Even if Wu Sansi truly did not wish to lose, he was destined to lose!

"This is... Instructor Lin..."

Looking at the sword planted in the ground before him, Wang Zexi was momentarily dazed, a surge of deep gratitude welling up in his heart toward Lin Feng.

"Hmph, a mere broken sword wants to compare with my refined iron steel staff? Fine! Let me see just how much power this pathetic sword of yours actually has!"

Wu Sansi held Kunwu in absolute contempt.

From the very beginning, he had looked down on Lin Feng—a fellow with no martial background to speak of, entirely obscure in the jianghu, at best a nobody temporarily recruited off the streets.

He doubted the man possessed anything worthy of the grand stage!

Yet, every time Wang Zexi had practiced the Vast Heaven Martial Scripture over these past few days, he had felt a profound and mystical aura wash over him. An Instructor Lin who possessed such a mysterious martial scripture could certainly not be an ordinary mortal.

It was even entirely possible that he was the very author of the scripture itself. Such a person must undoubtedly be unimaginably mysterious and powerful.

As for the sword he carried with him, it too must surely be extraordinary!

Filled with utmost reverence, Wang Zexi slowly extended his hand, gripped the hilt of Kunwu, and exerted steady strength to draw the blade from its scabbard.

*Clang-clang-clang—*

A crisp, melodious sword chime rang out as the silvery-white blade slowly emerged from the scabbard, revealing itself to everyone present.

"Whoa—what a gorgeous sword!"

Staring at Kunwu, Xu Peng could not help but burst into continuous praise.

Wu Sansi, however, felt his heart skip a beat before his lips curled into an arrogant sneer. "Hmph, what use is beauty! Watch me smash your blade to pieces in a matter of seconds!"

The moment Wu Sansi’s words fell, the Kunwu sword in Wang Zexi’s hand instantly began to quiver, emitting wave after wave of resonant vibration.

Clearly, Wu Sansi’s wild and arrogant words had thoroughly angered the Kunwu sword.

Over these past days, as Lin Feng’s strength gradually recovered, the Kunwu sword had slowly begun to nurture its own nascent sentience under the nourishment of Lin Feng’s divine consciousness.

By now, it was already showing signs of awakening a trace of intelligence.

Glaring furiously, Wu Sansi let out a fierce roar and shouted, "Hmph, take my staff technique—Sweeping the Army!"

Wang Zexi was caught somewhat flustered by Wu Sansi’s sudden assault. Yet just as he was wondering how to respond, the sword in his hand seemed to come alive on its own, leaping forward of its own accord to strike at Wu Sansi’s steel staff.

*Clang!*

A sharp metallic impact rang out. Wu Sansi never expected that despite launching his attack first, the opponent would actually strike second and arrive first. Moreover, Wang Zexi swung the sword in a completely uncoordinated posture, almost as if he were being manipulated by the weapon itself.

Such a clumsy movement should have possessed no power whatsoever. Yet, to his utter shock and disbelief, his own refined-iron steel staff had actually been broken!

With merely a light slash, a section of his steel staff was cleanly shaved off.

"How is this possible! This is a steel staff forged according to our Wu family’s secret arts! It was made by refining iron using ancient methods and then forged with modern alloy technology—how could it be so fragile!"

Wu Sansi was utterly dumbfounded, completely unable to comprehend it.

He slowly shifted his gaze toward Lin Feng, a chill running through his heart.

Could it be that this man, despite his lack of fame, was actually a hidden master living in seclusion?

"Wu Sansi, it’s still not too late for you to admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat? Don't even dream about it! I am not going to let you off!"

Wu Sansi’s eyes were bloodshot from rage. With his personal steel staff shorn in half, his anger had reached its boiling point.

brandishing the staff—now missing its head—Wu Sansi lunged forward again, preparing for close-quarters combat. The truncated staff instantly transformed into a vicious cudgel, aiming straight for Wang Zexi’s waist.

Seeing this, Wang Zexi raised the blade, and his body was instantly pulled along by the Kunwu sword. A surge of sword qi erupted violently—it was precisely the same sword technique Lin Feng had used to cut apart the ring at the Five-Province Martial Arts Tournament.

"Sword Style One: A Single Sword Severing the World!"

A streak of sword qi transformed into the expanse of the firmament, bursting straight out from the tip of the blade and slashing fiercely toward Wu Sansi’s face.

"This is... Sword qi! How is that possible!"

Wu Sansi was driven nearly mad. The fact that Wang Zexi had attained strength comparable to his own within just a month had already filled him with a sense of crisis; now, he had actually unleashed sword qi with a single strike!

This was a technique that only a Grandmaster-realm swordsman could execute!

Watching the sword qi hurtling straight toward his face, Wu Sansi instinctively raised his steel staff with both hands to block it.

To his horror, the sword qi proved incomparably sharp, instantly cleaving his refined-iron staff clean through. Even after shattering the weapon, the sword qi remained undiminished, slashing straight toward his face!

"Oh God! I'm going to die!"

Wu Sansi scrambled and rolled desperately in an attempt to dodge. Nevertheless, his right arm was still grazed by the sword qi, stripping away a layer of flesh and skin and exposing the white bone beneath.

"Ah—my arm!"

Dropping the broken staff, Wu Sansi clutched his arm and shrieked in agony as blood spurted out, gradually staining the front of his garments.

"Boss Wu! The hell kind of heavy hand did you use?!"

"Are you trying to kill the man? Or do you harbor malicious intentions, crippling Boss Wu so you can take over as the head of the Soaring Dragon Team?!"

"Damn it all, I’m going to avenge Boss Wu today! Blood for blood!"

Wang Zexi stood there in a daze, having no idea what he had just done. The sword in his hand had completely acted on its own accord, unleashing the sword qi and severely injuring Wu Sansi.

Now, the veteran team members were filled with righteous indignation, surrounding him with furious glares, vowing to tear him limb from limb.

This was practically a mutiny!

Gu Feng immediately stepped forward to intervene. However, these veteran members were martial arts practitioners from prominent families, and working together, they actually shoved Gu Feng aside.

Seeing that a major disaster was about to unfold, Gu Feng hurried over to Lin Feng and said anxiously,

"Lin Feng, stop them already! Wang Zexi is a fine seedling! If anything happens to him, the old commander of the Jinling Military Region will skin me alive!"

Lin Feng glanced sideways at the anxiously sweating Gu Feng, a faint smile touching the corner of his lips as he said calmly,

"Don't worry. With my Kunwu sword present, no one can harm Wang Zexi."

Sure enough, before Lin Feng’s voice even faded, Wang Zexi—surrounded tightly on all sides—unleashed yet another few flashes of sword qi, instantly cutting his way out from the crowd!

Arriving before Lin Feng, he respectfully offered the precious sword back with both hands:

"Instructor Lin, your sword!"

Lin Feng took the sword back and said placidly, "Well? Have you comprehended the true meaning of the Martial Scripture?"

"Reporting to Instructor Lin, I have gained many profound insights. Thank you for your guidance!"

At that moment, Wang Zexi was replaying the sensation of unleashing the sword qi over and over in his mind. His understanding of sword techniques had reached an extraordinary level, and his mind felt wide open.

Meanwhile, Wu Sansi was being escorted out of the training grounds, supported by his fellow veteran team members. As he left, he was still shouting belligerently:

"Wang Zexi, you just wait! The Wu family will definitely not let this rest!"