Chapter 8

Chu Yqing saw this scene and was thoroughly enraged.

Qin Chen's actions were not just a sign of contempt but also an insult to him.

Just a mere Fourth Gate Wound Gate realm youth, what right did he have to insult him?

"Die!"

Chu Yqing shouted, "A mere wooden sword, wanting to kill me? You must be dreaming!"

"Who said a wooden sword can't kill someone!"

At this moment, Qin Chen held the wooden sword, walking leisurely.

The two figures clashed in the field, but everyone suddenly realized that Qin Chen, with his wooden sword, was actually forcefully blocking Chu Yqing's mundane long sword.

This was simply unbelievable!

Those girls who were infatuated fell silent.

"Such arrogance and ignorance, let me show you my true strength!"

Chu Yqing roared, and suddenly, the long sword in his hand emitted a spiritual aura, an invisible sword qi shooting up into the sky.

"This is... a Sword Intent Seed!"

The crowd was instantly shocked.

"Sword Intent Seed? Young Master Chu Yqing has comprehended the Sword Intent Seed?"

"This is simply unbelievable... at eighteen, comprehending the Sword Intent Seed."

"Sixth Gate Scenery Gate realm, Sword Intent Seed, Chu Yqing is another super genius of the Chu family!"

Chu Yqing was very satisfied with the exclamations around him.

He loved this feeling, making people surprised, making people admire, making people worship, and being the center of attention.

When his sister Chu Ningshi was around, she was the first genius of the Chu family. Now that his sister has left, he, Chu Yqing, is the first genius of the Chu family, and even in Lingyun City, no one can compare!

The Sword Intent Seed is a necessary path to Sword Intent. By comprehending the essence of the Sword Intent Seed, he is not far from achieving Sword Intent!

Today, Qin Chen's displayed strength surprised him, but the stronger Qin Chen is, the more he can prove his superiority by using the Sword Intent Seed to kill Qin Chen, making him even stronger than Qin Chen!

"It's just a Sword Intent Seed, is it that big of a deal?"

Qin Chen shook his head, looking at the infatuated girls with a strange expression, his tone still calm.

"Clear Wind Sword Technique!"

Chu Linfeng directly slashed his sword, combining it with the Sword Intent Seed, instantly launching an attack. The sword qi wrapped around, the sword wind howled, and it rushed towards Qin Chen.

Seeing this, Qin Chen raised the wooden sword in his hand.

The wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly at this moment.

He is the son of the Supreme Divine Emperor, with the body of a Nine Lives Heavenly Son, having experienced nine lives and nine deaths, each of which was a legendary figure.

In his fourth life, he achieved the illustrious name of "Qingyun Sword Emperor."

Now, although he has started over, the various realms he once comprehended still linger in his heart.

In his memory, he once created a sword technique—Xiu Ye Sword—on his own, which even at the Sword Emperor level, remained a powerful killing move.

Although it has been several lifetimes, he could never forget this move.

Xiu Ye Sword was a technique he comprehended unintentionally while watching his disciple practice swordsmanship in the forest.

Falling leaves, cut in half by a sword, is something that can be achieved with practice, not difficult.

However, cutting the falling leaves into various patterns before they hit the ground is quite challenging.

And doing it with a single sword is even more difficult.

Qin Chen spent a hundred years sitting under a tree, finally mastering this sword technique, so he named it Xiu Ye Sword.

Ultimately, he refined and integrated it into a perfect move, formless and intangible.

Although it is just one move, it is the strongest, benefiting him throughout his life.

At this moment, seeing Chu Yqing attack, Qin Chen directly launched his wooden sword.

"Xiu Ye Sword!"

This sword had no special techniques, no strange changes, but in Chu Yqing's eyes, there was no way to avoid it.

Most importantly, when Qin Chen's sword was unleashed, the long sword in Chu Yqing's hand seemed to lose control, and even the Sword Intent Seed became chaotic.

Immediately, the sword qi he emitted became disordered, changing its form and trajectory, actually retreating and attacking him instead.

This scene, to the onlookers, seemed like... Chu Yqing was attacking himself?

Yes, that's exactly what it was!

But Chu Yqing could not say anything at this moment.

The sword power returned, and he could only use his body to block the sword qi.

However, in an instant, he saw Qin Chen, Qin Chen's face, and Qin Chen's smile.

But he could do nothing at this moment.

He could only watch helplessly as Qin Chen approached him, and the wooden sword pierced through his heart with a "pu" sound!

This move looked simple, but he could not retreat or resist.

How could this be?

Gradually, Chu Yqing felt his consciousness fading, his expression becoming hazy, and his eyes heavy.

He gradually lost the ability to feel the gazes and voices around him.

"Yqing!"

Chu Shanhe, the patriarch of the Chu family, was trembling.

He could comfort Shen Chengfeng, but when it happened to him, he could not comfort himself.

He thought it was a sure win, but he never expected his son to die.

And he was killed by Qin Chen... with a wooden sword!

At this moment, the infatuated girls and the onlookers were speechless.

A wooden sword... can really kill someone!

"Great job, Brother Chen!"

Qin Xinxin, weighing over 200 pounds, leaped up, causing the gate of the Qin family to shake.

Qin Cangsheng and Qin Yuanshan, the brothers, looked at each other, both stunned.

"Is this... still my son Qin Chen?" Qin Cangsheng was a bit dazed.

"Brother, what are you talking nonsense for!" Qin Yuanshan laughed, "Dust's Star Gate was taken, but instead of being discouraged, he... turned a disaster into a blessing, becoming even stronger than before!"

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

"Chu Shanhe!"

Qin Chen looked at Chu Shanhe, his face unchanged, and said, "Originally, I might have called you father-in-law, but now it's impossible. Chu Yqing is dead, and this wooden sword is my funeral gift to him!"

"Compared to giving Shen Yuan a coffin, this wooden sword, though just a piece of Lingxiang wood, is something Chu Yqing likes. I think he would be satisfied!"

"You..."

Chu Shanhe looked at Qin Chen, no longer seeing him as a mere youth.

Is there such a seasoned, sharp-tongued, and heart-wrenching youth?

"Chu Patriarch!"

Ling Shicheng stepped forward at this moment.

Just as Chu Shanhe comforted Shen Chengfeng earlier, Ling Shicheng comforted, "We underestimated this youth, but the situation has reached this point. For the third match, it's time for a member of the Ling family to step up!"

"Chu Patriarch, are you going to..."

"That's right!"

Ling Shicheng turned and looked at a young man behind him.

"Uncle!"

The young man took a step forward, his figure towering, muscles well-developed, face cold, and his aura giving off a subtle sense of oppression.