55 Sword Inten (2/2)

As Feng Chunhua had expected, the entire training center was enveloped in a sudden bright light. The formations were roaring to life. Looking through the blinding white light, her heart was thunderous, ”Son… daughter, Mom has missed you two so much.”

It was nearing midnight. From the dark night, her children should arrive sometime during this test of strength. Feeling her eyes water, Feng Chunhua rubbed them with a beautiful smile, ”Son, you've kept your sister safe this entire time, something I should have been doing instead. Mom is so proud and angry with herself for being useless.”

Feng Chunhua's soft, maternal voice was choking up. In the next instant, her fading words had left the training center as she disappeared to the location of the competition.

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In a massive stadium crafted out of an unknown ocean-blue gem, there were cultivators that numbered to the tens of thousands. These cultivators had varying appearances, but all of them had one thing in common: talent. Lots of it.

The mound of night clouds seemed to spring to life from their overflowing collective aura. In the vast firmament, the large beast birds were gliding around while singing a pleasant melody. Appearing in the location of a formation, there was a group of ten.

These cultivators would have arrived from countless different islands. Even after experiencing numerous of these teleportation formations, the ten were still astounded from the glory of it all. Stretching her arms, Feng Chunhua grinned, ”Let's do this.”

Within the massive stadium, there were innumerable arenas that stood tall. The cultivators scanned around with excitement. Hunting for their next opponent, everyone was curious to see how much everyone had changed. In this competition, one was required to challenge at least one person to strive to achieve a better overall ranking. Furthermore, there was a team battle at the end too.

While the thousands of cultivators were looking at each other with curiosity, a white-robed handsome teenager utilized his Qi to augment his pure voice to reverberate across the entire stadium.

Standing atop a large colorful arena, the white-robed handsome teenager grinned while using his flamboyant voice to shout, ”I, this handsome lord, challenges Feng Chunhua to an official ranking battle!”

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As the top ranker within the new recruits, Feng Chunhua's name was famous. In a flash, everyone turned their attention to the smiling black-haired woman who was calm while facing the challenge.

”Accept.” Since one battle was necessary, Feng Chunhua did not think much before accepting. This white-robed handsome teenager was another top prospect within the new recruits, and he had also reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Departing from her battalion, she heard the vibrant cheers from her allies. Soon, Feng Chunhua disappeared from her position as the automated formations sent her to the arena of the teenager.

Emerging on the arena, Feng Chunhua made eye contact with the handsome teenager. For the spectators, there seemed to be electrifying competitive sparks that shot between the two. But, in reality, it was a one-sided reaction.

The two were excited for different reasons. Feng Chunhua was exhilarated because she would be seeing her children soon. Whereas the white-robed teenager wanted to prove his strength.

It had been far too long, and she wanted to hug them so much. With a gentle voice, she would tell them that everything would be fine from now on. Feng Chunhua's figure was trembling.

When the white-robed teenager saw this, he smirked, ”Scared? You should be, Feng Chunhua. I've improved a lot since our last bout!”

While the white-robed teenager was roaring with eagerness, the battle began. Charging at the top-ranked talent, he wanted to demonstrate to everyone that he was the true talent to watch!

The white-robed teenager flung the sharp, refined daggers that were attached to his waist. Unveiling his silver sword, he prepared himself to make contact with the genius Feng Chunhua.

To the spectators, the white-robed teenager was brimming with strength. Spiritual Qi could be found everywhere in his muscles and bones; thus, he emitted a powerful aura.

To everyone's surprise, Feng Chunhua did not move. With a relaxed smile, she allowed the sword to near her, and her sword was still in its sheath.

”This arrogance will be your death, Feng Chunhua!” Not stopping, the white-robed teenager's voice boomed. If the situation became too dangerous, the formations would halt them.

Just when the onlookers were prepared for a gruesome sight, the white-robed teenager's silver sword stopped mid-air. Unable to deliver the finishing blow, his handsome face paled.

In the stadium, it became as silent as a graveyard. With each breath, the crowd all stood up to clap and shout, ”It's sword intent! Feng Chunhua has comprehended sword intent!”