Dual Sword God - 33 Lang Kuang and Miren Fei

Inside of the Feng clan manor, within a quiet training field. The day had once again begun to slowly fade, as the curtain of night descended unto the world. A young man was currently seated in a crossed-legged posture as he drew upon the flame essences of the heaven and earth to temper his body. Beneath his fleshy exterior, his internal organs and inner veins were completely glowing with a golden crystal-like hue.

Bang! With the sound of something overflowing, all the essence-energies gathered inside Feng Yu’s body burst out into the surroundings transforming the field around him into a small sea of flames and lighting. His eyebrows and hair were glowing with a bright golden-scarlet color, as his bloodline started to revolve on its own accord. Shortly after, his energies began to retract towards a central organ within his body flowing through his strengthened inner veins and settling nearby the organ.

Suddenly, Feng Yu opened his eyes, as he looked towards the burnt area with a hint of excitement, “Great! I’ve finally striven a step further and achieved the peak of 8 Tier Body Training realm. Hmm, such a powerful cultivation technique my internal organs and veins have been tempered to a stage no way inferior to that of a peak 9 Tier Body Training realm expert. My Dantian is also on the verge of awakening, I wonder, will I be able to condense wisps of aura the moment I breakthrough to the 9 Tier. No matter, for now, I just need to focus and wait until the date of the auction to see if I can find a decent sword, then I should be able to make a bit more progress on my sword realm before the day of the selections.”

As Feng Yu was pondering his future direction for cultivation, a figure appeared in the vicinity and was walking towards him. He was wearing black qigong robes with black wrappings around his arms, and he had light blue hair with a handsome semblance, an angular face that was a bit above average with bright blue eyes that gleamed with intelligence. It’s a pity though, for most of it could hardly be recognized due to his large conical hat.

Seeing this figure, Feng Yu revealed a curious expression, but soon it became filled with surprise. Quickly, the character appeared before him and promptly knelt on the ground.

“Young Master Yu, I have successfully achieved initial success with my <Lightning Flash Steps> and <Shock Palm>. My cultivation has also already fully consolidated into the 9 Tier of Body Training realm,” Dai Lin said as he cupped his hands together while kneeling.

Hearing his words, an interested expression soon came over Dai Lin’s face as he was curious about what kind of individuals his young master would be willing to let join Dawnwing.

“Yes, Young Master!” Dai Lin said as trailed behind Feng Yu.

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The scene in Machen was a lively one tonight, as groups of wanderers, practitioners, and locals squandered their time away in the streets. However, mixed amongst these people were a myriad of fresh faces and unfamiliar characters.

Dressed in a conventional style of clothing was a strange old man who quietly sat in the middle of the street, calmly drinking from a large jug of wine. It seemed as if he existed but did not exist at the same time, for the individuals who walked the streetways would directly pass him by as if he was nothing but air. He had a very casual and straightforward expression as he would occasionally laugh while he glanced around at the clueless individuals.

“Haha! Such a lively little place, but it’s such a pity no one is capable of even sensing this old man. Hmm, could the one I’m looking for truly reside in a place such as this?” The strange old man said as he showed a pondering expression on his face.

However, as if he felt something, he glanced towards his right to see two individuals making their way through the streets. These two individuals were strange, as they made their way through the road, they would do so with a particular pattern as if they had practiced countless times to achieve a unique rhythm with perfect harmony. Vaguely, a hint of lightning energy could be felt in the areas they went by.

Seeing this scene, the strange old man felt curious, “Oh! Such a magnificent display of footwork, who are these two little fellas?” As he said this, he couldn’t help but send out a bit of his spiritual sense.

As if sensing something one of the youths looked towards his direction with an expression of uncertainty and caution, seeing this a look of surprise soon came into the eyes of the strange old man as he thought to himself.

“Hmm, such remarkable senses, but he is not the one I’m looking for he does not carry any traces of a nefarious aura. Oh well, it seems that I may have to try from a different approach.” The strange old man said as he started to phase away from existence.

Swoosh! As if feeling the constraint that was placed on it disappear, the night wind that was pressured by some unknown force soon began to flow into the street once more.

“Strange, why is there so much wind now?” Feng Yu muttered.

Dai Lin who was standing behind him licked the tip of his fingers and pointed it in the air, after a short while he looked towards the direction the old was previously residing.

“Young Master, I feel that this wind is quite unusual, as it seems to have originated from that area just now,” Dai Lin said as he looked towards the area with a scrutinizing appearance.

Hearing this Feng Yu also focused his attention on the area but seeing nothing out of the ordinary he quickly decided to forget this matter, both of them once more making their way towards the arena, as their silhouettes vanished beyond the remote district disappearing amongst the sea of people.

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It was a scene filled with hot-bloodedness brought about by intense action, as the martial atmosphere here was at its peak. The combatants who gathered at the local battle arena aimed to make a name for themselves while earning big rewards from the nearby betting pools.

Bang! Thud! With the sound of a loud collision, the figure of a man could be seen tumbling down from the battle platform crashing onto the concrete floor instantly losing consciousness.

The individual who remained standing on the battle platform raised his arms high into the air as he listened to cheers of the audience; he had short silver hair that flowed wildly with the wind, while his face looked angular as if sculpted by a fine knife. He was dressed in long trousers with a sash around his waist and wore nothing but a long silver scarf around his neck, exposing his bare upper torso and his well-toned body.

“Wildwolf! Wildwolf! Wildwolf!” The crowd shouted unceasingly as they looked at the figure on the stage.

“He’s done it again! Earning his 20th consecutive victory! Who will break his reign? Who can defeat, this rising champion?!” The announcer said.

“Is there no one to fight?!” As if he wasn’t satisfied, the fierce-looking young man shouted as he gripped his fights tightly, flexing his muscles on stage.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” His voice reverberating throughout the area filled with the crowd’s cheers.

As more and more practitioners gathered around the battle platform to observe, they couldn’t help but feel their blood boil with excitement due to the blatant provocation of the champion. Soon, the figures of Feng Yu and Dai Lin appeared within the vicinity as they made their way towards a remote corner to observe.

“Young Master, I will go an inquire about the current champion,” Dai Lin said and disappeared into the distant crowd, seeing this Feng Yu smiled as he thought to himself, “I cannot slack off the slightest, cause if I’m not careful his mastery of the lightning arts will exceed mine in no time.”

As Feng Yu inspected the combatant on the stage, he couldn’t help but praise inwardly, “Hmm, this fellow is pretty good, he must be practicing some type of beast cultivation art specializing in pure offensive power to have gotten such a physique.”

As the combatant on the stage looked around the platform, he started to grow disappointed as he thought to himself, “Sigh, how boring, I came to find a challenge and test my strength amongst the best. No one here is worth my time it looks like I’ll just have to wait until the talent selections to try my luck,” As he was about to leave the platform, there was an abrupt change.

Swish! A beautiful figure swiftly moved, as if like a leaf she glided through the air softly landing on the opposing side of the young man who stood on the battle platform. ¬

“Fellow Daoist Wildwolf, I Miren Fie would like to challenge you. Do you dare to accept?” The beautiful form said as she stretched out her right arm with her palms facing the sky, while her left arm was placed behind her back assuming an extremely confident posture.

She had flowing long hair the color of jade, and she wore a dark-colored sleeveless wushu uniform with green patterns. She had a beautiful face that stood out among top-class beauties.

Seeing the beautiful woman that came to challenge him a look of interest soon came over his eyes, he smiled and replied, “Humph! Beauty, while you do have some skill, it is not enough to make my Lang Kuang yield and withdraw. Come, let us see if you are able to make me reach my limit!”

As he finished speaking, he couldn’t help but give a sly wink towards the beauty, as he crouched down and placed his two fists together in his front looking like a mountain of muscle.

Bang! The essence energy of a peak 7 Tier Body Training realm was instantly released to the world once more. Seeing this the scene Miren Fie was in no mood to retort to his sly commentary, she instant unleashed her concealed energies.

Bang! An equally significant amount of essence power gathered and formed around Miren Fie, and it soon clashed with the opposing energy of Lang Kuang creating a colorful scene within the snowy weather.

Swish! As Feng Yu stood quietly to observe the battle quickly, Dai Lin appeared once more by his side, sensing his arrival without turning his head he inquired, “So, Dai Lin, how did it go? Who are the individuals fighting? And where are they from?”

“Reporting to Young Master Yu, that guy standing on the far left is called Lang Kuang, he is about 19 years old and is also known as ‘Wildwolf’ due to his fierce nature. It was said that he hailed from a remote hunting family in the hills area of the Grail Plains called the Lang Tribe. As for the beautiful miss who went to challenge him, she is the daughter of a wandering practitioner who was said to have perished not too long ago due to bandits,” Dai Lin said as he switched his vision over to the female on stage and continued.

“Her name is Miren Fei and she is roughly around the same age as Lang Kuang. She has a small fame within the circles of rogue practitioners going by the title of – Charming Jade,” As Dai Lin reported the information to Feng Yu, he too was also carefully observing the clash on top of the battle platform.

Hearing this Feng Yu nodded and replied, “Hmm, interesting. Dai Lin, you did well! Remember to keep a keynote of them we will contact them after their match is over.”

“As Young Master wishes!” said Dai Lin with a bright expression as he looked at the two on the platform.