Chapter 7 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“A fluke! That must be a fluke!’

“That ironstone stele must have rotten because of old-age. That’s why this subdivision lad can break it in one blow!”

“Brother Lin Jian, we all regard you as the greatest swordsman of the prefecture. So, what do you think?”

Right now, those main division disciples were in complete chaos because they were afraid of losing their face.

They absolutely did not want to believe that Lin Han possessed such petrifying swordsmanship.

Lin Jian was also rather embarrassed. He glanced over at Lin Han, who was smiling faintly, with a trace of coldness flashed in his narrow eyes.

“Great swordsmanship is all about precision. Possessing explosive force is nothing worth gloating about,” commented Lin Jian as if he was asked to set the world to rights.

“Brother Lin Jian is right; a good swordsman needs precision. Having merely explosive power only makes one reckless.”

“Spot on! Brother Lin Jian is indeed our prefecture’s greatest swordsman.”

Soon, the rest of the main division disciples echoed suit.

At this moment, Lin Han suddenly approached one of the main division disciples that were ridiculing him.

“Lin Han, what’re you doing?” asked the man cautiously. Perhaps, he was still in shock by Lin Han’s earlier performance of breaking the stele into half with one strike.

“Didn’t you say I’m not precise in my strikes?”

Lin Han’s lips turned upward into a smirk as he removed his longsword out of its scabbard.

Clang!

A dazzling light appeared in the air once again.

“Screech!”

The sword was already back in its scabbard in the next second.

Lin Han turned around and walked away.

“You…” That enraged main division disciple had his mouth wide open as if he wanted to retaliate.

However, something unbelievable happened right at this second.

A strand of hair that fell over this disciple’s brow suddenly broke into three tiny parts. Each part that fell onto the ground was of precisely the same length.

In other words, Lin Han had brandished his sword in the air three times within seconds.

Each brandish had cut off three tiny parts from one strand of hair in the exact same length.

Fast, strong and precise!

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It was completely out of this world!

The surrounding main division disciples were taken aback.

They would never dare to look down upon this “useless disciple” from the subdivision ever again.

Lin Jian, the greatest swordsman in the prefecture, was in a daze once more.

He did not catch what had happened earlier, even with his eagle eyes.

Lin Han… Who actually was this freak?

The chaotic scene had attracted the attention of several talented young ladies.

Among the ladies, there was an absolute beauty dressed in a jade-green outfit.

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She was wearing a thin bluish-green cotton dress. Her shoulders were slender and her waist tiny, she had smooth and glossy skin that smelled like orchids. At this moment, her charming eyes were looking at them with amused curiosity.

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“Gosh! That’s Lin Ruyan right in front of my eyes!”

“Lin Ruyan — the blessed girl from heaven. Not only does she look as beautiful as a flower, but her cultivation level is excellent too; she’s a rare genius. She’s competing to be the top three in the upcoming prefecture-level contest.”

“I heard that she’s been cultivating in secret for a while now and she has long advanced into the fourth tier of martial arts. She has concentrated True Element and has succeeded in becoming a master.”

Each one of those main division disciples was obsessing over the beautiful girl in the green dress.

In their eyes, Lin Ruyan was indeed a blessed girl from heaven who acquired both beauty and talent.

“Art of the Ancient Dragon Emperor!”