Chapter 22 (1/2)
Chapter 22: Overpowered
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Dark Group was set in the first battle ring
The nu increased steadily
They were pulled in by the suspense in the atmosphere and the heady scent of blood
Liu Bubai did not stand a chance against Lin Yun—Lin Yun’s sword mastery was miles ahead of Liu Bubai
However, that was not the issue What bothered Fang Lang the nified manner of Liu Bubai’s defeat Lin Yun had repeatedly smashed Liu Bubai’s skull with the sword hilt It was an insult to a sword disciple’s perseverance
Fang Lang saw Liu Bubai as a friend
The boy was confident in his sword mastery, perhaps he was too conceited…
Nonetheless, he was good-natured with his deter merely smiled each ti could only ie this match had done to the boy
The world of cultivation was cruel Everyone was struggling to reach the top and the only way up was to step on others
After a period of restraint, the torrential rain was finally let loose
Raindrops hit the floor and soaked the battle ring
Outside the ring
Jiang Linglong produced an oil-paper umbrella out of nowhere and held it over her head As the rain dru
She was confused as to why Fang Lang wanted to fight this battle
She are of Fang Lang’s sword techniques which ranked a the top sword disciples, but Lin Yun’s skills were on a different level Lin Yun’s techniques were clearly honed for slaughter
Judging fro’s past performance with the Spirit Step and Sword Draw Technique, there was no guarantee he could defeat Lin Yun
Nonetheless, Jiang Linglong did not argue with Fang Lang She had a feeling Fang Lang would surprise her yet again
Her gaze shi+fted to the tords in Fang Lang’s hands
A blade in each hand…
Besides the Sword Draw Technique and Spirit Step…he had other techniques up his sleeves?
Another surprise?
…
Song Qingyun scrunched his brows It was not yet Beijiang Academy’s turn to battle but the news fro Academy’s performance had piqued his curiosity—he decided to come and spectate
He wanted to know if the boy next door, Fang Lang, was truly as ilu Acadelu’s delu’s God of Blades?”
“The boy slaughters men, de Qingyun knew of Lin Yun’s reputation—even the ace of Beijiang Acadeht spot if their opponent was Lin Yun
Both Changan Acade a close eye on Lin Yun
Thus, when Song Qingyun saw Fang Lang enter the ring, he subconsciously shook his head
Perhaps Fang Lang was truly as prodigious as the rurade sword le-handedly eliminate other acade winning against Lin Yun was slian to pour
Fog enveloped Mount Shu The mist and rainon the su down on ’s introduction A cruel glint flashed in his eyes
Nevertheless, Lin Yun was not about to underestirade disciple dared to set foot in the ring, he must have some trick up his sleeves If Lin Yun was someone who underestio in Donglu’s demon world
A the rusty sword behind hi
His blade cut the fallen rain droplets in half
The sudden storm darkened the atmosphere
Lin Yun abruptly stopped his advance The puddles beneath his feet splashed approxih He picked up his rusty sword and pointed it at Fang Lang
Lin Yun loved the rain—his sword techniques were stronger in the rain
Boom!
The air around his sword co rainwater turned into a se Lang held both blades in a reverse grip The rain had made strands of his hair stick to his forehead
His eyes were alert
Sharp blades, sharp eyes
He marched forward Suddenly, his silhouette floated Spirit Step! Hiswas extremely calm He knew Lin Yun was a for opponent
“Switch to binding partner
A notification by the Syste His vision was enhanced
In the binding partnerhad Ni Wen’s core This was not only useful for cultivation—a strong core ca core allowed one to keep up with their opponent’s speed and anticipate their coy
Rain continued to pour
Thunder shook the ground
Rain droplets fell to the ground and splashed everywhere, shrouding the summit of Mount Shu within a thick e? For that pretty boy?”
Lin Yun swung his rusty blade He felt the pressure co
However, Lin Yun was fearless
The rusty sword in his hands treust that was sharp as a blade