Chapter 111: Will You Death Battle To the Death, Though? (2/2)

“Hmph! I was waiting for you!” said Holy Leng Mian furiously. He flashed towards Mo Da, his Qi whistling. It was already dark outside, but at that moment it became even darker. Two sorts of Qi started colliding.

Mo Da shouted furiously. He raised his left hand, now holding a long spear, and charged at Holy Leng Mian. Many disciples of the Gods Sect cheered and looked happy when they saw him fight. They were touched, Mo Da wanted to fight for their honor and their integrity. They had even more esteem for him and hoped he’d win.

Thinking about that, Mo Da released even more Qi. Holy Leng Mian didn’t hesitate either, an ice axe appearing in his left hand. He raised the axe, a deadly Qi rolled in waves around it. It looked quite intimidating.

“You’re Holy Fourth, right? Let me tell you something, no matter how much Qi you release, you won’t be able to defeat me!” said Holy Leng Mian. He raised ice axe and threw it out. It was extremely sharp and also diffused a sharp ice energy. The space around it was piercingly cold. It felt as if it could freeze anyone around it.

Holy Leng Mian had the strength of the Low-Level Holy Emperor layer and Mo Da was already a High-Level Holy Emperor. There was a big difference between them, but during the battle, some people gradually realized it was just an illusion.

Holy Leng Mian’s axe contained an incredible amount of strength, and it instantly destroyed Mo Da’s spear. When Mo Da saw that, his expression changed drastically. He retreated quickly, realizing that Holy Leng Mian’s weapon was surprisingly a godly imperial weapon. But it was too late, Mo Da had already lost.

Holy Mo Da had lost quickly. Of course, with weapons, battles could be decisive.

But Mo Da had lost in terms of strength. Many members of the Gods Sect looked nervous. He had lost, which meant the four holy cultivators of the Supranatural Region’s Holy Shrine had lost.

“Haha! Sage Tian Gang, you don‘t even give your holy cultivators good weapons?! Haha! No wonder they lose!”

“In the Spiritual Region’s Holy Shrine, we give our holy cultivators a godly imperial weapon each. You are so lame,” said Sage Jin, humiliating the Holy Shrine now after ridiculing Lin Feng and Mo Da.

Fan Tian Gang looked grim, and clenched his fists. He hadn’t thought something like this would happen today.

Fan Tian Gang was already in a dead end, they had reached a point of no return because the Spiritual Region’s Holy Shrine had already managed to humiliate them. They had to regain their reputation. If anyone managed to win a battle against them, the Holy Shrine would regain face and the winner would benefit from the situation.

Everybody looked at Lin Feng.

“Teacher, please fight for us. Help us regain our reputation,” said Fu Chen, cupping his fist and kneeling down before Lin Feng.

“Lin Feng, go and fight! Make our Shrine become dazzling again!” shouted Huo Wu, shaking her fists.

Lin Feng looked at his disciple and Huo Wu, as well as at many people who were staring at him. He smiled in a strange way.

Holy Leng Mian’s smile infuriated Holy Leng Mian.

“Come and fight if you dare!” shouted Holy Leng Mian, pointing his finger at Lin Feng tauntingly.

Holy Leng Mian was furious, his words were like sharp swords. They felt like needles piercing through the heart. Everyone stared at Lin Feng, but they all remained silent.

Nobody was disappointed this time.

“Alright, let’s battle to the death then, will you dare…?”