Chapter 221 Long Ming V/S Ling Yuan
According to Long Ming, there should be five rounds before the final round comes. And for now, three rounds have been ended. But Long Ming was satisfied to see that there were still ? of Four Seasons Valley disciples remaining.
In the fourth round, Long Ming and Mu Qinglian drew blank plaques. Ming Yuexin faced Lin Xie and Shui Huan faced Chen Yin.
Similarly, the other sect disciples also faced their own disciples. After all, only 100 of the participants remained. And even if someone lost in the fourth round, their name appeared on the ranking list of the top 100.
Naturally, Ming Yuexin won against Lin Xie. As for the match of Shui Huan and Chen Yin, It was a tough fight as both of them gave their best.
However, Chen Yin still won thanks to her superior cultivation.
Long Ming then watched?with interest as he saw the match of?Chen Yin against Xu Jian,
As the son of the Sect Master of Six Sword Pavilion, his natural talent was too high. It didn't take much before he defeated her. Long Ming ad to admit that in terms of pure sword techniques, Six Sword Pavilion is better than Four Seasons Valley's sword technique.
But then, The Four Seasons Valley's techniques could yield greater power at peak comprehension, so no need to worry about that.
However, Then, Long Ming's eyes narrowed as he saw Shui Huan coughing a mouthful of blood as she held her saber, standing on the edge of the stage.
" Hmph, The strength of the Four Seasons Valley is simply so-so." A girl spoke in a haughty tone as she waved her sword. Long Ming she supposed to be a Core Disciple of Sky Martial Tower.
" Just give up and I won't beat you too much. Else…"
" Else what? You think just because you asked me to forfeit, you think I will?" Shui Huan snorted as she raised her saber in defiance.
" Shui Huan, You can do it! Just follow your heart!" Long Ming took a deep breath as he shouted. Shui Huan's body trembled as she could hear Long Ming's voice.
Clenching the hilt, Shui Huan could feel a strange humming sound from her saber as she tried to feel it more.
Long Ming's words kept resonating in her heart as if paving the way to a new door. As the woman of Sky Martial Tower tried to execute her finishing move, Shui Huan's eyes opened as she moved her saber.
*ROAAAR!*
Unlike the gentleness and sharpness of the sword, her saber cried out with a powerful tyranny. Like a lurking tiger jumping out from the bust, attacking its prey, Shui Huan's saber erupted with a vicious and powerful aura.
The disciple of Sky Martial Tower was alarmed as she tried to block the sudden attack, but Shui Huan pressed forth.
" Go forth! Face my saber intent!"
Shui Huan shouted as a giant flaming saber materialized, falling on her opponent.
"Damn it! You forced me to do this!"
The disciple of Sky Martial Tower snorted as she pulled out an arrow and threw it at Shui Huan.
Suddenly, the arrow blinked as a terrifying light covered it. Breaking the saber intent of Shui Huan, it shot toward Shui Huan at an alarming speed.
However, at that moment Shui Huan vanished as she appeared right outside the stage.
Xia Yuqing snorted as she looked at the elder overseeing the match. " I thought killing the opponents was prohibited in the tournament?"
" Well, Interfering in a match is also prohibited, Sect Master Xia." Zheng Li appeared as he spoke coolly.
" Hmph, We withdraw from this match." Xia Yuqing spoke as she rubbed the head of Shui Huan. " You did well, Child."
" En, I am sorry, Sect Master."
" It's alright. It's better to lose than winning with underhanded methods." Xia Yuqing spoke.
" A win is a win, Sect Master Xia." Zheng Li snorted. " The fancy words you are speaking are only for the weak."
" Well, I thank Elder Zheng for the reminder." Long Ming stood beside Xia Yuqing as he smiled.
" However, Elder Zheng, Remember it. A cultivator dies when they got killed." Long Ming smiled.
" It's not like disciples of Sky Martial Tower are immortal, right?"
" Hmph, If you have guts, try to harm them." Zheng Li snorted.
" Elder Zheng, One must not wish casually." Long Ming grinned. " Who knows? You might get it?"
Xia Yuqing's face remained calm as she took back Long Ming and Shui Huan.
" Shui Huan, You did well." Long Ming smiled. " Also, Congratulations, You have comprehended the saber intent."
" It's all thanks to you, Senior Brother." Shui Huan smiled." Alas, I lost this match."
" That should be a Noble grade Golden Arrow Talisman, containing the sharpness of Dao of Archery. It could be only created by a dying Dao Refining Realm cultivator's essence."
" Well, that sounds expensive," Long Ming clicked his tongue. " Sky Martial Tower already started to show its aggressiveness, huh?"
" You have to be careful, Long Ming." Xia Yuqing warned. " I don't care if you win or not. However, nothing must happen to you or Qinglian."
" If you feel any grave dangers, withdraw without thinking anything else."
Long Ming saw the concerned look of Xia Yuqing as he smiled. " Yes, Master, I understand."
" However, I can't withdraw as the question is now on the dignity and pride of Four Seasons Valley."
" Therefore, How about you give me some special prize, Master?" Long Ming grinned.
" Special prize?" Xia Yuqing was startled. " Hmm, You are right. Maybe I should take you inside the true treasury of our sect where you can choose some weapons for lifetime use."
" Well, I don't have such lofty aspirations, Master." Long Minh shook his head. " I mean, I don't want those treasures."
" No treasures? Then what do you want?" Xia Yuqing became confused.
" Hehe, I think Master guessed that already." Long Ming's cheeky grin became wider as he gazed at Xia Yuqing.
Suddenly, rosey clouds rose on Xia Yuqing's cheeks as she stamped her feet out of shame and anger. " You-You! Shameless! Vulgar! Pervert!"
" What is it, Master?" Long Ming shrugged. " I didn't even say anything. Are you assuming something dirty?"
" How could I have raised such a rascal like you?" Xia Yuqing felt her blood going to be evaporate from anger.
" Anyway, Master, You should give me such rewards to keep me motivated, you know?" Long Ming grinned as he turned around. " Although I am not asking anything for now… You better prepare a little gift for me, Master."
Xia Yuqing looked at Long Ming's back as she sighed. ' Mm, if he wins, Should I let him massage me once again? Or taking bath with him…'
" Wait! What the hell I am thinking?" Xia Yuqing hurriedly shook her head as she almost slapped herself.
" Damn it! Rascal! Demon!"
" Elder Sister, Who are you cursing?" Meng Zhi looked at Xia Yuqing as she asked in confusion.
" Errm… I was… Nothing. Nothing at all." Xia Yuqing calmed her heart as she spoke.
As time passed, Luo Yingying, Lin Xie and Chen Yin finally met worthy opponents and got their respective ranks in the top thirty list.
Long Ming looked at his plaque as he saw a familiar figure on the stage.
" Haha! How fortunate! How fortunate!" Ling Yuan laughed loudly as he looked at Long Ming. " At last, Brother Long. We found a perfect stage to compare our strengths."
" Well? Why Brother Ling is getting so excited?" Long Ming got on the stage as he opened his paper fan. " I am just a humble scholar after all."
" Well, I don't care if you are a scholar or an idiot." Ling Yuan held his sheathed sword as he smiled. " As long you can fight with me, I will fight."
" Then, It can't be helped, Brother Ling." Long Ming snapped the paper fan close as it covered with a bright ray of mesmerizing Fragrant Yin Qi, turning into a sword made of aura.
Ling Yuan also raised his sword which was still inside the scabbard. The crowd felt the situation amusing as if they were performing some sort of comedy.
However, their expression changed when both of them vanished from their position as their strange weapons collided.
"CLANG CLANG CLANG*
Like real swords clashing against each other, the sound and the force behind it made the air churn around it. Both Ling Yuan and Long Ming used basic Foundation Sword Arts.
However, each of their moves was swift, sharp, and deadly beyond anything.
Ling Yuan's sword represented pure battle power as if an experienced sword master using his sword to kill myriads of enemies.
Meanwhile, Long Ming's sword was swift and elegant, like an immortal doing a sword dance above the clouds.
Within a few breaths of time, they already exchanged a hundred moves. Ling Yuan kicked the ground as he jumped behind, looking at Long Ming with glee.
" Well, I expected nothing less from you, Brother Long." Ling Yuan looked at Long Ming as he held his sword in a peculiar manner.
" However, Now I am going to get serious."
He clenched the hilt of the sword, prepared to pull it at any moment.
" How amusing, I am also going to be serious as well."
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