Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 357: Coming to Grab the Star Blade

Chen Xiner looked at Lin Feng's determined eyes, and the fear in her heart gradually dissipated. She nodded and said, "Well, I believe you, Lin Feng." Trust and courage rekindled in her eyes. She knew that as long as Lin Feng was there, there was nothing to fear.

Chen Yu and Xu Tian exchanged glances, seeing the same determination in each other's eyes. Chen Yu said, "Okay, let's go together. Maybe this is our chance to change the world." His eyes shone with anticipation, his blood boiling with the prospect of exploring the unknown.

Xu Tian also smiled and said, "That's right, we can't miss such a magical thing. Maybe we can discover some great secrets from it!" He regained confidence on his face, and the love of adventure occupied his heart again.

With Chen Xin'er on his back, Lin Feng, along with Chen Yu and Xu Tian, ​​strode towards the capital. Their figures weaved through the bustling streets, the people around them still absorbed in their fervent worship of the "immortal," unaware of these four unique individuals. Their eyes gleamed with determination, their steps steady and powerful, each step moving them towards the unknown giant warship and the capital.

On their way to the capital, they passed through Xixuan City's central square. The square was packed with people, celebrating a grand event. In the center, a massive stage was erected, where performers were performing a spectacular show. Dressed in gorgeous costumes, they sang and danced with graceful movements and melodious voices, as if celebrating the arrival of an "immortal." The audience cheered relentlessly, waving colorful flags and beaming with joy.

Xin'er was on Lin Feng's back, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck. She could clearly feel Lin Feng's heartbeat, and that strong beating seemed to be her only support at the moment.

Just as they were about to turn onto the main road leading to the East City Gate, a subtle yet sharp sound of wind breaking suddenly pierced the surrounding din. Lin Feng's eyes narrowed instantly, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart. His keen intuition, honed by years of life-or-death struggles, made him react instinctively. He abruptly stopped, his shoes scraping against the ground with a soft, creaking sound. Simultaneously, his body, like a nimble loach, quickly swerved to the right.

A gleaming dagger whizzed past his cheek, its sharp blade slicing through the air, bringing a stinging pain. With undiminished momentum, the dagger plunged deeply into the ground beside him with a "puff," the hilt trembling violently and emitting a humming sound, as if in frustration at having missed its target.

"Be careful!" Chen Yu exclaimed, and he and Xu Tian reacted instantly. The two of them flashed and quickly moved closer to Lin Feng like ghosts. Their eyes were like torches, scanning the surroundings vigilantly. The weapons in their hands were already unsheathed, flashing with cold light.

Lin Feng slowly squatted down and gently placed Chen Xin'er on the ground. His movements were cautious, as if he were putting down a rare treasure. The moment he stood up, his expression suddenly became extremely cold, like an Asura returned from hell, his cold gaze shot forward like a substance.

At that moment, they realized with astonishment that the ground and rooftop ahead had already been occupied by a group of mysterious individuals. These individuals, hailing from various sects and clans, wore a dazzling array of clothing, some ornate and exquisite, others simple and practical. But what remained unaltered was a fiery, greedy glint in their eyes. They had heard that Lin Feng wielded the Star Blade, a peerless divine weapon ranked third on the weapon rankings. Its fame had spread throughout the martial arts world, drawing countless covetous attention. To claim this precious blade for themselves, they put aside their inter-sect grievances and temporarily united, forming a powerful and dangerous force.

As time went on, more and more people came from all directions, surrounding Lin Feng and the other three. They were like a pack of hungry wolves, trapping their prey tightly in the middle, forming an airtight encirclement that made it impossible for Lin Feng and the others to escape.

A warrior dressed in black, wielding a longsword, slowly stepped out from the crowd. His steps were steady and confident, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain and arrogance. He stood several feet away from Lin Feng and snorted coldly, saying, "Lin Feng, huh? I didn't expect you to show up here." His voice was low and hoarse, yet it carried an undeniable authority that resonated through the silent streets, stirring the surrounding crowd.

Next to him, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and holding an exquisite teacup was leisurely drinking tea. He raised his head slightly when he heard this, glanced at Lin Feng lightly, and said lightly: "I heard that General Lin has the combat power of a grandmaster. We may not be able to defeat him." His tone seemed humble, but in fact it contained sarcasm. The slight arc of his mouth revealed his true thoughts.

A burly man with a face full of flesh, wielding a massive axe, burst into laughter upon hearing the middle-aged man's words. He swung the axe vigorously, creating a whirring sound, and shouted, "So-called Grandmaster's fighting power? He relies solely on the Star Blade. Without it, he's nothing!" His voice was as resounding as a bell, ringing loudly in the ears of those around him. Some of the weaker ones even covered their ears.

A masked man wrapped in a black robe stood in the shadows. His face could not be seen clearly, but his low and hoarse voice could be heard slowly: "With the Star Blade, which ranks third on the weapon rankings, we may not be able to take him down. The power of this blade cannot be underestimated." There was a hint of fear in his words, but more of it was the greedy desire for the Star Blade.

Lin Feng listened to their sarcasm and ridicule, his anger igniting like a volcanic eruption. His lips curled up slightly in a disdainful sneer, his eyes revealing a resolute murderous intent. Without hesitation, he reached for the Star Blade at his waist and yanked it out.

Instantly, a dazzling ray of light burst forth from the blade, like a blazing sun rising in his hand. The blade of the Star Blade was incredibly sharp, gleaming with an icy light, as if proclaiming its extraordinary power. Lin Feng raised the Star Blade high, his arm muscles tense, veins bulging. The sharp blade pointed directly at the axe-wielding burly man who had just spoken so arrogantly. He said coldly, "Here's the blade. Come and get it if you can." His voice was icy, like a judgment from the Netherworld, causing the air around them to freeze and the temperature to plummet.