Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

Chapter 563 Shadow

A figure materialized in the air—it was Xu Yao.

His face was contorted with rage, and he looked like he wanted to kill someone.

"You bastard Chen Feng, how dare you play me for a fool? You're asking for trouble."

"Once I break through to the mid-stage of the Profound Realm, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

"Hmph! This time, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget. Just you wait and see!" he roared angrily in his heart.

At this point, Xu Yao had long forgotten how deep the impression Chen Feng had left on him was, and he no longer regarded Chen Feng as an opponent.

Chen Feng didn't bother to argue with him at all; such an opponent was nothing in Chen Feng's eyes.

He is now focused on advancing his cultivation level and has no desire to pay attention to anyone else.

Xu Yao's face turned extremely gloomy, and his aura continued to rise.

He has now raised his strength to the mid-stage of the Profound level.

"Since you won't talk, then I'll first destroy a portion of your strength."

"I'll settle the score with you properly once I reach the late stage of the Profound level."

"Hmph!" Thinking of this, Xu Yao couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

With a flick of his right hand, a long sword appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Xu Yao gripped his sword in his left hand, and in a flash, he appeared behind Chen Feng, slashing at him with his sword.

The attack was sudden and unexpected; the sword was aimed straight at Chen Feng's neck.

His moves were so fast that no one could react in time, and even if someone wanted to rescue Chen Feng, it would be too late.

"Kid, you'd better just surrender obediently to avoid suffering any physical pain," Xu Yao said arrogantly.

He believed that even if Chen Feng possessed extraordinary talent, he would never be his match.

After all, in his eyes, Chen Feng was just a greenhorn.

Chen Feng glanced at him, sneered, and turned around unhurriedly.

His spear was pointed directly at Xu Yao.

"Still so arrogant even when you're about to die? Today I'll show you what I'm capable of." Xu Yao said as he charged towards Chen Feng.

Xu Yao's attack speed was even faster than before, and he slashed at Chen Feng with his sword.

Chen Feng suddenly twitched his spear, and a sharp spear light shot straight at Xu Yao.

"What! How is this possible? How could he use such a powerful move?" Xu Yao's expression changed drastically.

With a loud bang, Chen Feng's spear collided with Xu Yao's sword, producing a tremendous roar.

His spear clashed head-on with Xu Yao's sword.

Chen Feng's spear confronted Xu Yao's longsword, but was not defeated by Xu Yao's sword.

Xu Yao's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight; he had never imagined that Chen Feng was so strong.

He had no idea that Chen Feng's cultivation had broken through to the mid-stage of the Profound level.

If it weren't for the huge roar caused by their fight just now, which caught their attention, Xu Yao probably wouldn't have noticed this.

Not only that, even the group of martial artists beside Xu Yao were stunned by this scene and couldn't come to their senses at all.

"My goodness! Young Master Xu's swordsmanship is truly remarkable."

"I never expected to be defeated by a young man. Just how strong is he?!"

"I have personally witnessed the power of Young Master Xu's sword strike; his strength is definitely not just at the mid-stage of the Profound level."

After seeing Chen Feng deflect Xu Yao's sword with a single move, the martial artists all began to discuss among themselves.

Although their murmurs were very quiet, Xu Yao still heard them, which immediately turned his face ashen.

Xu Yao's face was extremely ugly, and he let out a cold shout.

With a grab of both hands, he pulled out two more longswords from his storage ring and began stabbing wildly at Chen Feng.

“I have learned all of these sword techniques, and they are all top-level techniques. I refuse to believe that I am not your opponent.”

Xu Yao said through gritted teeth.

He was very confident in his swordsmanship. In his eyes, no matter how skilled Chen Feng was, how skilled could he possibly be?

I don't believe Chen Feng can withstand his attack.

"Is that so?" A disdainful smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips.

Chen Feng stood facing the wind, holding his spear, letting Xu Yao's rain of swords fall on him.

Chen Feng did not defend himself at all, simply letting the rain of swords fall on him.

Xu Yao's attacks grew increasingly fierce, but Chen Feng's expression remained calm throughout.

"Not bad, not bad. Your swordsmanship is quite powerful," Chen Feng said admiringly.

"Chen Feng, you have already been hit by my sword energy. If you hold on for just a little longer, you will die from my sword energy soon."

"Your current strength is not enough to withstand my sword energy. Soon you will become lifeless and worthless. Then let's see how arrogant you are."

"You talk too much. You should go and spend time with your friends!" Chen Feng said, shaking his head.

Although Chen Feng's tone was relaxed, his words made Xu Yao feel a strange sense of danger.

How can you be so arrogant?

"Now that you've been struck by my sword energy, in just one second your body will be destroyed into a cloud of blood mist."

"Then your corpse will become shriveled and nothing will remain!"

"I advise you to surrender obediently, otherwise you'll be in big trouble later."

Xu Yao threatened Chen Feng.

Xu Yao still held a sliver of hope, hoping that Chen Feng would be timid and not be frightened by him.

His words did indeed cause Chen Feng to hesitate for a moment.

"Chen Feng, don't listen to his nonsense. Don't fall for his tricks. He's just trying to confuse you."

"If you're scared, you can beg for mercy now; it might not be too late."

"If you admit defeat to me, I'll spare your life, how about that?"

Seeing that Chen Feng seemed to be wavering, the martial artists also shouted to him.

Seeing Chen Feng hesitate, the martial artists were secretly pleased.

Xu Yao, however, said with a smug look on his face.

"Are you scared now? Beg for mercy and I might spare your life, otherwise I'll send you to hell in a minute!"

Xu Yao laughed smugly, and said to Chen Feng as he laughed.

"Kneel down and kowtow to me three times now, and I might spare your life!"

"What did you say?" Chen Feng frowned slightly, a hostile expression appearing in his eyes.

Xu Yao was furious that Chen Feng refused to agree to his conditions.

"No matter how you try to argue, Chen Feng, you can't change the facts."

"If you know what's good for you, kneel down and beg me now, or I'll send you to meet the King of Hell right now!" Xu Yao glared at Chen Feng and said fiercely.

"I, Chen Feng, never ask anyone for favors!" Chen Feng replied coldly.

"Since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty shot, then don't blame me!"

Xu Yao snorted coldly and once again brandished his sword, lunging at Chen Feng.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish and let you die." Xu Yao slashed at Chen Feng with his sword.

His sword strike appeared devoid of any fancy moves, yet it contained an incomparably sharp and fierce sword aura.

It seemed as if even the surrounding air was being shattered, emitting a whooshing sound.

Chen Feng looked at the longsword in Xu Yao's hand, his expression becoming extremely solemn.