Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

"Towering mountains upon mountains, swallowing the hills and rivers!"

Someone nonchalantly picked up the Mountain and River Fan and danced with it.

Spiritual Energy circulated rapidly within his body. With his current realm, being able to unleash thirty percent of the Mountain and River Fan's power was already his limit. The fan's ribs were a vivid emerald green, vibrant like a thriving tree, and simply holding it, one could feel its vitality.

The fan opened, its surface completely formed by a shimmering watery surface. Even the water manifested by the activation of the Magic Treasure emitted a gentle glow. The scene depicted on the water surface roared vividly, leaving all the disciples watching from the stage and the woman in the center of the Martial Arts Arena, who was just holding the upper hand, utterly dumbfounded.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in amazement.

"I knew it! I told you he wasn't that simple. Just last month he was flaunting this broken fan in front of me. Now do you believe it?"

Only Yan Fengchun was gloating over his misfortune.

Dealing with Jiang Feng daily, he naturally knew how many secrets this kid had hidden away, just trivial knowledge to him.

Just because Jiang Feng didn't like using Magic Treasures didn't mean he couldn't use them.

Because Magic Treasures always consumed a lot of Spiritual Energy and stamina, using them was a double-edged sword for someone with a lower realm. It could either directly defeat the opponent, or if it failed, it would leave him overwhelmed, consuming too much.

Therefore, he disliked using them.

The problem was.

It didn't mean he didn't possess them.

"Mountains roaring and seas raging!"

A demonic wind howled.

The once-powerful Pen of Splendor lost its former dominance in front of the Mountain and River Fan. The fan controlled the mountains and waters, and even the enemies Yun Xiyin meticulously detailed with ink were no exception. The ink pool in the center of the arena, meant to trap Jiang Feng, was utterly drained under this ferocious power!

The buff set by Yun Xiyin to trap Jiang Feng was now used against her. Even someone as composed as she was now panicking, her mind in turmoil.

"What? The Mountain and River Fan, how could he have this thing?"

Completely panicked.

For the first time, the situation was entirely out of her control, leaving her unsure of what moves to make next.

This was Jiang Feng's first time showing his true strength to others.

The Five Elements complete; this was an early assessment of Jiang Feng's physique. As early as Shuangfeng City, he had learned a huge variety of Cultivation Techniques encompassing all five elements but rarely used them.

Again, it's not that he couldn't; he just couldn't be bothered to use them.

He favored the Thunder Technique because it was the most destructive and powerful Taoism in the Five Elements Daoist Skill. But that didn't mean Jiang Feng couldn't do anything else.

Since the day he got the Mountain and River Fan, he essentially held onto it as he slept. It had been nearly two months since he had crushed Xuan Yinzi. During this time, he hadn't been idle. He had thoroughly researched the Mountain and River Fan, and though he had yet to fully unleash its power, it was showing its early sharpness.

Out of nowhere, rocks emerged from the ground. The Martial Arts Arena, spanning hundreds of meters, had its terrain altered under the influence of the Earth Rank Magic Treasure. Countless sharp, uneven rocks jutted up from underfoot, layer upon layer, attempting to completely trap Yun Xiyin.

The wind howled fiercely, every gust as sharp as a Wind Blade, scraping across her handsome visage and making it hard to stand firm.

Conditions severe and demeanor focused, the Demon Heart Technique was frantically operating within her.

The whole person stood like a vortex, wildly absorbing the power between heaven and earth, with unrefined Spiritual Energy continuously surging into his body, then rapidly refined and injected into the Mountain and River Fan in hand. If familiar with Jiang Feng, one would know that from the moment the Demon Heart Technique was employed.

It was his intention to decide the outcome of this battle.

"My senior brother is getting serious."

"From the very start, he was somewhat conservative and in a probing phase. Despite the Thunder Technique's immense power and cost, for him, these moves were insufficient to determine the victory. After all, he's facing Senior Sister Yun, a master at the Peak of Core Formation."

"But for my senior brother now, his decisive move isn't the Thunder Element entering the body, nor the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, but the Demon Heart Technique."

"Under the impetus of the Demon Heart Technique, the power of any Daoist Skill would increase by more than one level. If my senior brother were to use the Mountain and River Fan ordinarily, it certainly wouldn't possess its current power; even fully exerting himself, he might not even reach thirty percent."

"But seeing the stance now, the power unleashed by the Mountain and River Fan is likely no less than forty percent, an increase that, though only a mere ten percent over the baseline, is incredible for an Earth Rank Magic Treasure."

"In such a situation, he has given it his all. The fight hasn't even lasted an hour yet, and both sides have expended a great deal. Though Senior Sister Yun's realm is indeed higher, she's been using Magic Treasures and exquisite Daoist Skills from the start, and her energy expenditure is nothing short of high."

"If I'm not mistaken, in this next quarter of an hour, the situation should be entirely one-sided. But if Senior Sister Yun manages to withstand this most arduous quarter of an hour, my senior brother may..."

The pale-faced young girl muttered.

At first, she wanted to say "will lose," but on second thought, that was Jiang Feng, her senior brother; no matter what, he was unlikely to lose. Others might think this was her senior brother's last trump card, but she didn't think so.

Because she had been beaten by her own senior brother before, the strange weapon resembling a firearm was still fresh in her memory. To put it this way, if not for his mercy, the Country Liang might currently be grieving over the unfortunate early demise of the princess.

"He wasn't this powerful last time."

She murmured softly.