Chapter 12: A Sword, a Blade
quiet forest."Huh"Suddenly, Su Xin's expression shifted. Through the command seal, he could sense that three geniuses had appeared near him at the same time.And the four geniuses also obviously discov..."Commanding the Sword Order You, you don't deserve it!"
The sudden sound caused everyone on the school grounds to fall silent. All eyes then turned towards the sword-wielding boy near the central area of the schoolyard.
"Are you Su Xin"
"Young Master"
Most people on the scene wore expressions of astonishment.
Su Xin, having also passed through the first round's "Raindrops," was one of the ten people who entered the second round. Everyone present had already noticed his existence.
Although Ke Su merely possesses the cultivation of the ninth level of Zhenwu Realm, his entry into the second round surprised many. However, the Ke family members had no expectations for him whatsoever.
Just like Zhao Ling said earlier about challenging the whole field alone, Su Qinghong and his group only had four people joining forces. They didn't even intend to call up Su Xin.
Because someone at only the ninth level of Zhenwu realm, under normal circumstances, wouldn't be able to help much.
Now, even with the four of them working together, they were easily defeated by Zhao Ling. Only Su Xin remained, and he dared to come out
"This Su Xin, isn't he looking for death"
Zhao Qing, at the edge of the schoolyard, saw this scene and couldn't help but have red light in her eyes.
He actually hoped that Su Xin would recklessly act, so his older brother could then take the opportunity to avenge him.
"Su Xin, you're no match for him. You should retreat." Su Yuning, whose face was pale and who had already retreated to the edge, spoke in a voice that lacked its usual confidence.
As Su Xin's cousin, and someone who was once very close to him, even though their relationship had grown distant after what happened three years ago, Su Yu Ning still didn't want Su Xin to make a futile attempt.
"Su Xin" Zhao Ling looked down upon Su Xin with disdain, shaking her head. "If it were three years ago, you might have barely qualified as my opponent, but now..."
Su Xin ignored the gazes of the people around him. He took a step forward, and he didn't even glance at Zhao Ling. Instead, his cold eyes stared at the four people gathered behind Zhao Ling.
These four were exactly the four True Martial Tenfold Realm disciples who had chosen to withdraw after entering the second round from the Gatekeeper faction.
"What's Su Xin thinking What does he want to do" The expressions of the four people were a little strange.
"To fight four enemies alone" Su Xin pondered.
The next moment...
Here it is!
Sword drawn!
Su Xin's figure was like flowing light, instantly crossing dozens of meters and appearing before the four people.
The long sword swung, and a breathtakingly beautiful and dazzling sword light appeared out of thin air.
"Who's here for us"
"Are you sick"
These four True Martial Tenth Stage experts were all taken aback, their expressions filled with astonishment.
All four of them have already withdrawn from the competition, Su Xin actually made a move against them
"This sword!"
Of the four, one who was a powerful martial arts master of the True Martial Tenth Realm suddenly changed his expression, "Be careful!!"
He roared with fury, and the other three men, sensing the extraordinary power of that sword strike, immediately sprang into action to block it.
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
The sound of the sword piercing flesh nearly rang out at the same time, and Su Xin's figure had already appeared behind the four.
The four of them had fear in their eyes, some even with mouths agape. They only felt a sharp pain in their chests, and at the same time they could see blood sprinkling from their front.
Phew!
All four of them flew backward at the same time, their breath instantly weakening.
One sword strike, four martial arts masters at the tenth level of True Martial Realm, instantly grievously injured!
At this moment, Su Xin had already turned around. His icy eyes, like those of a death god, stared at Zhao Ling. His cold words were uttered from his mouth, as frigid as ice.
"Zhao Ling, draw your sword!"
"Show off your swordsmanship!"
"Give it your all!"
"
Give it your all, use every trick you have to fight me!
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"Because, after this battle, you will die!!"
……
Silence!
The once bustling martial arts arena, which had gathered thousands of people, was now eerily silent!
Everyone stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with disbelief, at the young figure in the center of the schoolyard.
One sword strike, instantly severely injuring four True Martial Tenth Realm experts!
What kind of skill is this
And be aware, just now, Zhao Ling single-handedly fought against four people, and in the end, with just one sword strike, she defeated Su Qinghong and his three companions.
Zhao Ling used a single sword.
And now, Su Xin only uses one sword
Even Su Xin's sword strike was noticeably cleaner and more decisive.
Adding to what Su Xin said...
"Draw your sword!"
"Show off your swordsmanship!"
Give it your all!
Using all one's skill and strength, doing everything possible...
"In this battle, you will die!!"
At this moment, all the members of the Su family were deeply moved.
Immediately following, these members of the Su family, whose hearts had just been shattered by Zhao Ling's power and were utterly hopeless, were reignited!
"Su Xin!"
Everyone on the scene turned to look at Su Xin again.
On the stands, Su Bai Chen, Second Elder Su Tie Tong, and even Yuan Qing from the Chi Long Lou all cast their gazes towards Su Xin.
He has already become the absolute focus of this grand competition!
"Just now that sword..."
Zhao Ling frowned slightly. He knew the strength of the four guests who were all at the tenth level of Zhenwu Realm. Although there wasn't someone as powerful as Su Qinghong, a peak tenth-level expert, among them, their combined strength was still formidable. To injure all four with a single sword strike, even he wouldn't find it easy.
It seems I underestimated you.
Zhao Ling finally looked at Su Xin with a serious expression, her demeanor a little more solemn than before.
Su Xin's just-now sword strike has already proven his skill.
"That's a little more interesting," Zhao Ling smiled, at the same time slowly drawing her sword from behind her.
He drew his sword!
"Draw your sword right away"
"Don't be ridiculous, Su Xin just displayed strength that was no less than his. Of course he has to draw his sword!"
People around were discussing, but soon everyone fell silent.
Everyone held their breath and watched.
In the center of the schoolyard, Su Xin and Zhao Ling stood facing each other, separated by dozens of meters. Su Xin held a sword, while Zhao Ling gripped a knife, their gazes locked in fierce confrontation.
Whew!
A gentle breeze swept through, and the next moment...
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures moved simultaneously.
Two phantom figures, as if suddenly vanished, collided like two shooting stars.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar shook the hearts of those nearby.
In the center of the courtyard, Su Xin and Zhao Ling stood with one lowering their body on horseback and the other in a bow shape. Their long swords and battleaxes collided head-on, unleashing terrifying force that exploded through their bodies, rippling out into the surrounding air, causing a series of piercing sonic booms.
The ground beneath their feet was gradually cracking, with fissures spreading out like veins. The terrifying force even caused the stones at their feet to tremble and float in the air.
Moments later, both figures were simultaneously knocked back.
No sooner had their feet touched the ground than BOOM!
Yet another fierce blast erupted, and the blades in their hands clashed once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Terrifying crash after crash echoed through the air.
No frills, no artistry, just the insane collision of brute force!
Head-on collision!!
Each impact, a terrifying clash of power, would compress and crush, causing the ground below to erupt in fissures and whipping winds that swept across all directions.
In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of violent collisions.
"What an amazing speed!"
"What a terrifying power!"
"This power doesn't seem like something a True Martial Realm cultivator could unleash!"
The battlefield periphery had long since been in utter uproar.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Su Xin's maidservant, Hong Shan, seeing her young master unleash such terrifying power, couldn't help but shout excitedly in astonishment.
"Su Xin!!"
"Su Xin!!"
The younger generations of the Su family also roared in unison.
They had long forgotten the events of three years ago, and the fact that the Su family had fallen from grace. Now, in their eyes, Su Xin was carrying the pride and glory that lay deep within the bones of their Su family. As he fought fiercely with Zhao Ling on the stage, displaying a power that completely humbled them!
After all, this world is ruled by the strong!
"Too strong!"
"One doesn't even need to personally experience it, just listening to the sounds from the side is enough to completely gather oneself at the level of a peak Stage Ten expert!"
Su Qinghong, Su Yuning and the other two who had been defeated by Zhao Ling before stood together, their eyes wide with shock as they watched the two figures clash frantically on the field.
Only now did they truly feel the terrifying power of Zhao Ling.
Before Zhao Ling fought them, she didn't use her full strength at all.
However, Zhao Ling's strength was powerful, his power and might so awe-inspiring that they could at least understand.
What do you think
“A Zhenwu Ninth Heaven Realm, a pure confrontation of strength, was actually not inferior to this Zhao Ling” Su Qinghong’s head was a little dazed.
He didn't know that Su Xin was indeed only at the peak of the Ninth Realm of True Martial Arts, but after practicing the inherited martial arts, his spiritual energy burst out and was already comparable to that of an ordinary Tenth Realm of True Martial Arts. Most importantly, it was still his bloodline power!
The power of the bloodline, a supreme bloodline tier, surged forth, and Su Xin's strength instantly skyrocketed to terrifying levels, completely surpassing the peak of the tenth realm.
Boom!
It was another terrifying head-on collision, and the two figures finally stopped.
Separated by dozens of meters, they faced each other, their bodies still radiating terrifying spiritual energy.
"A True Martial Ninth Layer realm cultivator, able to clash with me head-on dozens of times without falling behind at all, Su Xin, you indeed possess some capability!"
Zhao Ling's voice was cold and echoed across the schoolyard.
If at first Zhao Ling didn't take Su Xin, a genius imprisoned in the Demon Sealing Prison for three years, seriously, then after seeing Su Xin severely injure four disciples of the Gatekeeper Sect, all at the tenth level of True Martial Realm, with a single sword, Zhao Ling felt incredibly surprised and began to look at Su Xin with 'new respect'.
Now, Zhao Ling has completely regarded Su Xin as a true rival.
There's no need to say anything else, just the fact that he can stand toe-to-toe with him even though his cultivation is only at the ninth level of Zhenwu Realm, without being pushed back in the slightest when they clash head-on... That alone makes him worthy of being considered his opponent.
"Suchin!"
Next, I will begin to wield my swordsmanship.
"A True Martial Ninth Heaven realm cultivator could actually force me to use my swordsmanship. Just for that, you can already be proud."
Zhao Ling's voice continued to ring out.
Hearing this, the many Su family elites and descendants who were watching from the sidelines, their hearts filled with surprise and anticipation at Su Xin's strength, all felt a tremor within them.
Only then did they remember that Zhao Ling had previously cleared the eleventh floor of Zhenwu Pavilion. His skills had long since reached an extremely high level.
Then, how strong must his swordsmanship be
Can Su Xin still contend with him
"How's the knife skills"
I'd love to see
Su Xin sneered, his long sword pointing at Zhao Ling from afar.
Wow!
Zhao Ling then drew her sword in an instant.
…… was not much different from his. With the defensive swordsmanship, he couldn't defeat Su Xin head-on even in forty or fifty breaths, let alone thirty.And Su Xin said this clearly to mock him.This tim...