The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 595 - 594: Amazing Dream Chooses Its Master!

Chapter 595: Chapter 594: Amazing Dream Chooses Its Master!

Lin Bai watched as a treasure sword flew out from his storage bag, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Jingmeng!"

Whizz——

The Jingmeng Sword pierced through the air and entered the martial arts stage.

Just when Jian Ruohan admitted that she couldn’t parry Feng Yunxiu’s sword attack, she suddenly felt a sharp sword flying from behind her.

Jian Ruohan quickly turned her head and saw the Jingmeng sword was charging straight at her.

Jian Ruohan also saw the disbelief on Lin Bai’s face.

The Jingmeng sword flew in, and Jian Ruohan swiftly grabbed it in her hand.

The moment the treasure sword was in her hand, Jian Ruohan felt that she and this sword were made for each other, without any sense of unfamiliarity.

When she held the sword, Jian Ruohan felt that her every move, every thought was well known to the Jingmeng sword.

At that moment, Jian Ruohan felt that the Jingmeng Sword had become a part of her body, a part of her soul.

Man and sword were one!

"Time for you to lose!"

At this moment, Feng Yunxiu was rushing in for an attack.

Jian Ruohan grasped the sword once more, her face icy, her eyes burning with an unyielding fighting spirit, the treasure sword in her hand started to quiver with excitement.

The power of a Sixth Grade Spirit Tool burst forth from the Jingmeng Sword.

"Since you are here, let’s battle again!"

"Martial Soul Secret Skill! Breath of the Ice Dragon!"

Jian Ruohan activated the martial soul secret skill again, and the Ice Crystal Divine Dragon materialized once more.

Feng Yunxiu sneered, "The same move, used twice against me, will only have half its power! Because your first strike didn’t defeat me, there’s no chance the second one will!"

"Nine-element Sword Box, Third Sword! Sui Yue!"

Feng Yunxiu unleashed the third sword again, the shadow of the sword merged with the treasure sword, producing an explosive force.

The sword blade of Feng Yunxiu seemed to possess a force that could destroy the world, one strike could easily shatter a mountain!

Boom——

Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan collided once more.

A Shocking Storm swept across the venue, causing the weaker sword cultivators in Sword Discussion City to be taken aback by the surge of their qi and blood, spurting out blood.

After the sword clash, the sword momentum of Feng Yunxiu was instantly shattered by the Ice Crystal Divine Dragon!

At that moment, Feng Yunxiu was knocked back like a severed kite, falling a hundred meters away, spitting blood.

The clash had shattered half of the chest bones of Feng Yunxiu!

"Ahhhh! I’m going to kill you!"

The intense pain radiating through his body filled Feng Yunxiu with rage.

Just as Feng Yunxiu was about to get up, a cold chill gathered around his throat.

Feng Yunxiu looked up to see Jian Ruohan standing emotionlessly before him, with the Jingmeng sword emanating a chilling aura that could freeze ages in time, pressed against his throat.

If Feng Yunxiu dared to move, Jian Ruohan could easily run him through with a push of her sword!

"You lost!"

Jian Ruohan said coldly.

Feng Yunxiu’s eyes widened in disbelief. He stuttered, "This...this...this is impossible! How could I lose, how could I lose!"

"I can still fight! I can fight!"

Feng Yunxiu insisted.

Jian Ruohan said, "Had I wanted to kill you, this sword could have easily pierced your throat!"

Upon hearing Jian Ruohan’s words, Feng Yunxiu collapsed on the ground, his eyes empty.

Just as Jian Ruohan had said, if she had wanted to kill him, he would be dead by now!

"I... I admit defeat!"

Feng Yunxiu closed his eyes weakly, unable to accept the outcome.

Then, Jian Ruohan sheathed her sword and headed to the second seat.

"Jian Ruohan won!"

"Feng Yunxiu actually lost!"

"The uncrowned king of the Lingdong 700 States has actually been defeated!"

"Although Jian Ruohan won, it was only by a narrow margin. If it weren’t for the final sword strike that knocked Feng Yunxiu off balance, and Jian Ruohan swiftly placing her sword at Feng Yunxiu’s throat to subdue him, they would have had to fight another dozen or so rounds to determine a winner!"

"Are you stupid? When masters duel, even a slight mistake makes a world of difference! That’s why we need to seize the opportunity, once an opportunity is seized, that’s enough to defeat the enemy!"

"Jian Ruohan seized Feng Yunxiu’s mistake and defeated him, there’s no problem with that!"

"The second seat that Jian Ruohan holds is a result of her practical experience. I dare say, even if Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan fought again, the result would be the same!"

Many warriors started discussing energetically.

"Regardless, the duel between Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan can be regarded as the most powerful battle between sword cultivators in Lingdong for the past hundred years!"

"Too powerful."

Many sword cultivators felt a deep shock at the strength of Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan.

Jian Ruohan sat in the second seat, gazing at the treasure sword in her hand, slightly lost in thought.

Earlier, Jian Ruohan had seen the treasure sword fly out from Lin Bai’s storage bag.

"This sword, it’s yours!"

After Jian Ruohan’s victory, she returned to her seat and immediately handed the Jingmeng Sword back to Lin Bai.

Although Jian Ruohan really liked this sword, it did belong to Lin Bai, so she had to return it.

Jian Ruohan liked the feeling of holding the Jingmeng sword, as if the sword was custom-made for her, perfectly matching her body and soul.

Lin Bai reached out to take the Jingmeng sword.

But the Jingmeng sword violently trembled in Lin Bai’s hand, as if it was very reluctant to be held by Lin Bai.

Seeing the Jingmeng sword trembling slightly, showing resistance, Jian Ruohan’s eyes lit up.

Treasure swords have spirits; they choose their own masters.

Lin Bai gave a bitter smile, handed the Jingmeng sword to Jian Ruohan, and said, "Now she’s yours."

A look of disbelief and joy surfaced on Jian Ruohan’s cold face, "You’re giving her to me? She’s a sixth-grade spirit tool! She’s worth a city!"

Lin Bai smiled faintly, "The true value of a sword is finding her master!"

"Jingmeng has chosen you, so you are the master of the Jingmeng sword!"

"Accept it."

Lin Bai said.

Jian Ruohan took the Jingmeng sword, cherishing it greatly. A hint of a smile appeared on her emotionless face and she expressed her gratitude, "Thank you."

Lin Bai shook his head, "No need to thank me, I have no right nor ability to keep the Jingmeng sword. She’s a spirit sword, she has the right to choose her own master!"

"This is her choice, and I respect her!"

Lin Bai say, looking at the Jingmeng sword with a profound meaning.

Jian Ruohan smiled, hugged the Jingmeng sword, and returned to her seat.

At this moment, Dugu Yun was looking at the Jingmeng sword, laughing and saying to Jian Qianqiu, "Sword Manor Leader, haven’t you noticed that this sword looks very familiar?"

Jian Qianqiu’s face grew cold, and he nodded, "Qing Ge’s Amazing Dream! It was once a beautiful story in the Lingdong 700 States, how could I not recognize it!"

Dugu Yun laughed, "Hahaha, it seems that you will have to give your daughter away soon."

Upon hearing this, Jian Qianqiu glanced at Lin Bai’s expressionless face, his gaze flashing a faint hint of unusual glow.

Lin Bai had taken action during the three tests, Jian Qianqiu naturally knew that the Qingge Sword was in Lin Bai’s hand.

But Jian Qianqiu found it hard to appreciate Lin Bai’s cultivation or appearance.

Lin Bai’s appearance was average, not handsome, but not ugly either!

What was most important was Lin Bai’s cultivation – merely at the middle stage of Half-step Divine Elixir Realm... which was quite unsightly...