Chen Feng originally intended to help call Zhao Bing down.
But relying on his Sword Dao realm of Harmony Between Man and Nature,
he sensed that Zhao Bing was currently in a state of sudden enlightenment.
Seeing the referee take out nunchaku and prepare to attack, he could no longer concern himself with anything else.
Bending his legs slightly, he activated the Heaven-Crippling Foot technique. The immense force directly shattered the marble floor.
Chen Feng's entire body instantly soared into the air, catapulting onto the arena.
Simultaneously, he pointed his right hand like a sword, thrusting a sword strike at the referee who was about to attack.
A massive sword phantom, over ten meters long, pierced down through the air.
The referee was immediately startled.
"Bloody hell!"
"How dare you! You dare to publicly assault a referee!"
He could no longer spare the effort to attack Zhao Bing.
Swirling his nunchaku in hand, he transformed them into a whirlwind of energy,
blocking the force of Chen Feng's sword strike.
However, he himself was shaken back several steps.
He looked up at the person who attacked him.
To his surprise, it was actually the Great Xia hero, Chen Feng.
"Didn't the news say this kid was a Martial Arts Master?"
"How could that sword strike just now be so powerful!"
"I'm a genuine, bona fide Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
The referee had no doubt about his own strength.
Moreover, he was a champion who had won first place in the county exchange tournament; his prowess was unquestionable.
How could he have just been forced back by a Martial Arts Master!
He hurriedly pulled out the Qi and Blood monitoring glasses from his pocket and looked at Chen Feng.
3,100 Qi and Blood points!
The referee was shocked.
Close to a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
But even so, he shouldn't have been able to force him back.
"I am a Grandmaster!"
At this moment, it wasn't just him who was shocked.
In the VIP section, Dugu Sword Demon could hardly believe his eyes.
"Harmony Between Man and Nature!"
He uttered these four words with some disbelief.
Just now, when Chen Feng leaped and executed that sword strike, he hadn't used a weapon.
Clearly, he had already reached the realm of No Sword Needed.
In the field of Sword Dao, only those who have achieved Harmony Between Man and Nature can accomplish this.
"No wonder he could teach such a monstrous disciple."
"Turns out the master is even more monstrous!"
"Truly worthy of being a mixed-blood descendant of the Kunlun Remnant Clan."
The figure of Zhang Bowen involuntarily surfaced in Dugu Sword Demon's mind.
He had always been stationed guarding the Great Xia Holy Capital and had never crossed hands with Zhang Bowen,
but he was deeply aware of how formidable that man was.
The live audience also grew excited.
After all, they loved watching drama and didn't mind things getting bigger; they almost wished Chen Feng and the referee would start fighting.
"That's the Great Xia hero Chen Feng. He even dares to hit a referee. He's truly awesome!"
"Why does he seem even younger than his disciple?"
"Mixed-blood descendant of the Kunlun Remnant Clan. They look young but are actually centuries-old monsters."
"How could he force back the referee in one move? I remember the referee is a Martial Arts Grandmaster, right? Is this referee pulling my leg?"
...
By now, Chen Feng had already landed on the arena.
He apologetically said to the referee,
"I know this is within your duties, and it was my disciple who was in the wrong first."
"But my disciple is currently at a critical moment of sudden enlightenment. I hope the referee and the judges can show some leniency."
Chen Feng knew he was in the wrong.
There were other matches scheduled, yet his disciple had occupied the arena, which was indeed not ideal, but there was no other way.
The referee frowned.
But seeing it was the Great Xia hero Chen Feng, he decided to give some face.
Sudden enlightenment is extremely rare, and this Zhao Bing is also a genius-level figure.
He himself had just acted in a moment of anger.
Thinking about it now, doing someone a favor wasn't necessarily unacceptable.
He just didn't know how long it would delay things.
The referee could only look towards the four judges.
Before he could even speak,
one judge had already stood up and angrily shouted,
"Do you think this Martial Arts Tournament is run by your family?"
"You say 'show leniency' and we just do it?"
"Referee! Hurry up and get that person off the stage!"
The referee glanced at that judge.
"So it's someone from the Duan Family. No wonder they're so overbearing!"
"But you're just a Grandmaster too. What right do you have to order me around?"
"I'm no dog of the aristocratic families!"
The referee said with clear displeasure,
"Everyone has their own duties. Judges have no authority to command referees."
That judge's face immediately turned somewhat ugly, feeling his dignity had been undermined.
He was determined not to let Chen Feng have his way today.
Not only because of previous transactional disputes with Chen Feng,
but also because Chen Feng's disciple, Jin Youxi, had humiliated the young lady of his family today,
causing the Duan Family to lose face.
"Fine! It seems you won't give our Duan Family any face."
"Then I'll do it myself."
With a point of his finger, the Shangyang Sword of the Six Pulses Divine Sword shot directly at Zhao Bing, who was comprehending the Sword Dao.
Chen Feng's expression instantly turned cold.
He thrust out both palms together. A huge golden palm phantom intercepted that finger's sword energy.
In an instant, dozens of dragon phantoms roared.
Chen Feng knew this person would likely continue attacking.
Judges of the top-tier martial artist tournaments all possessed Grandmaster-level strength. The gap between his and the opponent's Qi and Blood was still somewhat significant.
A difference of several thousand Qi and Blood points; it was better to be cautious.
He expanded his Martial Arts Domain.
Seven blood-red zither strings materialized across the air.
That judge surnamed Duan had already learned that Chen Feng's Qi and Blood was 3,100 points.
Whereas his own Qi and Blood was over 7,000.
With a gap of over 4,000 Qi and Blood points, he felt he could easily crush Chen Feng.
However, he also had a sense of proportion.
He knew Chen Feng was someone the Martial Arts Association was determined to protect.
But taking the other down a peg and recovering some face for the family shouldn't be a problem.
Then, he leisurely and contentedly pointed out another finger.
Zhongchong Sword!
Chen Feng raised his hand, using the Tathagata's Divine Palm fused with the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to pluck the zither strings.
The soundwaves emitted also contained the sword intent of the Thirteen Deadly Swords.
When the strings were plucked, the sound produced wasn't that of a zither,
but rather clear, resonant sword cries.
In an instant, countless sword phantoms formed from soundwaves shot towards that judge surnamed Duan.
This was the first time Chen Feng had used the Thirteen Deadly Swords fused with other techniques since obtaining them.
He himself didn't know exactly how powerful it would be.
He was still wondering in his heart,
whether it was as formidable as the Tripartite Origin Unity Qi formed by fusing the Heaven Frost Fist, Cloud-Parting Palm, and Wind God Leg.
The other three judges also hadn't expected things to come to this.
A prestigious tournament judge was actually brawling with a contestant's master.
Originally, they should side with the judge.
In such a situation, they could disqualify the contestant in an instant.
Daring to lay hands on a judge or referee? Being banned from the tournament wouldn't be excessive.
After all, those were the rules.
But the other party in the fight happened to be the Great Xia hero Chen Feng,
the key protected figure of the Martial Arts Association.
The three judges exchanged glances.
Then, they simultaneously looked towards the VIP booth.
They knew the Dugu Family's Martial Saint was currently inside.
They wanted to see if the Martial Saint had any instructions.
The spectators in the audience immediately grew excited.
"In all my life, today's ticket price is the most worthwhile."
"Getting into a fight with a judge! Mr. Chen Feng is truly awesome!"
"Truly worthy of being the master of the Divine Capital's Martial Maniac. His rebelliousness is off the charts!"
"Speaking of which, is this Chen Feng already a Grandmaster too?"
"Seems not! A while ago, the news was still reporting on the cultivation levels of this master-disciple pair."
...
Dugu Sword Demon narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, he found Chen Feng's strength increasingly unfathomable.
With a Master-level cultivation, the power of the martial techniques and moves he used was almost comparable to a Grandmaster.
Even in his own youth, he hadn't been this monstrous.
Yet in the very next moment, a dramatic shift unfolded in the battle on the field.
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