Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World

Liu Feng faced off Shen Qiang, who was hovering in front of him.

Both of them had their weapons in hand. In Liu Feng's hand, his trusted white spear with only a few carvings, but a lustrous appearance was present. It was the Ethereal Spear.

And in Shen Qiang's hand, or rather hands, was a giant sword. It was humongous, the size of Shen Qiang himself. Seeing someone wield such a heavy weapon, Liu Feng knew that he could not let even a single with go through.

If that sword hit him even once, he was going to get severely injured. Liu Feng had to be quick on his feet for this battle.

"Well then. What are we waiting for? Let's start." Shen Qiang's mouth curled up revealing all of his teeth. His smile was a little deranged in Liu Feng's eyes.

The teeth all crooked, like they were dislocated every single time he was in a fight, and they were all yellow, like this sect master had no time to even take care of his teeth.

And seeing something so simple as teeth like that still told Liu Feng so many things about the person that he was facing. Someone who didn't even spend maybe a few minutes every week completing flushing the mouth with Qi, and someone who got punched so many times in the jaw when he was young that his body automatically thought the teeth were supposed to be crooked.

Shen Qiang disappeared, and a moment after, so did Liu Feng.

The moment that Liu Feng moved, a giant sword appeared right where Liu Feng was standing, waving in empty space.

"You are fast. I like that." Shen Qiang smiled as he looked at where Liu Feng was standing. Ironically, he was standing right where Shen Qiang was a second ago.

"I pride myself in my speed. I think that you will find it quite irritating." Liu Feng nodded.

They both disappeared once again and this time, the two weapons collided.

Liu Feng's spear was quickly shot back, and Liu Feng disappeared again, while Shen Qiang was standing where he was, turning slightly to face where his opponent reappeared.

"We can do this all day. You won't be able to lan a single hit on me." Liu Feng shook his head.

"You are confident. That is exactly what I like. If I can't land a single hit on you, then that is perfect actually. It has been a while since I battled someone that I had no chance of winning against. Good opponents are reluctant to fight these days. I am forced to battle that hag over there all of the time." Shen Qiang sighed and said.

Liu Feng had no response to this. He wanted to reason with Shen Qiang. This fight would indeed take all day the way it was going.

Liu Feng wasn't fighting to the death. He wanted to get these people to join his side. The Heaven Suppressing art was out of the topic, because it would cause a backlash from the heavens above. It wasn't worth it for this fight.

And as for the other trump cards he had, they had the slight probability of severely damaging his opponent. And he couldn't afford to let someone like that, who would be so helpful in the next war that was coming, to spend the remaining time in the infirmary.

He wanted to pull his pierces, but Shen Qiang just wasn't letting him. And that infuriated Liu Feng.

"Fine. If this is what you so desperately want, then this is what you get." Liu Feng said, and his pupils dilated and a wind appeared that blew his slightly long hair to the back.

He gripped his spear just a little tighter and pointed it toward the crazy old man in front of him.

"You better prepare yourself. The attacks that you are going to face right now, they are not easy to go against." Liu Feng said.

He then disappeared.

Shen Qiang cackled.

"Were you going easy on me till now boy? What a stupid thing to do. You should know that I hate nothing more than people not using their full power when they fight against me." he turned ninety degrees and held his sword to cover his body.

Clang!

A spear head struck the giant sword, and both the sword and the spear trembled.

But the spear disappeared almost immediately after the time of impact. Liu Feng disappeared once again.

Shen Qiang kept turning, and every time he turns, his sword protected him from one of these attacks that appeared with such ferocity and speed.

"If you think that speed is my weakness and that I will slip up, think again. I have been on the battlefield for most of my life. I may not be fast, bu I sure as hell know where each attack is coming from. My sense of battle has been honed through the years." Shen Qiang smiled.

He then raised his sword higher, and it started shining with a yellow glow.

A manifestation appeared behind Shen Qiang. It was that of a battered looking man. Someone on the battlefield, it would seem. His armor in tatters, and his eyes visible to tell everyone the horror he had been through.

This was a general on a battlefield, the mot peculiar manifestation that Liu Feng had ever seen to date.

And this general locked eyes with Liu Feng. Liu Feng was moving around, circling Shen Qiang, but wherever he was, the general seemed to know. Every where that Liu Feng got to, he could sense the eyes of the general.

"One sword to kill a hundred!" Shen Qiang shouted as his sword slashed toward Liu Feng.

The sword came crashing toward him, but he felt something stronger that was binding him where he was. A force that felt nothing like the Yuan Principle. It was something different.

It was something terrifying.

It was a will that came from Shen Qiang. The will to slash down his opponent. The will to fight.

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