Chapter 89 - Unyielding Will

Lin Xuan’s Sword Force had drawn the attention of everyone, even Zhang Qian was full of shock.

“I must kill him quickly!” A bad premonition filled Zhang Qian’s heart.

“Blood Wave Triple Slash!”

The Long Sword was surrounded by a red Sword Light, resembling a sea of blood.

Spiritual Power fluctuated around Zhang Qian, gripping the Long Sword with both hands, he lifted it high above his head and slashed it down fiercely.

The red Sword Light, like a giant wave from a bloody sea carrying a gloomy aura, drew a thirty-foot-long beam in the air, rushing towards Lin Xuan.

With a single strike, half the Life and Death Platform was enshrouded.

“Is this the power of someone at the Ninth Rank of Congealing Veins?

It’s too ferocious!” the surrounding disciples exclaimed in shock, as this force seemed more than twice as powerful as before!

“Wind Roll Cloud!” Lin Xuan harnessed the power of his swordsmanship, executing the Gale Sword Technique.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Three over twenty-foot-high green tornadoes howled out, transforming into countless fierce winds, storming into the blood-colored waves, incessantly breaking through them.

Lin Xuan swung his sword again, unleashing three more tornadoes.

Each was empowered by the force of Sword Force, their invisible power stirring in all directions.

The air vibrated, like Surging Waves Hitting the Shore, shredding the blood-colored waves into countless fragments, vanishing within the tornadoes.

“What?

He can actually neutralize Zhang Qian’s attacks!”

“Is this what true Sword Force is?

Too formidable!” the disciples below exclaimed in amazement.

Zhang Qian’s face turned pale, and he kept swinging the Long Sword, executing the complete Blood Wave Triple Slash, but all were neutralized by Lin Xuan’s Sword Force.

He had never anticipated such an outcome, and a strong sense of defeat flooded his heart.

In contrast, Lin Xuan grew more valiant as the fight went on.

Ever since employing Sword Force, he had not used any movement techniques, instead almost standing in the same spot, unleashing one powerful sword strike after another.

Seeing Zhang Qian’s expression, a smile emerged in Lin Xuan’s heart—his plan had worked.

In reality, after using Sword Force so many times, he too had become extremely weak, but what he and Zhang Qian were contesting was confidence and perseverance.

The Sword Intent Seed not only strengthened his attack but was also steadily transforming his soul and beliefs.

His willpower and confidence in Martial Arts far exceeded his peers, reaching an awe-inspiring level.

In contrast, Zhang Qian was getting weaker, his momentum dropping more and more.

“Hmph!” A cold snort rang out, like Thunder Shock roared in the air.

Lin Xuan’s expression changed, that was a warning from Elder Xue and it could completely disrupt his plan.

Sure enough, Zhang Qian was jolted by the sound, sweating profusely from his back.

“How could I admit defeat?

I am a Ninth-level Martial Artist in the Mystical Realm, how can I be afraid of a Martial Artist at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation?”

Zhang Qian’s eyes brightened more and more, his aura gradually recovering, the Spiritual Power that had dimmed once more radiated a blood-red light.

“I will not lose!” Zhang Qian cried out to the heavens, a surge of blood-red Sword Light shot towards the sky, as if the Long Sword and he were merging into one.

Zhang Qian’s change made everyone exclaim again, Elder Xue’s face, however, eased quite a bit.

The Law Enforcement Elder glanced casually at Elder Xue but said nothing; after all, the other party was also an elder, with a status equal to his, and it wasn’t worth angering him over a mere junior.

However, Murong Qianling frowned deeply, Elder Xue’s actions clearly violated the rules, yet she had no authority to stop it.

Lin Xuan cursed inwardly, he couldn’t let Zhang Qian recover again.

“Slash!” with a cold shout, Lin Xuan fully spurred the Sword Intent Seed.

In the next moment, he seemed to merge with the Sword Intent Seed, his Sword Force climbing again, as if he had become a giant sword that towered between heaven and earth.

“It’s that aura, just like the last time!” murmured Luo Qingshan, he had seen this kind of Sword Intent at Wind Control Cliff.

“What?

How can he still increase his strength?” Not only was Zhang Qian stunned, but everyone else was also astonished.

Lin Xuan slowly raised his sword and brought it down with deliberate slowness.

His movements were very slow, yet Zhang Qian could not dodge at all.

This seemed not to be a sword, but a giant mountain crashing down on him, making it utterly impossible to evade.

Pfft!

Zhang Qian’s face turned deathly pale as he spat blood and flew backwards.

He was defeated, overwhelmed by the vast and boundless momentum.

It was as if his conviction had been shattered in an instant, his eyes dimming to a lacklustre state.

Swoosh!

Lin Xuan executed the Illusion Thunder Step, his body flashing through the air like lightning, with his longsword transforming into a cyan gale, aiming directly at Zhang Qian’s vitals.

This was not an arena match, but a battle for life and death—there was no victory or defeat, only survival or demise!

Boom!

An invisible force blocked between him and Zhang Qian, like an insurmountable chasm.

Lin Xuan was repelled by this force, his Qi-Blood roiling within him, nearly causing him to vomit blood.

Too powerful, it was not something a Martial Artist at the Magnetic Condensation Realm could deploy.

Suppressing the tumultuous Spiritual Power within him, Lin Xuan turned sharply, his gaze as cold as water.

Ahead stood the Law Enforcement Elders, among them Elder Xue, who had risen from his seat, his hand slightly lifted—it was he who had stopped Lin Xuan.

Swoosh!

Everybody’s gaze turned towards Elder Xue, even the adjacent Law Enforcement Elders furrowed their brows and their expressions darkened slightly.

“May I ask what the Elder means by this?” Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.

“You have already won.

Where you can spare someone, spare them!” Elder Xue spoke indifferently while he secretly sent a message to the Law Enforcement Elder—that the Three Sects’ tournament was about to start, and we cannot afford to lose a Disciple like Zhang Qian.

A heavy feeling settled in Lin Xuan’s heart—the thing he dreaded most had still happened.

Zhang Qian was a spiteful and vengeful person, and his talents were decent.

If set free now, it was very likely he would seek vengeance in the future.

Lin Xuan would not do such a thing, and he did not believe Elder Xue’s words.

Had the tables been turned, Elder Xue certainly wouldn’t have intervened to stop the defeat.

“The Life and Death Platform has its own rules; I hope the Elder will not intervene!” Lin Xuan stated expressionlessly.

The disciples below gasped in shock.

Lin Xuan was actually defying an elder—did he no longer wish to live?

Elder Xue’s face grew dark.

He had said these words to Murong Qianling before, and he hadn’t expected Lin Xuan to throw them back so soon.

However, as a Sect Elder, his status was lofty and esteemed—how could he permit a mere Disciple to defy him?

“How dare you!

This is the sect’s decision; do you dare to disobey!” Elder Xue suddenly shouted, an immense aura bursting forth from within him, forming an invisible giant hand pressing down on Lin Xuan.

The Law Enforcement Elder beside him sighed, and Murong Qianling and others’ faces turned pale.

This power was overwhelmingly massive, like a giant mountain bearing down on Lin Xuan.

In just a moment, his body was struck heavily, his bones making noise, and countless Blood Pearls emerged from his body.

He seemed to have become a man of blood.

“Do you acknowledge your mistake!” Elder Xue said faintly.

“Mistake?

What mistake have I made?

Such an unfair decision, I do not accept!” Lin Xuan said through gritted teeth.

“Hmph!” Elder Xue snorted coldly, and the force intensified.

“Elder Xue, in doing this you are losing fairness.

Don’t forget that countless disciples are watching you!” Murong Qianling couldn’t help but speak up.

“Do you also wish to revolt against the sect!” Elder Xue suddenly made his move, restraining Murong Qianling.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan’s heart sank.

He laughed loudly towards the sky, the laughter filled with desolation.

A fight to the death, yet forced to stop because the opponent was an Elder’s disciple, rebellion met with relentless suppression!

The world is unjust, the Human Path unrighteous—all because he was weak!

If he were strong, no one would dare treat him this way, and if he also had an elder backing him, Elder Xue wouldn’t dare to make a move.

“Ah ah ah!

No one can control my will!” Lin Xuan’s body suddenly underwent a startling transformation.