Bang!
Chu Feng landed a punch squarely on Jiang Wang's chest.
Instantly, Jiang Wang's chest caved in, ribs shattered, and he flew backward, spewing blood, collapsing on the ground with incessant groans.
One move!
Chu Feng had utterly defeated Jiang Wang with a single move.
"Jiang Wang actually lost?"
The crowd stirred with unease.
Many disciples wore expressions of disbelief.
Although Jiang Wang had only recently entered the sixth level of Body Tempering, he could contend with an eighth-grade early-stage Martial Lord with the aid of the Soul-Devouring Demon Orb!
Yet now, he couldn't withstand a mere fifth-level Body Tempering martial apprentice?
Jiang Wang's cultivation was four levels higher than Chu Feng's, yet he was still crushed?
"No… impossible!"
Jiang Wang muttered in a daze.
He had never imagined this day would come.
A core disciple of the esteemed Jiang clan, hailed as the most outstanding prodigy of the younger generation, defeated by a piece of trash?
"No… this can't be!"
Suddenly, Jiang Wang seemed to recall something.
A look of intense madness washed over his face as he bit his index finger, dripping a drop of essence blood onto the Soul-Devouring Demon Orb.
In an instant, an eerie and sinister wave spread out, chilling one to the bone.
"Soul-Devouring Curse Mark?"
Upon seeing this, the expressions of many disciples in the plaza changed.
The Soul-Devouring Curse Mark was a unique and evil secret art of the Jiang clan.
This technique could curse others.
Once cast, it would be forever etched into the enemy's body, growing stronger as the enemy slowly died.
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Rumor had it that casting this technique would sharply reduce one's lifespan.
Only as a last resort would one dare use the Soul-Devouring Curse Mark.
Yet, to kill Chu Feng, Jiang Wang was willing to cast the Soul-Devouring Curse Mark.
"Truly, Jiang Wang is something else."
The crowd sighed.
Jiang Wang not only possessed a top-tier low-grade spiritual weapon,
but also a Soul-Devouring Demon Orb at his side.
In terms of wealth alone, perhaps not even a handful of people in the entire Azurewave Academy could compare to him.
But that wasn't all.
Jiang Wang then produced a crimson spirit stone, a fire-attribute spirit stone.
"Sword of Flames!"
Jiang Wang roared, tossing the fire-attribute spirit stone into the air.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a long sword entirely composed of flames materialized.
"斩!" (斩 is a Chinese character for '斩', which means '斩' in English)
Jiang Wang formed a sword incantation with his hand, manipulating the Sword of Flames to slash at Chu Feng.
Clang!
The Sword of Flames possessed immense power, comparable to a low-grade spiritual weapon, containing destructive force as it pierced towards Chu Feng.
However, Chu Feng remained rooted to the spot, allowing the Sword of Flames to approach.
Boom!
Flames erupted, incinerating the surroundings.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Wang frowned, somewhat puzzled.
He clearly felt that this attack had not only failed to achieve its purpose but had also exhausted him!
Pfft!
A spurt of blood shot out.
Chu Feng landed a punch on his shoulder, directly piercing through his right arm, leaving it drenched in blood.
"How is this possible?" Jiang Wang's face was filled with horror.
He had thought that using the Sword of Flames would be enough to suppress and kill Chu Feng.
As a result, he had miscalculated Chu Feng's combat strength!
"Jiang Wang, is this all you've got?"
Looking at the disheveled Jiang Wang, Chu Feng spoke indifferently.
"Damn it!"
Hearing Chu Feng's words, Jiang Wang's face twisted, appearing extremely malevolent:
"Today, either you die or I live!"
Swish!
Jiang Wang knelt down, his palms together, placed at his abdomen.
Soon, a series of illusory runes appeared outside his body.
The runes shimmered, like a brilliant flower, blooming open.
Buzz!
Immediately following that, a powerful aura erupted from Jiang Wang's body, causing the surroundings to tremble.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, his body gradually grew taller, sturdier, his muscles bulging.
"This is… Blood Sacrifice?"
An older disciple's expression darkened, unable to help but cry out in alarm.
"What? Blood Sacrifice? That's a forbidden secret technique; once activated, it causes a martial artist's life force to rapidly drain away."
"Rumor has it that this technique once caused bloody storms, encountering all sorts of obstruction and retaliation."
"Jiang Wang has actually mastered the Blood Sacrifice technique; it seems he's determined to kill Chu Feng."
Many new students were terrified.
The Blood Sacrifice secret technique had a terrible reputation in Dongyue County.
But it had a drawback, which was that it needed to be supplemented with some rare treasures every once in a while to maintain.
Therefore, the Blood Sacrifice technique was also extremely rare.
Some large sects were unwilling to publicize this technique.
Otherwise, it would attract all sorts of covetous eyes.
After all, the world's treasures are more than just a mere spiritual herb; even the treasures of Martial Sovereigns exist!
Some ancient family forces even possessed sacred objects!
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, ordinary disciples were unwilling to use such forbidden techniques.
But Jiang Wang was clearly going all out!
"Hahaha, you little bastard, prepare to die."
After performing the Blood Sacrifice technique, Jiang Wang's state returned to its peak, a smile on his lips, full of disdain.
"Oh, so it's just a disguise."
Chu Feng shook his head and sneered, "The real Jiang Wang ran away a long time ago."
"Hmph, stop your verbal tricks; I'll let you know what it means to anger me later." Jiang Wang roared.
Whoosh!
As soon as his voice fell, Jiang Wang once again brandished the Soul-Devouring Demon Orb, turning into a black shadow, directly pouncing towards Chu Feng.
Clang clang clang!
Chu Feng raised his hand to block.
His figure was graceful, as if he was handling the situation with ease.
"Chu Feng, get out of my way!"
Suddenly, Jiang Wang swept a whip kick, carrying immense force, kicking Chu Feng in the waist.
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking was chilling.
Bang!
Chu Feng flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
