Chapter 188 - You're too Weak

“Is that Lin Xuan, the youth who was driven out of Sword Pond Prefecture?”

For a time, the crowd buzzed with discussion.

“Humph, what’s there to be arrogant about for someone who’s been expelled from his own family?

He’s just trash!” Disciples from Golden Sword Sect and the Yuan Family sneered one after another.

Disciples from the Lin Feng branch also wore expressions of ridicule, “Spirit Sea Third Layer, so weak, he might actually get beaten to death.”

“It’d be best if he died, to save the Lin Family’s face!”

Lin Feng himself watched the square with a playful look, his eyes filled with indifference.

“Go Brother Xuan!”

Lin Xing’er and Lin Yu shouted loudly, cheering Lin Xuan on.

The two were the children of Second Master Lin, Lin Xuan’s cousins, and they had a very good relationship.

“Never thought you’d dare to show up?” Yan Si sneered coldly, “You’ve got guts, but that’s just too foolish!”

“Too much nonsense, just make your move already!” Lin Xuan’s face was grim.

“You!

Seeking death!”

Yan Si’s eyes widened in anger, and with a loud shout, his figure moved strangely, his longsword conjuring ten thousand streaks of sword light.

“Golden Snake Dance!”

It was as if myriad spiritual snakes emerged from their holes, eerie and venomous.

“So it’s that move, people from Golden Sword Sect really are ruthless!” Many martial artists whispered among themselves, a hint of wariness in their eyes.

Disciples of the Golden Sword Sect showed delight on their faces, “Using that move means that Lin Xuan is definitely done for!”

Yuan Hong also sneered.

She couldn’t wait for Lin Xuan to die right there and then.

Only Yan Hui frowned slightly; he had crossed swords with Lin Xuan and naturally knew his strength.

The sword light flickered, reaching Lin Xuan in an instant.

Lin Xuan did not dodge at all, quietly waiting.

“Ha ha, he’s been scared silly!” The people from Golden Sword Sect laughed wildly.

Yan Si also wore a vicious smile, he couldn’t believe that the legendary Lin Xuan would be so easily defeated.

Just as the sword tip was about to touch Lin Xuan, he suddenly moved.

Lin Xuan extended two fingers and lightly pinched them together.

The entire sky full of Spiritual Snake phantoms disappeared, as if they were forcibly erased.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, then they realized that Yan Si’s longsword was firmly pinched by Lin Xuan.

To find the true blade edge from so many sword shadows in an instant, Lin Xuan was indeed not simple.

Several elders in the audience nodded slightly.

“Impossible, how could you have found it?” Yan Si was shocked.

He had practiced the Golden Snake Sword Technique to sixty percent proficiency, and this Golden Snake Dance was his absolute skill.

Many martial artists of the same rank had been defeated by this very sword strike, yet Lin Xuan, a martial artist of the Spirit Sea Third Layer Heaven, had actually blocked it!

He didn’t know that Lin Xuan’s Purple Spirit Eyes could see through all illusions.

His sword technique, which he was so proud of, looked pitifully weak in Lin Xuan’s eyes.

“Is this your strength?” A curve appeared at Lin Xuan’s mouth.

“What a disappointment!”

Many martial artists looked at each other, Yan Si’s strength could certainly rank him in the forties on the Hidden Dragon List, which was very impressive indeed.

But now, Lin Xuan appeared extremely disappointed!

This was a real hit to the ego.

Yan Si trembled with rage; he was the second-in-command of the Golden Sword Sect, someone everyone feared on regular days.

And now, he was being looked down upon!

“You go to hell!”

A powerful aura surged from his body, indicating he was about to unleash his ultimate skill once again.

Lin Xuan’s fingers twisted, and a fierce line of thunder flowed down the longsword into Yan Si’s body, exploding violently.

“Ah——”

Yan Si was like he had been struck by thunder, his body rigid, unable to move.

His sword-holding right hand was even more charred black; he staggered two steps back.

Boom!

Lin Xuan reversed his longsword, hitting Yan Si’s chest with the hilt, sending him flying.

Thump!

Yan Si’s body landed a dozen meters away, twitching uncontrollably.

Buzz!

His longsword was thrown, clinking as it pierced into the cold ice on the ground, its blade continuously quivering.

“Too weak.

Is there no one who can fight?” Lin Xuan asked indifferently.

“You…

pfft!”

Yan Hui lay on the ground, and upon hearing these words, he spewed a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The crowd erupted into commotion, their gazes strangely fixed on Lin Xuan.

“With the Cultivation of the Spirit Sea Third Level, yet able to defeat a Martial Artist at Spirit Sea Fourth Level in one strike, his strength…

It must have reached the Peak of Spirit Sea Fourth Level, infinitely close to the Spirit Sea Fifth Level!”

Many elders from various forces sighed.

It seemed Sword Pond Prefecture was indeed a place that produced freaks.

First, there was Lin Feng who had comprehended Sword Intent, with strength incredibly off the charts, and now there was Lin Xuan, who could fight across levels.

“Hmph, this was supposed to be a sparring fight.

How could you be so ruthless!” an elder from Golden Sword Sect angrily said, “I think it’s necessary to teach you a lesson!”

“Oh dear, I must not have controlled my strength properly.

My apologies,” retorted Lin Xuan lightly.

“You!” The elder from Golden Sword Sect shook with rage.

These were the exact words Yan Hui had arrogantly spoken just moments ago, but Lin Xuan had now returned them, word for word!

“Good job, Brother Lin!”

Liu Yang had just finished regulating his body when he witnessed this scene and couldn’t help but cheer.

“Hmph!”

Second Master Lin also snorted coldly, the elder from Golden Sword Sect glared fiercely at Lin Xuan, then sat down furiously.

“I’ll go!”

A disciple from the Yuan Family stood up, his gaze baleful as he stared at Lin Xuan.

“It’s Yuan Li!

Number thirty-three on the Hidden Dragon List!” someone exclaimed.

“The kid named Lin is in danger now.

Each step forward on the Hidden Dragon List indicates a huge leap in strength.”

“Yuan Li is several times stronger than Yan Hui, and he’s also a Body Refining Martial Artist!”

The crowd was somewhat anxious, uncertain of the outcome of this battle.

The Ice and Snow Fairy looked at Lin Xuan with a hint of concern.

“Sister seems quite interested, huh!” Yue Xun said with a light laugh next to her.

This devilishly charming woman’s every gesture could tug at one’s heartstrings.

Her recent laugh had many Martial Artists secretly drooling.

“This Lin Xuan is very special.

I can’t quite see through him,” said the Ice and Snow Fairy.

Yue Xun was about to tease the Ice and Snow Fairy further when the always cold Leng Yidao suddenly spoke up.

“Lin Xuan is stronger than we thought.

Yuan Li is no match for him!”

“Oh, you think so?” The Moon Immortal’s face revealed an enchanting smile.

Leng Yidao shook his head and no longer spoke.

Yue Xun rolled her eyes at him; Leng Yidao had comprehended Sword Intent and his will was incredibly firm, completely unaffected by her Moon Soul Technique.

In the center of the square, Lin Xuan looked at Yuan Li and coldly spoke, “You are no match for me.”

“Arrogant!

Too arrogant!”

“Brother Li, teach him a lesson!” the disciples of the Yuan Family shouted one after another.

“Powerful Mountain!”

Yuan Li straightened his body, hands raised high, and then he smashed down vigorously.

A majestic mountain appeared in the air, as heavy as millions of pounds, as if it were a real mountain.

In an instant, the atmosphere was filled with a heart-pounding pressure, causing many Martial Artists’ Qi-Blood to circulate poorly.

“Fall!”

Yuan Li bellowed, hurling the massive mountain down.

The wind howled, the air seemed to be crushed, and the booming noise was unending.

Lin Xuan’s figure swayed and disappeared.

“What, he could actually escape the mountain’s lock?” The disciples from the Yuan Family were shocked.

Yuan Li also frowned; this was not an ordinary strike.

Any Martial Artist enveloped by the mountain would be confined in a small space, unable to escape.

However, Lin Xuan was clearly the exception.

Whoosh!

His figure flashed and materialized beside Yuan Li.

“Close-quarters combat?” Yuan Li laughed, as a Body Refining Martial Artist, close-quarters combat was his strength.

In his view, Lin Xuan’s action was akin to seeking death.

In the distance, the disciples from the Yuan Family sneered, “Fighting Brother Li in close quarters, such an idiot!”