Realization

Liu Feng knew the moment he laid his eyes on the slash that was slowly inching closer, that he couldn't dodge. 

This sudden power stopped him from moving his legs. But he could raise his spear and battle though. And that he did. 

"Flowing Cloud Spear Art! Sixth Form!"

The smell of blossoms filled the sky, and the sight of cherry blossoms covered Shen Qiang's sight. But still, the manifestation of the general above was not fazed. 

Liu Feng could see through the blossoms, and the general's eyes unblinking, locked onto him. But the sword that was coming down, trying to cut him, met resistance.

Lu Feng's spear became flexible, bending around the sword, trying to neutralize it. Around him, all these blossoms tried to stop the sword from advancing any further. 

And Liu Feng wasn't at a total disadvantage. He was in the seventh layer of the Soul Evolution Stage while Shen Qiang was in the eighth.