"My Beloved Teacher's Wife (Walking with Love)" - Chapter 249: A Battle That Shakes the Heavens

Mu Zhentian stopped about two zhang in front of Ling Feng, a smile appearing on his lips. He suddenly raised his hand in a salute and said softly, "You are Nangong Yu? There are very few experts your age!"
Ling Feng placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, remaining silent and staring intently at this master, who was considered one of the most terrifying and ruthless people in the world.
Mu Zhentian showed no sign of being in a hurry to act, casually brushing the dust off his clothes with his sleeve, and said leisurely, "It is fate that we met here. Even now, you still won't let go of this woman, which shows that you are a very sentimental person. But for this woman, does the young master think that his sacrifice is worthwhile?"
Unexpectedly, Mu Zhentian, a hero of his time, spoke in a sarcastic and mocking tone, which gave Ling Feng goosebumps! Mu Zhentian's tone was full of ridicule, more like a cat catching a mouse, determined to toy with it to its heart's content before finally killing it.
Ling Feng was greatly alarmed. This man's martial arts were unfathomable, but his mental fortitude was terrifying. The fact that he could be alert to his own heartbeat at that distance was truly astonishing. However, Ling Feng remained calm, not because he was certain of victory, but because of the basic composure of a master who had already grasped the essence of swordsmanship. Even if killed by his opponent, Ling Feng could maintain a pure heart, preserving a swordsmanship state of neither fear nor joy.
Ling Feng looked at Mu Zhentian and smiled, "Sect Leader Mu, you've come all this way to this desolate place, just for a woman?"
Mu Zhentian's face immediately showed a hint of anger. He snorted and said, "Do you think I'm that kind of person? This woman is not worth my time. How ridiculous."
Ling Feng burst into laughter, his hearty laughter echoing through the night sky!
Mu Zhentian looked surprised and asked curiously, "What makes you laugh, Your Highness?"
Ling Feng stopped laughing and said, "I was just laughing at you. I never thought someone of your reputation and status could be so hypocritical. Don't you find life tiring?"
"Your Highness, I admire your talent, but that doesn't mean I can let you give it up!"
After Mu Zhentian finished speaking, he suddenly took a step to the side, turned his back, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the night sky, and said with a sigh, "Human nature is inherently evil. There are always many foolish people in the world who believe that human nature is inherently good, and are deeply immersed in this without realizing it, thus suffering harm throughout their lives. Looking at those who have achieved great things in the past, who among them was not ruthless and heartless? With the intelligence and talent of the young master, you still cannot see through this point. I think you are the laughable one! And the fact that the young master cannot escape his calamity tonight is also proof that he has been harmed by the inherent goodness of human nature."
As Mu Zhentian shifted his position, the scorching heat that had been pressing down on Ling Feng vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling aura that enveloped him completely, relentlessly eroding and dissolving Ling Feng's inner energy and will. It was like being suddenly transported from a scorching, arid desert to an icy, snowy landscape; the sudden shift between heat and cold, the momentary sense of emptiness, made Ling Feng's discomfort unbearable. Consequently, he was unable to seize an opportunity to draw his sword and launch a counterattack.
Such a technique was something Ling Feng had never encountered before, nor even conceived of. This showed that Mu Zhentian had already glimpsed the essence of some evil art, achieving an astonishing level of skill capable of turning the tide of battle. However, Ling Feng already knew that tonight's outcome was fraught with peril.
Since his debut, Ling Feng has encountered increasingly powerful opponents, and Mu Zhentian before him is likely at the peak of that level. Could it be that, just as Mu Zhentian said, he's about to lose his life for He Yujie, who is utterly unworthy of his attention?
Wherein lies Mu Zhentian's strength? Truly, the best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting. If Ling Feng remains silent in the face of Mu Zhentian's arrogant words, it would be tantamount to acquiescing to his theory, further weakening his momentum. Moreover, Ling Feng feels that Mu Zhentian is like a vicious cat that has caught a mouse, determined to toy with him to its heart's content.
Ling Feng secretly channeled his profound inner energy to resist Mu Zhentian's terrifying evil arts and techniques, while calmly smiling and saying, "Although Sect Leader Mu's view is not without reason, it is biased. For example, saying that human nature is inherently good is not entirely correct. In my humble opinion, human nature itself is a mixture of good and evil, and whether it is good or evil depends on the development after birth. Does Sect Leader Mu agree?"
Even with Mu Zhentian's intelligence, he couldn't help but frown and ponder Ling Feng's words.
Ling Feng immediately sensed that the chilling evil aura surrounding him from Mu Zhentian had weakened significantly. He was not about to miss such a good opportunity, so he retreated sharply and drew his Southern Heaven Sword from its sheath.
Mu Zhentian burst into laughter and said, "The young master has fallen for the trap!"
"Zheng!..."
Mu Zhentian's precious blade, with its golden hilt, left its ornate scabbard inlaid with luminous pearls, transforming into countless crystalline points of light that rained down on Ling Feng like a storm—a sight both beautiful and terrifying.
Ling Feng realized things were going wrong before he could retreat even half a zhang. His original plan was to take advantage of Mu Zhentian's distraction and weakened momentum to retreat and lure Mu Zhentian into pursuit, then use a sword strike with all his might to forcefully repel him. At that time, he could defend or attack, unlike before when he was in a disadvantageous situation where he was controlled by Mu Zhentian's aura.
Unexpectedly, as he retreated, Mu Zhentian's aura suddenly shifted from weak to strong. The chilling energy seemed to transform into incredibly resilient spider silk, binding him, the prey who had mistakenly fallen into the net, tightly. Although he tried his best to stretch the silk, his body was still trapped inside the web, and he had a terrifying feeling of being pulled back. He had fallen into the trap that Mu Zhentian had carefully set.
Ling Feng had no choice but to advance instead of retreat, using the momentum to accelerate, and like a shooting star, he plunged into Mu Zhentian's sword net that seemed to cover the heavens and the earth.
The Southern Heaven Sword transformed into azure light, emitting a hissing sword cry, and pierced straight into the core of the enemy's sword net. The cold gusts condensed from the precious blade were like a torrent breaking through numerous obstacles and creating a gap, forcing Mu Zhentian's icy energy to roll to both sides.
This sword strike is not only Ling Feng's masterpiece, but also represents his wholehearted dedication, filled with the courage and determination to disregard life and death, like a hero going forth never to return.
When he unleashed this sword strike, Ling Feng completely forgot about who was stronger or weaker, feeling neither joy nor sorrow, neither surprise nor fear.
Mu Zhentian laughed loudly, "Well done!"
The rain of countless swords vanished in an instant, transforming back into a magnificent, four-and-a-half-foot-long blade with a gleaming golden handle.
Mu Zhentian took a sudden step to the side, his longsword flashing as he slashed down, striking the tip of Lingfeng Nantian Sword with perfect accuracy, just an inch away from the tip—an accuracy that was hard to believe.
"bite……"
Ling Feng's whole body trembled violently. The most strange thing was that the Southern Heaven Sword felt like it had only been pecked by a bird, without any impact or pressure. But what was deadly was that his chest felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer. His meridians were ruptured, his blood and qi were churning, and he saw stars. He was in so much pain that he wished he could die immediately.
If one were not of unwavering resolve, one would have given up resistance at this moment, or would have tried one's best to escape.
Ling Feng knew that neither option was viable. The reason he suffered such a heavy loss in their first encounter was because Mu Zhentian had led him by the nose, accurately sensing his sword intent through their shared aura. With a cold snort, he unleashed the full power of his Free and Unfettered Inner Classic, dispelling the chilling aura that had invaded his body. The sword energy, which had not yet had a chance to be released, returned to his body and began to swirl. He felt a lightness throughout his body and finally broke free from Mu Zhentian's aura with the swirling energy. He swiftly swung his sword towards Mu Zhentian's face, displaying a heroic posture of dying alongside his enemy.
"when!"
Mu Zhentian raised his sword to block, his swordplay simple and unadorned, yet it had reached the realm of swordsmanship where great skill appears clumsy.
When the Southern Heaven Sword struck Mu Zhentian's sword, it was like a dragonfly cutting a stone pillar, unable to budge it in the slightest, and all subsequent moves were rendered useless.
Ling Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood and retreated rapidly. With no other choice, he laid down layer upon layer of sword energy to block his formidable opponent's pursuit.
To everyone's surprise, Mu Zhentian stood tall and unmoved, pointing only at him with the tip of his sword, his face full of contempt. When the two were about two zhang apart, Ling Feng suddenly stopped, pointing his sword at Mu Zhentian instead.
Ling Feng didn't want to take the opportunity to escape, but Mu Zhentian's sword energy locked him tightly from afar. If he took another step back, the sword energy that was blocking the opponent would immediately dissipate. Coupled with the opponent's all-out attack, he would definitely not be able to withstand many swords in the passive situation of the enemy advancing and him retreating, and would be in a situation where he had no chance of survival. Therefore, he pulled back from the brink and stayed to fight to the death.
"What a fine move, the Free and Unfettered Sword Technique!"
Mu Zhentian chuckled and said, "I never imagined that the dignified Prince Nangong would be a successor of the Xiaoyao Sect! Good, good! Good! This is truly gratifying. Prince Nangong is indeed more than I expected. Since I started out, I, Mu Zhentian, have never encountered a general who could last ten rounds. But it seems that killing Prince Nangong will not be easy, which makes me even more interested and happy."
To treat killing as a pleasure—such an opponent is terrifying! He Yujie no longer dared to watch the duel between the two, and only hoped to sneak away while the disciples of the Holy Infant Sect were not paying attention.
As for the other disciples of the Holy Infant Sect, they all stepped aside when Mu Zhentian made his move, their eyes never leaving the duel between Mu Zhentian and Ling Feng.
Ling Feng thought to himself that Mu Zhentian was not only cruel and bloodthirsty, but also took pleasure in killing. If he could survive this time, he would definitely go back and practice his sword diligently. He knew that there were always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. He had always thought that practicing dual cultivation with women was the key to being invincible. He had never imagined that having strong internal energy alone was not enough to be invincible. When masters fought, every detail was fatal, not to mention every move.
At this moment, the most important thing is how to defeat this invincible Mu Zhentian.

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