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Author note : Thank you all for wishing me quick recovery I am getting better here is a new chapter for you all I hope you like it and I wish you all happy new year
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After exiting the Azure Dragon Eye Tower, Ye Feng made his way to the academy library, intending to find a Saint Weapon Condensing Method suited to him. Only then could he condense his own saint weapon to attempt his breakthrough into the Saint Realm.
'Teacher Li explained that the academy library contained numerous saint weapon condensing methods and urged us to find one that suited us, as this was essential for successfully condensing our saint weapons.'
Ye Feng decided to heed Teacher Li's advice and head to the library.
Ye Feng was eager to condense his saint weapon and break through into the Saint Realm. With only a small amount of energy left to absorb, he was already on the verge of beginning the process.
Even if he failed to break through into the Saint Realm on his first try, there would still be countless chances to attempt in the future.
It was all thanks to the rank-three monster core he obtained as the prize for becoming the freshman competition champion.
With the vast energy stored in the rank-three monster core, he was certain he could finally break through into the Saint Realm no matter how many attempt he needed to make to finally make his break through.
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As Ye Feng walked toward the library, he noticed Fu approaching calmly, a smirk playing on his lips. Puzzled, Ye Feng tilted his head, unsure why Fu was smiling at him.
'Has something good happened to him? Why is he smirking like that? Well, it doesn't matter—it's not my business anyway.'
Fu stopped in front of Ye Feng and pointed his finger at him while he kept smirking. " I challenge you to a fight right here, and right now, let's go."
Ye Feng tilted his head in confusion again. "Huh? Why should I fight you? And why do you even want to fight me?" he asked Fu lazily. Fu almost toppled over at the sheer nonchalance in Ye Feng's tone.
Fu then started yelling at Ye Feng in disbelief. "Where is your pride, man? You're the champion of the freshmen competition! If I want to become stronger, I have to fight those who are stronger than me. And you are definitely stronger than me—after all, you've reached the second level of the pagoda, while I was defeated on the first level."
Ye Feng's eyes danced with amusement as he smiled and nodded at Fu. "Fine, you've got a point. Let's head to one of the fighting arenas and fight there."
With a wide grin, Fu shouted, "Yeah, that's the spirit! Let's go!" Together, he and Ye Feng made their way to one of the academy's fighting arenas.
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In The Fighting Arena
Fu and Ye Feng faced each other in one of the academy's fighting arenas. Nearby students immediately recognized them, and as soon as they realized a battle was about to break out, excitement rippled through the crowd, their eyes fixed eagerly on the two combatants.
They began placing bets on who would win. Most of the students sided with Ye Feng, though a few placed their wagers on Fu.
News of the upcoming battle between Ye Feng, the champion of the freshmen competition, and Fu, who had placed third, spread through the academy like wildfire.
Excited by the news, students flocked to the arena to witness the battle.
Even Ye Long and his two friends hurried over as soon as they heard about the upcoming battle in one of the fighting arenas.
Zhang Wei was among the students who had come to watch the battle. As he waited patiently for it to start, he thought, 'Show me whether you truly deserve the title of freshmen champion, or if your victory was just a matter of luck.'
Some of the academy staff also became intrigued upon hearing the news, so they decided to come and watch the battle between Ye Feng and Fu.
Unnoticed by anyone, a figure hovered high in the sky, wind whipping fiercely around him. He waited patiently for the fight to begin—it was the academy's headmaster, Chen.
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With Ye Feng and Fu
Fu's eyes sparkled with excitement; he was eager to battle Ye Feng. Stretching his body in preparation, he asked, "So, how are we going to do this?"
Ye Feng smiled at him. "Simple," he replied. "We haven't condensed our saint weapons yet, so it'll be hand-to-hand combat."
Fu's grin widened, and he gave a confident nod.
Fu lunged at Ye Feng without a hint of hesitation, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks. Ye Feng deftly dodged several of the strikes, while the ones he couldn't avoid were met with firm blocks. With each punch or kick he stopped, the force pushed him back a foot or two, making him slide across the ground slightly from the impact.
Ye Feng decided to coat his arms with his saint force, just as he had done with his sword when fighting the puppets in the pagoda. Instantly, a bright blue cloud coated both of his arms. Now, when Fu's strikes came at him, Ye Feng blocked them effortlessly. He no longer slid backward from the force behind the blows—his saint force completely neutralized the impact, leaving him steady and unharmed.
Fu's frustration grew as Ye Feng effortlessly blocked every strike. In a burst of impatience, he unleashed punches and kicks faster than ever, each blow carrying more force than before. Yet, no matter how swift or powerful Fu's attacks became, Ye Feng continued to block them with ease, just as effortlessly as before.
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With the onlookers
All the students watching the battle were stunned by how one-sided it had become. No matter how fiercely Fu attacked, Ye Feng blocked every strike with effortless precision.
Zhang Wei clenched his fists at the sight of Ye Feng's talent and strength, yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from the battle.
The academy staff were impressed by Ye Feng's talent and the effortless way he used his saint force to counter Fu's natural advantage of an innate strength constitution.
The headmaster watched calmly from above, nodding in satisfaction at Ye Feng's performance. He had expected this—after all, he knew just how talented Ye Feng truly was.
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With Ye Feng
Ye Feng gave a small smile as he continued blocking Fu's strikes. Then, suddenly, he began moving around Fu, his footwork fluid and precise.
Ye Feng moved with breathtaking speed and agility, circling Fu like a predator assessing its prey. Without warning, Ye Feng launched a flurry of punches from every direction. Fu struggled to keep up, his defenses faltering against the unpredictable assault. In a blur, Ye Feng's strikes landed relentlessly, and Fu was sent crashing to the ground, the impact harsh and unforgiving.
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With the onlookers
All the students' eyes widened in shock, Zhang Wei included. Meanwhile, the academy staff could not help but become more impressed with the extraordinary talent Ye Feng was showing them.
The academy headmaster chuckled as he watched Ye Feng effortlessly dominate Fu in their battle.
'He's applying the experience he gained in the pagoda here—truly incredible.'
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With Ye Feng
Ye Feng pulled away slightly, maintaining a safe distance from Fu as he readied his next move.
'Father always told me during our training sessions that I needed to be one with the sword—that it must become a part of my body.'
A smile curved his lips as an idea flashed through his mind.
'What if I use my right arm as a sword?'
Amused by the thought, Ye Feng shifted his stance, assuming the very posture he always used when wielding a sword.
Fu stood, his body tense as Ye Feng assumed his sword stance. Blood trickled from the corner of Fu's mouth. He spat onto the arena floor, then wiped the blood away with the back of his hand, his eyes narrowing when he saw Ye Feng's stance.
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With the onlookers
Everyone watching the battle was confused about why Ye Feng had changed his stance, but they remained silent and continued observing the fight.
High in the sky, the headmaster smiled at Ye Feng's sword stance, curious to see what he was planning.
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With Ye Feng
Fu lunged at Ye Feng again, raining down a relentless flurry of punches and kicks.
Ye Feng coated his right arm with a bright blue cloud of saint force and began wielding it like a sword, parrying every punch Fu threw. Then, seizing any opening, he countered with precision—thrusting and swinging his right arm like a blade, striking Fu relentlessly.
Fu was struck repeatedly, collapsing to the ground over and over. Blood spurted from his mouth, staining the arena floor, yet each time he rose again, unyielding, refusing to surrender.
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With the onlookers
The onlookers were impressed by Fu's tenacity and fighting spirit. The headmaster and academy staff smiled as they watched him rise again and again, no matter how many times he was knocked to the ground.
The academy headmaster began to regard Fu with newfound interest and respect.
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With Ye Feng
Ye Feng smiled at Fu, his voice steady. "You really are impressive. You've earned my respect. But now, it's time we finish this battle."
Ye Feng began circling around Fu again, but this time, instead of throwing punches, he swung his saint force coated arm, striking Fu multiple times before delivering a sharp chop to the back of his neck.
Fu's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious, after Ye Feng's strike to the back of his neck. The crowd erupted into a roar, cheering wildly for Ye Feng's victory. He offered them a small, modest smile in response.
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In the Fighting Arena
One of the academy staff jumped into the fighting arena. Grinning at Ye Feng, he said, 'Impressive battle! No wonder you made it to the second level of the pagoda. Let me introduce myself, kid—I'm Yun Han, one of the instructors at the academy.'"
Yun Han appeared to be in his thirties. He had a lean, muscular build, with long blond hair tied back in a ponytail, striking green eyes, and a fair complexion. Standing at five feet tall, he wore the academy instructor's robe, giving him a composed and authoritative presence.
"I can see that you have a lot of talent with the sword. If you ever need advice on swordsmanship, look for me," Yun Han said with a smile.
Ye Feng smiled at Yun Han, cupped his fist, and nodded. "Thank you, Instructor Yun. I will keep your offer in mind."
Instructor Yun nodded in satisfaction, then picked up Fu and carried him to the medical bay.
Once Instructor Yun departed, a crowd of students surrounded Ye Feng—Ye Long and his friends among them. They spoke animatedly, praising him for his win. Ye Feng responded with a warm smile, shared a bit of small talk, and soon excused himself, making his way to the academy library.
Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes, watching Ye Feng leave, anger and jealousy burning fiercely in his gaze. With a cold snort, he turned around and walked away.
The academy headmaster smiled down at Ye Feng from the sky, then rode the wind toward the medical bay.
'An interesting battle', he thought. 'I should offer Fu the chance to become my disciple. He may not be as talented as Ye Feng, but his heart is exceptional.'
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The Academy Library
Ye Feng entered the library and saw some students were reading books with other students. He also noticed an old man sitting on the desk, reading an old scroll. The old man had many wrinkles on his face, a bold head, and a long grey beard.
Ye Feng walked towards the old man. The old man raised his head when he saw Ye Feng and asked with a smile, "How can I help you, young one?"
Ye Feng cupped his fist and said, "Elder, I'm looking for saint weapon condensing methods. Teacher Li told us in the class today that the library had many saint weapon condensing methods. Can you help me, Elder?"
The old man smiled and turned his head to a beautiful girl who was browsing the bookshelves nearby. "Little Rou, would you mind helping this young man?"
The girl turned to the old man, looked at Ye Feng, and smiled at him. Ye Feng was mesmerised by her beauty. The girl nodded to the elder and said, "Sure thing, grandfather." Rou smiled at Ye Feng and said, "Please follow me." Ye Feng then followed the girl.
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The girl was around Ye Feng age; she was extremely beautiful; her beauty could bring down a nation to its knees. She has long blond hair that reaches to her back; her hair falls like a waterfall; she has cherry-like lips; an exquisite nose; eyebrows; eyelashes; and nick. Her face is so elegant, like it was from a painting; she has plump, round breasts, a slender waist, and long, slender legs too. Her skin looks so soft, like a sulk. Her academy uniform can't cover her curvy, feminine body completely.
Ye Feng followed Rou, and he told her that he was looking for methods to condense his saint weapon. She nodded at him, and they arrived in front of a bookshelf, and she said to Ye Feng, "You will find all saint weapon condensing methods on this bookshelf. Good luck." Ye Feng smiled at her and thanked her, and after she left, Ye Feng started browsing through the bookshelf.
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Ye Feng found many different methods while browsing through the bookshelf, like the slow method, the method that Li Cheng used to condense his saint weapon, the compressing method, the heavy method, the controlling method, and many more methods. There were so many methods to choose from, but Ye Feng was interested in only three methods. Those methods were the slow method, the soul method, and the bending method.
Ye Feng took the three books containing the soul method, the slow method, and the bending method, then he went to an empty reading desk and sat there to start reading and memorising those methods.
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In order to use the soul method, the cultivator must have a strong soul. By using the power of the soul, the cultivator can control the saint force in their body and condense it into a saint weapon.
In the bending method, the cultivator needs to control the saint force inside of them before bending the saint force in a special way to shape it into a saint weapon.
The slow method requires the cultivator to slowly control, contain, shape, compress, and condense the saint weapon.
Ye Feng memorised everything in the three books. After memorising the three books, he left the library and went back to his dwelling.
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In Ye Feng Dwelling
Ye Feng sat in a lotus position and closed his eyes. He decided to use the soul method to condense his saint weapon and breakthrough into the saint master realm. He took the rank-three monster core in preparation for his breakthrough.
Ye Feng started absorbing little energy from the rank-three monster core until he almost breached the barrier between the saint force realm and the saint master realm. Ye Feng took a deep breath and thought, "Now I hope I can successfully breakthrough on my first try." Ye Feng then started absorbing a little more energy from the rank-three monster core until he breached the barrier.
A strong aura filled the room the aura was a sign that the breakthrough into the saint master realm is taking place . Ye Feng gritted his teeth and started following the soul method instructions to condense his saint weapon. He began using the power of his soul to control the saint force inside his body. He then started condensing his saint weapon.
Ye Feng started sweating profusely from the stress of using his soul power to control his saint force inside his body, but he didn't give up and kept pushing and using his soul power to condense his saint weapon.
Ye Feng shaped his saint force into the shape of a sword and started compressing his saint force until he finally succeeded in condensing his saint weapon.
After he succeeded in condensing his saint weapon, a strong and unruly aura started coming out of Ye Feng. The aura filled his dwelling. The aura was untamed; it felt like the aura of a beast, ready to bounce on his prey at any moment.
Ye Feng took a deep breath to calm himself, and his aura started to vanish slowly. Ye Feng smiled at his success. He stood up, then summoned his newly condensed saint weapon from his dantian.
Ye Feng's saint weapon was a sword four feet long and two fingers wide. The blade was crimson, like the colour of the blood. The sword doesn't have a guard, and the sword handle is gold in colour and in the shape of an angry dragon.
He decided to give his saint weapon a try. He stored his saint weapon in his dantian, and then he stored his rank-three monster core in his space belt. After that, he exited his dwelling. Ye Feng started looking for an empty training ground to give his saint weapon a try.
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Training Ground
After finding an empty training ground, Ye Feng summoned his saint weapon, and he smiled when he held his new sword by the handle and said, "It is perfect." Ye Feng started swinging his sword vertically and horizontally multiple times. He smiled widely and kept swinging his sword. "My saint weapon is perfect." Then he started making combinations by swinging and thrusting his sword in the air.
After Ye Feng finished his little sword combination, he brought his saint weapon in front of his eyes and said to his saint weapon, "What should I name you?" He thought for a second, then smiled when he saw the crimson blood blade and the golden dragon figure on the sword handle, and he said, "I will name you the blood dragon fang. Yes, this is a perfect name. for you.".
Ye Feng then stored the blood dragon fang after naming it and returned it to his dantian then he started walking back to his dwelling.