"I said, you shouldn't have gotten up. You should have kept playing dead."
After blocking Zuoqiu Youyu's attack, Chu Feng said to him.
"Was it the power of a forbidden medicine?"
"Even with a forbidden medicine, you can only match my combat strength. And you're... still not my opponent."
As he spoke, a vicious glint surged in Zuoqiu Youyu's eyes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
In an instant, the Supreme Armament sword in his hand was already swinging again.
In that moment, a single Supreme Armament sword multiplied into countless blades, light and energy rampaging everywhere, forming an army of swords that surrounded Chu Feng, attempting to tear him to shreds.
But Chu Feng remained completely calm. His steps were elegant, his bearing effortless. He gripped the Ancient Hero Sword, his movements appearing gentle and slow, yet in reality, they were extraordinarily fast, blocking every single one of Zuoqiu Youyu's attacks.
"My dear little brother really is impressive."
Duan Liufeng watched the scene of Chu Feng clashing with Zuoqiu Youyu, a proud smile on his face, admiration blooming in his heart.
He knew that Zuoqiu Youyu was no fraud — the man was genuinely formidable.
He wouldn't dare say so for the entire vast Martial Cultivation World, but within the Holy Light Galaxy, Zuoqiu Youyu was an absolutely top-tier genius.
In terms of martial cultivation — whether it was comprehension, combat strength, or the application of martial arts — his talent in every aspect was considered peak.
Naturally, that included his skill with weapons.
And he also knew that Zuoqiu Youyu had loved swords since childhood. From young to old, the only weapon he ever used was the sword.
Coupled with guidance from his grandfather and numerous experts from the Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect, Zuoqiu Youyu's swordsmanship had already reached a state of divine mastery.
Even without employing any martial art, his strikes carried tremendous killing power.
Among the younger generation, if one were to rank swordsmanship, if he was second, then truly no one would dare claim first.
But right now, as Zuoqiu Youyu fought Chu Feng, the swordsmanship he was so proud of wasn't gaining him any advantage.
Others might not be able to tell, but Duan Liufeng could see it clearly.
More than that, Chu Feng was currently in an extremely weakened state from having just unleashed the Nine Heavens Thunder Slash, his combat strength greatly diminished.
Speaking purely in terms of combat strength, the current Chu Feng was weaker than Zuoqiu Youyu.
It had to be understood that combat strength was critically important to martial artists. At the same cultivation level, combat strength alone could determine superiority and the outcome of a battle.
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 could fight to a standstill despite being at a disadvantage in raw power.
If Chu Feng had been in peak condition, Zuoqiu Youyu would likely have suffered a swift defeat. By swordsmanship alone, he was simply no match for Chu Feng — and he could never have locked horns with Chu Feng in such an intense stalemate.
This was exactly why Duan Liufeng was so delighted.
"Zuoqiu Youyu, your swordsmanship is pretty good. You must have received guidance from some great expert, huh?"
"What a pity, though — what a real pity. You ran into me. When it comes to weapons, I, Chu Feng, have never lost."
As he exchanged blows with Zuoqiu Youyu, Chu Feng taunted him with a smug grin.
"Never lost?"
"Quite the bold claim — never lost."
"So you, Chu Feng, have never lost? Does that mean I, Zuoqiu Youyu, ever have?"