Chapter 8 (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Buzz!
At this point, both Lin Han and Lin Jian were boiling with imposing strength.
Clang!
Finally, Lin Jian made his move. The longsword in his hand suddenly gleamed with death and flew towards Lin Han.
“Thirteen Gleaming Swords; Swords kill the commoners!”
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His eyes flashed and the corners of his lips turned into a smirk. The murderous intention of his sword emanating from him filled the surrounding air.
Boom!
A twinge of attacking intent exploded. As soon as that gleaming sword came out of its scabbard, the air around it immediately felt chilly and eerie.
“Thirteen Gleaming Swords! This is a set of high-grade martial arts with immense power!”
“Brother Lin Jian deserves to be called the Outer Residence’s Greatest Swordsman. With his level of sword intention and swordsmanship, it’s possible his techniques are already at the Minor Advancement state!”
“Kill this petty lad from the subdivision. In the Lin Clan Sect Residence, the main division disciples are the most powerful!”
At this moment, as if affected by Lin Jian’s sword intention, countless of main division disciples around him began to shout loudly.
It had even affected Lin Ruyan who was standing not far away.
In the world of swordsmanship, Lin Jian was indeed a rare talent.
He was already familiarized with sword intention although he had only attained martial arts fourth tier boundary and had just recently condensed his True Element.
No one in the arena was optimistic about Lin Han’s chances. They thought that he would be defeated, or even killed, by a single blow of the sword.
Roar!
The sound of a dragon rumbling rang in the air sounded loudly all of a sudden.
“Moving Dragon Palm!”
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Lin Han yelled in response to the petrifying sword intent.
Bang!
The power of the Art of the Ancient Dragon Emperor erupted from within his body at once. Combining that to the strength of the Moving Dragon Palm, its effect was significantly amplified.
At this moment, Lin Han could obviously feel that the power of Moving Dragon Palm had surpassed low-grade martial arts. It was a middle-grade martial art now, nearing the capacity of high-grade martial arts!
“Bang!”
A majestic dragon head formed by the condensation of True Qi appeared on Lin Han’s palm. The dignified beast rumbled into the sky and jostled its way onto Lin Jian’s longsword.
One, two, three!
The huge burst of explosive power put on a solemn expression on Lin Jian’s face. He could not hold himself steady and took three steps backward before he took hold of his footing.
On the other hand, Lin Han was standing right where he was a minute ago, completely motionless.
“Ahhh!”
Everyone took a sharp inhale at the sight of this.
Lin Han defeated Lin Jian? With his bare hands?
Impossible!
How could he?
Unless his palms were made up of iron steel, how could a body made up of flesh and blood withstand a blow from that longsword?
“What is that martial art?”
“Is it possible that it’s…The Moving Dragon Palm?”
“Moving Dragon Palm? That’s not possible! The Moving Dragon Palm is Lin Clan Sect Residence’s lowest grade martial arts palm move. It can’t be packed with such frightening power!”
Many of the main disciples were utterly distressed while color drained from their faces.
‘What mighty physical force! Is it possible that Lin Han has cultivated a powerful refining technique?’ Lin Ruyan witnessed this scene from a distance and was filled with surprise.
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For the first time, she became interested in this petty and low subdivision disciple named Lin Han.
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She was about to lend him a hand, but she thought otherwise.
It appeared now that Lin Han was a dark horse that had always been hidden in disguise.
‘He was a nobody but now everyone knows about him. He’s quite a patient man.’ Lin Ruyan chuckled.
This enchanting smile of hers made some young male disciples stare at her dreamily as if they were drunk and stupefied.
“You…”
Feeling the tremendous power emanating from the sword blade, Lin Jian’s expression became gloomy instead. He glared at Lin Han while his eyes flashed a hint of anger, and he said, “Are you messing around with me? Why didn’t you use your sword?”
At this very moment, Lin Jian was boiling with strong murderous intent towards Lin Han.
That feeling grew more when he noticed that the attractive and wonderful Lin Ruyan had her gaze fixed on Lin Han. He was filled with an urge to do something ruthless and tyrannical.
How could he be defeated by a petty and lowly subdivision disciple?
It was simply unforgivable!
Buzz!
Suddenly, a fierce look washed over Lin Jian’s face as he roared at his opponent, “Use your sword! This is not a swordsmanship competition if you simply suppress me with your physical strength!”
‘Suppress you with my physical strength?’
Lin Han had to stifle his laugh as he stared as Lin Jian.
Lin Jian thought Lin Han’s swordsmanship was inadequate so he suppressed the opponent with physical strength.
Earlier, Lin Han performed Moving Dragon Palm just to feel Lin Jian’s sword intent. He utilized the Golden Spirit Fire in his consciousness to trace an imprint into his martial arts memory so he could have the sword intent for his own use in the future.