Can hit someone accurately in the middle of their move

“Dancing Wind: Agility Technique.”

Hou Qing vanished in a flash. Dancing Wind: Agility Technique. He had mastered his agility technique to perfection. His moves were so quick it was as if he was dancing on the wind.

“Fellow disciple Hou Qing is amongst the ten best ordinary disciples. His agility techniques are outstanding for someone within the ordinary disciples. How could Lin Feng compete with him?”

“That guy can still stand and look that calm. He’s looking for death, this fight is already over.”

The crowd was looking at Hou Qing who was as quick as the wind. The crowd was loud. Hou Qing was one of the best ordinary disciples. When he was using his agility techniques, even those who were higher in rankings than him, were not able to match his speed.

When Mo Xie saw Hou Qing’s agility technique, he smiled a confident smile. It seemed like Hou Qing’s strength had increased again. He hoped Hou Qing would be able to be one of the five best Ordinary disciples of the Sect by the beginning of the following year so that Mo Xie as his teacher would also gain in reputation.

Whether Hou Qing could defeat Lin Feng or not, Mo Xie had never considered that as a plausible question. Lin Feng was merely at the eighth Qi layer. He estimated that Lin Feng would only be able to make three moves before Hou Qing took his arm, without Lin Feng being able to see his movements.

Amongst the people who were present, sadly it seemed like there was only Lin Feng who believed that he would win, everyone else was prepared to see Lin Feng’s blood. He was holding his sword out with only one hand and he stood motionless like a mountain. Hou Qing was incredibly quick and did not stop dancing from side to side around Lin Feng.

At that moment, a strong whistling wind appeared and Lin Feng’s robes were like a flag in the wind. His long hair was flying in all directions, yet he still remained unmoving. Suddenly, Hou Qing’s silhouette vanished again.

“It’s the end. Fellow disciple Hou Qing’s agility techniques are just too exceptional for even elite disciples.”

The battle hadn’t even really started that the crowd was already coming to conclusions.

Everybody could only see that Lin Feng had closed his eyes. He was feeling calm and his robes were still being blown by the wind created from Hou Qing dancing around him. His breathing was steady and his heart was calm. Suddenly, he stopped breathing and only concentrated all of his senses on the current location of his opponent.

Lin Feng’s sword suddenly moved. His sword was dancing on the wind as if copying Hou Qing’s skill. He looked graceful and agile with only calmness on his face.

“AAAHHH” a loud scream was heard coming from above Lin Feng’s head. Suddenly an oppressive energy filled the atmosphere and shocked many of the onlookers.

“Too Weak”

Lin Feng only said these two words. His sword was still shining and spotless. Right after that, the entire crowd saw blood splash in all directions.

The whole crowd was gasping in shock. What they were looking at was inconceivable.

Hou Qing had been unable even retaliate against Lin Feng. He had lost. It had been an easy win for Lin Feng, he had cut off one of Hou Qing’s arms in a single strike during Hou Qing’s agility technique.

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