Chapter 51 – Grabbed the woman's chest
The third round of the inner sect competition was underway, and among the remaining contestants, there were hardly any weaklings.
Lin Hao's opponent for his third match was an old acquaintance, Jiang Shuyan.
This woman, like him, was also in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
Due to her stunning beauty and graceful figure, coupled with her status as the Jiang family's pride, she had many admirers.
Below the stage, countless male cultivators cheered for her.
But she was quite indifferent, not responding to any of them.
Jiang Shuyan hadn't expected to encounter Lin Hao on the stage. To be honest, ever since the Nine Phoenixes Contending for the Dragon event, she hadn't wanted any entanglements with him.
Silencing Jiang Mingfei forever, killing Li Xunran, and threatening the Demon Clan were all to prevent outsiders from discovering her relationship with Lin Hao.
If possible, she wanted to eliminate the man in secret, so she could maintain her image as a pure maiden.
But who would have thought she would meet the man who had caused her a night of agony here, the unsealed humiliating memories constantly flooding her mind.
Perhaps this was a deliberate arrangement by the heavens, giving her a legitimate chance to eliminate him.
She pushed aside her inner hesitation, her gaze becoming resolute, as she softly said, "Let's use this battle to sever everything that happened between us!"
What is this woman thinking, does she feel she lost out by dual cultivating with me?
Lin Hao frowned slightly and said bluntly, "What happened between us?"
"You..."
Jiang Shuyan hadn't expected such a response from him, thinking he was pretending to be clueless, which only fueled her anger.
Her originally delicate eyebrows furrowed with astonishing killing intent.
"Lin Hao, I can be killed but not humiliated."
Jiang Shuyan snorted coldly, "You want to defeat me and rank in the top hundred of the inner sect, so you can leave the Demon Lock Tower, right? I won't let you have your way."
With that, she launched her attack first.
Although she had a sword at her waist, she didn't follow the path of a sword cultivator, instead wielding an octagonal golden hammer.
The millstone-sized golden hammer, held in her slender hand, erupted with an incredibly fierce aura.
Boom!
The hammer shattered the air currents, carrying a torrent of golden spiritual energy, aiming straight for Lin Hao's head.
In a flash, Lin Hao drew an unsheathed sword, and as spiritual energy poured in, the sword's light expanded to ten meters.
Clang!
The woman's fierce attack, with the great golden hammer carrying a malicious wind.
The stark contrast made the cultivators below the stage applaud enthusiastically.
Lin Hao, however, was as light as a swallow, and after deflecting the golden hammer with his sword light, he immediately closed in, stabbing, flicking, chopping, wiping, twirling, and lifting...
He used only basic sword moves, each move seemingly ordinary.
He was like a small boat in a raging sea, seemingly about to be shattered at any moment, yet he managed to perfectly counter the opponent's fierce moves.
In the sect master's palace, Murong Qinxue, the master of Little Bamboo Peak, watched with bright eyes.
She always felt that Lin Hao was suited to be under her tutelage, and following Feng Cangyue was truly a waste of talent.
"This Lin Hao is quite impressive, displaying the agility of sword moves to the fullest. If he were to learn our Little Bamboo Peak's Dragon Step, he would truly be a banished sword immortal."
Feng Cangyue, who had been competing with the elder Lu Yi, suddenly turned her attention to Murong Qinxue upon hearing her words.
"Learn the Dragon Step to become a flower thief?"
With that one sentence, she hit the sore spot of the Little Bamboo Peak master.
"Hmph!"
Murong Qinxue snorted coldly but didn't retort, as what the other said was true.
Her third disciple, bewitched, had used the Dragon Step to sneak into the cave dwellings of female disciples from other peaks and forcibly became their partner.
This beastly behavior almost turned her self-created Dragon Step into a joke.
Murong Qinxue's smooth forehead furrowed slightly, ready to retort, but was drawn to the scene on the stage.
Jiang Shuyan's use of the golden hammer was consuming her energy greatly, and as the battle dragged on, she couldn't help but grow anxious.
So she steeled her heart and poured most of her remaining spiritual energy into the golden hammer.
With the infusion of spiritual energy, the millstone-sized golden hammer swelled to the size of three houses, covering half the stage.
The cultivators below the stage, seeing the mountain-like golden hammer, couldn't help but swallow hard.
Fortunately, their inappropriate thoughts about this female immortal hadn't been acted upon, or else one hit from the hammer would mean death or serious injury.
"Lin Hao surely can't withstand this, he should quickly kneel and beg for mercy, or he'll become a puddle of flesh."
"I really hope Fairy Shuyan can smash him to death with one hammer. After all, on the inner sect competition stage, accidentally killing an opponent is quite normal."
"Yes, those who consort with demons are only punished by cleaning the demon-suppressing tower, which is too light a punishment! If Fairy Shuyan really hammers him to death, even Master Feng can't say anything to protect him."
Jiang Shuyan, holding the golden hammer high, gave off an impression of blocking out the sky and sun.
Lin Hao sighed inwardly, knowing that if he were hit by this giant hammer, he'd be flattened.
He also heard the discussions below the stage, with almost everyone thinking he would die under the giant hammer unless he surrendered.
But facing this mountain-like pressure, he instead stopped dodging and tapped the sword sheath behind him.
A crimson long sword flew out from the sheath, engraved with two fire lotuses, a gift from his master.
Buzz!
As fire spiritual energy poured in, the two fire lotuses emitted a dazzling red light.
When Jiang Shuyan charged with the giant hammer, Lin Hao didn't retreat but advanced, dragging the long sword behind him, its brilliant sword light shining.
Boom!
The sword struck the golden hammer, like a needle piercing an elephant, yet it exploded with astonishing power.
The collision of gold and fire spiritual energy erupted with waves of sound, but for a moment, neither could overpower the other, evenly matched!
However, the big shots in the sect master's palace could see that Lin Hao was going to win this battle.
To confront heavy weapons with a light sword and not be at a disadvantage already proved the depth of Lin Hao's spiritual energy.
Victory or defeat was just a thought away.
Sure enough.
Lin Hao chuckled softly, his fire spiritual energy flowing endlessly, like a surging river, all supporting the fire spirit sword.
The long sword, possessing a spirit, let out a phoenix cry.
Then, the light intensified, unleashing a towering sea of fire!
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Under the scorching flames, the mountain-like golden hammer quickly shriveled, soon returning to its millstone size.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Hao flicked the sword's spine, and with a tremor, the long sword sent the golden hammer flying.
Then, in a flash, he rushed to the woman's front.
His hand, like a claw, reached for the woman's snow-white neck.
Hmm?
Something felt off...
Lin Hao frowned, realizing that the sensation in his hand was not right.
Looking back, he saw that his hand had actually grabbed the woman's chest!
This...
Originally, he intended to grab the woman's neck to completely incapacitate her, but her instinctive dodge caused him to miss his target.