Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

“Does Zhang Hai have a grudge against Lin Feng? Why is he attacking Lin Feng’s Dantian? Does he want to waste Lin Feng?”

“I haven’t heard of any grudge between them.”

Many disciples wondered.

The expressions of Qin Yao, Shee Weizhu, and others suddenly changed.

Worry filled their gaze towards Lin Feng.

They too had heard about Zhang Hai’s comprehension of the “spirit.”

Naturally, their hearts couldn’t help but worry that Lin Feng would suffer greatly at the hands of Zhang Hai.

The Drunkard, however, watched the great battle on the stage with a nonchalant expression, seemingly without a trace of concern.

“Is this Zhang Hai going to cripple Lin Feng?” A Great Elder’s face darkened as he spoke, “In our sect competition, how could such excessive force be allowed? This duel must be stopped.”

Just then, Liu Mingcang spoke with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, “Elder Wang Yuan, in the sect competition, there is no rule against using excessive force. In the path of cultivation, one should press forward fearlessly. A cultivator’s duel naturally faces various possible dangers. If one is afraid, they should withdraw early, why participate at all? Since they’ve joined the competition, they should be prepared for everything, even for accidents to occur. It’s all part of our Heavenly Destiny, and we cannot interfere with what fate has decreed.”

Liu Mingcang was the nephew of the Fifth Elder of the Qingyang Sect, Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan had once ordered Liu Mingcang to find an opportunity to get rid of Lin Feng.

But Liu Mingcang had been waiting for the right moment.

If Zhang Hai could help him cripple Lin Feng today, that would be ideal.

As an Elder of the Azure Cloud Sect, wouldn’t dealing with a cripple be an easy task for him?

“Nonsense,” Elder Wang Yuan retorted coldly.

“Even if it was nonsense, it’s too late now,” Liu Mingcang chuckled coldly.

Because, at this very moment,

Zhang Hai’s strike was about to land on Lin Feng’s body.

Elder Wang Yuan’s expression instantly turned grim.

“Wants to cripple me?” Lin Feng’s gaze slightly darkened.

He did not know this Zhang Hai, but Zhang Hai was trying to cripple him.

Lin Feng thought of Liuu Mengyan and Sun Zizhou from the Azure Sky Peak.

“Clueless fool.”

Lin Feng’s expression was indifferent as he stepped forward, slashing out with a Sword Qi.

That Sword Qi instantly tore through Zhang Hai’s Protective Gang Qi.

Zhang Hai’s complexion changed drastically, he had not anticipated that Lin Feng’s attack would be so formidable.

He quickly dissipated his Furious God Splitting Fist.

Then he began to channel his own “spirit.”

“Vajra Spirit,” Zhang Hai shouted coldly.

As Zhang Hai’s voice fell, strong auras surged from within his Dantian.

Zhang Hai’s spirit was known as the Vajra Spirit.

Once the “Vajra Spirit” was deployed,

it could form the most powerful Vajra Body.

Buddhism has its Protecting Dharma Vajra.

The Vajra Protector possesses immense strength and astonishing defense, impervious to all laws.

After Zhang Hai unleashed the Vajra Spirit,

his body instantly turned the color of gold,

and his whole body swelled by three or four sizes.

Under the effect of the Vajra Spirit, Zhang Hai’s body transformed into Buddhism’s Protecting Dharma Vajra,

impervious to blades and invulnerable to all laws.

Moreover, his strength doubled.

“My God, such a powerful spirit, to transform oneself into Buddhism’s Vajra Protector. Now that Zhang Hai is invulnerable to all laws, difficult to injure with weapons, this is too terrifying. Just with this move, he becomes unbeatable,” they exclaimed.

“It looks like Lin Feng will be overridden by Zhang Hai.”

Many cultivators were shocked to see Zhang Hai transform his body into the Vajra Protector with the Vajra Spirit and started shouting in amazement.

Zhang Hai was even more smug, “Kid, you think mere Sword Qi can harm me? How delusional.”

But as soon as Zhang Hai’s words fell,

Lin Feng’s Sword Qi instantly tore through Zhang Hai’s flesh.

With a burst,

Sword Qi pierced through Zhang Hai’s Dantian.

Zhang Hai was sent flying backward.

With a thud,

he fell to the ground, his Dantian destroyed, his True Qi dissipated.

“You’ve crippled me”

Zhang Hai roared incredulously, unable to accept it as he spat three mouthfuls of blood and collapsed, fainting.

Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind, his eyes like the stars.

Without a word, his cold gaze swept over Zhang Hai before he leaped off the stage.

Disbelieving gazes followed Lin Feng.