Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 136: A tacit fight, Lin Xuan defeated Ling Qingzhu again

A trace of pure white energy flowed along the amber strings and returned to Lin Xuan's body.

The pair of lively eyes were reflected in the dark pupils. He looked at the girl's evasive eyes in confusion. Then, Lin Xuan slowly retracted his gaze. Then, he gently waved his sleeves, and the energy fluctuations between heaven and earth calmed down instantly, causing Ling Qingzhu's eyes to focus.

Ling Qingzhu stared at Lin Xuan with her clear eyes, and there seemed to be something flashing in her eyes. Now, Ling Qingzhu was able to be sure that Ying Huanhuan must have a huge secret, otherwise Lin Xuan would never be so nervous.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingzhu's gaze began to scan Ying Huanhuan and Lin Xuan, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes. What kind of secret could make Lin Xuan so nervous about Ying Huanhuan?

Love? Ling Qingzhu had no doubt that Ying Huanhuan liked Lin Xuan, but Ling Qingzhu felt that the possibility of Lin Xuan liking Ying Huanhuan was lower than that of her falling in love with a man.

At this time, the other people around just reacted, and their eyes became strange as they looked at Lin Xuan who suddenly took action to stop Ying Huanhuan from continuing to fight.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ying Huanhuan was clearly at a disadvantage, but she was unwilling to lose, so she wanted to fight with all her might. Then, at this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly stood up and interrupted Ying Huanhuan. This seemed...

At least, the eyes of the Dao Sect disciples around them already had strange looks, while some of the disciples looked a little depressed and at the same time had a sense of powerlessness. The opponent was a sword master, so what could they use to compete?
Even Qi Lei, Chen Zhen, Wudao and others were all looking at the man and woman on both sides of the fiery red guqin with smiles, especially when they saw that the once clever and eccentric little princess turned out to be so well-behaved and obedient, they all smiled so hard that their eyes narrowed.

Even Chen Zhen secretly pulled Qi Lei and whispered something to him. Words like "Tian Huang Qin" and "matchmaker" could be faintly heard, which made the smiles on the faces of the eight hall masters of the four halls become even more amiable and kind.

However, Ying Xuanzi, who had been in a complicated mood, frowned slightly. He always felt that Lin Xuan helped Ying Huanhuan not because he liked her, but because he knew some secret that he, as a father, did not know.

The Palace Master of Taiqing Palace looked at Lin Xuan's actions, and then noticed the gaze of his disciple. He sighed again. After all, the flower has feelings, but the water is merciless. So why bother?
"This time, Miss Ling won!"

Lin Xuan slowly withdrew his hand from the strings, and a small sound slowly rang out in the square. Ying Huanhuan looked up at Lin Xuan's calm face, and vaguely saw a hint of nervousness. Not only was she not angry because Lin Xuan said she lost, but she smiled with a bit of surprise.

The somewhat complacent girl looked past the figure in front of her and fell on Ling Qingzhu's vague eyes that seemed to hide a bit of coldness, and said provocatively.

"Sister Ling is indeed extremely talented. I admire her. However, your strength and talent can only rank among the top five in my Dao Sect. In terms of talent and strength, my Dao Sect's senior brother is undoubtedly the first. I wonder if Sister Ling is willing to compete with my senior brother?"

Lin Xuan glanced at the smiling girl, but did not refuse. He also wanted to experience Ling Qingzhu's use of the Supreme Power head-on.

Watching and confronting head-on are completely different.

Ling Qingzhu looked at Ying Huanhuan somewhat unwillingly. Now that Lin Xuan had intervened, she could only give up. However, it was not without gain. Although she did not find out the real secret of Ying Huanhuan, she was sure that Ying Huanhuan must have a shocking secret, otherwise, Lin Xuan would not have helped her again and again.

Raising her clear eyes slightly, Ling Qingzhu looked at Lin Xuan who turned around and looked at her. A smile appeared on her usually cold face involuntarily. In fact, she had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

"Then please give me more guidance, Master Lin Xuan. You shouldn't say that Qingzhu is stronger than you, right?"

"Lin Xuan was just lucky enough to advance to the Shengxuan realm earlier than Miss Ling. In terms of talent, Miss Ling is not inferior to Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan is also looking forward to fighting with Miss Ling again!"

Lin Xuan stared at the Taiqing sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand with a serious look in his eyes. He raised his hand and saluted Ling Qingzhu, but the words he said made it difficult for Ling Qingzhu to maintain the coldness on her face.

Ling Qingzhu never thought that this guy still liked to praise others so much. In terms of talent, he was already recognized by the entire Tianxuan Continent as the best person from ancient times to the present.

But what Lin Xuan said was indeed the truth. In the practice of the Supreme Power, Lin Xuan thought that Ling Qingzhu was no longer inferior to him. Otherwise, he would not be so serious. The last time he was so serious was on the ancient battlefield, facing the clone of the Seventh King's Palace, and the time before that was when he faced the Nineth King's Palace!

Looking at the coldness fading from Ling Qingzhu's face and hearing the familiar conversation between the two people echoing in her ears, the girl, who had originally been thinking of returning the Tianhuangqin to Lin Xuan, snorted softly, held the guqin in both hands, and flew directly back to Ying Xiaoxiao's side.

However, what made the girl even more angry was that her departure did not attract the guy's attention at all. In fact, after she left, the guy looked at Ling Qingzhu with a more focused look.

Staring closely at Ling Qingzhu, the Supreme Power in Lin Xuan's body has been fully mobilized. At the same time, Ling Qingzhu also used the Supreme Power, carrying the power of heaven and earth, to press towards Lin Xuan.

Ying Xuanzi and the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace who were outside the field stared at the two people in the field who had no fluctuation of their Yuanli at all, with a bit of surprise in their eyes. Ying Xuanzi couldn't help but whispered.

"What a strange energy. There is no fluctuation of Yuanli or Mental Power, but this momentum is not inferior to the peak of Nirvana!"

Before, when Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan fought, they were relatively restrained, and with the Yuanli, the effect was not very obvious.

But right now, the momentum contest between the two people is purely a showdown of the Supreme Power. The impact brought by that special power is even more obvious.

"Master Lin Xuan, be careful!"

Ling Qingzhu reminded him softly, and then, she pointed her toes and rushed towards Lin Xuan with an overwhelming and inviolable sense of oppression.

The moment Ling Qingzhu moved, a faint and mighty divine power was imposed on Lin Xuan, causing Lin Xuan's eyes to light up.

"Shh!"

As the clear light gradually lit up in his eyes, the sword in Lin Xuan's hand was instantly unsheathed, but he was not attacking, but directly blocking the way of Taiqing Sword.

"clang!"

The moment the two swords clashed, Lin Xuan could clearly feel a faint sense of supreme majesty passing through the sword in his hand and transmitted to him.

However, when that supreme majesty entered Lin Xuan's body, it did not cause the slightest ripple. Even Lin Xuan's hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

But this sword made the hearts of the other people watching the competition tremble. In the eyes of everyone, Ling Qingzhu, who was already cold and elegant, really turned into a fairy from the Ninth Heaven when she swung the sword. She was so majestic and powerful that people dared not look directly at her, as if looking at her was blasphemy to the gods.

When Lin Xuan caught the sword, he felt a sense of heaviness and tolerance as if he could bear everything, as if no matter how strong the force was, it could not shake him at all.

The fight between the two men gave people the feeling that it was a showdown between heaven and earth. No matter how mighty the power of heaven was, the heavy earth could accommodate and carry everything.

Between the two swords, two gazes intertwined, and there was a hint of excitement in both eyes.

The two swords shook at the same time, and Ling Qingzhu and Lin Xuan took a few steps back at the same time. After they stopped, Ling Qingzhu's eyes condensed slightly, and then he raised the sword to attack again, and the long sword stabbed straight forward. Around the long sword, the faint power of heaven and earth pressed towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and powerful force instantly burst out from his arms. The long sword turned and blocked the Taiqing sword to the right. The moment the two swords collided, the power of heaven and earth contained in Lin Xuan's long sword burst out, slightly shaking the long sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand.

At the same time, the power of heaven and earth surrounding the Taiqing Sword also rushed towards the sword in Lin Xuan's hand, directly causing the sword in Lin Xuan's hand to be repelled.

However, the next moment, Lin Xuan instantly loosened his right hand, and under the force, the long sword actually turned a circle between his palms. Lin Xuan held the long sword in his palm with his backhand, held it upside down, and hit the Taiqing sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand with his backhand.

The sword that was originally stabbed was shaken to the left, but before Ling Qingzhu could control the sword in her hand, the long sword in Lin Xuan's hand hit the blade from the left again. The powerful force directly shook the Taiqing sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand out of her hand.

But Ling Qingzhu was obviously prepared. The moment the sword slipped out of her hand, she took advantage of the momentum to turn right. After tightly grasping the sword with her left hand, she turned around and slashed with the sword in her backhand.

Lin Xuan also loosened his right hand, and before the sword slipped, he caught it with his left hand and stabbed it out directly.

"Ding!"

Sparks burst out from the tip and blade of the sword in the air. Then, the two men exerted force at the same time, pushing the other back several steps at the same time, and then they stood still.

The next moment, the two men looked at each other, and then they attacked with swords at the same time, fighting each other again.

There were no powerful fluctuations in Yuanli, but the power emanating from each sword made all the disciples feel shocked. Compared with the grand martial arts competition, this exquisite swordsmanship and precise control of strength were undoubtedly more amazing.

The ever-changing confrontation and the exquisite swordsmanship were so fascinating that people could not take their eyes off the scene. Some even held their breath.

In particular, when the two of them fought, one, because of his clear swordsmanship, was able to see through his opponent's moves, and even his defense was just right, while the other had studied his opponent countless times and put in countless hard work to practice in private. Even though every change of the opponent's moves was unexpected, it was able to be resolved by Ling Qingzhu in time.

Therefore, to outsiders, the two opponents, who were clearly only fighting for the second time, seemed like a pair of fateful enemies who were extremely familiar with each other.

Every time the sword was drawn, every change of tactics, every counterattack and defense, there was a sense of tacit understanding, which made Ying Huanhuan, who was standing aside, grit her teeth.

However, Ying Xuanzi and others who were completely attracted by the wonderful duel called it wonderful. Even the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, looking at the two white-clothed figures who seemed to be fighting and dancing with swords, felt that the two were so well matched at that moment.

"Ding!"

The long sword that was held upright an inch in front of Lin Xuan's neck just blocked the blade of the Taiqing sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand. The next moment, the two turned their heads and looked at each other, and each of their eyes reflected the other's deep pupils.

The long swords in the hands of Lin Xuan and Ling Qingzhu shook again. After they took a few steps back, their eyes focused, and then, both swords stabbed towards each other at the same time. They chose to attack at the same time, and no one defended.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the two people standing still in the field, with a look of astonishment and anxiety in their eyes.

In the field, the long sword in Lin Xuan's hand was pointing directly at Ling Qingzhu's heart, while the tip of the Taiqing sword in Ling Qingzhu's hand was also against Lin Xuan's heart.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's pupils shrank slightly, because there was a trace of blood on the tip of Ling Qingzhu's sword, which shocked all the Dao Sect disciples.

"Big Brother actually lost?"

"How is this possible? Someone is able to defeat the Sword Master?"

Ying Huanhuan covered her lips in disbelief. When she looked at Lin Xuan, the gnashing anger in her eyes was gone, replaced by worry.

He was so proud, but he lost to Ling Qingzhu...

Ying Huanhuan didn't dare to think further. She stared at the expression on Lin Xuan's face, but saw that the latter's face was still calm. Then, he took back his sword on his own initiative.

However, just when everyone thought that the Sword Master might admit defeat, they heard Lin Xuan speak.

"Miss Ling, thank you for letting me!"

Ling Qingzhu stared at Lin Xuan with complicated eyes. She had not expected that even though she had suddenly realized the Supreme Power on Linyuan Peak, and Lin Xuan's strength was restricted in many ways, he still lost. Moreover, he was defeated twice in the same place.

Even though the Taiqing sword in her hand was stained with Lin Xuan's blood, that was already its limit. With the last sword, the Taiqing sword had lost its power the moment it touched Lin Xuan, because the sword in Lin Xuan's hand directly hit her weakness. That sword only had a trace of Tai Shang power, but it made Ling Qingzhu lose her combat effectiveness directly.

"You win. No matter how many times you try, the result will be the same!"

(End of this chapter)