Chapter 190 - True Strength

Yan Hui moved as swiftly as a Spiritual Snake, swiftly dodging the Wind and Thunder Sword Wave.

He swiftly tapped the Golden Snake Sword on the ground, and a circle of golden ripples dispersed.

Now, he couldn’t get close to Lin Xuan and could only attack from a distance.

The ground trembled as if a giant dragon was rolling underneath.

Lin Xuan sensed the change beneath his feet and his body flew backward, light as a feather.

Boom, boom, boom—

The icy surface cracked, and a large Sword Qi condensed into a golden snake head, swallowing Lin Xuan in one gulp.

“Good!”

“Brother Yan Hui did great!” disciples from the Golden Sword Sect cheered.

“Could Lin Xuan have lost just like that?” other martial artists wondered in surprise.

The snake head, formed from Sword Light, emitted strands of Sword Qi that stabbed at Lin Xuan.

“Humph, break for me!”

Lin Xuan’s Autumn Trace Sword sliced through the air, emitting a burst of bluish-gold Sword Qi, like a peerless blade.

Sizzle, sizzle!

A dazzling light shone as the Wind and Thunder Sword Qi pierced through the phantom of the Spiritual Snake, tearing a slit.

Like the sun piercing through the clouds, the crack instantly widened.

An explosive force burst forth, tracing an arc of Sword Qi tens of meters long in the air.

Not only was the Spiritual Snake split open, but a long crack also formed across the entire icy surface.

The cut was clean, without a single fracture.

People gasped in awe, Lin Xuan’s attack power was astonishing, far beyond everyone’s imagination.

“Melt Wind Style!”

Lin Xuan tapped the ground with his foot, launching a counterattack.

The air suddenly split, and a crescent-shaped Wind and Thunder Sword Qi surged out, striking Yan Hui at an unimaginable angle.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Lin Xuan continuously waved his longsword, sending dozens of Sword Qis from all directions to engulf Yan Hui.

“Ten Thousand Snakes Gathering!”

Yan Hui, both shocked and furious, furiously circulated his Spiritual Power.

He raised his longsword high, making a gesture of worship, and a strange energy emanated from him.

But Lin Xuan didn’t give him a chance to strike, his gaze gradually sharpened, and his body became as ethereal as a breeze.

“Wind Emperor’s Sword!”

This was Lin Xuan’s first time using the Wind Emperor’s Sword, though incomplete, its power was unmatched by moves like the Melt Wind Style.

With one thrust, Lin Xuan’s body seemed to transform into wind, becoming indistinct.

“What sort of Sword Skill is that?” people exclaimed in shock.

Lin Xuan never ceased to amaze them, each time stunning them anew.

This swift thrust even plunged some of the elders into deep thought.

The incredibly fast thrust targeted Yan Hui.

The aura originally gathered by Yan Hui dispersed as quickly as a pierced balloon, disappearing without a trace.

Puh!

Yan Hui staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

He couldn’t believe Lin Xuan’s longsword was so fast, frustrating his efforts!

“You are strong, but if you think that’s enough to defeat me, you are too naive!”

Yan Hui’s eyes gradually became more intense as the sword pattern on his forehead began to melt.

“Is it finally being released?” elders from the Golden Sword Sect watched with a hint of anticipation.

“This aura…

It’s so strong!”

Martial artists around were astonished, and the elders from all quarters were also in awe.

Moon Immortal looked towards the center, seemingly reminded of something.

“Is he unlocking the power of the sword pattern?” Lin Feng frowned slightly.

“Is that waste so strong that he actually made Yan Hui unlock his sealed power?”

Second Master Lin’s face showed a trace of concern as he watched the arena, tapping his fingers on the table continuously.

“I haven’t used my full strength in a long while—next, you’ll learn what fear truly means!”

Yan Hui’s Spiritual Power danced around him like flames, his aura surging like mountainous waves.

“Is this all the strength you have?” Lin Xuan’s mouth curved slightly, “It just about makes me want to go all out.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard him clearly.

“What, what is he saying?

He wants to go all out?”

“Keep bragging, keep bragging and we’ll have Brother Yan beat you so bad you can’t stand up!” people from the Golden Sword Sect jeered.

No one believed him, they all thought Lin Xuan was merely bluffing.

Boom!

Yan Hui’s foot stomped on the ground, creating a wave of air behind him, his whole body shot forward like a beam of sword light.

The air in front of him was sucked away and deep cracks appeared on the ground.

This move was too powerful, and many began to worry for Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan’s black hair fluttered, his Sword Intent surged, his aura skyrocketed to its peak in an instant.

“Wind Emperor’s Sword!”

The sword struck, plain and unremarkable, as though it was a casual stab.

However, this sword contained too much.

The higher the cultivation of the observer, the more amazed they were upon seeing this sword, as if it stirred up a thousand waves.

This sword moved slowly, everyone could clearly see every one of Lin Xuan’s movements.

But, just when they tried to take a closer look, they found that the sword had already been stabbed.

Yan Hui felt the terror of this sword, desperately tried to dodge, but his body kept bumping as if being manipulated, hitting it head on.

Puff!

Blood splattered, Yan Hui was sent flying backwards.

“Brother Yan!” people from the Golden Sword Sect exclaimed.

Everyone stared blankly at Lin Xuan, seemingly unable to believe this outcome.

Young disciples looked at each other, but the older generation wore serious expressions.

“That aura just now, could it be…”

Leng Yidao stared intently at Lin Xuan, his eyes brimming with war intent.

“Sword Intent, it must be Sword Intent!”

“Only Sword Intent could excite me like this!”

In the Lin Family area, Second Master Lin’s face was filled with delight, his body trembling slightly.

“Sword Intent, Xuan’er has actually grasped the Sword Intent, hahaha!”

Lin Feng’s expression was dark.

He too had grasped Sword Intent, and he understood that aura better than anyone.

“How could this trash have grasped the Sword Intent?

Impossible!”

He felt a bit irritable, even a trace of unease.

“What’s wrong with me?

He’s just trash, even if he has grasped Sword Intent, he is still trash!”

Lin Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

Beside him, Lin Ye’s face was grim.

He said nothing, but a strong killing intent towards Lin Xuan brewed in his heart.

He gave Lin Xuan a deep look, the killing aura in his eyes flickering briefly.

Swoosh!

Lin Xuan turned around, his gaze coldly sweeping towards the Lin Family area.

The Lin Family disciples trembled, as if brushed by the edge of a sword.

“Hmm?

Such sharp senses!” Lin Ye was surprised internally, showing nothing on the outside.

Lin Xuan silently turned back.

He had clearly sensed a cold killing intent coming from there.

However, this killing intent was well hidden, flickering briefly.

Without thinking, he knew it must be from Lin Ye and others.

His heart chilled, and he grew internally vigilant.

After defeating Yan Hui, Lin Xuan showed no intention of attacking further and turned back to his seat.

The young disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were looking at Lin Xuan with faces full of terror, their eyes filled with fear.

Their elder glared fiercely at Lin Xuan.

But nobody dared to make a move, the warnings of Lin Zheng still echoing in their ears.

If they were to strike, it had to be done in secret, without leaving any leverage.

After a moment of silence, the performance contest resumed.

This time, the top twenty martial artists from the Hidden Dragon List would compete – a battle between dragons and tigers was about to commence.