Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 571: Chapter 569 Growth of the Young Generation_1

”So, you don’t dare?”

Seeing Ling Chen’s expression, Duanmu Ci assumed his opponent was unprepared. He secretly sighed in relief; perhaps he could actually win.

”You make the first move!”

His surprised expression vanished as Ling Chen said calmly.

”Alright!”

Duanmu Ci took a deep breath, a flicker of irritation in his heart. He was, after all, a genius of the younger generation. Yet, Ling Chen’s gaze clearly showed no regard for him. It doesn’t matter, he thought. Once I win, we’ll see if he still has any right to be so arrogant.

BAM!

The lake water erupted as Duanmu Ci shot towards Ling Chen. Midway, gripping his Twin Swords, he swung them in two half-circles, one to the left and one to the right, unleashing powerful attacks.

”Twin Jiaolong Rising!”

Duanmu Ci immediately used a killing move. His Twin Swords erupted with a seemingly tangible light, from which two massive, ferocious figures charged out—a pair of Jiaolong, intertwined and spiraling forward.

HISSS!

ROAR!

The roars of the two Jiaolong intertwined, their momentum soaring sky-high.

”What a powerful killing move! Ordinary people couldn’t possibly withstand it.”

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Ling Chen, wondering how he would counter.

Too weak!

Ling Chen shook his head. The Thunder Shadow Sword unsheathed as he casually swung it.

ROAR!

A Giant Dragon materialized out of thin air. With a mere snap of its claws, it tore the two Jiaolong in half, causing them to disintegrate.

Not good!

Duanmu Ci’s face turned ashen. He crossed his swords defensively.

BOOM!

Like an ordinary person caught in a tsunami, Duanmu Ci spat out fresh blood and was sent flying backward, utterly powerless to resist.

”What? He couldn’t even block one move?”

Many people stared, their mouths agape, utterly dumbstruck.

While they thought Ling Chen was more likely to win, they never imagined Duanmu Ci wouldn’t withstand even one of his moves. Most had assumed that even if Ling Chen won, it wouldn’t be easy. They expected the fight to last more than twenty moves, considering Duanmu Ci’s proven strength and his top-ten ranking on the Young Master List, which was already quite impressive.

”Impressive!”

Everyone was thoroughly convinced of Ling Chen’s prowess. Just when they had doubted if he could maintain his position, Ling Chen had given them a definitive answer.

How could he have improved so quickly?

The Gentleman of the Wind had also arrived, his expression somewhat grim. His main objective in coming to Nine Dragons Lake had been to defeat Ling Chen, and he had been quite confident. However, after witnessing the battle between Ling Chen and Duanmu Ci, he fell silent and hesitated. Duanmu Ci had displayed strength not significantly weaker than his own, yet he hadn’t lasted a single move against Ling Chen.

He estimated he might withstand one move, but three at most would lead to certain defeat.

Nearby, Yin Zongli’s expression was even more somber. He was now thoroughly outmatched by Ling Chen; reclaiming his honor by himself was impossible. He could only rely on his second uncle.

”So this is Dustless’s true strength.”

Young Master of Myriad Dao and Feng Piaoliu were also greatly shocked. They had only heard of Dustless by name and hadn’t expected his reputation to be so well-deserved; this man was indeed a figure second only to the Four Outstanding Talents.

His swordsmanship... why does it feel familiar?

Feng Piaoliu pondered. He felt that Ling Chen’s swordsmanship was somehow familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Of course, I might just be overthinking it.

This man is too strong. He’s not on the same level as us, Young Master of Myriad Dao thought, shaking his head.

I didn’t expect such a formidable individual to appear so early on. Things are getting chaotic. In that case, I should make my move too, Feng Piaoliu mused.

Feng Piaoliu drew the Treasure Sword from his waist and, with a leap, landed on the icy lake.

”Yin Zongli, come out!”

The one Feng Piaoliu intended to challenge was indeed Yin Zongli, ranked ninth on the Young Master List.

Damn it, he’s actually challenging me, Yin Zongli fumed internally.

He had anticipated that someone would challenge him this time. Ling Chen had severed one of his arms, and although it had been reattached, its flexibility was greatly diminished, and his strength had suffered significantly.

But for a mere junior to dare challenge him, an elder, was simply an outrageous show of disrespect.

”Li’er, don’t force yourself,” Yin Tianxi said with a frown.

”No matter, I can handle such a trivial affair.”

Yin Zongli waved his hand dismissively. With a flicker of movement, he too shot out and landed on the surface of Nine Dragons Lake.

”Yin Zongli, face my attack!”

Tapping his foot on the lake surface, Feng Piaoliu, without a word, flashed forward and engaged Yin Zongli in battle. Instantly, the glint of blades and swords filled the air, the lake water frequently parted by their clashes.

The battle lasted a full hundred moves. Throughout these exchanges, both combatants unleashed a relentless barrage of deadly techniques, each more thrilling and perilous than the last.

What? A mere junior can actually last this long against me? A storm raged in Yin Zongli’s heart. This Feng Piaoliu, just a youngster, actually possessed strength comparable to his own.

”Feng Piaoliu, if this is all the strength you possess, then you will undoubtedly lose this time!”

Yin Zongli leaped into the air, thrusting out both palms. Two ice dragons instantly roared forth, an aggressively terrifying cold spreading from them, threatening to shred anything caught in their path and then freeze the remnants into ice fragments.

It’s this move! Ling Chen’s pupils contracted. He had seen Yin Zongli use this technique before; its power was indeed formidable. With Feng Piaoliu’s current strength, I’m afraid it would be very difficult for him to block it.

SPURT!

Feng Piaoliu couldn’t fully withstand the force of this attack, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

”Is Feng Piaoliu going to lose?” the crowd exclaimed.

Believing he had successfully defeated Feng Piaoliu, a smirk touched Yin Zongli’s lips.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng Piaoliu looked up and said, ”Undoubtedly lose? I’m afraid you’re in for a surprise. This next sword strike of mine will defeat you.”

Arrogant! Still talking so much trash even when you’re about to lose, Yin Zongli thought, frowning. He believed Feng Piaoliu was just being stubborn in the face of defeat.

”You’ll soon find out whether I’m arrogant or not. Face my Absolute Kill sword strike!”

As he spoke, Feng Piaoliu’s aura underwent a dramatic transformation. He seemed to channel every last bit of his remaining strength into this single strike. For this sword, it was victory or death.

HAHA!

The Long Sword whistled through the air like a meteor, impossibly fast.

Yin Zongli had no time to react to this sword strike. He was struck and sent flying, violently spewing blood as he was thrown back seventy or eighty meters.

”Li’er!” Yin Tianxi’s expression changed drastically. He flashed forward, appearing behind Yin Zongli to support him.

How could I possibly lose? Yin Zongli’s face was a mask of devastation. The shock and anger overwhelmed him, and he promptly fainted.

After sealing Yin Zongli’s meridians, Yin Tianxi shot Feng Piaoliu a dark look before quickly carrying Yin Zongli away to treat his injuries.

”Who would have thought Feng Piaoliu was so terrifying? It seems we all underestimated him.”

”Indeed! Feng Piaoliu’s rate of growth is truly astounding. We were just saying that the younger generation hadn’t fully matured yet. It appears we were mistaken.”

The crowd was somewhat surprised by this outcome, and their perception of the younger generation had even begun to change.