Mighty Mystic Force condensed in midair and pressed down on Chu Feng like an enormous mountain. Nangong Xiao felt that while this strike might not kill Chu Feng, at his level of cultivation he could easily beat him half to death. This was his best chance to impress Yan Ruyu — the perfect opportunity to show her his masculine prowess.
As soon as Nangong Xiao made his move, nearly every Jade Maiden Sect disciple present watched with eager anticipation, cold smiles playing at the corners of their lips. They all looked down on Chu Feng from the bottom of their hearts and desperately didn't want Yan Ruyu to marry him.
Unfortunately, out of respect for their sect master's reputation, none of them dared to lay a hand on Chu Feng themselves. But now that Nangong Xiao was doing it for them, it suited them perfectly — it was as if he were punishing Chu Feng on their behalf.
In that moment, they even hoped Nangong Xiao would swat Chu Feng dead with a single slap — that would have been even more satisfying. After all, ever the proud women they were, they believed the weak had no right to harbor designs on them. Even daring to think about them was nothing short of courting death.
However, Chu Feng was about to disappoint them all. Just as the Mystic Force was about to crash down, he raised his fist and threw a punch. Yuan Force erupted in all directions, blasting the massive wave of Mystic Force to pieces. The powerful shockwave forced the surrounding Jade Maiden Sect disciples to stumble backward, and shrieks of alarm rang out all around.
"That kid actually blocked Nangong Xiao's attack!!!"
In that instant, every Jade Maiden Sect disciple present lost all color from their faces. Their expressions shifted dramatically, and on each of those delicate, pretty faces, shock was written in unmistakable letters.
They could all sense that Chu Feng's cultivation was at the Ninth Level of Yuan Martial. While that was commendable for someone his age, it should have been nowhere near enough to contend with the Xuan Wu Realm.
Yet Chu Feng, relying on nothing more than his Ninth Level Yuan Martial cultivation, had effortlessly neutralized Nangong Xiao's attack. Combat power that could bridge such a vast gap between realms was simply too incredible to believe.
In that moment, a thought crept into everyone's mind: could the rumor that Chu Feng had defeated a fourth-level Xuan Wu expert while only at the seventh level of Yuan Martial actually be true?
"Kid, you've got some tricks up your sleeve. Let's see if you can keep blocking what's coming next."
Having failed with his first attack and feeling he'd completely lost face, Nangong Xiao held nothing back this time. He unleashed a supremely powerful Sixth-rank Martial Art.
The moment that martial art was unleashed, the very sky seemed to dim. The formidable Mystic Force transformed into a massive vortex, churning and rolling through the air before finally coalescing into an enormous sword that hovered in midair.
The sword was over ten meters long, radiating terrifying power as though nothing could withstand a single strike from it. Now carrying a dreadful pressure before it, it thrust straight toward Chu Feng head-on.
"Look! That's the Swordless Sect's signature martial art! Last year at the Hundred Sect Assembly, Nangong Xiao used this exact move to fight Senior Sister Yan to a draw!"
Watching the colossal sword condensed from Mystic Force and radiating such overwhelming pressure, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp, fear spreading across their faces.
Nangong Xiao's strike was immensely powerful. Among the Jade Maiden Sect disciples present, apart from Yan Ruyu, virtually no one could block it. Even if Yan Ruyu stepped in, she could only barely defend against it without being able to fully neutralize it.
"Sigh, looks like Chu Feng is done for."
Once this move was unleashed, nearly everyone felt the outcome was already decided. Even if Chu Feng was truly gifted with extraordinary talent and overwhelming combat power, capable of breaking through Yuan Martial cultivation to counter Xuan Wu attacks, they were certain he could never withstand this strike.
"Hmph, just empty posturing."
However, facing the colossal sword bearing such fearsome pressure and containing terrifying power, Chu Feng neither dodged nor evaded. He simply clenched one hand into a fist and threw another punch toward the sky — only this time, the force behind it was several times greater than before.
"BOOM!"
The moment this punch was thrown, even the sky trembled. And when that invisible force of the fist struck the colossal sword, the razor-sharp blade shattered inch by inch, ultimately crumbling to dust that scattered across the sky.