One sword strike, a single thrust, and Gong Lun had been killed by Lin Feng. He wasn’t able to fight anymore, as a sword had been lodged deep in his chest.
The crowd couldn’t even understand what had happened; that sword had been too quick. Besides, no force or Qi had been released with the sword. That simple and ordinary sword had been enough to take Gong Lun’s life.
“What terrifying strength!”
The crowd was looking at Lin Feng’s sword, which was still inside Gong Lun’s corpse, as it hit the ground. He had broken through to the sixth Ling Qi layer and could easily defeat Ke Cheng and Zu Ning, so why was he now laying dead on the floor beside them?
They obviously didn’t think that Lin Feng’s sword attack was ordinary. That was a confrontation between two strong cultivators, and they knew that they couldn’t understand the mysteries behind that sword strike.
The three other students who were next to Gong Lun started shaking. They were moving backwards as they stared dumbfounded at Lin Feng. A moment before, when Gong Lun was still there, they wanted to fight against Lin Feng, but he had killed Gong Lun in a single strike. Their hearts began to fill with dread. If that sword hadn’t been used against Gong Lun but against them, would have they been able to dodge it?
The answer was that they would be lying dead on the floor. Gong Lun was the strongest of all of them so if he wasn’t able to withstand a single attack, they were the same.
But at that moment, Lin Feng slowly turned around and looked at the three students. Their hearts were beating even faster.
“Are your rules the same as his?”
Lin Feng’s tone was cold. They were blankly staring at Lin Feng.
One of them smiled and said: “Friend, don’t get angry, I mean you no harm. If you need a cultivation room, just feel free to choose one.”