Chapter 75 - Ling Family
Chapter 75 of "Inverse Sword Mad God" introduces: Luo Qingshan walked up behind Lin Xuan, staring curiously at the engrossed young man.âRed Team... Read on to discover!
Luo Qingshan walked up behind Lin Xuan, staring curiously at the engrossed young man.
âRed Team and Blue Side, which one do you think will win?â
âRed Team,â Lin Xuan replied subconsciously, âAlthough the Blue Side is currently having the upper hand, they havenât inflicted any substantial damage, and their long attacks are rapidly depleting their Spiritual Power.â
âOn the other hand, the Red Team is moving cautiously, planning each step.
I believe they will soon counterattack.â
Lin Xuanâs voice wasnât very loud, but the people around still heard him.
Among them were some martial artists who disagreed, as they had bet on the Blue Sideâs victory and obviously wouldnât believe Lin Xuanâs words.
After Lin Xuan had said this, he suddenly realized, turned his head, and found a young man standing behind him.
âLin Xuan, youâre too engrossed.
You didnât even hear me calling you, nor have you greeted Senior Luo!â Ye Qing said annoyingly.
The young man before him was actually Senior Luo.
Stunned by Luo Qingshanâs dazzling aura, Lin Xuan cupped his fists and said, âLin Xuan greets Senior Luo.â
âThis young man is actually Luo QingShanâs junior!â Nearby, many people took a few more glances at Lin Xuan.
At that moment, the situation on the screen changed.
The Red Team, seizing a mistake by the Blue Side, counterattacked swiftly and won the match.
This result made the surrounding people regard Lin Xuan differently; those who had bet on the Red Team were naturally overjoyed, but those who had bet on the Blue Side stared at Lin Xuan fiercely.
âKid, itâs all because you blabbered that I lost so many spirit stones!â someone angrily stood up.
âIf you have bad judgment, donât blame others!â Lin Xuan retorted with a cold laugh.
Seeing Luo Qingshan behind Lin Xuan, the man didnât dare to say much, only muttering a few words under his breath before sitting down angrily.
âReally?
I also lost spirit stones, but I donât think my judgment is poor.
Rather, I think your mouth is too nasty.
Why donât you slap yourself?â
This voice made the surrounding martial artists startle, wondering who this brash person was.
Even Luo Qingshan frowned.
Lin Xuanâs analysis had been sensible and not nonsense, and just as he had acknowledged Lin Xuan as his junior, someone was already looking for trouble, possibly with bad intentions.
Sure enough, after that voice sounded, a young man in a blue shirt stood up, surrounded by several respectful, black-clothed guards.
âItâs actually Ling Ze!â some martial artists recognized the young man in the blue shirt.
Luo Qingshanâs brow also furrowed slightly.
Ling Ze was also a disciple of the Xuantian Sect and was from the Ling Family, one of the Four Great Families, his status comparable to Luoâs, and the relationship between the two families was not very friendly.
âArenât you going to slap yourself, or do you want me to do it?â Ling Ze sneered, upset about losing some spirit stones, and more importantly, because he was friends with Zhang Qian, he naturally recognized Lin Xuan, and wouldnât miss an opportunity to humiliate him.
Lin Xuan stared at the young man in the blue shirt, sensing the Ninth Rank of Pulse Condensation aura emanating from him, and smirked slightly: âMay I ask who this esteemed brother is?
If you lack foresight, thatâs your problem, but why sour grapes over a loss?â
Lin Xuanâs mocking words echoed through the hall.
The martial artists around were stunned for a long time, and even Ling Ze was taken aback for a moment.
However, soon after, his face contorted with malice.
âKid, youâre looking for death!â Ling Ze crushed the wine glass in his hand.
Swoosh!
A black shadow darted from beside Ling Ze, striking at Lin Xuan like lightning, accompanied by a surge of intense heat.
Hiss crack!
A fiery red palm struck towards Lin Xuan, the terrifying heat instantly melting the surrounding tables and chairs.
This attack by the black-clothed person was very sudden and swift, leaving no time for others to react.
A sharp scream rang out, and the next moment, Lin Xuan disappeared on the spot, leaving only a few golden arcs.
The black-clothed martial artist hadnât expected his strike to miss, but before he could react, a glowing hand had gripped him, causing him unbearable pain.
âNot good!â The manâs face paled dramatically as he looked towards Luo Qingshan in panic.
âScram!â Luo Qingshan bellowed angrily, pushing the black-clothed martial artist away and quickly turning to look elsewhere.
Three yards away, Lin Xuanâs figure reappeared.
âBrother Lin, are you alright?â Ye Qingâs complexion turned pale with fright.
âIâm fine.â Lin Xuan smiled, his eyes twinkling with light.
He had almost been a second too slow, which could have cost him his life.
He wouldnât provoke trouble, but he wouldnât let off anyone who did provoke him!
âLing Ze, youâve gone too far.
Donât you know the rules here?â Luo Qingshan berated coldly.
âSorry, this subordinate is new and doesnât know the rules,â Ling Ze said nonchalantly.
âGo apologize to Mr.
Luo.â
âMr.
Luo, this humble one didnât know the rules, please forgive me!â the black-clothed martial artist said respectfully.
Throughout this time, Ling Ze spoke only with Luo Qingshan, completely ignoring Lin Xuan.
âLin Xuan, donât be impulsive.
Ling Ze is a disciple of one of the Four Great Families, with enormous power behind him,â Ye Qing whispered, âAnd he is on good terms with Zhang Qian, so be careful.â
âNo wonder!â Lin Xuan realized.
Although angry, he knew that if he acted impulsively here, he would not make it out.
Whatâs most important now was to improve his strength.
With enough power, he could even trample the Four Great Families beneath his feet!
âSister, do you have any spiritual stones?
Lend me some,â Lin Xuan asked.
âOh, yes!â Ye Qing responded, even Luo Qingshan looked at Lin Xuan in surprise, worried that he might start a fight right there, which would make it very difficult for him as Luoâs senior.
âBrother Lin, if you need spiritual stones, I have some,â Luo Qingshan offered.
âFive thousand low-grade spiritual stones, is that enough?â
âThatâs enough, thank you Brother Luo.â Lin Xuan accepted a Purple Crystal Card and then sat down, treating Ling Ze and the others as if they were air.
âHmph!â Ling Ze snorted coldly, furious inside.
Everything about Lin Xuan, from avoiding the deadly palm to watching the contest as if nothing had happened, was completely unexpected.
He felt ignored, which drove him mad.
âBoy, youâre going to regret provoking me; Iâll make your life a living hell!â Ling Ze suppressed his rage, starting to think of ways to deal with Lin Xuan.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan asked Luo Qingshan about some aspects of the competition.
Since it was a virtual competition, there were no restrictions.
However, participating required a fee of one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Other martial artists would place their bets, with different odds for different competitors.
After listening, Lin Xuan found the rules simple and decided to give it a try.
Before the match, the screen showed information about both competitors, such as cultivation and match records, to aid the martial artists in placing their bets.
Lin Xuan didnât rush to bet but watched the matches carefully to get to know the competitors as he was new there.
Finally, after a few matches, Lin Xuan decided to make his move.