Chapter 222: The Third Sword (2/2)

However, Liu Shaoqiu smiled, and it was an exceptionally joyful one. He was a Melder who had never met a worthy opponent within the same realm as him. This was something that few would ever experience, and it was the very reason why Liu Shaoqiu had joined the Astral Combat Tournament: to find a worthy opponent. He had thought that it would be someone like Starsibyl, Han Chong, or Nightqueen Yanqing, but Lu Yin had inexplicably appeared out of nowhere, and he was even immune to the Third Sword! He was truly an opponent who was worthy of his interest.

Lu Yin, on the other hand, had a headache. He wanted to end this battle, but Liu Shaoqiu was not an easy opponent.

“It looks like I won't be able to beat you that easily. I’ll have to use the Fourth Sword,” Liu Shaoqiu calmly said while still smiling.

This sentence caused everyone’s hearts to skip a beat. The Fourth Sword? He’s already comprehended the Fourth Sword?!

Liu Xiaoyun’s face turned deathly white when she heard this. Impossible! How could a Melder possibly comprehend the Fourth Sword?

Starsibyl and the other student leaders’ faces also changed drastically.

Silver’s eyes popped wide open. Impossible!

Xia Luo’s smile vanished.

Coco covered her mouth.

Everyone was struck speechless by the terror of Liu Shaoqiu’s words.

Lu Yin raised his brows questioningly. “You’ve comprehended the Fourth Sword?”

Liu Shaoqiu looked down at his sword. “Not yet, but I can try.”

Lu Yin’s eyes narrowed, and his face grew abnormally solemn. Through just the first three swords, he had been able to feel the potential of the Thirteen Swords. The Sword Sect had dominated the universe with just this Thirteen Swords technique and become emperors of the sword. Each sword was invincible, and if Liu Shaoqiu really comprehended the fourth, then Lu Yin would be finished.

A fresh gust of wind blew through the arena, swirling up the dust on the ground and obscuring the scarred plains.

Liu Shaoqiu raised his sword and slowly turned in midair, leaving behind a series of profound afterimages.

Lu Yin watched this happen in shock. These afterimages had not been created by extreme speed; rather, it was more like each image was locked to its original position and bound to that space. Lu Yin did not wait for Liu Shaoqiu to make a move and immediately appeared at Liu Shaoqiu’s side with a Flash. He then raised his palm and slapped down.

Liu Shaoqiu’s sword shifted to one side, and one of the phantom sword afterimages unleashed the First Sword. As Lu Yin’s palm descended, he suddenly changed directions to Liu Shaoqiu’s right side by turning his body and sweeping his leg out. Liu Shaoqiu had not expected Lu Yin to suddenly change his stance after exchanging more than ten moves. His sudden shift in tempo caught Liu Shaoqiu unawares, and his move was a beat blower, allowing Lu Yin’s kick to squarely land in his abdomen and viciously stamp him into the ground.

Lu Yin rushed to the ground right behind Liu Shaoqiu, his two palms striking out simultaneously as he endured the intense pain in both arms. He used the Nine Stacks, Fifteen-Fold Shockwave Palm again, causing the arena floor to sink even lower. A giant fissure snaked along the ground and outside the plains. An explosive strength broiled within the spreading cracks, powered by four-lined battle force.

Below the ground’s surface, Liu Shaoqiu was kneeling down on one knee as a thin stream of blood flowed from the corner of his lips. He had used the multiple sword images to block Lu Yin’s attack. Then, as his sword spun around, his eyes brightened the moment the tip pointed upwards. At that instant, an indescribable sense of terror descended upon the plains. This was it—the Fourth Sword.

Everyone saw the image of a sword flying over from the west that was enough to make them all tremble in fear.

Starsibyl and the rest observed at the arena very closely, as this sword would decide the outcome of this battle.

But then, there was a sudden bang, and Liu Shaoqiu’s sword of star energy shattered. His pupils constricted one last time as Lu Yin pressed down upon the Sword Sect’s genius’s head. The ground rumbled as Liu Shaoqiu vanished from the Lifeseek Realm.

Lu Yin had won the battle.

Everyone remained silent, as no one had ever expected that Lu Yin would actually emerge victorious from this battle. He had beaten Liu Shaoqiu, the Sword Sect’s monstrous genius.

Everyone stared at Lu Yin in a daze, their minds completely empty.

In front of the giant screens on Earth, everyone was cheering wildly as Lu Yin had entered the round of the final eight.

Countless others were celebrating in a similar manner in the Great Yu Empire. Only a sparse few had been able to understand this battle in the entire Great Yu Empire, such as those powerhouses who had traveled to the Innerverse like Undying Yushan or Huo Qingshan. Only they could understand the depth of this battle and how remarkable Lu Yin’s victory had been. From this day on, Lu Yin’s name would shake the heavens.

Xueshan Auna was trembling with excitement as he looked at Jenny Auna as if she was a treasure. He could already see Lu Yin’s future glory; it was clear to him that Lu Yin would not remain in the Outerverse. After all, he had just beaten one of the Innerverse’s top geniuses.

In San Dios, the city in the sky, Wendy Yushan’s lips imperceptibly curved upwards before she turned to leave the room.