25 Chapter 25 Choosing Death (2/2)

Those Lingyun Sect disciples at the gate who didn't have the heart to bother about the examination gathered towards the Sky Sword Platform. They were in total chaos, pushing around to get in a better position to see more clearly.

”How's that possible, it was actually broken by him...”

”The weakness of the formation was actually hidden in all the danger! I was wondering how this world could truly have a flawless sword formation...”

Lin Fei's eyes were opened wide, his face didn't have any laziness anymore. It was like there was a supreme beauty in front of him, his eyes unmoving.

Liang Miaozi was originally preparing to take his leave, but he was now rooted to the spot, his face filled with astonishment.

The small Heaven Sword Formation that no one could break, that posed problems for ascended experts, was broken just like that? Ninety-nine breaths, and it fell to a person who was not even thirteen?

How was that possible?

Yin Yang, whose body was bent like a leopard, couldn't move from the shock.

He didn't hope for Zong Shou to help him wipe clean his humiliation. Was the prestige of the top sect in the continent so easy to harm? Even if he faced an even bigger humiliation he would choose to swallow it.

He originally thought that as long as Zong Shou lasted over 100 breaths, he could at least become a disciple of the sect. However, he felt despair and was even prepared to risk his life to save his young master.

Who knew that in the a blink of an eye, such a miraculous turnaround would occur, he couldn't even believe his own eyes.

Only Chuxue was in utter joy, without any other thoughts.

Three months ago the Young Master had done something like today, unbelievably slaying several people. He also used a stunning Will Mark Knife to take the life of that Burning Sword Wu Wei.

Zong Shou was also a little stunned. The moment the sword in his hand stabbed into the ”heart” of the puppet, he felt an icy cold current spread from the tip of the sword into his body.

Before he could react, it had already charged into his energy ocean. The ice-cold energy current didn't make him feel uncomfortable, and helped to recover the huge amount of stamina that he had used up.

A thought flashed into his mind at the same time. Was that conjecture really true?

He didn't dare to be distracted and check out his body. He only paused momentarily to collect his thoughts and refocus. His body followed through the gap to charge out of the puppet formation.

The Small Heaven Sword Formation of Lingyun Sect, at least three people, at most eighteen. This battle was still not over! Breaking just one puppet was far from breaking the formation!

Every following footstep and sword needed to be truly precise and not have a single millimeter of deviation.

He moved left, his sword light flashing once more as he slashed behind him.

Seventeenth stance of the basic sword technique, right slash to the back!

”Second puppet broken!”

Yet another sharp ringing as the powerful sword light directly cut the head of the puppet behind him into shreds.

Wood shrapnel flying in the air, Zong Shou moved once more, using this headless puppet which couldn't move as a cover to shift right.

Nineteenth stance of the basic sword technique, side charge!

”Third puppet broken!”

A sharp sword light landed immediately, piercing through the neck of a puppet who had circled around to the right. Its own momentum even caused the entire head of the puppet to break off.

The drill field at the current moment was truly silent. Everyone, no matter young or old, had surrounded this platform.

There were many more Lingyun Sect disciples who had dashed out from deep within the palace. They couldn't make it close enough in time, so they looked on from afar. That floating figure, holding a really common Pine Pattern Sword, slashing out ray after ray of shockingly cold sword light.