Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 13: Ascension Conference (2)

Lin Fan tapped his feet lightly and leaped up as lightly as a swallow. His figure flashed and he landed steadily on the ring.

He was wearing a black robe that rustled in the wind, like a ghost dancing in the dark night. His black hair was neatly tied behind his head, which made his posture look even more upright.

Beneath his sword-like brows, his starry eyes sparkled with determination and coldness. At this moment, his face was as gloomy as water, and he looked down at the people below the stage with indifference. His eyes seemed to be substantial, sharp enough to penetrate people's hearts, causing the people below the stage to unconsciously avoid his gaze, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

Lin Fan knew clearly that the cultivator who had just attacked ruthlessly had already subdued the situation with his bloody means.

Although the people in the audience were still drooling over the spots in Huangfeng Valley, they were more gripped by the fear of death.

He knew very well that if he wanted to completely dispel everyone's idea of ​​challenging him, he had to be more ruthless and decisive than the previous person.

After all, once you get into a round-the-clock battle, even if you have a lot of talismans in your hands, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. If you are not careful, accidents may follow one after another and you will be in danger.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, and slowly scanned everyone in the audience.

Then, he slowly raised his hands and gently clenched them in the air. There was a crisp "crack" sound, as if the air in his hands was crushed by him. The dull sound was shocking.

In an instant, the spiritual power around him surged like a surging wave, and the black light was like a blazing black flame, tightly surrounding his body, making him look like a demon god descending to the earth, exuding a terrifying aura that made people chill.

Lin Fan snorted coldly. The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present, like the sound of a bell on a cold night, echoing for a long time. "Today, I, Lin Fan, stand here with only one goal, and that is to get a spot in the Yellow Maple Valley."

If anyone has the courage to come up to the stage, don't blame me for being ruthless and merciless!
I'm not like the previous guy who held back. If I go on stage, my life or death will be my own responsibility!

The people in the audience could clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from Lin Fan, as well as his undisguised determination to kill, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Many people subconsciously took several steps back, their faces filled with hesitation and fear.

They looked at the devil-like Lin Fan on the stage, secretly estimating their own strength in their hearts, thinking that if they really went on stage to challenge, they would have some confidence in being able to walk off the stage alive.

Lin Fan stood quietly on the stage, his eyes as cold as ice, closely watching every move of the audience. He hoped that a "destined person" would come on stage so that he could make an example of someone and completely intimidate the people in the audience.

At this moment, a middle-aged man at the thirteenth level of Qi training slowly walked onto the stage with steady steps. His expression was filled with confidence and fearlessness, as if he didn't take Lin Fan's threat seriously at all.

After he stood still, his eyes flashed as he looked straight at Lin Fan. He said in a loud voice, "Others may be afraid of you, but I am not! I have coveted this spot in the Yellow Maple Valley for a long time. Today, I will definitely compete with you for supremacy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and slapped the storage bag on his waist. A flash of light passed by, and he took out a magic weapon that looked like a long sword from it.

As soon as the long sword appeared, it burst into a dazzling light. The blade was slender and the whole body was a deep blue. The complex runes engraved on it were like lively elves. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder when it flowed. It was obviously a top-level magic weapon, which contained a terrifyingly powerful spiritual power fluctuation.

Then, he took out a shield-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag.

This shield is also extraordinary. It is bronze in color and its surface is engraved with lifelike strange animal patterns, as if these animal patterns are about to break free from the shield and leap out in the next second.

The edge of the shield is inlaid with a circle of gems that emit soft light. It is obviously a carefully carved and priceless object. It is a high-level magical weapon. Holding it in the hand gives people a feeling of being indestructible and extremely reliable.

The middle-aged man gripped his sword tightly with both hands, holding his shield firmly before him. His aura instantly rose from the ground, like a towering mountain, unshakable. With a slightly provocative smile, he said to Lin Fan:
"Boy, show me what you're capable of. Today I want to see what makes you dare to speak so arrogantly in this arena and try to scare everyone away with your brutal tactics. Humph!"

Lin Fan's lips curled up into a strange smile, and that smile was filled with bone-chilling coldness that made people's backs chill.

He calmly slapped his storage bag and took out the Star-Breaking Sword that emitted a sharp cold light. The sword flashed with cold light, as if it wanted to cut off all the darkness in the world.

He then produced the Hunyuan Shield. As it appeared, it emanated a soft glow, and a gentle current seemed to flow slowly across its surface, forming a subtle protective barrier. It was immediately apparent that it possessed exceptionally strong defenses, making it an excellent tool for self-defense.

Lin Fan quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and released all the magic power in his body like a flood.

In an instant, the Star-Breaking Sword turned into a dazzling stream of light and flew straight into the air. The sword body hummed, as if it was an ancient ferocious beast that was awakened, roaring and exuding a fierce aura that couldn't wait to drink the enemy's blood.

At the same time, under Lin Fan's control, the Hunyuan Shield slowly floated in front of him and automatically adjusted to the best defensive position. The protective barrier became clearer and clearer, like an indestructible city wall, protecting Lin Fan firmly behind it.

"Hmph, so what if you have a top-tier magical weapon? Today, I, Lin Fan, will show no mercy!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the magic spells in his hands kept changing.

The Star-Breaking Sword suddenly circled in the air, and instantly split into several sword shadows, like a group of hungry wolves, howling and rushing towards the middle-aged man.

Each sword shadow was wrapped in powerful spiritual power. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, as if it would chop everything in front of it into pieces.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed when he saw this. He had never expected Lin Fan's attack to be so swift and ruthless. He didn't dare to slack off even a little bit, and hurriedly swung his long sword, shouting, "Breaking Wind Slash!"

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual power storm surged from the long sword, turning into a crescent-shaped blade light, and slashed fiercely at the flying sword shadow.

At the same time, he held the shield in front of him and hid behind it to prevent any sword shadow from breaking through the blade's defense.

"Boom!" There was a deafening sound, and the sword shadow and the knife light collided fiercely, bursting out with a dazzling light, and the powerful spiritual power shock wave spread out in all directions like ripples.

The air around the ring seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand. The people below the stage only felt a strong gust of wind blowing in their faces. Many people subconsciously raised their hands to shield their eyes, but their gazes were still fixed on the battle situation on the stage. This battle had just begun, but it was already so fierce and really gripping.

As a series of dense "ping-pong" collision sounds rang out, the middle-aged man's long sword and Lin Fan's Star-Breaking Sword kept crossing and colliding in the air.

With every contact, dazzling sparks burst out, and the powerful spiritual power impact made the surrounding air seem to boil and heat waves rolled.

However, after just a few rounds, the gap in strength between the two sides became apparent.

The long sword that the middle-aged man had been so proud of now had several deep cracks on the blade. The dark blue light had become dim, and the runes engraved on it had been shaken so much that they were blurred in some places. It was about to be scrapped.

The middle-aged man was shocked and anxious when he saw this. This long sword was a top-level magic weapon that he had spent countless efforts to obtain. He had defeated countless opponents with it and made great military achievements.

I didn't expect that today, in front of Lin Fan's Star-Breaking Sword, I would be so vulnerable.

He gritted his teeth, thinking to himself that he couldn't be defeated so easily. He immediately decided to change his tactics and not confront Lin Fan head-on.

So, he suddenly took a few steps back, put away his long sword, quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and madly poured the spiritual power in his body into the high-level shield.

The animal pattern on the shield suddenly lit up, the light was very bright, and the protective barrier that was originally vague became much thicker, like a huge spiritual power shield, tightly covering him.

"Boy, don't think you can defeat me just because you have a good sword. Today, even if I have to sacrifice all my skills, I will still fight you to the death!"

The middle-aged man shouted at Lin Fan, his voice revealing a hint of unwillingness and determination, as if he was making a final struggle.

Lin Fan's expression remained indifferent, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, unmoved, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He controlled the Star-Breaking Sword to draw a graceful arc in the air, and rushed towards the middle-aged man again, saying coldly: "Mantis arm trying to stop a chariot, today's spot in the Yellow Maple Valley is secured!"

As he spoke, the spiritual energy on the blade of the Star-Breaking Sword became more and more dense, and the sword shadow became more and more solid. Like a hungry wolf that was choosing its prey, it pounced fiercely at the middle-aged man who was protected by the shield.

In an instant, the void seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and a crisp collision sound suddenly rang out.

"Clang, clang, clang," the sound was sharp and powerful, like the collision of sharp metal weapons, causing visible ripples in the surrounding air.

The two magical weapons collided violently, bursting out with dazzling light. The sharp sword light and the copper-yellow light intertwined and collided. Every collision released tremendous spiritual power, shaking the surrounding sand and stones into flying everywhere.

The light became more and more dazzling, and the figures of the two people appeared and disappeared in the halo. The expressions on their faces became more and more solemn, and they were both trying their best to win the battle.

After just a few rounds, the sword and shield of this thirteenth-level Qi training cultivator were like paper in front of Lin Fan's extremely sharp Star-Breaking Sword. They had no resistance at all and could not block the Star-Breaking Sword at all.

The Star-Breaking Sword, with its indomitable momentum, broke through the spiritual protection on the shield and slashed fiercely at the middle-aged man.

In an instant, blood splattered, and the middle-aged man and his magic weapon were chopped into several pieces. The broken limbs and arms along with the broken pieces of the magic weapon were scattered all over the ground. A large amount of blood was immediately spilled on the scene, and the pungent smell of blood spread instantly, making everyone in the audience feel nauseous.

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still cold, as if he had just done something insignificant.

He stretched out his hand and made a slight move. A stream of spiritual power flew out, and the storage bag on the middle-aged man's waist broke free from the restraint of his broken body and automatically flew into Lin Fan's hands.

There must be a lot of good things in this storage bag, but Lin Fan didn't have time to check it at this time. He just put it in his arms, then raised his head and looked at the people below the stage with a cold gaze. His eyes seemed to be silently warning: This is the end of going on stage to challenge me!

The monks in the audience were so frightened by the bloody and tragic scene that their faces turned pale. Some of the timid ones even felt their legs go weak and they collapsed to the ground.

Some people who were originally eager to try now completely gave up the idea. They looked at Lin Fan on the stage who looked like a devil, and their hearts were filled with fear. No one dared to go on stage to challenge him anymore.

Seeing this, Lin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his ruthless method had finally played a deterrent role. As long as no one came on stage within the next incense stick of time, the spot in Huangfeng Valley would be firmly in his pocket.

So, he stood quietly on the ring, holding the Star-Breaking Sword, with spiritual power surging around him. He was like an inviolable god of war, waiting for time to slowly pass.

(End of this chapter)