Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 218 - 156: The Second Match

Chapter 218: Chapter 156: The Second Match

The host turned to Hui Ling and said, "Hui Ling, I have noticed that many viewers, myself included, completely do not understand how Lin Xing managed to defeat Dabagan. Can you help us explain? Is the No Sword Realm really that powerful that Lin Xing could instantly defeat Dabagan?"

Hui Ling hesitated for a moment, seemingly pondering how to comment on what had just happened.

She smiled slightly and said calmly, "I have some thoughts, but I’m not entirely sure yet. However, I believe the upcoming matches should reveal what method Lin Xing used."

The host pressed further, "Hui Ling, do you still believe that there is no ’No Sword beats Sword’?"

A nearly imperceptible pause flashed across Hui Ling’s face, then her voice was gentle yet firm, "As I mentioned earlier, there is no such realm in Mirror World. Having a weapon is always better than not having one, in any world."

She then explained, "From what I observed, Lin Xing likely used some subtle tricks that inflicted severe damage to Dabagan’s vulnerable points."

"But now, with Xia Jianlong and the Swordmaiden witnessing this scene, they must already be on guard. It won’t be so easy for Lin Xing to repeat this feat..."

Meanwhile, Song Yan, who was also part of the commentary team, found himself unable to interject. His level of expertise and authority paled in comparison to Hui Ling’s, and even though he had different thoughts, he dared not voice them.

On the other side, after Dabagan had been carried away by the medical staff, workers immediately rushed in to clean up the arena, washing away the bloodstains left behind.

At the edge of the arena, Feng Chuang, selected to compete like Bai Yiyi and Lin Xing, had witnessed the entire first match from start to finish.

At this moment, Lin Xing seemed even more mysterious in his eyes. He looked at Lin Xing in awe, then turned to Bai Yiyi and said, "Bai..."

After contemplating how Lin Xing had just referred to her as Master Bai, he said, "Mr. Bai, what exactly did Lin Xing use..."

But when he turned around, he saw Bai Yiyi standing next to another exploration team member, Tian Lin.

Both of them had their backs to the arena, using their phones to take pictures of themselves with the arena.

Feng Chuang could see the captions continuously popping up on the phone screen, seemingly live streaming.

Feng Chuang knew Tian Lin had been consistently live streaming, but he hadn’t expected her to live stream their attendance at the exhibition match as well.

Only to hear Tian Lin say to the phone, "See, I didn’t lie to you, right? Bai Yiyi is really right here with me, and we are both watching the competition live."

"Mr. Bai, why don’t you say hello to everyone?"

Bai Yiyi had initially planned not to use her phone anymore, but then a live stream caught her off guard, and now somewhat helplessly, she said, "Hello, everyone."

Tian Lin spoke to the phone, "Does anyone have questions for Mr. Bai?"

Seeing the barrage of comments flash across the screen, Tian Lin chuckled and said, "Mr. Bai, everyone is asking if Lin Xing went first because you are going to be the highlight?"

Bai Yiyi was momentarily stunned, then nodded naturally, "Yes, the schedule was arranged for Lin Xing to go first. If Lin Xing loses, then it’s my turn."

Watching certain comments pop up on the phone, Bai Yiyi said anxiously, "What do you mean I’m afraid to go on? Am I scared of the opposite side? I could stand still and let them attack, and they still wouldn’t be able to break through my defense."

"And there has to be a sequence on stage anyway, right? If I went first and Lin Xing went after, wouldn’t you be asking why Lin Xing isn’t going up next?"

Before she knew it, Bai Yiyi had gripped Tian Lin’s phone tightly, speaking rapidly, "What do you mean I’m agitated? How am I agitated just by explaining a couple of things?"

"Just watch closely, if Lin Xing loses the next match... if he loses, I’ll immediately go up and beat everyone on the opposite side..."

Watching Bai Yiyi continuously interact with the barrage of comments, Tian Lin wanted to stop her, only to find that once she had gripped the phone, it felt as if a mountain weighed it down. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t take his phone back from Bai Yiyi.

He could only lean in and try to reassure her, "Mr. Bai, many of these comments are nonsense; you don’t need to bother with them."

Bai Yiyi, however, suddenly looked at the phone screen and laughed, "I see many comments asking me to comment on the last match?"

"Then let me analyze for you Lin Xing’s No Sword beats Sword, which means that one must adapt strategies to different environments during combat. There is no strongest martial art, only the strongest person..."

While Bai Yiyi was speaking, looking at several comments continuously popping up, she disdainfully said, "Does Hui Ling say there’s no ’No Sword beats Sword’? You believe her that much, then go listen to her commentary. Why come and watch me?"

"And to be frank with you, Hui Ling’s level is far inferior to mine."

"You listen to her randomly analyze rather than listening to me properly explain..."

On the other side of the arena, the bloodstains had already been cleaned.

Xia Jianlong stood beside the Swordmaiden, looking towards the arena and slightly smiling, "This Lin Xing is quite interesting. I wonder how he mastered the Sword Control Technique to come up with such a sneaky fighting style."

Xia Jianlong shook his head again, "This Dabagan is after all a Northern Barbarian, lacking in martial arts discipline, and even more so in any systematic approach during combat."

As the direct heir of one of the nine major sects, Xia Jianlong, having such a lineage, often looked down on the sects beyond the Central Plains.

In Xia Jianlong’s eyes, although Dabagan is very strong and studious, he is still just a barbarian lacking a solid foundation.

Xia Jianlong commented, "With such quality, he still wants to make a spectacle of himself in Xia Country? Now, influenced by Lin Xing’s tactics, he has been defeated without even getting a chance to show his true power."

Turning his head toward Xia Jianlong, Sword Maiden sensed the confidence in his eyes and said indifferently, "Whether overtly righteous or sneakily despicable, both are just as lethal, and the Divine Dragon Gang has its fair share of ruthless methods too."

"That’s true," Xia Jianlong laughed, "Only a place lacking in foundation like Xia Country would treasure such little tricks so dearly."

As he walked toward the arena, he said to Sword Maiden, "You needn’t bother with these three, I’ll handle them."

With that, his figure flashed like a breeze blowing forward, and in the blink of an eye, he gently landed on the arena.

Xia Jianlong smiled at Lin Xing, adopting the air of a seasoned adventurer, and instructed him, "That move you just used to bully the Northern Barbarian might suffice, but don’t flaunt it in front of me later."

He then advised, "With so many eyes on the stage, even if you need to win, you shouldn’t lose dignity like that, leaving no face for others."

"But considering that you’re from a place outside of martial arts tradition, not knowing these norms is not your fault."

Xia Jianlong shook his head, then continued, "Let me allow you three moves first, and after that, I’ll defeat you so that you won’t have any hard feelings when you leave."

Speaking this way, he felt he had given enough face to Xia Country, fulfilling the host-guest hospitality.

Yet, Lin Xing responded indifferently, "You talk too much."

With that, Lin Xing’s finger lightly touched his sword, and the Sword Control Technique was suddenly activated, an invisible fluctuation already locking onto Xia Jianlong.

However, unlike the rising Sword Intent from previous times, there was no change in Xia Jianlong’s demeanor, who continued standing there with a casual expression.

He smiled at Lin Xing and said lightly, "One move."

Lin Xing raised his eyebrows. In his spiritual perception, it seemed as if Xia Jianlong had an invisible armor enveloping him.

The host exclaimed, "Oh? It seems Lin Xing’s moves are ineffective?"

Hui Ling explained from the side, "Lin Xing’s Sword Control Technique is fundamentally a high-level application of spirit-driven manipulation, requiring Lin Xing to spread his spirit over the target to manipulate and infuse it into the target for the technique to take effect."

"Xia Jianlong’s second inheritance is the martial master, a very comprehensive martial arts inheritance, where each martial master often practices a large number of martial arts techniques; be it offense, defense, footwork, or scouting, they’ve got it all, ready for any kind of combat."

"As he now counters Lin Xing’s Sword Control, he has used his own Martial Arts Fist Intent to block the influence of the spiritual sense, so he isn’t worried about Lin Xing’s technique anymore."

The host curiously asked, "What is Martial Arts Fist Intent?"

Hui Ling elaborated, "Fist Intent is a skill that can be practiced from the first inheritance, which can transform into Martial Arts Fist Intent and undergo a secondary sublimation after becoming a martial master."

"For Xia Jianlong, he has probably completed the Divine Dragon Gang’s secret secondary sublimation, called ’Dragon Battle in the Field.’"

"With this Fist Intent enveloping him now, he is impervious to all techniques, and naturally, Lin Xing’s Sword Control Technique is ineffective..."

The host exclaimed, "Lin Xing’s Sword Control Technique is ineffective? Doesn’t that put him in danger?"

Hui Ling nodded and sighed, "Martial Arts Fist Intent isn’t something just anyone can cultivate. Only a well-founded major sect like the Divine Dragon Gang can nurture such formidable martial masters as Xia Jianlong."

Below the stage, Bai Yiyi spoke to the live-stream, "Don’t listen to Hui Ling, she doesn’t know anything about martial arts."

"Let me tell you, Lin Xing will win."

Bai Yiyi said calmly, "Don’t ask me why, just watch and see for yourselves."

She subconsciously glanced at Jing Shiyu, noticing her hands were already tucked in her pockets.

In her mind, Bai Yiyi thought she couldn’t really say that if Lin Xing lost, Jing Shiyu would blow up everyone in the audience.

On the stage, Lin Xing formed sword fingers with both hands, and as his arms spread out, surges of robust Sword Intent burst forth from his body.

Looking at Xia Jianlong, he said contentedly, "Ever since I achieved the No Sword Realm a few days ago, everything in heaven and earth has become a sword in my eyes, and I haven’t met an opponent worthy of a fight."