Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"It's okay. I'll confiscate your abilities first. Just try your best to compete. If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for you."

As he spoke, Lin Feng used time to go back and restored both of them to a state without super powers.

As for the swordsmanship competition without any special abilities, Zhang Kuang can be said to be determined to win!

My divine swordsmanship is invincible in the world. I am the only one who kills people, and no one else has the right to kill me!

"In that case, let me show you my skills! Take it, little junior sister. I will use the Ultimate Sword Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!!!"

As he spoke, infinite sword intent burst out from Zhang Kuang's eyes, and the sword in his hand slowly pointed towards the sky. Countless sword shadows seemed to be real and contained infinite murderous intent!

Even though he doesn't have any special abilities now, Zhang Kuang has still achieved "I am the sword and the sword is me".

Swordman and swordman are one!

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!”

Thousands of sword shadows emanated from the void, and then merged into a giant sword with an overwhelming aura as if it could create the world!

"Junior sister! It's not too late for you to admit defeat now! My extreme swordsmanship has already reached the level of transcendence, and it's not shameful for you to lose to me..."

Before Zhang Kuang could finish his words, he was shocked silly the next second!

"Super Divine Swordsmanship—One Sword to Separate Worlds!!!"

Lin Xue immediately integrated the Ten Thousand Swords in One that he had learned with the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One. Then, Lin Xue thrust out ten thousand Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One within one second!

Ten thousand times ten thousand equals one hundred million. At an astonishing speed, one hundred million sword shadows condensed into a giant sword shadow that was ten thousand times more powerful than Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One!

"Pfft!!!"

The heaven-defying giant sword directly shattered Zhang Kuang's Wanjian Guiyi, and then stabbed Zhang Kuang in the stomach, causing him to spit out blood and fly out of the spaceship, almost dying on the spot!

"What the hell! This is even possible!!!"

There was despair in Zhang Kuang's eyes. In order to cultivate the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, he had worked hard for 30 million years before he finally achieved perfection!

Are you kidding me? A child has actually cultivated the Yi Yi Jian Qi. So has my 30 million years of hard work been in vain?

"What the hell is going on? The universe is yours, do whatever you want with it. Destroy it, quickly, I'm tired."

At that moment, Zhang Kuang closed his eyes in despair. It would take him 100 million years to heal from this blow.

The Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One that he was so proud of was not even one-tenth as good as others?

For Zhang Kuang, this humiliation was countless times more painful than being stabbed to death by someone.

"Come back, Xiao Kuang, are you still crazy this time?"

Lin Feng waved his hand and started the time reversal, and Zhang Kuang, who had flown out, returned to the spaceship intact.

And the broken spacecraft was restored to its original state.

"How's it going, little Kuang Kuang? Remember to call me Big Sister from now on! Hehehehe!"

Lin Xue stood there and grinned wickedly. Her smug expression was exactly the same as her father's.

"I know I was wrong. Master, there was nothing wrong with what you taught me. As expected, there are always people who are better than you. I forgot your teachings, otherwise I would be even stronger now."

Zhang Kuang knelt down with tears in his eyes and kowtowed to Lin Feng. He always thought that his swordsmanship was invincible in the world.

But today, when it comes to sword skills alone, he feels like he is nothing but trash.

"Seeing you so miserable, why do I suddenly feel better?"

Zhao Tong, who was standing by, saw Zhang Kuang being crushed, and the smile on his face was harder to suppress than AK.

After all, the only person he compared himself to before was Lin Xue, a kid from another family. Now, there was finally a top student, but he was also ruthlessly crushed.

It turns out that I'm not the only one who's trashy. Look at that Xiao Kuang, he seems to be even trashier than me.

How old is he after all? How many months old is Zhao Tong?

"Okay, Xiao Kuang, learn from your senior sister in the future. If you can learn even a tiny bit of what she does, you won't be beaten by Tu Tu."

Lin Feng restored their special abilities with a wicked smile. Although I, Lin Feng, don’t know swordsmanship, it doesn’t affect my ability to show off at all.

"Okay, Master, I understand. Senior Sister, how did you train the One Million Swords? Can you give me some pointers? If I can train the One Million Swords, I will be able to defeat Massacre."

Zhang Kuang no longer dared to be arrogant, and immediately began to ask questions and learn humbly.

Although Lin Xue is young, she is qualified to be my senior sister.

"Swordsmanship? Isn't that something that anyone with long arms can do? You do this first, then this, then this, and finally that, and it will be done, right?"

As she spoke, Lin Xue took the small wooden sword and once again formed billions of sword shadows.

To her, this problem seemed no different from one plus one equals two.

"what?"

Zhang Kuang looked at Lin Xue's actions, his expression was just like the confused cat in your emoticon package that could only say "ah".

Are you kidding me? What kind of cosmic joke are you playing on me?

Not to mention Lin Xue demonstrating it once, even if Lin Xue demonstrated it ten thousand times he wouldn't understand it.

This thing is like an old craftsman picking through a garbage dump in front of you and using a pile of scrap copper and iron to rub a nuclear reactor with his hands.

You know every part and every scrap, whether it is copper or iron. But when they are put together, you don't know what it is anymore.

But the master craftsman can make a small controllable nuclear reactor by hand, but if you were asked to rub it, you would never be able to make one even if you died of exhaustion.

"Why are you so stupid? Oh, you're so boring. It's as if you don't have a brain. I just taught Abe and he could learn it. Abe, don't you think so?"

Lin Xue was very dissatisfied with Zhang Kuang's performance. I have taught you so many times, why can't you learn it?

Lin Xue ran over and asked Abe, "If dogs can do it, why can't you do it?"

"what?"

Abe was also stunned when he heard the news, and then he stretched out his paws helplessly.

Abe said, "It's not that I can't learn it, it's just that I don't have long arms."

You can't blame me for this. It's not my fault that I don't have arms.

"After all, I still don't have enough talent. If I don't have enough talent, I will make up for it with hard work! The master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself!"

Zhang Kuang immediately began to practice the Yijianheyi with great effort. We all have one head on two shoulders. If you can learn it, then so can I.

"People who are more talented than you are still working hard. So what's the point of your efforts? Many times, if you don't work hard, you don't know what kind of garbage you are."

“There is no point in working hard, because the end of your efforts is the starting point for others. You might as well lie down, smoke a cigarette, drink a bottle of wine, and brag. Until that moment, you will find that you have taken decades less detours than others.”

Lin Feng blew out a smoke ring earnestly. Only now did he realize how pleasant it was to lie down and enjoy life.

Why do I care so much? Is it because my wives are not pretty? Or is it because the cigarettes are not good? Or is it because the wine is not fragrant anymore?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt that if he encountered something unfair, he should do something about it.

Lying down and not thinking about anything is the best mindset for longevity.

"Well, Master, you are right. I have worked hard to practice swordsmanship for 6 million years, but in the end I don't even have a wife. My life is such a failure..."

Zhang Kuang shed tears silently. I have worked so hard for so long but in the end, I got nothing.

If I had known this would happen, I would have gone out to pick up some girls while crying. That would have been much better than what I am doing now, right?