Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 230 - 230 229 I Misjudged!

230: Chapter 229: I Misjudged!

(Extra) 230: Chapter 229: I Misjudged!

(Extra) Lin Xuan’s strike had caused He Yingcai to sustain internal injuries.

Collapsed on the ground, He Yingcai felt muddled, the Spirit Sea within his body in turmoil, and its agitation ceaseless.

The scene that had just unfolded puzzled him; he had clearly used a Soul Attack, yet his opponent seemed utterly unaffected.

Moreover, he had sensed a powerful Soul Power resisting his own.

“Could it be that he’s also a Second Grade Rune Master?” A thought suddenly surfaced in He Yingcai’s mind.

But it was quickly dismissed; a Second Grade Rune Master so young was unprecedented in the history of Ying Country, let alone in the comparatively backward Xia Country!

With a roll of his body, he swiftly attempted to escape towards the rear.

However, Lin Xuan hardly gave him the chance to flee, his hand shot out like lightning, and he grabbed He Yingcai once again.

“What?” The crowd was somewhat bewildered.

“You shameless wretch, let go of our great senior brother!”

“How despicable!”

The people from the Mingwen Palace shouted angrily, their eyes seemingly shooting out flames.

But the Martial Artists from Xia Country were exceptionally excited, many of them unable to refrain from shouting out.

Before the start of the competition, they had not been spared the ridicule and sarcastic remarks from the people of Ying Country; now they naturally wanted to pay it back.

“Boy, you’ve angered me!”

He Yingcai, an elite of the Mingwen Palace, had never suffered such humiliation, especially at the hands of a young man inferior to him in every aspect.

Soul Power churned violently within him, and a frightful aura pervaded the air.

“Soul Shock!”

A piercing voice rang out, followed immediately by the terrifying power of the Soul.

In that moment, around Arena One, Martial Artists trembled as they felt a tremor deep within their souls, as if their souls might extinguish at any moment.

“Fantastic, it’s Brother He’s secret Soul Skill!”

“That kid’s as good as dead!

No one can escape Brother He’s Soul Shock!”

The disciples of Mingwen Palace wore victorious smiles on their faces.

In the stands, Elder He also exhaled in relief.

“I didn’t expect he would use his ultimate move so quickly, to be defeated by this technique, you of Xia Country can take pride!”

Elder He’s words startled Elder Song and the others; they were naturally aware of the formidable power of the Soul Shock technique, those afflicted lightly with it suffered grave damage to their souls, and the severely afflicted could die instantly!

“Damn it!

Lin Xuan must not get hurt!” Elder Gu clenched his fists tightly.

“Die!” A malicious gleam flashed in He Yingcai’s eyes; Lin Xuan’s conduct had driven him to murderous intent.

“Slash!”

Feeling the pressure on the soul level, Lin Xuan’s gaze sharpened, the Rune in his left eye flickered, and he swiftly swung out the Soul Sword.

Hiss!

He Yingcai’s Soul Attack, like fabric, was cleaved in two.

“Ah——”

A scream rose, He Yingcai clutched his head and hollered, blood flowing from all seven orifices.

Thump!

Lin Xuan kicked him out of the arena.

Silence, absolute silence!

The Martial Artists nearby Arena One were all stunned, disbelieving the spectacle before their eyes.

Was that not the Soul Shock?

Had it been so easily shattered?

“Brother He!” The people from Mingwen Palace snapped back to reality and hurried towards He Yingcai.

Swoosh!

A figure swiftly appeared and materialized beside He Yingcai.

It was an elder, precisely Elder He from the Mingwen Palace.

He extended his soul to probe around He Yingcai’s body, his expression immediately darkening.

“Hmph, seems I’ve been mistaken!” Elder He looked coldly towards Lin Xuan.

Feeling the pressure from a Soul Fusion Realm Expert, Lin Xuan’s complexion turned slightly pale, the dragon-shaped engravings within his body emitted light, and the Great Dragon Sword Intent cried out within him.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan felt a surge of power filling his body, diminishing the pressure of the Soul Fusion Realm expert.

“Elder He, remember the rules!”

The referee of the first arena approached, his words carrying a warning.

Elder He glared at Lin Xuan resentfully before quickly taking He Yingcai back to the stands for healing.

“Elder Song, very good, excellent indeed!” Elder He said coldly, looking towards Xia Country’s side.

“You’re too kind!” Elder Song and the others were not at all afraid of Elder He.

However, they were also genuinely shocked deep down; Lin Xuan’s move was too astounding.

“The victor, Lin Xuan!” the referee announced loudly.

Cheers and exclamations arose from Xia Country’s disciples as they cheered and shouted, while disciples from the other two countries were somewhat stunned.

Especially the disciples of Ying Country, each with a gloomy face, they could not stand this outcome.

“Lin Xuan, hehe…” A young man in a black robe from Shadow Hall let out a low chuckle, “I hope you won’t disappoint me!”

This voice sent a chill through the hearts of the nearby disciples, and many subtly stepped away, distancing themselves from the man in the black robe.

They had witnessed the young man’s power, and the disciples of Shadow Hall knew all too well the extent of his strength.

Many of Ying Country’s disciples looked at Lin Xuan with hatred in their eyes, confident that if the man in the black robe made a move, Lin Xuan was bound to lose without a doubt!

“Lin Xuan, be careful,” Weiwei said with a worried face.

Clearly, she sensed the unusual atmosphere around them.

“I’m fine, you be careful, and if it really comes down to it, you can give up,” Lin Xuan whispered.

Soul injuries are difficult to heal, so you must think it through.

Weiwei nodded; she knew the severity of the situation.

Indeed, in the subsequent matches, the people from Mingwen Palace began to target Weiwei specifically.

However, Weiwei’s strength had reached the Spirit Sea Sixth Layer, and her Soul Power had even reached the peak of a First-grade Rune Master.

Near the first arena, aside from a few Second Grade Rune Masters, there were hardly any who could match her.

The competition continued, with several Second Grade Rune Masters taking the stage in turn, and they easily defeated their opponents.

Gradually, the power hierarchy among the participants became apparent.

The first tier included Lin Xuan, the man in the black robe, and a few other Second Grade Rune Masters, all of whom subdued their opponents within a few moves.

However, the subsequent matches refreshed everyone’s impression of the young man in the black robe.

In the second round, Shadowless from Shadow Hall took the stage again, his opponent being Zhong Yu, a Second Grade Rune Master from Rain Country.

The black-robed man moved his hands, forming black runes in front of him imbued with terrifying energy.

His opponent Zhong Yu held a circular weapon covered with sharp gears.

With a swing of his hand, the circular metal gear flew out like lightning, with dozens of tiny blades shooting out from it.

Zhong Yu’s Soul Power surged, controlling the myriad of flying knives to form an omnidirectional attack.

Whoosh!

Shadowless in the black robe shivered and vanished from his spot.

Clink clink clink!

All of the flying knives struck the ground, creating a shower of sparks.

Zhong Yu failed in his first strike; his Soul Power dispersed, and he immediately sensed the position of the black-robed man.

“Behind!” He turned sharply, only to be met with a dark glow.

Sizzle!

Boom!

Like black lightning, it struck fast upon the circular gear.

A hole the size of a thumb appeared; the dark glow pierced through the metal and hit Zhong Yu hard.

His Spiritual Armor was penetrated, leaving a bloody hole in his body.

“I concede…”

Clutching his wound, Zhong Yu walked off the arena with a face full of terror.

He had a feeling that if he hadn’t conceded, he might have very well lost his life on the stage.