Chapter 54 – Three swords
Clang!
Ning Qingxue's thumb pushed the sword guard slightly, revealing a sliver of the blade that gleamed like a snow dragon, exuding a chilling sword intent.
"Your fearlessness is worthy of my sword."
Clang!
The sword in her arms was drawn from its sheath.
On the stage, sword light burst forth.
"Ning Fairy actually drew her sword; even if Lin Hao is slain, it's worth it!"
The cultivators below the stage exclaimed passionately.
Lin Hao, however, paid no attention, his mind fully immersed in the battle with Ning Qingxue.
He wanted to see how vast the gap was between himself and the peerless genius.
From the yellow sword sheath behind him, a fiery red long sword flew out.
Not only was his cultivation weaker than hers, but even his sword was two grades inferior.
No one believed Lin Hao could win.
No one even thought Lin Hao could withstand a single strike from Ning Qingxue.
Unlike other cultivators who mocked Lin Hao's overestimation of his abilities, Ning Qingxue took him seriously!
Facing a strong opponent and still daring to draw his sword was precisely the sword path she pursued!
Defeat is not terrifying; what's terrifying is not having the courage to fight!
"Are you ready? I will give my all in this strike!"
Ning Qingxue's voice was gentle, yet her entire being radiated an overwhelming battle intent, like a goddess of war.
With a wave of her delicate hand, the snow dragon-like long sword unleashed a dazzling sword energy.
The crescent-shaped sword energy sliced through the clouds and the endless breeze.
Facing this overwhelming sword energy, Lin Hao's face turned pale. As expected of the Xuan Yin Sect's top swordsman of the younger generation, this sword energy could suppress anyone of the same age.
"Heh, this sword energy is unmatched; even an ordinary Golden Elixir cultivator would struggle to withstand it. What does Lin Hao have?"
"He deserves it; he should have known his limits. Dying on this stage is his fate."
Amidst the crowd's discussions, a flame rose, illuminating half the sky.
The flame sword energy collided with the crescent sword energy, creating a strange beauty of ice melting and snow dissolving.
But the flame sword energy was clearly outmatched, being split in two in an instant.
The crescent sword energy continued unabated, slashing towards Lin Hao.
"Xuan Fire Shield!"
Lin Hao's voice boomed like spring thunder.
The three talismans in his hand transformed into black fire, forming shields!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The sword energy slashed through the three shields!
Its power was mostly exhausted, and Lin Hao was shocked. This inner sect's top beauty had terrifying strength!
If he hadn't been able to draw middle-grade second-tier defensive talismans, he wouldn't have been able to withstand even one move.
Ning Qingxue hadn't expected him to withstand her strike, and her phoenix eyes showed appreciation.
But she didn't choose to stop; instead, she gathered all her spiritual energy to prepare for another strike.
She always believed that the greatest respect for an opponent was to give it her all.
The snow dragon sword emitted a silver-white sword energy.
This sword energy, like a giant dragon, slashed towards her opponent with the speed of cutting through the breeze!
Lin Hao felt a threat of death. Not yet recovered from the previous sword energy, he chose... to temporarily evade.
But... but... the sword energy, guided by the sword wielder's aura, clung to him like a shadow, refusing to let go.
Buzz!
The stage made of star iron was plowed with a deep trench by the sword energy.
No escape!
Running away wasn't a solution!
Lin Hao gritted his teeth, spiritual energy surging, his outer garment torn apart by the violent energy within, revealing a body as if forged from steel.
"Star Burst!"
All the fire spiritual energy in his body gathered at his fingertips, forming a small fireball.
The pale fireball actively collided with the silver dragon sword energy!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The fireball exploded continuously. Though it couldn't dissipate the sword energy, it dimmed it by three parts.
Buzz!
Lin Hao flicked the spine of the fire spirit sword, and two flying swords flew out of the sword sheath Xiang Xiaoyuan.
He stood on one flying sword, held another in his hand, and had one flying on his shoulder.
Resolutely, he charged towards the silver dragon sword energy!
"An ant trying to shake a tree!"
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
The observing cultivators gave a final verdict on Lin Hao's actions!
"The last move was just borrowing the power of talismans."
"This move, what's he relying on to block it?"
"His body?"
"Ridiculous!"
No one believed Lin Hao could block it, including his supporters!
Cui Qing'er's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
This fool, is he crazy?
It's just a competition, why push so hard!
The current results are enough to offset the hard labor of cleaning the demon-suppressing tower.
What's the point of pushing further?
Buzz!
The sword energy severed the flying sword!
The sword energy slashed through his body!
A bloody wound was carved into Lin Hao's chest.
The cold light froze his very bones!
He mobilized all his fire spiritual energy to repair his damaged body, barely resisting the sword energy's invasion.
Of the three flying swords, only the fire spirit sword gifted by his master remained intact.
Holding the broken sword, he looked back at the cultivators below the stage, barely finding Leng Fengchun.
"Sorry, the Bluebird you gave me broke."
Leng Fengchun, carrying a long sword, had a complex emotion flash in her eyes.
She unfastened the Wenxin sword and tossed it onto the stage.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, use this sword. It doesn't matter if it breaks!"
This heroic woman had a spirit like a hero... Lin Hao caught Wenxin and twirled it into a sword flower.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, this time I'll attack first!"
In truth, he was already at his limit, his spiritual energy mostly depleted, unable to withstand another direct strike.
But knowing he was outmatched, he still chose to draw his sword!
This was his Dao!
The man before her, despite being a small realm lower, could withstand two of her moves, earning her respect!
Ning Qingxue faced the scorching sword energy like the blazing sun and swung the snow dragon sword again.
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Buzz!
With one sword, she knocked the man off the stage!
His body, like a broken sack, rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping.
Three swords knocked off the stage, Lin Hao's miserable state delighted those who resented him.
But those who cared for him rushed forward immediately.
Cui Qing'er knelt on the ground, holding him in her arms.
"Lin Hao, are you stupid? Knowing you're outmatched, why did you insist on taking it head-on?"
Lin Hao smiled calmly and said, "Cultivation isn't just for immortality; it's also to live as one pleases.
I just wanted to see how big the difference is between me and the Xuan Yin Sect's top swordsman of the younger generation!"
Three swords knocked off the stage!
His Dao heart was not shattered but became even more resolute!
Ning Qingxue was now the target he aimed to catch up with!