Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 582 - 582 580 Defeating the Enemy with One Move

582: Chapter 580: Defeating the Enemy with One Move 582: Chapter 580: Defeating the Enemy with One Move This was a Late Stage Spirit Communication Martial Artist holding dual blades, a cold smile on his face.

“The competition begins,” the red-robed old man said.

The young martial artist laughed heartily, swinging his dual blades to create fiercely bright Sword Lights that swept around in a circle.

That strike was powerful enough to split mountains and rivers, intensely fierce.

However, as soon as the Sword Light flew halfway, it suddenly shattered.

Then, the dual-bladed martial artist’s body trembled, and he violently flew backward.

“What?

This is impossible!”

The dual-bladed martial artist fell to the ground, his body continuously convulsing.

On him, countless golden arcs skipped around, releasing terrifying Power of Thunder and Lightning, causing his body to quiver rapidly.

The people below were all stunned, like stone statues.

The entire Fighting Arena was eerily silent.

After a long while, the crowd came back to their senses, drawing in a cold breath as they looked forward.

Among them, most hadn’t even seen Lin Xuan’s movement.

“Who is this kid?

He’s so formidable!”

“To think he knocked back a Late Stage Spirit Communication Martial Artist in one move, this is a cross-level challenge.”

The crowd was shocked, realizing that the young man was far more formidable than they had imagined.

Even the red-robed judge was greatly surprised; he took another look at Lin Xuan and then said in a grave voice, “Challenger wins; the challenge continues.”

His voice prompted many calls from the audience.

Because just in the first round, they had all bet on Lin Xuan to lose, and they hadn’t anticipated this outcome.

“Damn it, my Spirit Stones!”

“No way, this time I must watch carefully before betting!” Many regretted and became more cautious.

In the VIP seats, Blackwood Mountain looked at Lin Xuan on the stage, his face turning exceptionally ugly.

The challenge continued.

The red-robed judge said solemnly.

The crowd below was abuzz, quickly another martial artist went up to the Arena.

“Kid, I’ll fight you!”

The newcomer was a young man, not particularly handsome but carrying a hint of cold arrogance.

This person was also a Late Stage Spirit Communication Martial Artist, but the aura he exuded was even more intense, a notch stronger than the previous martial artist.

“Iron Chain Cross River!”

With a flick of his hand, the young man condensed a Spirit Power long spear.

Carrying an endlessly violent demeanor, it swept across.

The Spear Light was like a mighty river, endlessly flowing, instantly tearing the Void.

Lin Xuan’s figure shifted, like a duckweed, weaving through countless Spear Lights.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, waving it continuously.

Above the palm wind, golden arcs danced, forming a massive Thunder Light Palm, ten zhang tall, pushing outwards in every direction.

Thunder exploded uncontrollably, Thunder and Lightning danced wildly.

This golden Thunder Light Palm was too violent; with one palm, it shattered the skyful of Spear Light and then charged towards the opponent with even more ferocious vigor.

That young man swiftly dodged, rapidly retreating as the massive Thunder Light Palm shone brightly, with Thunder dancing on it, and Golden Snake wildly swirling.

Eventually, the young man was struck by the golden Thunder Light Palm, flying backward, landing on the Arena.

Another enemy was defeated in one move.

The crowd exclaimed, unable to believe.

The martial artist who went up this time was much stronger than the previous one, but still could not escape the fate of being defeated in one move.

In contrast, Lin Xuan appeared very composed with that palm, hardly exerting much effort.

“What on earth is his identity?

Such terrifying power!”

“My God, could he be a genius martial artist from beyond our domain?”

“Possibly, next time we must bet on him winning.”

Although Lin Xuan did not display overwhelmingly violent prowess, his ability to defeat his opponent with a single move still shocked everyone.

“The challenger wins, the challenge continues,” the red-robed referee took a deep breath and announced loudly.

“Middle-stage Spirit Communication Realm, yet able to defeat a Late Stage Spirit Communication Realm opponent with a single move, his power must be very close to the Peak of Spirit Communication Realm now.”

“Interesting, let me have a go at you!”

A young man dressed in white stepped forward.

His eyes were sharp, and his speed was like lightning.

He left a residual image in his original spot and quickly reached the arena.

“It’s Lu Yun, he’s making his move too!”

“Lu Yun, with his Late Stage Spirit Communication cultivation, has the strength comparable to a Peak Spirit Communicator, truly a formidable opponent.”

“Yes, especially his Blood Demon Eight Slashes—it’s a ruthless fighting style.

Even Peak Spirit Communicators wouldn’t dare block it head-on.”

“It seems this young kid named Lin Xuan is in trouble.”

“Possibly, with Lu Yun taking action, he could completely target this youngster.”

“Alas, if only he weren’t so arrogant.

Winning the previous two matches with a single move probably made many people resentful.”

“Quick, place your bets, the odds this time are high.”

The crowd discussed; with Lu Yun making a move, they really didn’t look favorably upon Lin Xuan.

“Kid, you’re quite arrogant,” Lu Yun sneered, “I’ll show you that this is not a place where you can act recklessly!”

Then, he drew out his blood-colored long sword and swiftly chopped down.

Lu Yun was exceptionally decisive, showing no hesitation.

Blood Sword Light surged, extending in all directions, like streaks of blood-colored ribbon dancing in the air.

“Blood Demon Eight Slashes!”

In an instant, eight massive beams of light were unleashed, filling the air with dense blood mist, turning the entire space blood-red.

The Sword Light, like streaks of ribbon, crisscrossed in the air; eight massive beams tore through the void, converged together, and formed a curtain of blood-light, shrouding Lin Xuan.

“It’s the Blood Demon Eight Slashes!”

“Lu Yun has used his absolute skill right from the start, that kid is probably done for!”

“Yes, I think Lu Yun also wants to defeat his opponent in a single move to thoroughly humiliate him.”

The crowd below exclaimed in awe; the Blood Demon Eight Slashes was too magnificent, those eight beams of bloody light like ferocious blood-colored Flood Dragons.

Lin Xuan stood his ground, showing no intention of dodging.

His right hand rose, with golden lightning dancing on his arm, quickly interweaving into a ten-meter-long golden electric chainsaw.

Following that, it thunderously fell.

Lin Xuan had long mastered the Thunder Realm, and with his recent deeper insights, the Thunder Realm had become even more profound.

Thus, this move was ferociously intense; it completely displayed the aura of the Power of Thunder and Lightning.

The golden electric chainsaw fell, mercilessly slicing everything in its path, shattering the eight beams of sword light.

Lu Yun’s face turned pale, feeling an unprecedented immense pressure; his bones creaked as if they might split open anytime.

The next moment, his body trembled as if struck by lightning, emitting a burnt smell, and he was sent flying backward.

One move, Lu Yun was defeated!

The crowd was in an uproar; many rubbed their eyes wildly, not believing what had just unfolded before them.

“This can’t be possible, Lu Yun was defeated, and with a single move, he was blasted away.”

To know, Lu Yun was comparable to a Peak Spirit Communicator!

Yet now, he was defeated by Lin Xuan in a single move, doesn’t that mean Lin Xuan’s strength is comparable to a true Peak Spirit Communicator?

If this is true, it’s too terrifying.

Lin Xuan is only at the Middle Stage of Spirit Communication Realm, yet his strength is equivalent to the Peak, which is a leap across two minor realms.

Even the previously formidable Xia He had only crossed one realm.