Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1591 - 1628: Victory

Ding Fan was equally surprised by some of the middle-aged examiner’s techniques, especially his method of vanishing into thin air, which was indeed impressive. Even if Ding Fan used the Mortal Fist movement technique, he couldn’t reach such a bizarre level. A cultivator at the mid-Spirit Severing stage shouldn’t be underestimated.

A sense of vigilance also arose in Ding Fan’s heart. The opponent wasn’t as easy to deal with as Ding Fan had imagined. However, the more it was like this, the more excited Ding Fan became. This was a great opportunity to test himself, and as for the current selection competition, Ding Fan remained confident.

Even if he couldn’t defeat the opponent, he wouldn’t be defeated by him either.

Because it was a competition, Ding Fan couldn’t use the Frost Toad. At present, the Frost Toad had grown to a significant extent. Not to mention dealing with an opponent at the mid-Spirit Severing stage, Ding Fan was also confident enough to handle a cultivator at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.

The title of Ancient Divine Beast wasn’t earned for nothing.

At this moment, Ding Fan’s flying sword continuously slashed at the opponent, repeatedly performing the second move of the Wind-like Sword Technique. Ding Fan was executing it much more smoothly now, with his flying sword attacking the opponent almost overwhelmingly. In no time, he had forced the opponent into a position with no way out.

Just like how it appeared now, the area around the middle-aged examiner was filled with Ding Fan’s sword beams. No matter how the middle-aged man’s longsword slashed towards the opponent, he could never completely cut through the opponent’s sword beams, ultimately forcing him to continuously retreat until there was nowhere left to go.

The middle-aged man was shocked inwardly, not expecting the opponent’s swordsmanship to be so strange, forcing him into a position with no opportunity to utilize his own swordsmanship. It was clear that the opponent’s swordsmanship was superior to his own. The middle-aged examiner’s expression grew increasingly grave, and he no longer underestimated this initially unimposing but now evidently strong opponent!

What shocked the middle-aged man the most was that the opponent’s swordsmanship hadn’t been so powerful initially. It seemed to become stronger and more practiced as it went on. Could it be that the opponent was using him to practice swordsmanship? The middle-aged examiner was suddenly struck by this astonishing question.

Soon, the middle-aged man was driven to dire straits by Ding Fan. He wanted to counterattack, but the opponent’s sword beams were too formidable and too close, leaving no room for him to strike back. The middle-aged examiner’s mouth moved slightly, and he vanished in an instant.

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The disciples watching Ding Fan and the middle-aged man’s fight were filled with apprehension while being utterly amazed by Ding Fan. They couldn’t believe Ding Fan had forced the middle-aged man to such an extent. It was simply incredible! However, the middle-aged examiner’s display left the disciples with a sense of envy and shock.

To be able to disappear on the spot, this kind of martial art was truly heaven-defying!

Seeing the middle-aged examiner vanish, the disciples finally breathed a small sigh of relief. Indeed, a cultivator in the Spirit Severing stage wasn’t easily defeated, possessing naturally impressive techniques.

At this moment, Lu Ferng was dumbfounded by the battle between Ding Fan and the middle-aged examiner. Clearly, he hadn’t expected Ding Fan to be so formidable. He now clearly saw the vast gap between himself and his opponent, a chasm that seemed insurmountable!

Leng Jian’s eyes remained piercing, and he secretly hoped that the middle-aged examiner could kill the other party, which would be the best outcome. However, he quickly dismissed this notion, realizing that only by personally slaying the opponent would he feel truly avenged.

But could he really kill the opponent? This question persistently lingered in Leng Jian’s gloomy mind.

Long Ren was slightly excited by the scene before him, as it was rare for him to witness his elder brother wielding such power. Although he knew this wasn’t Ding Fan’s full strength, his brother was still incredibly strong.

Daozi was a mid-Spirit Severing stage cultivator, a top-tier existence in the Cultivation World.

There were few who could match him, yet here he was, forced to repeatedly use the Transcendent Strike to flee! Long Ren felt a sense of helplessness towards Daozi. He had taught him the Transcendent Strike, but now it was being used as a mere escape mechanism, which was truly a waste!

Ultimately, Long Ren sighed helplessly. This couldn’t entirely be blamed on Daozi; it should be said that his brother’s strength was just too overwhelming.

If it were him sparring with his brother, trying to win wouldn’t be easy either...

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At this moment, Ding Fan noticed the middle-aged examiner disappear instantaneously. Without hesitation, he swiftly positioned his sword behind him. As expected, the sound of clashing swords soon followed.

Ding!

Ding Fan staggered back a few steps from the force of the opponent’s sword strike. Once he’d steadied himself, the middle-aged examiner had already seized this opportunity. His sword was charged and ready, cutting towards Ding Fan with longsword after longsword. The middle-aged examiner’s swordsmanship had changed from before.

Previously, the middle-aged Daozi’s technique resembled a sword wall as it approached Ding Fan. However, at this moment, each seemingly real or fake longsword followed no apparent pattern except one: to annihilate Ding Fan, to utterly defeat him. Consequently, countless longswords attacked Ding Fan from all directions!

Swish swish swish...

Flying swords shot across the sky like fireworks, but instead of soaring upwards, they were aimed at the ground, at Ding Fan. These swords weren’t just sharp, they were also incredibly fast, their slicing sound relentless, creating an awe-inspiring momentum.

As the disciples watched the swords flying towards Ding Fan, their bodies instinctively tensed. They knew that if they were in Ding Fan’s place, they would have been pierced by the Spirit Severing Examiner’s longsword and reduced to tatters.

But Ding Fan, neither hurried nor slowed, calmly raised his flying sword, swinging it around him. Instantly, the longswords flying at him were severed by his sword, falling to the ground and disappearing in a flash, as they were only illusions of swords created by the middle-aged examiner.

However, if these endless illusionary swords had struck Ding Fan instead of being cut down, they would have had the same effect as real longswords, if not more severe!

Clang clang clang...

With just a few swings, countless longswords were cut down by Ding Fan. Before they even touched the ground, they were already gone. But just as Ding Fan was continuously warding off swords with his flying sword, the middle-aged examiner suddenly dashed to Ding Fan’s side, picking up a sword that hadn’t disappeared, and struck at Ding Fan fiercely.

The middle-aged examiner’s longsword suddenly emitted a massive sword beam, aiming straight for Ding Fan!

Seeing this attack, Ding Fan hesitated for a moment, then executed the Mortal Fist movement technique. Although he couldn’t vanish instantly like the middle-aged examiner, it was enough for him to evade the attack smoothly, as his flying sword abruptly disappeared.

The middle-aged examiner was momentarily taken aback by this scene, realizing Ding Fan’s movement technique was impressive and mysterious, especially since Ding Fan’s flying sword vanished again.

When Ding Fan reappeared beside the middle-aged examiner, just as the examiner was about to strike him with a palm, he suddenly felt a chill at his neck. Looking down, he found Ding Fan’s flying sword resting on his shoulder.

The middle-aged examiner sighed helplessly and then admitted:

"I lost, you scored ten points."

"Thank you, you did well too. What’s the name of your movement technique?"

Ding Fan smiled calmly and asked the middle-aged examiner, intrigued by his instantaneous movement ability. If Ding Fan hadn’t acted faster, it would’ve been hard to predict the outcome, especially if the examiner had utilized the full potential of his movement technique. Winning against him would’ve been quite challenging.

"It’s called Transcendent Strike, passed down by the Lake Master. You might want to ask the Lake Master; I’m sure he’ll tell you."

The middle-aged examiner cupped his hands towards Ding Fan in respect, acknowledging him. Ding Fan had already withdrawn his flying sword, and they exchanged salutes, showing mutual gratitude. After this selection competition, it seemed the examiner had much to discuss with Long Ren.

The disciples were stunned by Ding Fan’s victory. They were clearly shocked that he had defeated a mid-Spirit Severing examiner. It seemed almost unbelievable for many, considering the examiner was a mid-Spirit Severing cultivator, and Ding Fan was only at the Emergence Stage!

No one would believe it! But there it was, playing out right before their eyes. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Lu Ferng, among the disciples, was equally moved by Ding Fan’s performance. He, being regarded as the top young talent among the thirty-six caves, still felt miles apart from Ding Fan. Especially knowing that the Lake Master’s elder brother, Ding Fan, was just a young man after all.

Yet, his strength was fathomless, and the Lake Master himself, also young, was even more unfathomable. Clearly, Lu Ferng realized he had a vast gap to close compared to them, one that might never close in his lifetime.

But Lu Ferng found solace in that he would soon enter the Xuantian Secret Realm. If he could seize significant opportunities there, the gap between him and the Lake Master or Ding Fan might narrow. Thus, he cherished the upcoming opportunity to enter the Xuantian Secret Realm.

Leng Jian watched Ding Fan’s feat, feeling as if a heavy stone pressed on his chest, making each breath a struggle. He could never have imagined Ding Fan would win and earn such high marks; it was simply unbelievable!

Resolutely, Leng Jian closed his eyes, unwilling to witness any more of this scene...

Long Ren by now had already stood up from his chair, unsurprised that his elder brother had won. His expectations of his elder brother’s ability proved correct, defeating a mid-Spirit Severing cultivator was no small feat. Compared to a mid-Tribulation stage cultivator, maybe, but then Long Ren quickly dismissed that thought; his brother’s prowess couldn’t be casually evaluated, lest he deliver yet another unexpected surprise or shock.

The many sect masters of the thirty-six caves were left speechless, unable to fathom that elder brother Ding Fan had truly defeated the Daozi, a mid-Spirit Severing cultivator. This Daozi ranked high even among the elders of the thirty-six caves, and yet he had been bested; it was just too incredible!