Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World

Shen Qiang turned around, waving his sword around. He could not sense his opponent. That was a first for him.

He was flustered. Not knowing where the attack could come from, he was flustered for the first time in the current century.

“You forced me to do this.” He said with a low tone as his eyes suddenly lit up. His hair started levitating, blowing up, standing like he was in a super saiyan mode.

His great sword also shone, and Shen Qiang waved it around him slowly, completing a full circle.

A yellow halo of sorts appeared around him, created by the simple wave of the sword, and it stayed. It didn’t move like a normal sword light would. It just stayed in place, creating a sort of a barrier.

Liu Feng stopped moving, and stood right outside this barrier that was created.

Shen Qiang and the general manifestation behind both looked at Liu Feng, both of them having the same shining eyes, and both of them having a look on their faces that gave Liu Feng chills.

It wasn’t anger, it wasn’t rage, but rather a smile. A wide smile that gave Liu Feng a shiver.

“Found you.” Shen Qiang said as he slashed his great sword toward Liu Feng.

The circle of light started moving toward Liu Feng slowly, but what was faster was the yellow sword light that dashed toward Liu Feng from the slash of the great sword.

Liu Feng disappeared once more, and the slash just passed right through his afterimage.

He was gone once more, and into the wind. Shen Qiang grit his teeth and was about to move his sword, when he heard a frigid voice behind him.

The voice was normal but he felt cold for some reason. And that was when he looked down to see that his feet were frozen for some reason. Unbeknownst to him, Liu Feng had used the Dao of Ice to tie Shen Qiang in position.

“You lost, Sect master.”

Shen Qiang could feel a sharp point at his nape, and a little further and it could potentially even kill him. This would be a fatal attack if Liu Feng didn’t stop any sooner.

“Hahahahaha!”

Shen Qiang burst into laughter as Liu Feng took back his spear.

“In the decades that I have lived, to think that I would actually loose to someone so young, and someone who has a cultivation lower than mine!” He cackled.

“This must be god’s reckoning. The younger generation is really here to take over the world. To think that I have to give way already.” He shook his head as both Liu Feng and Shen Qiang started descending down back to the ground.

Once their feet touched the ground, Cai Guo appeared behind Liu Feng while Shen An appeared behind Shen Qiang.

“To think that you would lose against a child. Have you no shame for yourself? You have thrown away the pride of the True Martial Sect. And in front of all the disciples no less.” She chided.

And she was right. A few meters away, dozens of disciples that were watching the fight all had wide open mouths.

Never in their lifetime did they think that they would witness a fight that their sect master would lose, and lose so convincingly. It all happened so quick in cultivator terms. And not a single injury on either side.

The battle was not a long one. That only meant that one side was clearly stronger than the other, and that it wasn’t close.

And which disciple could accept the fact that someone who was even younger than them could defeat their sect master? Their eyes were filled with a sense of despair as they looked at the unsurmountable mountain that was Liu Feng.

If the younger generation that they were a part of had a monster like this, then who else could stand out? This world was going to be his and his alone.

“The fight is over. I have done what you requested and fought with you. Can we talk about the important stuff now?” Liu Feng said.

“And this hurts me even more. You defeated this old man and you don’t even rejoice, like it is the most normal thing that could happen. I don’t know what is worse, the fact that you don’t value the victory that you achieved, or the fact that you care about something so silly as a throne more than the joy of fighting.” Shen Qiang shook his head and sighed.

“Not everyone is like you madmen, fighting all the time!” Liu Feng wanted to say, and it took all of his power to keep it bottled in.

“Young Noble is right. We need to meet up with the seventh prince and talk about the details and what he wants in exchange for the support of the true martial sect.” Cai Guo asked.

“Well, that will not be necessary,” Shen Qiang shook his head.

“The seventh prince will not be supporting you in the war that is coming ahead.” he said.

“I knew it. I knew that you were here to waste the Young Noble’s time. I knew that this was a stupid tactic that would waste as much time of the Young Noble’s as you could. And now, the crown prince is one step ahead.” Cai Guo was furious, but Liu Feng held his hand up to stop him from saying anything else.

“You said that the seventh prince will not be supporting me. What about the crown prince. Will he be supporting the crown prince?”Liu Feng asked.

“You are a sharp one. The seventh prince has decided that he will completely remove himself from the equation. He and his imperial advisor are not going to participate in the war.” Shen An said.

“But that leaves you. Who are you willing to support?” Liu Feng said.

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