Ling Tian Sword God

”The ally token of the Rainbow Robe Association! And it’s a first-class ally token!”

At this point, not only Ling Feng and the others, but even Lan Xingling were taken aback.

If the identity token of the Green Mountain Association was not enough to completely clear Ling Chen of suspicion, then this first-class ally token of the Rainbow Robe Association was sufficient to dispel any doubts everyone had.

The Rainbow Robe Association is a top-tier genius faction in the world, and this first-class ally token is extremely rare, with only a few in all of the Nine Provinces Land.

No one could have anticipated that Ling Chen would have one.

Who exactly is this young man?

Dustless, a name that is utterly unfamiliar, and they have no impression of him whatsoever.

Ling Feng was very suspicious of the token. He snatched the Rainbow Robe Association ally token from Ling Chen’s hand and scrutinized it intently. Though he didn’t believe Ling Chen’s token was genuine, he had seen tokens from the Rainbow Robe Association and had to admit that Ling Chen’s token was indeed real.

”Young man, where did you get this token?”

Ling Feng gazed intently at Ling Chen.

”Where I got this token seems to have nothing to do with you.”

Ling Chen had no intention of engaging with him. It was evident the person was looking for trouble, which surprised him. How could the younger generation of the magnificent Swordsaint Family be so narrow-minded and short-sighted?

No wonder his father, Ling Tianyu, left the Swordsaint Family; it was indeed a very wise decision.

”I suspect that you obtained this token through improper means.” Ling Feng stared fixedly at Ling Chen, refusing to believe that an unknown person like Ling Chen could possess a first-class ally token of the Rainbow Robe Association.

This item is not something someone of Ling Chen’s status is qualified to have, because he doesn’t even have an identity.

”Enough! Ling Feng, stop it.”

Lan Xingling understood why Ling Feng was so hostile towards Ling Chen—it was simply because she had brought Ling Chen along, which stirred up Ling Feng’s jealousy.

”Indeed, Ling Feng, without evidence, you can’t make such assumptions.”

At this moment, another slightly older youth, about twenty-eight or nine years old, stepped forward, smiled, and said, ”The first-class ally token of the Rainbow Robe Association can only be issued by Liu Mengru, the leader of the Rainbow Robe Association. Who could possibly steal a first-class ally token from Liu Mengru?”

”Since this Brother Wuchen holds the tokens of both the Green Mountain Association and the Rainbow Robe Association, he surely can’t be a spy from the Witch Fiend Sect. There’s no need to doubt him.”

This older youth, like Ling Feng, was also a talented expert of the younger generation of the Ling Family, named Ling Hai. Ling Feng ranked fifteenth on the Northern list of the Hidden Dragon List, while Ling Hai was tenth, undoubtedly much stronger.

”Hmph! Seeing as everyone speaks for you, this time I’ll temporarily believe you.”

Ling Feng realized the situation was against him, and Ling Hai was giving him a way out. He coldly glanced at Ling Chen, ”But if I discover you have any suspicious actions, I’ll be the first to eliminate you.”

”Eliminate me?” Ling Chen raised an eyebrow. Even a clay figurine loses its temper at times. This guy really thought he was a pushover, treating him like a punching bag, so Ling Chen responded in kind, coldly smiling, ”I fear you don’t have the ability.”

”What did you say? I’ll cripple you right now!”

Ling Feng flared up in anger and was about to make a move, but Lan Xingling stopped him. She casually said, ”Forget it! If a real fight breaks out, it’s uncertain who would cripple whom.”

She had seen Ling Chen’s capabilities. She was aware of Ling Feng’s potential, though Ling Feng was a direct descendant of a talented Sword Saint Family, she deemed Ling Chen to be superior. In a real fight, Ling Chen had a higher chance of winning.

”What?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng’s vision darkened, almost fainting from anger. His beloved woman had just openly said he was not as good as someone else. Ling Feng was furious—him, a descendant of the Swordsaint Family among the Nine Great Families, raised among grandeur, was now being compared unfavorably against an unknown individual. How could he not be angry?

At this moment, he even thought about killing Ling Chen.

”Dustless, I challenge you to a duel!”

Never before had Ling Feng felt such a strong desire to prove himself. Being deemed inferior to Ling Chen by Lan Xingling was a huge humiliation for him.

To erase such an insult, he had to defeat Ling Chen in front of everyone, on this very stage!

”Why should I accept your duel?”

Ling Chen replied indifferently.

Ling Feng’s attitude left Ling Chen surprised. He had never seen anyone so petty before. The man’s disposition was narrow to an extreme, an oddity.

”This is a duel between men; you have to accept!”

Ling Feng’s voice was ominously low, and he was convinced Ling Chen was merely putting on a facade. In a duel, he would definitely reveal Ling Chen’s true nature, proving to Lan Xingling who truly deserves her.

”The loser must stay away from Ling’er forever, never approaching her again!”

Ling Feng continued in a severe tone.

”Ling Feng, enough!”

Lan Xingling could no longer tolerate this self-important individual’s antics, and she found his actions extremely repulsive.

”After all, we’re all friends. A duel would harm our camaraderie, so let’s just forget it.”

Ling Hai stepped forward again, playing the peacemaker role.

”No, today I must fight him.”

Ling Feng seemed like a rabid dog, determined to duel with Ling Chen, unwilling to let it go.

”Since Brother Feng is so insistent, how about this: you and Brother Wuchen can spar with each other, limited to three moves, instead of a duel. What do you think?”

At this moment, another white-clothed woman spoke up. She was clearly also a member of a prominent family, suggesting to everyone.

”I think this is a good suggestion.”

Ling Hai’s eyes lit up as he nodded. He knew Ling Feng’s temperament; his vindictive nature meant he would not rest until he fought Ling Chen. A duel could lead to wounds and disrupt harmony, so sparring was a much better option.

”Ling Feng, Brother Wuchen is not an enemy. A duel disrupts harmony, and we absolutely won’t allow it. Just spar three moves with Brother Wuchen, and let it go at that.”

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng reluctantly nodded. Since he couldn’t duel Ling Chen, sparring would suffice, as long as it allowed him to defeat Ling Chen on the spot.

”Dustless, you’re afraid to duel, but surely you won’t refuse sparring as well, will you?”

Ling Feng sneered, ”Don’t worry, I won’t do much to you. At most, I’ll just break one arm and one leg of yours, a little punishment as a lesson.”