Chapter 56

Duan Fei's ghostly swift movements lost their effectiveness, and he was suddenly at a disadvantage.

The two engaged in close combat, with purple light surging into the sky and sword qi crisscrossing. However, without his speed, Duan Fei was like a bird in the sky that had lost its wings, unable to fully unleash his strength.

"Surprising Wind Sword!"

Duan Fei thrust his sword, and his muddy body became a bit more agile. A white eagle's silhouette appeared on the sword tip.

"Sword momentum! Again, sword momentum! No wonder you are one of the Four Heroes of the Outer Sect. Besides your abnormal speed, you have even comprehended sword momentum!"

Shangguan's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and the long spear in his hand transformed into a dragon, lunging at the white eagle. Instantly, the entire arena was filled with the sound of intense clashes.

Boom!

After the earth-shattering impact, the two separated again. Where they had stood, a cross-shaped crack appeared, almost splitting the entire arena into four pieces.

Duan Fei retreated several steps before stabilizing himself. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Shangguan Liuyun with a hint of fear.

Shangguan Liuyun stood with his spear, divine flames flickering on his body, his breathing not the slightest bit disordered.

"I concede!" Duan Fei sheathed his sword. His strength was being suppressed, and continuing the fight would be futile. It was better to conserve his strength for the third round.

Shangguan Liuyun put away his purple spear, bowed to Duan Fei, and then walked off the arena.

"Shangguan Liuyun wins!" the referee announced.

"Shangguan Liuyun is too powerful. Even Duan Fei's abnormal speed was suppressed, and he didn't even use his full strength."

"Shangguan is likely to be the first this time..."

Everyone was discussing Shangguan Liuyun, while Lin Xuan closed his eyes, contemplating the movements Duan Fei had used and Shangguan Liuyun's unique vortex spear technique.

According to Jiu Ye, Shangguan Liuyun's vortex spear technique was actually an application of spiritual energy, precisely controlling every bit of it and then rapidly rotating to form something like a vortex.

This technique was similar to Lin Xuan's Thunder Movement Sword Technique, both involving precise control of power to maximize its effectiveness.

"Semifinal match two, Lin Xuan vs. Jiang Yulong!"

After a moment, the referee's voice rang out again. This match would determine one more victor to face Shangguan Liuyun in the final.

"Hmph, finally my turn. Lin Xuan, prepare to die!" Jiang Yulong leaped onto the arena with a graceful movement, crossing his arms and looking very relaxed.

"Jiang Yulong doesn't seem to take Lin Xuan seriously at all."

"Of course not. He's confident enough to challenge Shangguan Liuyun, so how could he lose here?"

In the crowd, the disciples of the Divine Might Sect erupted in thunderous cheers, as if Jiang Yulong had already won the championship.

"Hey, where's Lin Xuan? Why hasn't he come up yet?" someone asked in confusion.

"Is he afraid?" Normally, both contestants would already be on the stage, but Lin Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmph, whether he comes up or not, the result will be the same. But I've never seen such a cowardly waste before!" a disciple of the Divine Might Sect sneered.

"Damn, look at Lin Xuan. What's he doing, meditating, or sleeping?" someone noticed Lin Xuan in the relaxation area, eyes closed and deep in thought, showing no intention of going up.

"Damn, what's he pretending for? If he's afraid, just say it!"

...

"Lin, Lin Xuan." Yin Qingyi called out softly.

"Hey, you coward, are you really scared?" Tang Yu whispered.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and rubbed his head helplessly. He was still recalling the previous battle, almost having it all figured out, just needing to put it into practice.

If anyone knew Lin Xuan's thoughts, they would be shocked. What kind of heavenly talent would it take to understand the essence of someone else's martial arts just by watching once?

He stood up and slowly walked to the arena, facing Jiang Yulong.

"You still dare to come up?" Jiang Yulong sneered. "I think it's better for you to stay down there. At least cowards can survive."

"You talk too much." Lin Xuan said calmly.

"Hmph, keep pretending. Do you really think defeating Huayang Ping makes you my equal? Let me tell you, you're far too weak!"

"I don't know who gave you that confidence, but from now on, it will be useless in front of me!" Lin Xuan drew his dark red sword with a reverse grip.

"Should I let you have three moves?" Jiang Yulong was extremely arrogant. "Otherwise, you'll lose in one move, and that would be no fun!"

"Three moves?" Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile. "Thank you."

With that, his body vanished from its spot and reappeared in front of Jiang Yulong.

A distance of ten zhang was covered in the blink of an eye, such speed was terrifying.

Before anyone could react, Lin Xuan's Red Flame Sword descended with a thunderous strike, like a red lightning bolt, incredibly fast.

The red sword was like a massive mountain, heavy and oppressive, pressing down on Jiang Yulong. At that speed, Jiang Yulong couldn't dodge and could only draw his sword to block.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, emitting a metallic roar.

"Didn't you say you'd let me have three moves?" Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"The offer is withdrawn. Now, I'm going to kill you!" Jiang Yulong swung his sword, his face twisted with ferocity. That last move had almost caught him off guard.

"I'll show you what a true genius is!" Jiang Yulong's sword was suddenly covered in a layer of red flames, as bright as the sun.

The air temperature rose sharply, and black spots appeared on the ground, the result of the intense heat.

"In the face of my fire attribute spiritual energy, you are no different from an ant!" Jiang Yulong swung his sword, and layers of heat waves spread out, almost melting the air.

"Flame Dragon Sword!" Jiang Yulong thrust his sword, and the red spiritual energy transformed into a fiery dragon, roaring towards Lin Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, the fire dragon was in front of Lin Xuan, about to engulf him.

Lin Xuan activated the Longevity Technique, and his spiritual energy, which had turned pale gold after absorbing the golden arc, circulated rapidly.

A faint golden light covered his body, like a golden armor. This was the first time Lin Xuan had used his spiritual energy on the arena.

Seeing the golden light on Lin Xuan's body, someone exclaimed, "Fifth-stage Meridian Condensation, are you kidding?"

"What? Fifth-stage Meridian Condensation? You didn't see wrong? A fifth-stage Meridian Condensation disciple defeated Huayang Ping? That's too monstrous!"

The aura Lin Xuan was now displaying was indeed that of a fifth-stage Meridian Condensation, but his strength far exceeded that of a typical sixth-stage Meridian Condensation disciple.

"Is he going to resist this sword strike?" The disciples noticed that Lin Xuan had no intention of dodging. "Is he crazy? That's attribute spiritual energy. How can a fifth-stage Meridian Condensation disciple resist it?"

This scene left everyone puzzled, even Shangguan Liuyun, whose eyes flickered with a hint of confusion.