Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 191 - 191 190 Sword Intent vs Sword Intent

191: Chapter 190: Sword Intent vs Sword Intent 191: Chapter 190: Sword Intent vs Sword Intent Leng Yidao slowly stood up, his body swaying as he moved to the center of the square.

“Wenxue Sect’s Leng Yidao, who wishes to battle?”

The crowd’s eyes were ablaze with excitement, even Lin Xuan looked on with a hint of anticipation.

Swoosh!

A figure shot out like a flame striking the ground.

“Earth Fire Sect, Zhang Guang!”

“Good!” Leng Yidao’s face was expressionless as the aura around him gradually climbed.

Swish!

The bright sword light flared up as Leng Yidao appeared on the other side.

Clang!

The long sword slowly sheathed as Leng Yidao stood tall and proud.

“Is that it?” The crowd looked at each other in confusion, not having understood what happened.

However, the elders of various factions nodded slightly, and the martial artists of both the first and second tiers had serious expressions on their faces.

“Brother Lin, what happened?”

Liu Yang and Weiwei also didn’t understand and had to ask Lin Xuan beside them.

“Such a fast saber!”

Lin Xuan’s body tensed as he spoke gravely.

“In that instant just now, he delivered nine strikes, each targeting Zhang Guang’s vital points.”

“If it were a life-and-death battle, Zhang Guang would be dead beyond doubt!”

“Nine strikes!” Liu Yang and Weiwei were shocked; they hadn’t seen even one strike.

It was noteworthy that both were also among the top fifty on the Hidden Dragon List and had not seen Leng Yidao’s moves clearly.

At the same time, they were once again surprised by Lin Xuan’s strength.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Pieces of Zhang Guang’s armor shattered and scattered on the ground.

“Thank, thank you for showing mercy!”

Zhang Guang’s face was filled with fear; in that instant, he had felt the threat of death.

Who else wants to experience this?

Leng Yidao’s expression remained calm.

Following that, several others took their turns, all from the top twenty of the Hidden Dragon List, but none could withstand Leng Yidao’s saber technique.

Each battle was resolved with a single strike.

“Such a swift saber technique, somewhat similar to the Wind Emperor’s Sword,” Lin Xuan murmured to himself.

He found inspiration in Leng Yidao’s saber technique and gained a deeper understanding of the Wind Emperor’s Sword.

“Perhaps my Wind Emperor’s Sword can also achieve this speed!” A light burst in Lin Xuan’s eyes.

Swoosh!

After sending the last opponent flying with a single strike, Leng Yidao stood in the center of the arena, with no one daring to challenge him again.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and where his eyes roved, the martial artists lowered their heads one after another.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon Lin Xuan.

One breath, two breaths…

Leng Yidao’s gaze did not waver.

“Does he intend to challenge Lin Xuan?” the crowd wondered in surprise.

Lin Xuan was also slightly stunned, but his expression did not change.

“Once you have grown, we shall battle then!”

Leng Yidao did not attack but instead spoke solemnly.

“Agreed!” Lin Xuan smiled, “I’m looking forward to that day.”

Lin Xuan remained poised and accepted the challenge.

“Leng Yidao actually considers Lin Xuan an opponent!

It seems Lin Xuan’s potential is indeed terrifying!”

Many martial artists gazed deeply at Lin Xuan, their eyes filled with wariness.

Leng Yidao’s gaze moved away and then fixed on Lin Feng.

His aura continued to soar, a fierce Sword Intent bursting forth!

“Shall we battle?”

Leng Yidao said in a deep voice.

“You are not my match!” Lin Feng wore a look of pride.

“Whether I am a match or not, we’ll know after we fight!”

Leng Yidao took a step forward, a piercing blue Cold Energy surged in all directions, the overwhelming Sword Intent as if to cleave the sky.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, as if their souls were being suppressed.

“Is this what Sword Intent is?

It’s terrifying!”

“Among peers, no one is his match!” Many martial artists revealed a bitter smile at the corners of their mouths.

Facing such momentum, their bodies wouldn’t obey them anymore, let alone strike out.

Lin Feng, dressed in white, surpassing the snow, took a step out and instantly arrived at the square.

He grasped his longsword at his waist, and an invisible fluctuation spread out.

At that moment, everyone’s weapons hummed and trembled, as if they were about to soar into the skies.

Many martial artists could only desperately grasp their weapons, with looks of horror on their faces.

Apart from the elders of various factions, the only ones unaffected in the field were Meng Yan, Yue Xun, Leng Yidao, and Lin Xuan.

The former two were more powerful than Lin Feng and thus unaffected, while the latter two were because they had comprehended Saber Intent and Sword Intent.

Sensing Lin Feng’s strength, Leng Yidao’s face turned solemn.

He raised his long sword high, his gaze firmly fixed on what lay ahead.

“Catch my blade!”

Leng Yidao’s speed was to the utmost, his body turning into a thin line as he charged out at breakneck speed.

The blade’s edge flashed with cold light, splitting the air in two, as countless waves of energy rolled behind him.

“Slash!”

A void-like shadow of the blade swept over the hearts of the crowd, chilling them to the bone.

Lin Feng drew his longsword, Sword Intent soaring to the sky, the massive Sword Qi seemingly about to split heaven and earth.

Two incredible wills collided, rubbing against each other in the air, and even generating thunder and lightning.

As if bringing about the end of the world, thunder and lightning mixed, and within a hundred meters all around were fine lines of sword aura, mercilessly cutting across the land.

“Ah—”

Leng Yidao shouted, his Saber Intent exploding to the extreme, annihilating everything.

Opposite him, Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly became sharp.

An even more intense aura burst forth from within him, a presence that spelled despair.

“What is this…”

Everyone’s expression turned grave.

Yet, Lin Ye’s face revealed a slight smile; he held a cup of fine wine and leisurely drank it down.

Lin Xuan felt the power, his knuckles turning slightly white.

“Even Sword Intent is graded!”

Lin Feng’s laughter sounded out, the enormous Sword Qi thundered down, shattering Leng Yidao’s blade light.

The remnants of the Sword Qi headed towards the crowd.

Seal!

The elder of the Wenxue Sect had already been on guard, an invisible Ice Wall sprung from the ground, forming a barrier.

Boom!

The echo of Sword Qi on the Ice Wall rang out, leaving countless white streaks on the surface.

But it could not shake the Ice Wall.

The crowd was stunned, gaining a profound understanding for the first time of the strength of a Soul Fusion Realm expert.

As strong as Lin Feng was, even with his earth-shattering Sword Intent, he couldn’t break through the effortless defense of a Soul Fusion Realm expert.

This was a chasm as wide as the heavens; once one entered the Three Spirit Realms, their strength compared to the Spirit Sea Realm would be worlds apart.

In the field, Leng Yidao’s face was pale, with traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.

Although his expression was somewhat wilted, his eyes shone even brighter.

“Never would I have thought that your Sword Intent could reach such Small Success!

I shall challenge you again!”

Leng Yidao turned and returned to his seat.

“The Lin Family has such a Heavenly Pride; a cause for celebration indeed!”

“Congratulations to Young Master Lin Feng, congratulations to Brother Ye!”

A multitude of people offered their congratulations.

Lin Xuan felt heavy-hearted, sensing the pressure.

Not only was Lin Feng’s cultivation strong, but his Sword Intent had also reached Small Success; among the younger generation, he had almost no rivals!

Such a rival excited Lin Xuan.

He felt his blood boiling, and the Sword Intent Seed within him was trembling as if it wanted to break free.

“Sword Intent reaching Small Success, huh?

I’m looking forward to it,” Lin Xuan roared inwardly.

Lin Feng had repelled Yi Dao and then casually glanced at Lin Xuan, his gaze filled with disdain.

Lastly, he looked towards Yue Xun and Meng Yan.

Lin Feng’s gaze flickered, pondering something, and in the end, he chose not to make a move.

“Sister, why don’t we have a little spar?”

Yue Xun’s gaze carried a slyness as he looked towards the Ice and Snow Fairy.