Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 309 - 244: Whirlwind (27)

Chapter 309: Chapter 244: Whirlwind (27)

Jing Shiyu watched Lin Xing and said, "Lin Xing, do you really want to continue to participate in the Martial Arts Battle Field?"

"If you continue to win, the heat of public opinion will keep rising, and more and more people will want you to disclose the secret of your strength."

"By then, it’ll be all the more justified for Xingxiao and the rest to come at you."

Lin Xing looked at Jing Shiyu and asked, "What do you think?"

After thinking for a while, Jing Shiyu said, "If it were up to me, I’d say leave White Eagle Country immediately and return to Xia Country. As long as you’re in Xia Country, the nine major sects wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on you lightly, and that is the safest method."

"You could continue to cultivate in peace in Xia Country, accumulating strength for the future."

But Lin Xing shook his head, his face full of righteousness as he said, "You want me to retreat in the face of the evil forces of Mirror World?"

"If we retreat now, wouldn’t the delegation from Xia Country be completely at a disadvantage at the two realms’ conference?"

"The nine major sects would only become increasingly aggressive, gaining even more power in the mortal realm."

He thought back to his standoff with Xingxiao on Da Guangming Mountain and slowly said, "In fact, no matter what I do, our opponents will not let me off."

"Yielding is useless, today you retreat five steps, tomorrow ten, just for a moment of safety, but in a blink of an eye, the threat from Xingxiao and the nine major sects will come bearing down again."

"The more you give in, the worse the situation will get."

"In a narrow path, the brave emerges victorious. The more you face such evil forces, the less you should retreat, and the braver you must be in facing them."

Watching Lin Xing, full of righteousness and fighting spirit, Jing Shiyu felt that at times like these, he showed a special kind of aura.

Jing Shiyu had seen many powerful people with exceptional strength, but among all these mighty ones, aside from Lin Xing, she had never seen anyone else with this kind of aura.

At the same time, Jing Shiyu didn’t really care about the benefits of Xia Country that Lin Xing talked about. Compared to those things, what she cared more about was Lin Xing’s safety.

At this moment, Bai Yiyi said, "Look, look, the final match is about to start. Whoever wins this match will be up against you in the finals, Lin Xing."

Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu also turned their heads and looked towards the live broadcast.

Just then, Lin Xing’s phone vibrated. He unlocked it and found a message from a stranger.

...

On the Martial Arts Battle Field, the last match of the semi-finals was about to begin.

The two contestants were Yun Chong from Taihe Sect and the Sword Maiden from Taiching Sect.

However, because more and more people were focusing on the previous match featuring Lin Xing, the last semi-final match had fewer spectators.

But the Sword Maiden obviously didn’t care about this matter; she was eagerly looking at Yun Chong, full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

Yun Chong was a middle-aged Daoist with a goat beard, dressed in a purple Daoist robe, emanating an air of immortal presence as soon as he appeared.

He touched his goat beard and said with a pleasant demeanor, "Miss, shall we stop at light contact?"

However, the Sword Maiden laughed and said, "Taihe Sect and Shi Lin Temple have always been regarded as the Taishan Beidou, the strongest among the nine major sects."

She slowly drew her longsword, word by word saying, "I’ve long wanted to try how it feels to cut down the likes of you."

Yun Chong Taoist sighed helplessly, "Looks like this old Taoist can’t avoid using some real skill today..."

Before Yun Chong Taoist could finish, he saw a fierce sword light slashing straight towards his face.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a white stream of air, forcefully colliding with the sword light.

The stream of air was milky white and constantly shifting, yet it had an incredible toughness and strength. Not even the sharpness of the Sword Maiden’s sword light could cut through it.

"Is this the Infinite True Qi of Taihe Sect?"

In the Sword Maiden’s laughter, endless sword lights surrounded Yun Chong, sweeping back and forth, tearing the air apart and emitting sharp, loud booms.

Yun Chong let out a shout, and streams of milky-white air surged from his body, turning into powerful shockwaves that repelled everything around him.

Feeling the vast power continually pushing her sword light outward, the Sword Maiden wasn’t frightened but elated, her face lit with excitement as she said, "Hahaha, Taihe Sect really is the Taishan Beidou, you truly haven’t let me down!"

"Having a match with a master like you makes my path as a warrior all the more thrilling."

"People have always told me that Taihe Sect’s martial arts are the most powerful in the world. Won’t you hurry and show me?"

Yun Chong Taoist replied indifferently, "Then please savor it well."

After speaking, they saw Yun Chong let out a low shout, and his whole body suddenly swelled.

He then threw a punch and silky strands of white Qi followed, turning into a shockwave that blasted towards the Sword Maiden.

The sword light and the True Qi collided fiercely, setting off a resounding boom.

From the point of impact, a shockwave burst forth, raising a cloud of dust all around.

After this punch, Yun Chong threw another, his body trembling intensely. Not only was the Infinite True Qi within him becoming more active and powerful, but the punching wave he released also increased several times in might.

...

At the commentary desk, Hui Ling watched Yun Chong’s astonishing punching power and said, "Is this the Tao True Form Fist of Taihe Sect?"

Du Kong nodded and said, "Tao True Form Fist, this is a secret martial arts technique passed down in Taihe Sect, which can only be practiced with Taihe Sect’s Infinite True Qi."

"It is said that there are forty-nine moves in total, and with each punch, the True Qi inside the body grows stronger, each punch more powerful than the last, but also placing greater demands on the body."

"Legend has it that when the forty-ninth punch is thrown, one could ascend on the spot, leaving the mortal body behind."

"Yun Chong certainly won’t be able to throw the forty-ninth punch, but if he’s allowed to continue punching like this, the Sword Maiden will undoubtedly be defeated."

"She should think of a way to interrupt Yun Chong’s fist technique now."

...

Twelve beams of sword light howled back and forth.

Amidst the raging wind, the sword light clashed violently with Yun Chong’s True Qi, time and again.

After each head-on exchange, the Sword Maiden could only feel her arms going numb, her breathing tumbling into disarray, and the sword light faintly showing signs of instability.

"Thrilling! So thrilling!"

"Yun Chong! You deserve to die by my sword!"

The Sword Maiden let out a thunderous shout as an incredibly intense Sword Intent surged from within her.

The next moment, as she slashed through the air with her sword, a blinding sword light burst forth from Yun Chong’s chest—the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Sha Sword of the Taiching Sect.

However, in the face of this unavoidable strike, Yun Chong Taoist, though jolted, did not fall.

He shook his body with the exertion of his technique, and the Infinite True Qi within him shattered the sword light.

With a slight smile, Yun Chong Taoist said, "Young lady, with your current level of swordsmanship, you cannot break through this old Taoist’s True Qi."

He continued to perform the Tao True Form Fist, and this was already his seventh punch.

With the unveiling of the punch’s power, the rolling air waves, like raging sea waves, pressed towards the Sword Maiden.

With a loud bang, the Sword Maiden violently spat out a mouthful of blood, but her face showed an even more intense frenzy as she roared, "Take another one of my swords!"

Her figure flashed like lightning, the sword light swirling around like brilliant halos as she once more collided with Yun Chong’s eighth punch.

Boom!

Once again, a punch tore through the sword light, and Yun Chong Taoist’s figure appeared even more imposing. The Infinite True Qi within him boiled over, gushing endlessly from his body and forming auspicious clouds all around him.

Looking at the Sword Maiden covered with wounds, Yun Chong kindly said, "Sword Maiden, if you keep refusing to dodge and only clash head-on with me, you will be killed by my punches."

The Sword Maiden wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, but the Sword Intent inside her was even more vigorous and soaring.

She looked at Yun Chong and said, "Dodging, retreating, or sneak attacks are the methods of the weak. The moment you resort to such tactics, you admit to your own frailty."

Laughing wildly, she said, "A true powerhouse should use the most overbearing strength, the most ferocious moves, to blast an opponent to smithereens in one go, or be blasted to smithereens themselves."

In the meantime, the blood flowing down her arms slowly trickled onto the blade of the sword.

The Sword Maiden’s longsword seemed to sense its master’s burgeoning will to fight, vibrating spontaneously and emitting crisp, clear sounds of sword chimes.

Tao True Form Fist, the ninth punch.

Boom!

The surging air wave once again sent the Sword Maiden flying, her feet dragging two long marks across the ground, her shoes reduced to tatters.

The Sword Maiden stomped ferociously, shattering the remains of her shoes, revealing a pair of pale soles.

Yun Chong now stood with his beard and hair fluttering, his purple Daoist robe rustling in the True Qi gales, and within him, something like the vast Yangtze River, with the circulation of True Qi, echoed with thunderous roars.

He looked at the Sword Maiden and sighed, "You are the first person I’ve encountered since descending the mountain who can take my tenth punch."

"And your treasured sword, remaining unbroken until now after at least two hundred years of worship, must not be from an ordinary lineage, right?"

The Sword Maiden flicked her longsword lightly, saying casually, "It used to have a name, but I’ve forgotten it."

"Now it’s just my sword. As long as it’s by my side, it’s the strongest sword in the world; it doesn’t need a name..."

Amid their conversation, the battle continued on the move. The surging air waves blasted large patches of sand and stones, while stray Sword Intent shredded the grass and trees.

At this moment, as the sun sank in the west, its light cast the entire battlefield in a dim yellow hue, highlighting the desolation left behind after their clashes.

When Yun Chong was about to unleash his thirteenth punch, his face turned a deep crimson, and his organs felt as if they were boiling, emitting steam, pushing him closer to his limits.

"Thrilling!" the Sword Maiden laughed heartily, piercing the desolate solemnity of the scene, but when she looked at her longsword, her face was filled with regret.

The tip had broken off during the last collision, snapping a section off the blade.

"This sword has been with me for over twenty years; I didn’t expect it to break today."

"Old friend, your journey with me on the path of the strong has come to an end."

The Sword Maiden’s eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked at the longsword, but as her palm caressed the blade, a piercingly cold, chilling sensation reached straight to her heart.

"Could it be that I had such deep feelings for my sword?" A flash of enlightenment crossed her mind: "But how can this cold blade have the same heart of a powerhouse as I do? How can it keep up with my path of strength?"

"How can I, relying on such a weapon, consider myself a true powerhouse?"

At that moment, the phrases from the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Sha Sword came to the Sword Maiden’s mind: "Heart and Sword as one, then forsake the sword to possess the sword, only then can both person and sword forget..."

Her face grew even more excited, "A true powerhouse doesn’t need any weapons, for no weapon can keep up with my growth..."

"The path of the strong, I walk alone."

At that moment, the Sword Maiden lifted her longsword high and then, with a surge of Sword Intent between her hands, she forcefully snapped it downward.

With a loud explosion, the longsword that had accompanied her for over twenty years was broken in two by her own hands.

At that moment, her whole body’s Sword Intent soared, shredding everything within a hundred meters to dust.

Twelve dazzling swords of light unfolded behind her, which then suddenly retreated back into her body.

"From now on, I am my own strongest sword."