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Lin Qiubai stepped into the open space at the front of the crowd.
Deng Wenliang was in a state of panic, so there was a hint of suspicion in Lin Qiubai's gaze.
"I..."
As for this extraordinary Heavenly Pride who had defeated Qiao Liangyu with a single move, Deng Wenliang did not dare to provoke him easily.
He stammered, his words unclear. He didn't even dare to look directly at Lin Qiubai, only stealing glances from the corner of his eye.
He wanted to see the legendary youth's unparalleled demeanor.
Lin Qiubai was tall and slender, handsome and graceful, standing apart from the crowd in his white robe, exuding an air of elegance.
Deng Wenliang had witnessed the presence of the top figure from Central Sand State and couldn't help but compare the two.
Qiao Liangyu's aura was like a heavy blade, radiating a fierce intensity that made one reluctant to meet his gaze.
But the young man before him was warm and gentle as jade, showing not a hint of sharpness.
This eased Deng Wenliang's tension and unease somewhat.
However, his sense of reverence only grew stronger.
It is said that returning to simplicity is even more terrifying than displaying sharpness!
Thinking of this, Deng Wenliang swiftly dove into the crowd.
Seeing this, the Elder waved his sleeve and announced the outcome loudly.
"Lin Qiubai wins."
After saying this, he flicked his fingers, and brilliant light sparkled as he made a heavy mark on the thick roster.
This indicated that Deng Wenliang had been eliminated. There is no absolute fairness in the world.
Thus, this preliminary round tests both strength and luck.
...
The competition was monotonous and dull.
Lin Qiubai felt drowsy because he had no chance to compete at all.
Every martial artist who faced him quickly conceded defeat. This led to Lin Qiubai having three thousand ways to show off but unable to execute any of them smoothly.
"In the next match, Lin Qiubai will face Zheng Kuangsha from the Six Beast Sect."
The Elder glanced over and saw that this was an unknown disciple, immediately preparing to announce Lin Qiubai's victory mechanically.
"I will not concede..."
The disciple suddenly shouted loudly.
Lin Qiubai revealed a curious smile. This was the first young man who dared to walk confidently towards the Arena to challenge Lin Qiubai.
"Senior Brother Lin is a Peerless Genius of our time, with a unique understanding of cultivation.
Can you provide some guidance for Zheng Kuangsha?
Zheng Kuangsha has been practicing swordsmanship since he was five, and now, after ten years, he considers his skills exceptional, rivaling anyone. However, he has been unable to make further progress. Even the Elders of the Sect could not resolve this issue. May I ask Senior Brother Lin for some pointers?"
Um...
Lin Qiubai found himself at a loss for words. He wondered if this was a new tactic.
Flattery.
First, elevate him to great heights, then let him fall. Although it wouldn't severely impact Lin Qiubai, it could diminish his reputation in Central Sand State.
With this thought, Lin Qiubai's gaze narrowed slightly, appearing quite serious.
This tactic is quite deep!
Even the Elder looked at the disciple from Six Beast Sect with slight astonishment, wearing a meaningful smile.
"Show your sword technique."
Since he was here, Lin Qiubai stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for Zheng Kuangsha to demonstrate his swordsmanship.
Zheng Kuangsha nodded, and a silver light began to shimmer in his palm.
Longsword in hand.
Swinging the blade.
Starting with a simple sword technique, he then began to execute left and right cuts, the trajectory of the blade becoming increasingly complex, sometimes resembling Cliff with its precariousness, and at other times like ancient vines sprawling across a sheer cliff into uncharted territory.
With wide and sweeping movements, the aura of the blade surged around him, creating an impenetrable barrier that covered every angle.
As the techniques multiplied, brilliant Vital Energy blades floated up and down, forming a whirlwind of blades that slithered like a python flicking its tongue, darting back and forth.
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the audience. Clearly, they were taken aback by this display.
"This young man's swordsmanship is remarkable!"
Elder nodded in agreement, full of praise.
Only Lin Qiubai frowned in disdain and reprimanded him sternly.
"Your Martial Arts are utterly pathetic! Is this what you call exquisite?! It's unbearable to watch!"
After saying this, his aura erupted, eight Vitality Dragons roaring out from within him, coiling around his body to form a dazzling Vital Energy defense.
"Come on, strike me a thousand times; if you can break even a bit of my defense, I'll admit defeat!"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Kuangsha's face turned ashen, a sense of frustration weighing heavily on his heart, making it hard to breathe.
"A single test will reveal how laughable your claim to unmatched sword skills truly is!"
Zheng Kuangsha felt a blockage in his heart, while Lin Qiubai's gaze was indifferent as he poured salt onto the wound.
The Elder, hearing Lin Qiubai's insult towards Zheng Kuangsha, felt a wave of chest tightness and shortness of breath, especially considering that Zheng Kuangsha was still a youth.
Zheng Kuangsha was so angry that he almost cried. He had sincerely sought advice on his cultivation but unexpectedly faced such humiliation; it was something he could not tolerate!
"Ah!"
He drew his Longsword and lunged at Lin Qiubai, executing a myriad of sword techniques, with Vital Energy shimmering brilliantly.
The sound of clashing metal filled the arena.
Yet Lin Qiubai stood firm like a statue, unaffected by the dazzling Vital Energy blades that struck him, leaving no marks whatsoever.
Unmoved.
"Unwatchable!"
Lin Qiubai's mockery rang out at just the right moment.
Zheng Kuangsha's face turned crimson, his eyes filled with fury as he gripped his sword tightly, unwilling to back down.
"Even though you are an unparalleled Heavenly Pride who defeated Qiao Liangyu in one move, you cannot humiliate me like this!"
Lin Qiubai merely sneered, "Indeed unwatchable; where is the humiliation?"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Kuangsha lost his reason and charged at Lin Qiubai with red eyes.
He swore that today he would break through this defense, even if just a little!
Otherwise, he would not be human!
In a fit of rage, Zheng Kuangsha's swordsmanship became chaotic. He hurriedly tried to follow the trajectory of Martial Arts, but was interrupted by Lin Qiubai's cold shout.
He could only go with the flow.
Unexpectedly, this strike caused Lin Qiubai's seemingly impenetrable defense to tremble slightly.
Zheng Kuangsha stared blankly at this scene, unable to believe it. The power of that last strike had actually increased by thirty percent!
Thirty percent!
Terrifying!
"Come again!"
Lin Qiubai shouted explosively, waking Zheng Kuangsha from his daze.
Regaining his senses, Zheng Kuangsha lifted his sword and began to attempt to discard the sword techniques he had practiced for ten years.
Although his movements were slow and full of flaws, the momentum of his strikes was astonishing.
His mastery of the sword was already etched into Zheng Kuangsha's bones; every inch of his skin was merely bound by the sword techniques he had struggled with for a decade.
At this moment, breaking free from those shackles became uncontrollable.
"Slash!"
With a sudden downward stroke, the passive defense of Lin Qiubai allowed him to take two steps back lightly, dissipating the force of the blow.
At this moment, Zheng Kuangsha looked at his trembling arm. Although his palm was bleeding, tears streamed down his face from excitement.
"Thank you, thank you for your guidance, Lin Shixiong!"
Zheng Kuangsha gazed gratefully at Lin Qiubai. He knew well what Lin Qiubai's intention was when he spoke to him in such a humiliating manner.
"Very good, you have understood. The beginning of practicing the sword is to have no sword in your heart."
Seeing that Zheng Kuangsha seemed to have an epiphany, Lin Qiubai calmly pointed it out while standing with his hands behind his back. His every gesture resembled that of a hidden master, the White Robe fluttering, his figure imposing.
Zheng Kuangsha felt a stirring in his heart, as if something was surging up to the crown of his head. The massive stone that had been suppressed for years suddenly shattered, and an overwhelming momentum surged upwards.
As this momentum erupted, all the martial artists present gasped in shock, their expressions extremely complex.
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