Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1591 - 1690: Extraordinary Experience

The Tai Chi Diagram suddenly collapsed. Wind Forest, like a fallen leaf, was blasted away with no resistance at all. However, Feng Lin still used the remaining energy in his body to continuously dispel the Attack Power, yet he still spat out large mouthfuls of blood. In the end, he powerlessly crashed down from midair.

Qiong won!

Everyone was stunned. Just now, Feng Lin held the advantage with his sword and finger strikes. How could he lose it in an instant?

"Did you see clearly?" Above the clouds, Qin Feng lightly brushed his sleeve.

"This is a kind of red-black energy. No, it’s a red energy and a black energy. There are two kinds of energy." The one closest to Qin Feng, Tiantian, was the first to speak.

Qin Feng nodded. "These are two extreme forces. Normally, a person cannot control both forces at the same time. However, Joanne is controlling them, and can run them perfectly together. Such power can be several times stronger than the Spirit of an ordinary Cultivator. No wonder the other Heavenly Pride in the same Domain are far inferior to him."

Xue Jiao of Dan Tai laughed and said, "There are countless capable people in this world. Seems you’re not the only one with Special abilities, great opportunities, and extraordinary experiences."

Qin Feng rubbed his nose and said, "I don’t recall ever saying I was."

Tian Tianlian said, "But everyone is still not as strong as Brother Qin."

"Haha." Tiantian was acting like a blind worshipper again. Qin Feng couldn’t help but give a bitter smile, then said, "Alright, the second round of the Astrology conference is over. I should show my face."

"Adong, you come too."

In a secluded secret chamber, Adong was kneeling as he cultivated. Hearing Qin Feng’s Spiritual Power transmission, he immediately responded, "Yes, Master."

On the battlefield, Gu Hai watched Qiao An appear, then looked at the heavily injured Feng Lin. He smiled in satisfaction. The Disciples the Star Heaven Sect recruited this time were truly excellent. Naturally, he was very pleased.

"I declare that Qiao An is the strongest person in the second round of the grand sky tournament. He is the one who will see the flowers bloom."

"Oh!!!"

Countless people instantly erupted into cheers. The battles in this round had been truly spectacular. At the same time, Joanny, Feng Lin, and Meng Tao would all become their senior brothers, the future most dazzling Disciples of the Star Heaven Sect.

"Hoo..."

Suddenly, a black-clothed youth appeared on the arena. The restless crowd instantly fell silent. In that moment, countless Disciples, especially the female Disciples, became so excited they could hardly contain themselves, because they were far too familiar with this person. He was the free and unrestrained Swordsman whose Sword Dao phantom had swept over the skies—he was their Grandmaster, the young Qin Feng who had shattered the sword.

"Greetings to the Sect Master."

No one knew who shouted it first. The millions of disciples watching the battle all knelt, their voices shaking the heavens. Although they had yet to formally undergo King Wei’s baptism, they all understood clearly: by passing the first round of the Star Heaven Sect grand competition, they had become Disciples of Master Sky Shattering. Of course, this was their primary goal, because even as the lowest entry-level disciple, the opportunities and cultivation conditions they gained far surpassed those of the core descendants of powers like Huangfu and Duanmu. Not to mention the referees. "Master," Adong bowed.

"Mm." Qin Feng nodded.

The people nearby, especially Qiao An and Feng Lin, who were closest to Qin Feng, secretly glanced at Adong: This is the Sect Master’s only Disciple? Doesn’t look any different. Just a very simple young man.

They had never seen Adong before, because at Qin Feng’s order last time, he had been constantly making up for the sword and never came out at all.

"You three," Qin Feng looked at Qiao An, Feng Lin, and Meng Tao, "this is my Disciple Dong. Rest well. After you’ve recovered to full strength, you can challenge me across the Three Realms, or challenge him within a single Domain. If you can win, you have the right to choose to become my personal disciples, or you can demand any opportunity from the Star Heaven Sect. Of course, even if you lose, you won’t receive any less than the rewards you deserve from the second round of the Astrology grand competition, so don’t worry. Let go of yourselves in this first battle."

"Haha." Meng Tao grinned. If he lost, he wouldn’t lose anything. If he won and became the Clan Leader’s personal disciple, his position would be completely different. Even if he didn’t, he could still demand any opportunity. That was a huge deal. Who wouldn’t try when given such a chance?

"Master," Joanne suddenly lowered his head and said, "what do you think of my strength?"

"Very strong." Qin Feng smiled. "Within the same realm, you really could fight me."

Joanne said, "The Clan Leader has seen my power and intends to let me challenge you across the Three Realms?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng suddenly laughed. He could tell Qiao An was a disciple of Master Sky Shattering, a Grandmaster. In front of him, Qiao An had to be courteous, but he was clearly quite proud and somewhat dissatisfied. In truth, not only Qiao An—Feng Lin, Gu You, Meng Tao, and many others were not absolutely convinced either. After all, they were older than him, had risen to fame earlier, and their power far surpassed that of ordinary people. Only by winning the Three Realms challenge would they be qualified to become his disciples. Not everyone believed this gap truly existed.

Qin Feng thought to himself, "Looks like I need to seize this chance and give these people a heavy blow so they’ll be completely convinced."

Qin Feng looked at him and laughed. "Qiao An, you seem very confident in your strength."

Joanne thrust out his chest and said, "You should know my strongest weapon is a set of shooting skills, but from start to finish, I didn’t use my weapon. I just defeated Feng Lin without bringing out my strongest power."

"Mm." Qin Feng nodded. "When you’re back at your peak, bring out everything you have."

Hearing this, Qiao An immediately narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Very well, Sect Master, I’m not badly injured. I only need half an hour to recover. If you don’t mind, how about the first challenge in half an hour?"

"So soon?" Qin Feng laughed.

Joanne said, "I can’t wait to witness the Clan Leader’s strength."

"Alright." Qin Feng nodded.

"Wow!" Many people around were shocked. They had thought they would have to wait a few days before seeing the Grandmaster’s style, but they hadn’t expected to see it so soon.

Qiao An didn’t idle around at all. He sat cross-legged and began meditation. He cultivated the Ninth Layer of Ji Jing. Jingjing claimed that his limbs could regenerate. The small injury Feng Lin had inflicted didn’t hurt at all.

In less than half an hour, Qiong suddenly opened his eyes, an intense battle intent flashing within them.

"God, I’m ready." He spoke, then Joanne rose from his seated posture and walked step by step to the center of the arena as the Earth began to tremble. With each step, the ground quaked, his entire body brimming with a powerful pressure. At this moment, his momentum was even more astonishing. With every step, the strength in his feet grew, his stride grew heavier, and deeper footprints appeared on the ground.

"Bang! Bang!"

The heavy, thunderous footsteps caused the millions of spectators around the battlefield to quiet down one by one. Everyone felt depressed and an extreme sense of oppression. At the same time, they all understood that Qiao An was going all out in front of Qin Feng!

"Qin Feng, the Sky Shattering Sect you founded has even defeated the Tuoba Sect. Among such terrifying Sect disciples, I am the senior brother; that is no insult. You are very gifted. If I lose to you, I won’t feel ashamed. But for you to want me to fight you again across three levels..." Qiong muttered under his breath, his inner pride still unsatisfied.

Qiao An stopped under his feet; at this point, he had already reached the center of the arena. His lowered head slowly lifted. His eyes were blood-red and bloodthirsty. The weather was not cold, yet a chill seemed to spread. And the direction of that gaze was precisely where Qin Feng stood.

As if responding to Qiao An’s stare, Qin Feng also began walking forward step by step. Qin Feng’s footsteps were very light, very soft, like those of an ordinary person.