The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 187: Fighting Spirit Soaring into the Sky

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Fighting Spirit Soaring into the Sky

Lin Bai, with murderous intent in his eyes, cast a deep stare at the battered figure of Ye Suxin, who was all bloody and flung away.

"And I wonder if he is still alive."

Lin Bai shook his head slightly, no longer paying attention to Ye Suxin.

At this point, those who were surrounding Lin Bai to take him down: Ye Suxin had embarrassingly escaped, while Liu Liang and Zhang Qun had died on the spot.

Now, it was...

Lin Bai turned around and looked at Lin Zi’er, who was cold and indifferent.

"Finally, it’s just the two of us left on this mountain peak," said Lin Zi’er apathetically.

Mountain peak?

This was not a mountain peak.

But when Lin Zi’er put it this way, it implied that she had lost to Lin Bai on the peak of Qingyou Mountain in Lingxi City.

By saying ’mountain peak’, Lin Zi’er was expressing her intent to avenge her past humiliation.

"You will lose again. And this time, no one can save you," Lin Bai brandished his sword, its blade shimmering with boundless chilling lights, pointing at Lin Zi’er.

The chilling glare on the Sinister Wind Sword almost seemed to freeze the space around it.

"Haha! Lin Bai, you’re too arrogant. Even if you defeated Liu Liang, Ye Suxin, and Zhang Qun, your strength still seems pitifully weak to me," Lin Zi’er said coldly.

"Whether I am weak or strong, it’s not for you to comment," Lin Bai raised his Sharp Sword, pointing at Lin Zi’er.

"Come, we both know, only one of us can live."

Lin Bai’s face was resolute, his eyes gleaming with boundless battle intention. His sword intention lurked in the void like a fierce beast, ready to pounce.

Lin Zi’er’s gaze was cold, staring at Lin Bai. Her face full of arrogance and indifference, as if a divine spirit was looking at an ant.

"Is Lin Zi’er going to fight Lin Bai?"

"This treasured daughter of Canghai Yuntai Palace, although she’s not yet broken through to the Heaven Martial Realm, it’s just a matter of time."

"Lin Bai is courting death. A Martial Soul of the Yellow Level First Grade daring to challenge a genius with a Martial Soul of the Heaven Level Fifth Grade, he must be tired of living."

"Tsk, Lin Zi’er’s reputation is too great that every riff-raff thinks they can climb up using Lin Zi’er. Lin Bai, do you even qualify to fight Lin Zi’er?"

Many of the warriors were sarcastically sneering at Lin Bai.

Outside the Relics of the Wind God Sect, Zhao Xiansheng frowned slightly, his fingers pinching a chess piece. About to make his move, he slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, carefully looking into the relics of the Wind God Sect.

"King Zhao?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.

"Almost there, the game should end here." Zhao Xiansheng, with his back to Bai Xiaoxiao, flicked a finger, and the chess piece fell on the board.

Bai Xiaoxiao quickly looked down, and with one move, she had lost.

"I see. I lost a long time ago."

Bai Xiaoxiao realized that Zhao Xiansheng had planned this move a long time ago.

As soon as Zhao Xiansheng lost interest in the game, one move would end it all.

Bai Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, always thought she had the upper hand.

...

"Come on."

Lin Bai pointed his sword at Lin Zi’er and said solemnly.

With Lin Zi’er regal and powerful, Lin Bai seemed like a humble mortal challenging a god, unabashedly courting death.

"Hmph!"

Lin Zi’er sneered, moving swiftly like a butterfly, turning into a series of fading shadows and rushing in front of Lin Bai.

"Holy shit! Lin Zi’er’s movement is so fast that it’s almost on par with the Heaven Martial Realm." A spectating warrior screamed in shock when he saw this.

All eyes were on this epic battle.

This could be the strongest duel under the Shenwu Genius List.

Roar!

Lin Zi’er, like a specter, as she neared Lin Bai, exploded with Qi as vast as the ocean. It rose to the sky and came crashing down.

With one punch, she shook the void, hitting Lin Bai in the chest.

Splash--

Struck by the punch, Lin Bai was thrown back over a hundred meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But Lin Bai was not frightened by this punch’s power, on the contrary, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He brandished his sword, and the sword qi roared like a divine dragon, annihilating everything, and barreling towards Lin Zi’er.

Among the roaring sword qi, all things were extinguished.

"Astonishing Wind Sword Skill! Wind Rise!"

Lin Bai’s figure shot forward like lightning, closely following the sword qi in its charge.

"Your sword skill is no match for me." Lin Zi’er sneered, her delicate fingers clenched into a fist and punched out. A terrifying force was released, instantly shattering Lin Bai’s swoard qi.

"Primordial Divine Spirit Palm!"

After shattering Lin Bai’s sword qi with a punch, Lin Zi’er found Lin Bai’s figure.

A palm print appeared out of thin air, like the fist of a god descending from the heavens, wanting to crush all those who defied the heavens in this world.

The terrifying power swept across the vast lands, leveling everything within a hundred meters.

Primordial Divine Spirit Palm was Lin Zi’er’s martial soul secret skill, incredibly powerful, and Lin Bai had already experienced its strength.

Now Lin Zi’er, who was at the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, displayed this palm, its power was ten times stronger than when in Lingxi City.

As soon as the fist fell, the heavens and earth began to tremble.

Facing such a powerful punch, Lin Bai’s face turned crimson with anger, shouting repeatedly:

"Sword Intention!"

"Astonishing Wind Sword Skill, Sixth Form, Shocking Storm!"

Lin Bai swung his sword, clenching his teeth and meeting the attack head-on.

Upon seeing this, Lin Zi’er’s beautiful eyes revealed a mocking smile, she flicked a finger and a seven-colored light pierced out momentarily.

"Primordial God-Extinguishing Light!"

The light of a god-destroying power, causing the destruction of all gods.

Just as Lin Bai shattered Lin Zi’er’s Primordial Divine Spirit Palm, the God-Extinguishing Light had already arrived in front of him. With a bang, this divine light pierced straight through Lin Bai’s chest, creating a finger-sized bloody hole, from which blood gushed out.

With another hit, Lin Bai’s face was pale, his expression miserable, his eyes lost their previous sharpness and became dim and confused.

Splat--

Lin Bai was sent flying, his body riddled with injuries.

Seeing Lin Bai in such a state, a look of joy finally appeared on Lin Zi’er’s icy face, she said, "Hahaha, Lin Bai, I told you. The day we meet again, I will trample you underfoot."

"Today, I finally did it."

Lin Zi’er was laughing uncontrollably.

In the half year since she joined Canghai Yuntai Palace, Lin Zi’er has been striving to cultivate day and night, always remembering the humiliation Lin Bai had caused her.

From the day she left Lingxi City, Lin Zi’er had vowed to kill Lin Bai at any cost, no matter the methods she had to use.

She swore to make him pay the price for defiling the dignity of the goddess.

"What are you laughing at? I’m not dead yet." Lin Bai stood up from the ground using his sword for support. Blood flowed from his body, running down his leg to the ground and gradually forming a small stream.

"You as you are now, I can easily kill you with a single palm strike. Do you really think you still have the power to fight?" Lin Zi’er sneered with disdain.

"As long as I’m standing, I’ll keep fighting!" Lin Bai raised his sword, blood splashed out as he stared at Lin Zi’er with determination.

The warriors in the Inner Gate area saw this scene and felt a sense of sympathy for Lin Bai.

"He’s in this state, and he still wants to keep fighting?"

"Yeah, Lin Bai, why don’t you just admit defeat? If you keep fighting, you’re going to die."

"Once a person dies, they lose everything."

"He won’t admit defeat, because he’s a sword cultivator."

"Sword cultivators are proud, overbearing, indifferent, strong. They are not afraid of the past, nor are they afraid of the future. They will never kneel and admit defeat just because their opponent is powerful."

"Sword cultivator, how terrifying that term itself is."

Many warriors, upon seeing Lin Bai in such a sorry state, were filled with regret.

Lin Bai was able to defeat Liu Liang, he was able to defeat Zhang Qun, this was something only a genius could do.

However, in front of the powerful Lin Zi’er, Lin Bai was still a bit short.

A genius was about to fall. This made many of the warriors feel regret.

"Humph, I’ll send you to the netherworld with one last palm."