Chapter 108 - 16: Dragon and Tiger!

Chapter 108: Chapter 16: Dragon and Tiger!

After Feng Yin and the Supervisor of the Army exchanged introductions, the arena fell silent as both sides focused on their confrontation.

In truth, it shouldn’t have been this quiet. After all, this was the home ground of the Gangrou Sect’s Sword Hall. With someone challenging their dojo, it would only be reasonable for the students to cheer for Feng Yin.

The problem was that the nearly one hundred students had just witnessed how the Supervisor of the Army dominantly beat down several Fierce Level Direct Disciples who could usually take on multiple opponents at once. With truly just a single strike, the receiver would collapse on the spot. If the smashing continued for another two exchanges, their swords would either be knocked away, or their forearms would become so sore and swollen, and the webbing between their thumbs and index fingers in such agonizing pain, that it would be impossible to continue fighting.

He was simply a humanoid ferocious beast.

This completely shattered the students’ morale. How could they possibly have any confidence left to cheer for Feng Yin? They were all wondering how many exchanges he could last.

"My hands are heavy, and my Martial Arts are unrefined, so it’s hard for me to control my strength freely. If you feel you can’t hold on, surrender as soon as possible..." The Supervisor of the Army turned sideways into a horse stance. He slowly raised the Tiger Mace in his right hand above his head, striking a majestic and overbearing posture. In an honest and simple tone, he spoke words that seemed extremely arrogant.

He had already said the exact same words to several opponents just now.

Feng Yin nodded. Seeing his opponent’s upper stance, he adjusted his own Middle Rank stance into the Forehead Level Stance. "What are the rules?"

Outside the arena, Bai Canglan chuckled. "The old rules. Being knocked down until you can’t stand up, or surrendering, counts as a loss."

"Alright." Feng Yin said no more.

Beside them, Ding Qi took a step forward, his face brimming with interest. "Hey, I’ll be the guest referee. You guys just go ahead and start."

The Supervisor of the Army reminded him in a muffled, booming voice, "Pardon my offense!"

Then, with an explosive shout, he bent his knees and leaped low toward Feng Yin. The raised Tiger Mace smashed down fiercely! His momentum was like a celestial general striking down a demon.

Feng Yin saw the opponent’s movements clearly. His face beneath the Helmet was calm as he met the attack upward with the Forehead Level Stance.

The sword and the Mace suddenly clashed.

CLANG!

An astonishing metallic ring exploded, and colossal forces poured into each other.

What a heavy strike!

In the instant of their clash, Feng Yin felt the Supervisor of the Army’s terrifying massive strength, which perfectly matched his sheer size. Even between Fierce Upper and Fierce Upper, there was a gap in strength!

The so-called "strength of several men" had never been a fixed value. Instead, it was a Fluctuation value corresponding to body size and muscle weight. Feng Yin’s strength of Four men corresponded to the strength of Four standard ordinary men at his height and weight. Meanwhile, the Supervisor of the Army’s strength of Four men was benchmarked against Four men with his "little giant" physique!

Feng Yin could feel that his opponent’s strength was at least twenty percent higher than his own!

Fortunately, just as Bai Canglan had said, the Supervisor of the Army’s seemingly terrifying Tiger Mace didn’t actually differ much in weight from the Dragon and Snake Sword in his hand. Therefore, the seemingly heavy and forceful attack actually stemmed primarily from the Supervisor of the Army’s own strength. Otherwise, if it were a true Heavy Mace, the Kinetic Energy it carried would definitely be far more than this!

While these thoughts flashed through his mind, Feng Yin’s hands were not slow. He directly tilted his sword to deflect the force, simultaneously reversing his blade to launch a High Rank horizontal slash. The Dragon and Snake Sword slashed rapidly toward the Supervisor of the Army’s Helmet.

In the next instant, the Supervisor of the Army had already raised his Mace to Block vertically, halting the Dragon and Snake Sword right before it could strike a vital spot.

In a split second, the two were locked in close-quarters combat!

The students of the Gangrou Sword Hall were stunned to find that the Supervisor of the Army—whom no one had been able to last three exchanges against earlier—was now locked in a fierce, deadlocked battle with Feng Yin!

He held his ground!

Not only did Feng Yin Block the Supervisor of the Army’s colossal strength, but he even managed to counterattack using swift and light techniques. The situation actually made it seem as though Feng Yin held the upper hand. They immediately grew excited, letting out sporadic cheers of encouragement.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG—

The metallic symphony of the Mace and sword colliding rang out incessantly. Feng Yin pressed forward step by step. His swift sword slashes were like a gale, his Speed noticeably half a beat faster than the Supervisor of the Army’s movements.

This half a beat was enough to form a complete suppression.

This was the greatest improvement Feng Yin had gained from his high-frequency sparring sessions with Nie Fei over the past few days. Nie Fei’s Absolute Blade took the path of extreme Speed and extreme ruthlessness. Therefore, through daily sparring with her, Feng Yin had cultivated his own rhythm of attack and defense.

If he wasn’t fast enough, he would be slashed!

Feng Yin was like a Seed. In every battle since arriving in this world, he had absorbed a massive amount of nutrients. Now, he had broken through the soil and grown into a sapling with boundless potential. Under these rapid sword strikes, the Supervisor of the Army retreated step by step, like a massive boulder being pushed by a fierce gale.

Outside the arena, Bai Canglan raised her eyebrows slightly. "Heh, this Feng Yin really has some skill. How long has he been practicing the sword?"

Beside her, Xiao Yu giggled. "Junior Martial Uncle Bai, I’m afraid I’d scare you if I told you."

Bai Canglan smirked. "Something that can scare me, Bai Canglan, hasn’t appeared yet..."

Xiao Yu beamed. "Less than a month."

Bai Canglan stared blankly. "?"

"No way." The pupils of her tiger-like eyes shrank to pinpricks. "What kind of joke are you playing?"

Seeing Bai Canglan’s reaction, the corners of Xiao Yu’s mouth curled into a smug, sneaky smile. She thought, "Haha, I knew it would be like this."

Xiao Yu took the opportunity to plead, "So, Junior Martial Uncle Bai, please don’t make things difficult for Feng Yin anymore, okay?"

Bai Canglan furrowed her brow slightly. Suddenly looking into the arena, she shouted, "Po Jun, you’re about to lose! What are you still holding back for?!"

At this time, inside the arena, the Supervisor of the Army’s strength advantage was being whittled away under the suppression of Feng Yin’s fast sword. He could only awkwardly and desperately Block Feng Yin’s continuous attacks. As a result, he fell into an even greater disadvantage.

However, upon hearing Bai Canglan’s scolding, the heavily struggling man suddenly erupted with a tiger-like roar.

ROAR!

Immediately after came a furious, horizontal sweep that completely disregarded defense or victory.

Feng Yin’s offensive, which had been prepared to execute an upward slash to suppress his opponent, changed into a Block in the face of this sudden counterattack. At the same time, his entire body drifted backward like a falling leaf.

Relying on this desperate strike to reverse his decline, the Supervisor of the Army didn’t press forward to counterattack. Instead, he spread his arms, and his entire physique suddenly expanded by a size. His spine sharply arched up!

White Tiger Seven Kills—Soaring Sun Over Heaven!

At this moment, the Supervisor of the Army’s entire spinal column moved in unison, stimulating all the muscles in his back to bulge and knot together. If one were to remove his Armor and strip off his clothes to look, they would find that the muscles on his back contorted and piled up, forming a distribution that resembled a tiger’s face!

A tiger’s back!

Driven by these extremely bulging back muscles, his already astonishing strength surged once again! It was impressively a State Type Fixed Form that provided an Enhancement to strength.

"Pardon my offense!"

The Supervisor of the Army’s explosive shout contained a low rumble like a tiger’s roar.

At the same time, Feng Yin had already perceived the Supervisor of the Army’s intentions. In the brief time he spent retreating and drifting to the ground, he had already synchronized his breathing with his mental imagery. The moment he landed, the Evil Flood Dragon in his heart simultaneously took on a dragon’s form.

Dragon Transformation!

Beneath their respective Armor, both of their bodies exhibited miraculous phenomena. However, the outsiders could only see the White Armor giant growing even larger in size. And the Black Armor Swordsman, whose heart roared like rapid drumbeats.

The two sides faced off for merely a second before explosively kicking off the ground and dashing toward each other!

The Supervisor of the Army leaped forward once again. Wielding his Tiger Mace with a furious, explosive burst of power, he unleashed a savage horizontal sweep at Feng Yin!

White Tiger Seven Kills—Kuiling Tail Twisting!

Feng Yin didn’t hold back either. Kicking off the ground and twisting his waist, he gripped the Dragon and Snake Sword tightly with both hands and slashed outward.

Cyan Dragon Secret Sword—Azure Dragon Shocking Horn!

CLANG!

The Mace and sword clashed violently, emitting a thunderous roar that terrified the hundred people present.

Unlike the "shock upon contact" of Feng Yin’s Secret Sword Form, the Supervisor of the Army’s White Tiger Fixed Form delivered a tsunami-like, one-time explosive force. Coupled with the Supervisor of the Army’s Innate Divine Power and the heavily enhanced back muscles under the "Soaring Sun" state, the power of this Fixed Form was utterly terrifying.

With just one touch, Feng Yin was sent flying like a baseball hit by a home run swing.

But the very instant he landed... his vision suddenly darkened!

The Supervisor of the Army’s massive figure had already closed in, blocking out a portion of the arena’s Light.

White Tiger Seven Kills—Bi Yue’s Crash!

He raised both hands high, the muscles in his shoulders bulging prominently, and smashed down ruthlessly as if holding a Heavy Mace in each hand!

Facing this seemingly desperate situation, Feng Yin’s heart remained perfectly calm. In a flash, he raised his sword to Block.

Watching Feng Yin’s response from outside the arena, Bai Canglan’s thoughts raced. "Fool!" she thought.

The Supervisor of the Army had Innate Divine Power, and with the Enhancement of the White Tiger Seven Kills Secret Technique, the might of this strike was comparable to the Instant Level. Moreover, it was a high-to-low strike. Even if Feng Yin was a monstrous genius, how could he possibly withstand it?

At this time, the heavily cleaving Tiger Mace had already touched the Dragon and Snake Sword.

In that split second, the gazes of Ding Qi and Bai Canglan—the strongest people present—trembled.

They saw Feng Yin’s Dragon and Snake Sword tilt slightly with perfect fluidity. At the exact moment the Supervisor of the Army exerted his force, Feng Yin flawlessly Skewed the colliding Tiger Mace aside!

A massive shock ran through the Supervisor of the Army’s heart!

Meanwhile, Feng Yin had already reversed the edge of his blade. He shifted his footwork and darted forward. In the instant he crossed paths with the Supervisor of the Army, whose attack had been Skewed—

The Dragon and Snake Sword swept smoothly across his throat Armor!

SWISH!

It all happened in a flash. Everything transpired within half a second. By the time it ended, the two of them had already swapped positions.

Feng Yin slowly sheathed his sword. Behind him came the Supervisor of the Army’s muffled voice:

"I lost..."