"I told you, you shouldn't have gotten up. You should have kept playing dead."
After blocking Zuoqiu Youyu's attack, Chu Feng spoke to him.
"Is it the power of forbidden medicine?"
"Even if it is forbidden medicine, you can only match my strength. But you... are still no match for me."
As he spoke, a vicious glint surfaced in Zuoqiu Youyu's eyes.
Swish, swish, swish—
In an instant, the Venerable Weapon sword in his hand began to dance once more.
This time, a single Venerable Weapon sword multiplied into countless blades. Razor-sharp light ran rampant, forming an army of swords that completely surrounded Chu Feng, attempting to tear him to shreds.
But Chu Feng remained calm and unhurried. His steps were elegant, his bearing refined. He gripped the Primordial Hero Sword, his movements appearing gentle and slow at first glance, yet in reality they were incredibly fast, deflecting every single one of Zuoqiu Youyu's attacks.
"My little brother is truly impressive."
Seeing the exchange between Chu Feng and Zuoqiu Youyu, Duan Liufeng wore a proud smile on his face, admiration rising in his heart.
He knew that Zuoqiu Youyu was no pretender—his skill was genuinely formidable.
He wouldn't dare make claims about the entire vast cultivation world.
But within the Holy Light Heavenly River, Zuoqiu Youyu was an absolutely top-tier genius.
In terms of cultivation, whether it was comprehension, combat strength, or the application of martial arts, his talent in every regard was considered outstanding.
This naturally included his skill with weapons as well.
He also knew that Zuoqiu Youyu had loved swords since childhood. From boyhood to adulthood, the only weapon he ever used was the sword.
On top of that, with guidance from his grandfather and various experts of the Wolong Martial Sect, Zuoqiu Youyu's swordsmanship had already reached a level of divine mastery.
Even without employing any martial art, his swordsmanship possessed devastating killing power.
Among the younger generation, if they were talking about swordsmanship, if he said he was second, then truly no one would dare claim to be first.
But right now, as Zuoqiu Youyu fought Chu Feng, the swordsmanship he was so proud of had failed to gain any advantage.
An outsider might not be able to tell, but Duan Liufeng could see it clearly.
Not only that, but Chu Feng's body was extremely weakened from having just executed the Nine Heavens Thunder Slash, and his combat strength had taken a severe hit.
Speaking purely in terms of combat strength, the current Chu Feng was inferior to Zuoqiu Youyu.
One had to understand that combat strength was critical to a martial artist. At the same realm, combat strength alone could determine who was stronger and who would win or lose.
So in his view, Chu Feng was essentially fighting while injured.
It was precisely because his swordsmanship was superior to Zuoqiu Youyu's that he was able to fight to a standstill despite being weaker in raw power.
If Chu Feng had been in peak condition, Zuoqiu Youyu would likely have been swiftly defeated. With swordsmanship alone, he was no match for Chu Feng whatsoever.
There was simply no way Zuoqiu Youyu could have locked Chu Feng in such a drawn-out battle.
This was exactly why Duan Liufeng was so delighted.
"Zuoqiu Youyu, your swordsmanship isn't bad. You must have received guidance from some great master, right?"
"What a pity, though—what a pity. You ran into me. When it comes to weapons, I, Chu Feng, have never been defeated."
As he fought Zuoqiu Youyu, Chu Feng taunted him with a smirk.
"Never been defeated?"
"What a wonderful claim—never been defeated."