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Chapter 217 - 155: Winning Without a Sword Against One With a Sword

Chapter 217: Chapter 155: Winning Without a Sword Against One With a Sword

Feng Chuang had practiced martial arts since childhood and was among the first batch to enter the Realm World. He was the first in the exploration team to master the inheritances and currently the strongest individual in the team.

However, he had already witnessed Lin Xing using talismans to kill a powerhouse from Mirror World during a capture mission in Changqing City and knew that Lin Xing’s strength far surpassed his own.

Feng Chuang looked at Lin Xing and said with a wry smile, "I’m just here to make up the numbers this time. I can go up first to scout out the opponents for you all, after that it’s all up to the two of you."

Lin Xing waved his hand and said with the tone of someone who had been there, "The gap between the first and second inheritances is too big; you wouldn’t figure out much without dying a few dozen times."

Under the puzzled gaze of the other, Lin Xing said, "Just stay down here with Master Bai and watch."

"I’ll go up by myself and fight three matches, defeating them one by one."

Feng Chuang was slightly startled when he heard this and couldn’t help but think, "Lin Xing, your strength is formidable, but to take on three at once... aren’t you underestimating the opposition?"

...

Inside Building C.

Zhao Wanxi, who had just cursed Hui Ling and Xia Jianlong, was watching the live stream on her mobile phone.

The host on the screen was introducing the exhibition match’s procedure and rules to all the viewers, as well as the identities of the six contestants.

Then the host turned to Hui Ling and asked, "What does Hui Ling think of today’s arena tournament?"

Hui Ling smiled slightly and said, "The contestants from Xia Country all have great potential and courage. However, the difference in realm is decisive in the arena of martial arts."

"From Xia Country’s side, aside from Lin Xing who has mastered the second inheritance, Bai Yiyi and Feng Chuang are only at the level of the first inheritance."

"While the three Sword Heroines have all mastered the second inheritance, they are absolutely top-notch experts in Mirror World as well..."

As Hui Ling educated the audience on the first and second inheritances, many who were not familiar with it also came to an epiphany, and they all began to worry about the outcome of the match.

The host turned to Song Yan, who was beside her, and curiously asked, "Is Hui Ling right?"

Song Yan nodded helplessly.

The host then looked back at Hui Ling and asked, "I didn’t expect the gap between us and Mirror World to be so big. So, Hui Ling, how many opponents do you think Lin Xing can defeat?"

Hui Ling laughed, "Lin Xing is a very talented individual. It’s rare even in Mirror World for someone so young to have mastered the second inheritance. But his opponents today are all outstanding in the second inheritance. It will be very difficult for him to win."

As the host conversed with Hui Ling and Song Yan, the audience’s hearts gradually cooled, and they began to have bad premonitions about the outcome of the match.

However, on some live streaming platforms, many bullet comments with different views popped up.

"Bai Yiyi is the strongest!"

"I trust you, ghost."

"Hui Ling, did you forget you’re afraid to make a move on Bai Yiyi?"

Meanwhile, the first contestant from the representative team had already taken the stage.

A short but incredibly robust man with a big, round face stepped forward.

His skin looked somewhat tanned, the bridge of his nose high, and a thick beard growing on his chin.

It was Dabagan from the Sky Sun Sect.

Dabagan looked like an honest, sturdy herdsman, always unobtrusive as he stood to one side.

But Hui Ling knew that the seemingly simple and straightforward Dabagan was a dominant force on the northern steppes, commanding countless cattle, sheep, and herdsmen.

However, this powerful individual of the second inheritance from Mirror World was the most low-key among the delegates. Since arriving in the present world, he had barely been in the news, instead silently observing and recording everything he saw in Xia Country, often inquiring about the current world’s situations with officials.

It was only last night that he managed to set up a social media account with Hui Ling’s help and posted a few videos of himself eating food from this world.

Because he ate more than three hundred hamburgers in one go, he became a hot search topic.

Dabagan’s legs appeared somewhat short but were incredibly thick, giving off a sense of powerful strength, like a giant tree rooted in the earth.

At that moment, with a bang, he leaped high into the air, landing on the stage like a cannonball, the roaring sound echoing throughout the stadium.

And as he walked step by step toward the center of the stage, each step caused severe vibrations, the steel-built stage quaking like it was hit by an earthquake, continuously shaking and emitting strange noises.

An incredibly domineering aura burst forth from his body. At that moment, Dabagan seemed to have instantly transformed from an ordinary herdsman into a general commanding thousands of troops.

Such earth-shaking vigor immediately impacted everyone present, not only making it hard for the many officials and exploration team members to breathe but also causing a flurry of bullet comments and messages on the internet.

"Damn."

"What a human-sized Gundam."

"A strong son of the soil indeed."

At the same time, Dabagan’s small eyes had already turned towards Lin Xing and the other two, casually saying, "Who will come first?"

"Of course, it’s okay to come up together. After all, two of you are just first inheritances, it makes no difference whether you’re both up there or not..."

Down below, Bai Yiyi already dared not look at her mobile phone.

Too many messages clamored in support of her, eagerly awaiting her turn to dominate her opponent.

But she could only stand next to Lin Xing like a minor henchman, not daring to step onto the stage.

Bai Yiyi seemed to have already anticipated that after the exhibition match ended, countless fans would ask her why she didn’t fight.

"Not fighting is better than being knocked to the ground..."

"How infuriating."

"I need more power, I must recover my strength faster!"

"Next time I encounter such a situation, I refuse to just stand by and watch helplessly."

Bai Yiyi was making her resolution when Lin Xing was already taking steps onto the stage.

Lin Xing thought, "The next three battles aren’t just for my personal honor but for the confidence of the people of Xia Country, for the advancement of national policies, for stopping the invasion of Xia Country by the sects of Mirror World, they are heroic acts for the country and its people."

With these thoughts, righteous energy surged within Lin Xing’s heart, and the fog in his mind seemed to ripple along: "So in the next three battles, I must not only win but win spectacularly and demonstrate the elegance of our era."

On the other side of the stage, Dabagan twisted his neck and curiously asked, "I’ve heard about you from the Sword Heroine; you must be a Sword Hero, right? Aren’t you going to bring a few flying swords with you?"

Lin Xing stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "Since mastering the Sword Hero inheritance, I’ve been studying Sword Control day and night. Gradually, I realized the mystery that everything in heaven and earth can be a sword, until a few days ago I finally reached the realm where no sword exceeds the might of having one. Since then, I have discarded all the swords I carried."

He looked at Dabagan and continued, "You can shake the whole arena with the force from your feet; in terms of sheer strength, you can rank near the top among all the Martial Artists I’ve seen, but to defeat me, you still fall quite short."

Lin Xing glanced at the weapons rack not far away and added, "There are various cold weapons like knives, spears, clubs, and sticks prepared here for you to choose from."

Hearing this, Dabagan felt that the young man in front of him was too arrogant, and he burst out laughing.

His laughter was like thunder, carrying horrific sound waves sweeping out, making many in the audience dizzy and their heads throb.

The host hastily put on a headset and ear muffs, then turned to Hui Ling and asked, "Hui Ling, what is this realm of Sword Dao he speaks of, winning without a sword? And, as he said, is Dabagan really far behind him?"

Hui Ling smiled slightly towards the camera and said, "I’ve never heard of a realm where winning without a sword beats having one. Divine Weapons are simply better than the flesh and blood body. Even those Martial Artists who have cultivated Protective Skills, they are just stronger with another layer of armor. This is common sense, the same in our world and yours."

"As for Lin Xing’s claim, it might be a misunderstanding he has about Sword Dao..."

Just as Hui Ling was in the middle of speaking, she heard the audience erupt with exclamations of surprise.

Hui Ling quickly turned to look at the stage, and her eyes widened in shock.

Dabagan was lying face down on the ground, his lower body already a pool of blood.

The host exclaimed in shock, "Instant defeat! It was an instant defeat! Dabagan was instantly defeated by Lin Xing!"

"Let’s replay the slow-motion footage to see exactly what happened."

On a large screen, the slow-motion replay of the battle began to play.

Dabagan, after a burst of laughter, strode towards Lin Xing. With each step he took, his originally shorter stature seemed to grow, pressing down toward Lin Xing like an ever-growing mountain.

Lin Xing slightly lifted his sword finger.

Dabagan’s shirt seemed to be abruptly torn apart by an invisible force, and even the beard on his face was shaved off in large swathes by Sword Intent.

Dabagan, however, scoffed in disdain. Raising his hands, his muscles writhed like a multitude of pythons: "Not only have I mastered thirteen types of the sect’s Protective Skills, but I have also achieved the second sublimation, the Red Flame Body Protection Technique. Without carrying flying swords, how can your mere Sword Intent hurt me..."

As Dabagan spoke, his whole body turned a bright red, blood pumping fiercely and every piece of his flesh as hard as the toughest steel.

At that moment, Dabagan seemed like a massive Body Refinement furnace, carrying tremendous heat and force as he lunged fiercely at Lin Xing.

Lin Xing’s lifted sword finger gently pressed downward.

The few strands of hair just sheared from Dabagan’s face exploded with earth-shattering Sword Intent upon impact, striking Dabagan’s face with a series of clashing metallic sounds.

But in the next moment, Dabagan, who had seemed unstoppable, froze in place as if a pause button had been pressed. His face went through a series of changes—shock, confusion, pain, bewilderment...

Shortly after, a pool of fresh blood stained his trousers, and Dabagan collapsed with a thud, losing consciousness.

Lin Xing shook his head and sighed, "Pity, it seems your Protective Skills still have flaws and haven’t reached true perfection."

Watching the replay, many in the audience still looked shocked and confused.

Recalling Lin Xing’s claim of victory without a sword, they felt the Lin Xing standing on the stage seemed even more unfathomably profound.

The online crowd burst into countless exclamations, as if to overturn the whole internet, causing major platforms to experience slowdowns.

"Too awesome."

"Lin Xing is invincible!"

Hui Ling’s eyes were fixed on the screen. Suddenly, she glanced at the hair sheared by Sword Intent from Dabagan, recalling the moment when the falling hair was turned into flying swords.

Then as she looked at Dabagan’s blood-stained trousers, a blush unfurled across her face, "Could it be that? Well, good thing I’m not vulnerable to that move..."

She couldn’t help but turn her gaze to Sword Heroine and Xia Jianlong, thinking to herself: "Sword Heroine should be fine, but I wonder if Xia Jianlong can withstand that move."

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