Chapter 170 (1/2)

As though acting out of instinct, Yu ManTian flipped himself up. At the same time, the sword from his waist radiating the colors of the rainbow as it shot towards the peerless expert, the man in black. While this sword was cast out in haste, the strength behind it was no laughing matter.

This old man finally got a chance to come out and even had the chance to enjoy a joyous occasion. With everyone in such a good mood, how could I allow the bridegroom to get killed? If I did then what am I serving as an overseer for?

Did anyone even invite him to be an overseer?

In addition, Third Master Yu ManTian felt an adrenaline rush, because the sword moves that Ling Jian displayed were definitely out of the ordinary. Such an opponent wasn't easy to find except by a chance encounter. While his family possessed many experts, none of them were willing to put their lives on the line, so how could Yu ManTian let go of this chance? He even had a good reason not to let it go!

Wipe out all the injustice along my path! Hahaha, what a hero I am! Yu ManTian's ego was suddenly significantly inflated. Too bad my brother isn't here to see this!

Hidden behind a black mask, Ling Jian’s eyes could not help but narrow. To think that this fatty had someone of such caliber beside him! Thank G.o.d he didn't call over Ling Chi and the rest. Just based on the first movement of his sword, Ling Jian could see that the man surpa.s.sed him in most if not all aspects! If Ling Chi and the rest were here, they would only be sacrificial lambs and fall under his sword. If anything untoward happened to his underlings, he and the young n.o.ble would definitely die of heartbreak!

The sword in Ling Jian’s hands twirled, meeting head-on with the other incoming sword. His eyes remained expressionless, and in his heart he thought, Be it the ugly fatty Zhang DeShuai or an expert, there’s no difference! Be it commoners, experts or even Buddha, those who stand against me are my enemies!

The l.u.s.t for battle soared high inside Yu ManTian, and he hollered out, ”Well met!” as he further increased the strength behind his sword.

”Clang!”

An ear-splitting noise reverberated as the two swords met!

The violent forces from the two swords spilled out over all their surroundings, causing strong winds to blow everywhere. Those leading the bridal procession were only commoners, so how could they withstand this blow? All of them were blown off in a heap, and even the bridegroom Zhang DeShuai was knocked off his horse, bouncing off the ground like a ball when he landed!

A series of alarmed cries sounded. Whether it was the bridegroom’s relatives or the bride’s relatives, the drums and gongs which were beating had long been dropped to the ground as their faces turned white with shock.

Yu ManTian only felt a burst of numbness overcome his hands, an immense force pus.h.i.+ng against him. He couldn't help but frown a little, hurriedly retreating three steps before he stabilized himself.

As for Ling Jian, who had attacked from the skies like a meteor dropping down, he continuously somersaulted in the air a good seven to eight times before he dissipated Yu ManTian’s force and gently landed on the ground. His face had already turned pale.

”Awesome!” Yu ManTian laughed out boldly. ”It has been too long since I could exchange swords equally with someone. To actually have strength close to the white jade stage, your foundations are good, kid! Please state your name, so that this Third Master knows who you are!”

Ling Jian, however, remained silent. As though he disdained from speaking, his body suddenly flashed forward like a specter, covering the eight hundred odd feet of distance between them in the blink of an eye. His speed was so fast that afterimages actually appeared behind him! While the audience was gazing dumbfoundedly, Ling Jian’s sword had already appeared in front of Yu ManTian, striking him from all angles like a torrential downpour! It was as though he had not heard what Yu ManTian had said.

Third Master? Laughable! Other than showing respects to my young n.o.ble, I, Ling Jian, have never even addressed anyone with the name of Master! What kind of thing are you, to order me to call you a master? Tell that to King Yama! [1]

”Dingdingdingdingding….” The relentless sounds of metal striking metal seemed to have been chained into a continuous stream of noise. Yu ManTian was at full attention, countering every move with his body revolving around the spot as he followed Ling Jian’s constantly moving sword. He didn't even get the chance to be angry over Ling Jian’s lack of an answer to him!

In the eyes of the onlookers, Yu ManTian seemed like a breakwater resisting solidly against the violent waves, standing firm without any weakness. In his surroundings was a black shadow constantly in quick motion — now near then far, now left then right, unpredictable and untraceable like an apparition.

A faint shadow shot up towards the clouds, climbing up at least forty feet into the air. That was precisely the shadow of Ling Jian, and at the apex he flipped himself upside down, sword facing the ground as he dropped straight down.

On its way down, the sword in Ling Jian’s hands underwent several transformations. From one to two, two to three, three giving rise to nine; the swords multiplied rapidly, quickly filling up the sky and all pointing in the same direction. The swords then rotated faster and faster, looking like a thousand-armed demon as they plunged down from the heavens!