139: Chapter 139 Famous Sword Master of Fate? One Sword Pins Him to Death!

Ding! New mission activated: Kill your opponent in a life-and-death battle. Reward: One Martial Arts Gift Pack.

"Hmm? It's been a long time since a new mission appeared. Is it finally here?"

Lin Yuan's lips curled up; the System was sending another gift pack.

"The match begins!"

As the host's announcement faded, Feng Yihang immediately knelt and prostrated himself on the ground.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment. What was this, a market gathering? Wasn't this a life-and-death battle? Why was he kneeling right away?

But in the next second, fine animal fur began to sprout all over Feng Yihang's body, mottled and patchy, even covering his head.

In an instant, Feng Yihang transformed into a half-man, half-beast monster. Judging by the mottled pattern of the fur, it should be a cheetah.

A series of low cheetah growls emanated from Feng Yihang's mouth, chilling the soul, fully revealing the aura of a mid-stage Seventh Tier expert.

"Spotted tabby cat, stop your damn yowling! If you want to fight, hurry up! You're disgusting..."

Lin Yuan scornfully curled his lips. Feng Yihang, a grown man wearing leopard print, was truly sickening to him...

Hearing this, Feng Yihang became instantly enraged. He roared, his four paws suddenly exerting force, and his figure immediately became elusive. It truly lived up to the Cheetah Ability; its speed had reached this level.

Lin Yuan, however, remained standing with his hands behind his back, making no move. Even though the opponent's speed was pushed to the extreme, under the observation of his powerful divine sense, there was nowhere to hide.

Feng Yihang used his speed to create an afterimage in front of Lin Yuan, then suddenly appeared behind him, swinging his pair of leopard claws alternately.

Two streams of eight purple light blades, struck out by the leopard claws, immediately materialized in the space. As soon as the light blades formed, they silently sliced toward Lin Yuan's back.

As Lin Yuan seemed about to be engulfed by the light blades, a trace of cruelty and disdain appeared in Feng Yihang's eyes.

But in the next second, a chill ran down his spine, because his eight purple light blades had passed right through Lin Yuan's figure, slicing toward the protective barrier at the edge of the arena.

"Not good! It's an afterimage too!"

Feng Yihang never expected that Lin Yuan's speed would actually be faster than his own speed enhanced by the ultimate speed ability. He hadn't noticed when Lin Yuan created the afterimage at all.

Just then, a sharp aura came from behind him. Feng Yihang turned back abruptly, and a silver light blade sliced toward him head-on—it was Lin Yuan's Space Dimensional Slash arriving.

The Space Dimensional Slash ignored space and defense, directly striking Feng Yihang's head. No matter how fast he was, he could not escape the lock of the Space Dimensional Slash.

Boom!!

Feng Yihang's slender cheetah body was directly sliced away, crashing into the protective barrier.

After falling to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but his life was not in danger.

"Hmm? He actually took my Space Dimensional Slash head-on and is fine? That's unscientific,"

Lin Yuan was puzzled.

"His ability should be the Shadowless Cheetah Ability, at least S-Rank. This ability grants extreme speed, and every ten seconds, it can grant immunity to a fatal attack. Every time it immunizes an attack, his speed increases by 30%, making it impossible to lock onto his position. It's extremely perverse,"

Chu Yunfeng spoke up to remind him.

"Holy crap! Does this guy have the famous sword Siming? And one with a ten-second cooldown? Infinite speed stacking, you're really going all out! You're not holding back at all!"

Lin Yuan was instantly speechless. He hadn't encountered an S-Rank ability user opponent before; he didn't expect it to be this monstrous.

Just then, beneath Feng Yihang's four leopard legs, a massive domain spanning two hundred meters unfolded, and the space immediately plunged into a dreamlike, illusory purple hue.

Feng Yihang's figure suddenly vanished, and the space was filled with afterimages he left behind. Even Lin Yuan's divine sense struggled to keep up with the opponent's speed.

"Isn't Feng Yihang too monstrous? He's fine even after being struck on the head by the opponent's attack, and his speed is insane once his domain is active!"

"Yeah, you can't hit him, and even if you do, you can't kill him. He really is a troublesome opponent. I wonder how this young Grandmaster will cope."

"I think this young man is in danger. He shouldn't have agreed to Feng Yihang's life-and-death battle. Now he's going to lose his life for nothing..."

The audience watched Feng Yihang's maneuvers and began to discuss animatedly, with no one favoring Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan glanced at the surrounding afterimages and sneered, "The S-Rank Shadowless Cheetah Ability is powerful, but compared to my SSS-Rank Space Ability, you are still too green. No matter how fast you are, don't you still exist within space?"

Lin Yuan's silver ninth-tier magic cube suddenly appeared in his hand and he threw it out directly. The cube instantly enveloped the entire arena space, resembling a silver cage that covered the world.

"Enclose him!"

Lin Yuan's indifferent voice emerged.

The silver cage instantly shrank. Feng Yihang's figure immediately appeared in a corner of the stage. He was now firmly trapped by the silver cage, unable to move in the slightest.

"How is this possible? How could you locate me? No one can pinpoint my position at my speed!"

Feng Yihang roared in disbelief.

"Do you know what it means to be a frog in a well? There are far too many people stronger than you in this world. Just because you're S-Rank, you think you're invincible? Weren't you fast? Show me you can be even faster! You said you couldn't be killed? Then I'd like to see if I can kill you!"

Lin Yuan said disdainfully. What was 'crushing' someone? This was it—lifting them up and beating them severely. Can your ten-second cooldown block this?

"No, no, no! Don't kill me, I was wrong! I was ordered by someone. As long as you spare me, I'll immediately tell you who ordered me!"

Feng Yihang knew he had no chance of turning the tide. He immediately reverted to his human form, kneeling on the ground and begging.

"Spare you? What a nice thought! This was the life-and-death battle you proposed. Weren't you just saying I would surely die? Why aren't you saying that now? I said at the very beginning that I'm not interested in the people behind you. Whoever comes will die, it doesn't matter. Now, you can die!"

As Lin Yuan finished speaking, he suddenly clenched his right palm. Feng Yihang's body instantly folded like a mobile phone into a flip screen.

Crack, crack!

The sound of bones shattering echoed, particularly gruesome. The inversely folded Feng Yihang immediately let out a piercing scream.

Clearly, he had dodged the fatal damage from being folded this time. But in the next second, the swimming dragon sword was drawn from Lin Yuan's hand.

"Let's see if you die this time?! Go!!"

The long sword in Lin Yuan's hand was suddenly flung out, like an arrow leaving a bowstring, instantly piercing Feng Yihang's heart and pinning him directly onto the protective barrier.

Blood slowly trickled down the protective barrier. Feng Yihang's eyes were wide open, and blood continuously overflowed from his mouth.

"Lin Yuan... the person who ordered me to kill you is... Ah!!"

Before dying, Feng Yihang clearly intended to betray the mastermind, but before he could finish speaking, his head instantly exploded, and the scene immediately became bloody.

The audience erupted in an uproar...

"Amazing! This young man is simply a monster. He pinned an S-Rank ability user who was only a mid-stage Seventh Tier dead with just one sword strike. That's too brutal!"

"Feng Yihang deserved to die! He actually dared to come to the Genius Hegemony Tournament to kill people, only to be killed in return. He got what he deserved!"

"This is the true representative of the Great Xia geniuses—young, powerful, decisive in killing. A powerhouse like this will definitely bring glory to our Great Xia when he enters the Black Abyss in the future!"

"I announce! The winner of this match is the Military Department's Lin Yuan!"

As the host announced the result, the venue erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Lin Yuan swallowed Feng Yihang's soul body in one gulp. His expression remained unchanged as he walked off the stage, returned to the Military Department's spectator area, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

In the spectator area of the Mercenary Guild, Chen Haobei and the others were gritting their teeth.

"I didn't expect this brat to have grown to this extent, even defeating a genius from the Reincarnation Cult. And that bitch Mu Qianqian is fine too. I still don't know who saved her,"

Chen Haobei gnashed his teeth.

"Godfather, don't worry, don't worry. Tomorrow he will die by my hand!"

Beside Chen Haobei, a defiant youth spoke up.

The youth's face was pale, his pair of eerie red pupils fixed on Lin Yuan. He licked his dry lips with a scarlet tongue...