Lao E's gaze was fixed intently on the figure slowly emerging from the darkness. His eyes were filled with shock.
His lips trembled slightly, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide, instantly drowning all his calmness.
Lao E looked at Chen Feng in front of him in disbelief. No, it should be said that this once - unremarkable nobody had, right in front of everyone's eyes, become the protagonist of the day, pulling Tianya, the lofty Soul King in everyone's heart, down from the altar brutally.
"Damn it, what... what's going on?"
Lao E almost shouted out, his mind in a complete mess.
[Ding, detected that Lao E has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 200]
Tianya, his companion, the Soul King who had demonstrated powerful strength and invincible demeanor countless times on the battlefield, had been defeated so quickly and thoroughly. This was simply a great shame in the world of soul masters, a nightmare he had never imagined.
Lao E unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His throat seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He tried hard to clear his mind, telling himself that he was a control - type soul master, and under the cover of this black mist, the opponent's power was nothing to be afraid of. He was the master of this darkness, the king who controlled everything.
However, the fear in his heart was like wild grass, growing stronger with each cut, showing no sign of subsiding.
"I must create more black mist!"
Lao E knew that he needed more cover to prevent himself from suffering the same fate as Tianya.
[Ding, detected that Lao E has a fear + fluke emotion, emotion value + 200]
As Lao E extended his will, an even thicker mass of black mist appeared in the field, almost swallowing up all the light.
At this critical moment, Chen Feng didn't wait any longer. His movement was like an arrow leaving the bow, extremely fast.
His figure loomed in the black mist, and each flash was accompanied by a sharp sword light. Each sword light was like the cold north wind, piercing through the darkness and bringing endless chill.
Lao E dodged left and right. His figure twisted and deformed in the black mist as he tried to avoid the fatal sword light.
But the sword shadows followed him everywhere. No matter how he changed his position, the sword light was always in close pursuit.
"Damn it, why are there swords everywhere?" Lao E exclaimed in his heart.
[Ding, detected that Lao E has a panicked emotion, emotion value + 300]
His steps became increasingly chaotic, and his mind was in turmoil.
Finally, during a stumble, Lao E felt an irresistible force of gravity.
Then, his body was like a kite with a broken string, quickly tracing a helpless arc in the air.
Breaking free from the confinement of the black mist, Tang San and the others seemed to wake up from a suffocating nightmare.
Subsequently, their gazes were drawn to the silhouette in the sky.
The silhouette was particularly clear in the night sky. As the distance closed, its shape gradually became distinct—it was unmistakably Lao E, who had given them so much trouble.
He was like a kite with a broken string, rolling helplessly in the air, and finally crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Tang San was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat.
The pressure and despair they had endured earlier seemed to be dispelled at this moment by the figure falling from the sky.
Was Soul King Lao E really defeated by Chen Feng with one move?
Damn it, this... is it too fast?
[Ding, detected that Tang San has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 300]
"Fatty, was that Soul King Lao E defeated by Chen Feng?"
Oscar's voice was still trembling, afraid to get a negative answer from Ma Hongjun.
"You're right."
There was an indescribable sentiment in Fatty's voice, as if he was re - defining what it meant to be powerful.
"Damn it! Another Soul King has been defeated."
"The one named Tianya was also a Soul King. Does that mean Chen Feng has defeated two Soul Kings?"
When Oscar exclaimed this conclusion in surprise, a huge wave of shock surged in everyone's hearts.
Soul Kings, who were so powerful, were actually so vulnerable in Chen Feng's hands. Had Chen Feng's strength already exceeded their imagination?
[Ding, detected that Gu Long has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 300]
[Ding, detected that Ma Hongjun has a shocked emotion, emotion value + 300]
"Chen Feng must have held back during our usual training," Xiao Wu said, her voice trembling slightly as a new understanding took shape.
Everyone nodded in agreement. They recalled the arduous training in the past month, those one - on - one and two - on - two duels. Every time they lost to Chen Feng, they had originally thought it was due to their own shortcomings.
Now it seemed that Chen Feng's true hidden strength had long exceeded their limits.
The frustration and disappointment they had accumulated from their duels with Chen Feng on a daily basis finally found a sense of balance today.
Indeed, in front of Chen Feng, even Soul Kings seemed vulnerable. In comparison, their defeats were not so hard to accept.
...
As night fell, the sky was gradually dotted with bright stars, adding a touch of mystery and tranquility to this ordinary night. After everyone returned to the dormitory, Xiao Wu transformed into a vivid bard, passionately recounting the astonishing story of how Chen Feng bravely stood firm in a desperate situation and defeated two Soul Kings single - handedly.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing huddled closely around her. Their eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with eagerness for the story. Zhu Zhuqing's breathing quickened, and their hearts surged with the rhythm of Xiao Wu's narration.
Xiao Wu's voice grew more passionate, her expression vivid as she painted every detail vividly. "Chen Feng's eyes were as firm as iron, and each of his attacks was like a thunderbolt, shaking people's hearts."
Ning Rongrong's lips trembled slightly, and an indescribable excitement and admiration welled up in her heart.
She looked at Chen Feng, hardly believing that he had become so powerful.
Chen Feng sat quietly aside, his eyes slightly lowered, calmly listening to Xiao Wu's account. There was not much expression on his face, as if defeating Soul Kings was just an ordinary matter to him.
However, deep in his heart, he knew how many coincidences and contingencies were hidden in this victory.
When facing Tianya, Chen Feng knew that his martial soul had a natural advantage in attributes, which was the key to his victory.
Lao E's martial soul, on the other hand, was strange and unpredictable. If Chen Feng's Gale Sword hadn't caught the opponent's flaw in that instant, the outcome would have been hard to predict.
Chen Feng's swordsmanship was like a fierce storm, impenetrable. The one - hundred - and - eight swords were swift and precise, completely blocking all of Lao E's retreats and leaving the opponent no chance to counter - attack.
If Lao E's opponent had been of the type like the level - 50 Iron - Blood Brothers, the situation might have been very different. Lao E had a great advantage against such soul masters.