Warrior’s Promise

All the disciples of the Palmy Branch were itching to get their hands on the Golden Phoenix Green Elixir.

Yet, no one dared to go up there, because they knew what Feng Yifei was capable of.

Spiritual-Leaf Star was right next to Palmy Star. As Chief Elder Zheng Lou’s best disciple, his talents were far greater than the average person’s.

“Feng Yifei, let’s see what you can do!” A bald young man strode out in an imposing manner from behind one of the Elders.

Wearing a blue robe, this muscular man was nine feet tall, looking as though he was a different kind of human. His height seemed strongly oppressive to some.

“I know you, Cao Long!” Feng Yifei grinned as he looked him in the eye condescendingly.

He knew the members of the Palmy Branch quite well. At this stage, no one was his opponent.

Priest Tian Hua and Reverend Jin Wu examined the man and nodded to themselves. At Eighth Grade, Low Rank, he was one of the top students of the Palmy Branch, qualified to battle Feng Yifei.

“Begin!”

Cao Long came to stand a thousand feet in front of Feng Yifei. His hand flashed and he pulled out a giant, foot-long, shiny sword.

“Cao Long, I hear your blade can slay anything. No one with the same Order can block your Seven Blades. I’d like to see if your weapon really fits the bill,” Feng Yifei sneered, not making a move yet.

He was confident. This time he had to to unlock a great achievement and gain a large Dawn Stone Mine for Spiritual-Leaf Star.

By which time his name in Spiritual-Leaf Star would rise sharply and he would receive immeasurable rewards.

“Take this!”

Cao Long was not up for nonsense as he raised the large War Saber.

Suddenly, the scene changed. There seemed to be countless sharp blades in the void as the air was cut into countless traces.

This is a Rule!

A very strong Rule of the Blade, similar to the Metal Rule!

But here was the space where the power of the array evolved. The strength of the space was the predecessor of the outside world and would not be broken.

“Open!” he roared and, with the blade in hand, he slashed once. Suddenly, a golden sword a thousand feet in length came at Feng Yifei.

This knife was extremely overbearing, with powerful strength and an extraordinarily sharp edge.

Many elders in the Palmy Branch approved of Cao Long’s power. Even Priest Tian Hua and Reverend Jin Wu were impressed.

“Not bad!” Su Mo commended him too. The man’s training was at Eighth Grade, Low Rank, but the move might as well have been Ninth Grade, Low Rank or even two tiers stronger.

His combat power was much stronger than that of the wielder of the Ice Rule, whom Su Mo had killed previously.

On the other hand, Feng Yifei’s teacher, Elder Zheng Lou, merely grinned as he looked on casually.

Feng Yifei did not panic at all.

The powerful blade was heading straight for him. He merely waved his sleeve, and the weapon came to a stop, unable to move an inch forward.

Feng Yifei clapped once, the blade shattered and disappeared into thin air.

“Eh?” Su Mo was surprised. Feng Yifei had also used the power of the Solidification Rule.

This Rule was the same as the one used by the Ninth Grade, High Rank martial artist who was out to get him.

But Feng Yifei’s Rule seemed far less powerful than the one used by Su Mo’s opponent. In fact, it was significantly lower by a large tier.

“He’s this strong?” Cao Long muttered, squinting. It was time to get serious.

The Elders of the Palmy Branch, including Priest Tian Hua and Reverend Jin Wu, paled too. Feng Yifei’s capabilities were not as simple as they had thought.

“Cao Long, give it your all, otherwise there’s no reason for me to get serious with you!” Feng Yifei scorned.

“I have six more blades left!” Cao Long took a deep breath, the Metal-Based Source Power boiling within him. He made another move. The sword in his hand slashed again, the blade crossed the heavens, emitting bright light, full of vitality.

He did not stop this time. He cast all the remaining six knives in one stroke, each more powerful than the last.

This was a bladed technique he hadcreated himself. With only seven strokes, its power got stronger after each one.

Feng Yifei faced Cao Long’s mad attacks casually. His powerful Solidification Rule enveloped the space, as though freezing all of the attacks in ice.

Feng Yifei moved his hands together, flipped his palms, and in between his breaths shattered all the attacks splendidly.

“Cao Long, your Seven Blades are up. They are nothing!” Feng Yifei maintained a poker face, but he was obviously mocking his rival.

At this moment, all the Elders in the Palmy branch showed signs of discomfort. Feng Yifei was obviously stronger than Cao Long.

Cao Long was exhausted. This fight was almost a loss for him.

“It’s not that easy to beat me!” Cao Long roared as he flung his blade madly at Feng Yifei.

However, there was a big gap between the two fighters’ capabilities after all. It was impossible for Cao Long to win.

Feng Yifei stopped defending and went on the offence. The powerful Solidification Rule froze everything, leaving Cao Long’s attack and physical body in a quagmire.

“I wonder who else from the Palmy Branch is willing to challenge me,” Feng Yifei, victorious, said with an imposing manner. He looked calm, but his eyes shone with unparalleled arrogance.

He was confident that no one of the same Order in the Palmy Branch could rival him.

Those from the other branches would not approach him, because they were there on this day to have a match with the Palmy Branch.

The Elders of the Palmy Branch felt pressured in the face of Feng Yifei and his pride. His skills were indeed invincible existence among the same Order, as expected of Chief Elder Zheng Lou’s disciple.

“I wonder if Ling Chang can beat him,” Su Mo speculated. His training was at Ninth Grade, Low Level, so he could not go, but Ling Chang could.

Although he had fused her with Primordial Spirits before, her talents were pretty outstanding to begin with, but he was not sure about her Rule power.

At this level, if one’s Rule power was too weak, it would take absolute advantage in other areas in order to win.

He remembered Ling Chang had memories of her previous life, so her Rule power must be extremely powerful.

Whoosh!

“Feng Yifei, I’ll fight you!”

Another member of the Palmy Branch took the stage. The frail man in blue flashed the power of the three Primordial Spirits once he entered the ring. He was a wielder of the Triplet Primordial Spirits.

“No. You don’t stand a chance!”

Feng Yifei shook his head lightly, then he flipped his palms, unleashing his mighty Solidification Rule, which shrouded the space once more.

This frail young man seemed to be a little stronger than Cao Long, but he could not keep up with Feng Yifei either.

The two battled for five breaths of time. It was apparent who the winner was. Defeated, the young man spat blood and left.

“Next!” Feng Yifei defeated the man and looked around the audience, his presence much more imposing.

He wanted to defeat all the members of the same Order in the Palmy Branch, or fight the Palmy Branch altogether. That way, his name would spread across Palmy Star. He would gain a large Dawn Stone Mine for Spiritual-Leaf Star.

The consecutive defeat of two members did not convince the disciples of the Palmy Branch. Next, three more went up to challenge him but all of them ended in a sweeping defeat.

“Hehe, is there anyone else? If not, I’ll take the large Higher-grade Dawn Stone Mine on behalf of Spiritual-Leaf Star!” Feng Yifei grinned deviously after announcing that.

The members of the Palmy Branch were displeased, but they knew better than to challenge him.

It seemed that Feng Yifei had been holding back. Who knew what his true potential was?

“Aren’t there any decent disciples in the Palmy Branch?”

A handsome-looking young man dressed in silver gown scoffed from behind a Chief Elder from another branch. The comment sounded extremely harsh.

“Zang Renjie, what do you mean by that?” another voice sounded. It was Qiu Yuanshan. He glared icily at the young man in silver.

“I’m saying, there aren’t any decent disciples in the Palmy Branch. Qiu Yuanshan, do you disagree?” the young man in silver jeered some more. He knew who Qiu Yuanshan was, since all the stars of the various branches were not far away from one another.

“Zang Renjie, I hope your tone and your fame match your skills, otherwise I’ll make you fear for your life!” Qiu Yuanshan exclaimed, getting prepared for a fight.

Zang Renjie was at Ninth Grade, Low Rank, which was the same level as himself. He was considered to be the strongest of the Qinghua branch in all of history. Some even claimed his combat power was invincible among those of the same Order in the dozens of branches nearby.

So, Qiu Yuanshan was not pleased.

“Fear for my life?” Zang Renjie was stunned for a moment before a kind smile appeared on his face, and said, “Very well, I do prefer a rival who can take a good beating!”

“That’s enough!” Priest Tian Hua berated. He looked around and asked loudly, “Is there anyone else who’ll challenge Feng Yifei?”

The audience was silent. No one dared to come forward because none of them had the confidence.

Then, many Elders of the Palmy Branch, including Priest Tian Hua, spotted Ling Chang.

Reverend Jin Wu’s newest disciple was also at Eighth Grade, High Rank. They wondered if she was up to it.

To be accepted as a Reverend Jin Wu’s disciple was definitely not easy.

“Xuan Qing, if you can defeat Feng Yifei, I promise a grand reward!” said Reverend Jin Wu. He was also looking forward to Ling Chang’s performance, wanting to see how her combat power was in action.

“Oh!” Ling Chang, wearing a blue velvet dress, nodded calmly.

At first, she did not want to show her skills, because she did not want any of the limelight. She just wanted to train in peace. But today the master had invited her and asked her to take the stage. She could not refuse.

So, she slowly approached Feng Yifei.

“What a beautiful lady!” Feng Yifei’s eyes flashed as he took in Ling Chang from head to toe. The members of the other branches also stared at her..

They had long noticed Ling Chang, the disciple who had been standing behind Reverend Jin Wu.

Ling Chang had yet to take part in the match, so they did not know how strong she was.

“Junior, you’re a beauty to behold, and I know a gem when I see one. I don’t want to hurt you!” Feng Yifei looked at Ling Chang’s graceful figure’s skirt and could not resist a faint smile.

Ling Chang stood a thousand feet in front of him. She looked at the man without speaking, her face void of expression.

“How’s this? If you can block three of my moves, then you win!” Feng Yifei added. He could not bring himself to hurt the stunning beauty before him.

Of course, he would regulate his attack power based on his opponent’s strength. He would make sure he could win within three moves.

“You’re annoying, do you know that? If you can block one move from me, then you win!” Ling Chang spoke.. A cool light flashed in her hand and a sharp, long sword appeared.